Elementalists
Chapter 158 - Ban
Everyone's face seemed to be slapped seeing the fact that there was a Necromancer capable of throwing out an eight-star Warlock with great ease. The harsh reality must be true – was completely swallowed by Rhilore.
He moved nimbly into the arena regardless of the questioning gazes of the other four Great Witches, as he arrived before Arya and Sierra to bow his head. The appearance of two black-armored Undead blocked his intentions.
“I did say wait, but you better stop” Arya's advice slowly.
“However I still lose, so it is appropriate to fulfill my promise”
“Wahhh...it turns out you know yourself enough, forget about our agreement. Considering your position is high in the eyes of – people. Then on the next occasion please behave like an honored guest, the host also has a limit of patience. Then excuse me, see you”
Finished saying that, Arya left the Headmaster of the Holy Fist School still while holding Sierra. Not to forget he gave a code using his hands to ask for medical help for his opponent just now.
Despite her apparent eyes, Arya appears to give face to Rhilore Lefay. But some onlookers realized that the treatment was the opposite, the white-haired boy had just defeated and spat on Rhilore's face.
Because he refused for the responsibility of the Headmaster and clearly – clearly insinuates the purpose of Holy Fist to destroy the mental students – schoolgirls Divina Academy, trying their best to hold back his anger. Rhilore returned to his seat growling.
“What's the boy's name?”
“Arya White, how do you think about the best registrants in our school?” Professor Iruphior smiled faintly, while the other three academy leaders were still digesting the incident earlier.
Deviar Udafarihm and Aluxium Ulzegrus had a lot of questions filling their heads about how Iruphior was able to create a Necromancer Class with physical strength equivalent to Warlock. On the other hand, Vrivana Payn is more interested in discussing the form of the Undead Arya call which is fairly unusual.
“White...” whispered Rhilore Lefay with a burning feeling of vengeance.
“Don't expect to be able to touch it while it's still under my supervision huh? Brother Lefay” Iruphior reminded.
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“Eee...excuse me, by the way – by the way you want to take me where?”
“Hah? Ahh...iya sorry”.
Arya immediately released Sierra after arriving at the bottom of the stairs of the audience podium, he expressed regret for forgetting to hold and drag the girl so far.
“Huum, I should thank you for your help”
“No need to hesitate, I just did something that I thought was right. Senior drug...”.
“T..t...wait a minute!” resistant Sierra.
“Iya? What else is needed?”
“Why did you help me?”
Arya thought while stroking her chin, seen trying to find the word – right words to describe the reason. Finish fondling – nimang some things it also says.
“Mmm...how ya? Maybe because you remind me of my friend” he added while laughing awkwardly.
“Eh?”
“She is a troublemaking girl, always sloppy in various actions. I had to always keep an eye on her as well”
“Wah....fortunate woman”.
“You think so....?” Arya imagined Lexa's silly smile at him.
The conversation of the two teenagers was forced to stop due to the noise of the welcoming event attendees, quickly – fast Arya say goodbye then following up. Leaving Sierra who was unable to let go of the gaze towards his back.
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“WAHAHAHA...This child really knows how to deal with the Rhilore geeky, not to vilify your family member Morgiana but pfft!?” Friska laughs – bahak until her tears come out.
Morgiana just kept quiet without commenting, while Merlin seemed to be seriously watching over the Holy Fist disciple who was battered by Arya. His curiosity was even more heightened when he heard the news that the right arm bone of the bongsor was completely crushed.
“Morgiana? Is he right – true eight-star Warlock?”
“No doubt”
“Abbreviation with Sierra Le Rogue”'s ZapShoe is serious.
“Sial! I should have watched the magic measurement test until it was over” Merlin grumbled while pouting.
“Why? You're starting to regret your bet?” friska commented in a mocking tone.
“Berisik”
“Hehehe.... It's so good to see you're so grim, say – talking about Olivia and the other girl?”
“He went to adjust the new power in the Four Season Zone, while the mute preferred to lock himself away rather than take care of the crowd like this”
“Akupun will do the same if forced you tau”
The discussion of Orange Witch with Black Mara was swallowed by the applause of the audience when the Headmaster of Divina Academy, Ilzaxar Iruphior stood up. Slightly commenting on the previous incident, the old man suggested that everyone should follow the example of Arya's unyielding nature.
Which of course made the gaze of the Holy Fist disciple change as well, besides that Iruphior reminded that the Five Heavenly Stars Tournament implementation was getting closer. So the fans are expected to meet the requirements if they want to participate.
With the minimum requirement that the registrant is a five-star Witch, then the initial stage picture begins to be explained. There will be four representative teams – each academy. They will compete until only half is left.
But before you get there, it means every school. Namely Divina Academy, Evil Destroyer, Wonder Invocation, Holy Fist, and Death Gates must first carry out their own selection to choose four representatives.
The matter was left freely to them, it was up to them to do what way to choose the envoys who were the bearers of the academy's banner.
“Ahh...iya, there was an important decision from the Great Witch” Iruphior hinting friend – his friend woke up.
“Hmm? Why do I have a bad feeling?” merlin's murmured raised next to the eyebrows.
“Because it can be considered unfair and biased, we agree that Orange Witch. Marylin Merlin banned from tournament”
“APA!?” the girl's thunderous voice shook the entire location.
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“Bold – how dare those old bangka! Argh....It sucks! It sucks! Shitty!!” Merlin scrambles – ruffled hair.
He had just finished facing off to lash out a loud protest to the five Great Witches, but was denied raw –. Although seen defending, Merlin realized that Iruphior actually did not give more effort so that he could join the tournament.
Because actually if the old man really meant – really wants Merlin to participate. The other four Headmasters must have thought twice about rejecting him, seeing that there was a chance of winning. Of course they support the absence of the Orange Witch in the race.
Still engrossed in thinking, the girl dressed in orange found a – boy figure from the tip of her sharp eyes.
“Yo? Failed yes?”
“You....?”
Arya was already waiting for the arrival of the woman while leaning against the wall, although the distance of ability based on stars was quite far. Merlin is now somewhat hearted – as a result of watching Arya's previous hand-to-hand battle.
“So how about we—“
“If you want me to keep my promise, well I'll do” cut Merlin.
“Shortly – for a minute, patience. Wait I'm done talking, look..”.
The mysterious white-haired boy told Merlin that he was not happy to win in such a way. Because according to him it is the same as not doing what – what, then berbersit an idea to continue their bets.
“Stop talking rambling – tele, go straight to the point just”
“You can't come, but you can still form a team, right?”
“Hmm? Then?”
“I will also gather ten members, who will be the tournament champion. He won, agreed?” Arya stuck out a confident hand.
“Hehehe...interesting, you refused the easy way and dug your own grave. All right, let's see” Merlin replied with a cynical smile.