“Wasen.”

Outside the corridor of the deserted infirmary, a voice suddenly stopped him from behind. Wasson turned around and saw Laqi and Maggie who had already left.

"You haven't left?"

He was a little surprised, but when he thought of her relationship with Yaves, everything became relieved.

"When I left, I suddenly remembered something important that I had forgotten, and inadvertently heard your conversation with Yaves."

"Then what?"

"I have something to ask you."

Vassen chuckled and said, "If it were Yaves's business, I don't think there is any need to continue talking about it."

Laqi shook her head and said, "This is not the case I want to ask you."

"Oh? Since this is not the case, I think about it, is it related to something you have forgotten?" Wasson guessed for a moment of thought.

"You are still the same, and it is easy to grasp the key when dealing with anything. If Yaves had half of your calmness, maybe this problem wouldn't happen now."

As he said that, Raki pulled Maggie behind him and said, "But, this matter has something to do with her."

"she?"

Wasson looked at Maggie in front of him carefully, and he knew her.

In his impression, she was a beautiful, quiet and shy little girl. There were many people interested in her in the boy circle in the college. Although she was different in the subjects, she had been listening to topics about her.

He had seen her several times, and through the relationship between Raki and Yaves, he had little conversation with her, let alone no understanding.

So, he has always been unfamiliar with her.

She is very beautiful, her appearance is weak and shy, and may be adorable, but she is not the type of woman he likes because he doesn't like women without personality.

Without the protection of Raqi and Yaves, he believed that many noble students who were ready to act might have already ravaged her as a toy.

At this time, what kind of problem would make her come to him.

"Through your conversation with Yaves, I think you should know the whereabouts of the detained noble ministers, right?"

Laqi sighed lightly, reached out and gently stroked Maggie's low little head, and said, "Her cousin was invited by her to attend this school festival, but unfortunately she was hijacked by your people."

Wasen frowned slightly, looked at Maggie who was bowing his head and said, "I'm sorry for this happening."

"No, no, no, you don't need to apologize, because you don't have the ability to stop this from happening."

Looking up, Maggie said with a small hand as if water vapor was emitting in her round big eyes.

"According to my guess, the detained noble ministers should have been taken away by Senior Anqiluo and the others." Turning to Laqi, Wasson said seriously.

"Evacuated? Where is the direction of evacuation?"

"Do you know the back door that the academy was abandoned a few years ago?"

"I know, you mean?"

“Yes, if you want to leave the academy safely, that may be the only option.”

Since she knew their whereabouts, Laqi didn't want to waste her time anymore. She took Maggie's little hand and showed her gratitude to Vasen, "Thank you for your help."

Wasson waved his hand and said, "No, but I need to remind you that it is best not to leave here at this time. The academy is not safe now, and you will not have any results if you catch up now."

“Some things are not a reason to give up before they see the results.”

Looking at the two people slowly disappearing into the dark corridor, Wasson sighed helplessly.

Is the result? I have seen it, but I can't tell you these words.

...

He was slashed away by the man in black robe again, Saphirland landed on the ground and gasped heavily. He could no longer remember how many times he had failed to break through. If they hadn't released the damn scroll, how could he end up in such a situation?

"Struggle in the Swamp"

When he exploded again and seized the right time to break through, he suddenly felt a wave of magic power. Before he could react, he avoided it, and his body suddenly fell heavily to the ground.

He knew that his pride was limited.

Is this what they have to keep themselves in? And how many trump cards do they have?

Before they could think about it extra, the black-robed sneak attackers rushed forward.

He bent his body in a mess and held the sword he had taken back tightly. Safirland stared at the two men in black robe. He didn't know whether they were men or women, but it was certain that they had caused him a lot of trouble.

Even though the movements of the legs were bound by the power of the scroll, they were still no match for him. This is the difference between the peak upper swordsman and the ordinary upper swordsman.

But they are smart because they know the difference with him.

Therefore, they were like poisonous snakes hiding in the darkness, ready to expose a fatal blow to his flaws at any time.

If this continues, his life will be difficult to protect.

"Maybe I need to know you again." Safirland said with a reluctant smile.

"unnecessary."

Valdorf's knife slowly approached.

"I think you should know what consequences will be after pushing a peak upper swordsman into a desperate situation." Saphirland tightened his body and said coldly, alert to Valdorf.

"Even so, you can't kill me." Valdorf stopped the trail.

"I can guarantee that they will die."

Safirland glanced at his two subordinates, the two men in black robes who had brought him a lot of trouble.

"It is their best destination for death."

Valdorf seemed to have no concern about the peaceful life and death of the two subordinates.

"Haha, I didn't realize that I still have this value." Safirland smiled.

"You have this value." Valdorf seemed to be saying something very natural.

The more the warrior's cultivation goes up, the more difficult it is. Going up is a hurdle, the peak is a hurdle, and crossing the peak is a hurdle. Without strong will and talent, this will become a hurdle facing all warriors.

Valdorf knew that it was impossible for two subordinates to reach the peak again, but Safirland, a genius swordsman, could take the last step of the peak, and to exchange for one, it would be a good deal no matter how you look at it.

"I need you to do me a favor." Safirlan stood up straight and smiled inexplicably.

"Last words?"

"No, I think this is for you in the future." Safirland said.

Waldorf was silent, and his pause stepped out again. The violent air flow from the strange-shaped sword told him that he was going to kill him now.

After Safirlan's eyes looked around invisibly, the severely broken sword in his hand was already overwhelmed in the previous battle, and perhaps the next attack would completely shatter.

But he still stood him up in front of him because he needed it.

The two people, the infinitely rising momentum began to collide.

Valdorf took a step forward, and the broken road was ravaged again. His body leaped forward with that step, and the big knife in his hand slashed with that step.

Safirland did not move, his sword guarding his chest made a defensive posture that was unpredictable. Even though his legs were bound by the force of the scroll, he still had the ability to avoid the sword.

But he didn't hide.

At this point, Valdorf had no extra thoughts. He only thought of this sword to split the opponent in half. He did not believe that the sword could hinder his will to destroy.

"Bang--"
Chapter completed!