Chapter 92: Chapter 91: Confrontation_l
Translator: 549690339
“Stakes?”
At the corner of Peter Lionel’s mouth revealed a cold sneer, “I want that Percy Sage’s Wand!”
As expected, Wizard Palo responded immediately, “Then I shall take Percy Sage’s Diamond.”
Percy Sage’s Wand, Percy Sage’s Diamond, even if unfamiliar, by merely hearing their names, one knows there must be a story between the two.
Both are four-ring magic tools suitable for sage-level wizards.
And they are among the top tier in the category of four-ring magic tools.
Created by the famous Grand Alchemist Percy Sage, they are his extraordinary creations.
Named after Percy Sage, there naturally would be a reason.
The wand and diamond can be used individually, each with unique powers, or they can be used as a set.
If Percy Sage’s Diamond is embedded on the wand’s handle, when combined, they are elevated to a five-ring magical tool, and their effects are even more remarkable.
Long Distance Spatial Transmission!
The effect of this magic tool can be attributed to the value of strategic-level significance.
For the sages who frequently wage war across the heavens, even if a six-ring magic tool were offered up, it wouldn’t be likely to be exchanged.
Why the wand and the diamond ended up being held separately by Wizard Palo and Peter Lionel, the story behind it is complicated and mysterious, hard for outsiders to discern.
However, ever since obtaining the wand and diamond respectively, both Wizard Palo and Peter Lionel have never stopped their attempts to acquire the other’s magic tool.
Now, this truly presents the best opportunity over the past ten or so years, and perhaps, the last chance.
Once they plunge into the heavens for a campaign in a different world, it will be difficult to find another chance for a meet-up.
“No problem!”
Peter Lionel laughed heartily, “Then let’s settle the wager, and no backing out!”
A faint smile creeping up the corner of Wizard Palo’s mouth, he nodded in agreement.
At this point, noise from the Colosseum ceased.
fust like hitting the mute button, silence spread across the space.
All the lights above the audience seats turned off, with dozens of spotlights converging onto the center of the fighting ring.
The petals flittered and ribbons fluttered down from the sky.
As the petals and ribbons settled on the ground, a lively male host suddenly appeared, standing in a flashy and flamboyant posture.
Hot-blooded background music began to play simultaneously.
A pounding drumbeat, the metallic sound of swords clashing, explosions, crackling sounds of large fires, the roaring rush of water, the sound of crashing buildings, the moans as bodies fell to the ground, cries of despair, begging for mercy, ecstatic shouting, the tearing of flesh, the clashing of bones, chewing, swallowing…
A multitude of sounds intertwined into a wild symphony of war, rising to a crescendo over the mournful chant of a woman’s voice.
The eager host opened the event, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Flesh Mill Arena. Here, you can and will only indulge in the most breathtaking life-or-death fights! The winner lives, the loser dies! There’s no third outcome! Now…”
“Boring.”
Some of the folks in the box started paying attention to the hustle on the fighting ring, but the Serene Wizard suddenly spoke.
She waved her hand lightly, blocking out all noise from outside the glass.
Peter Lionel looked displease, and glanced at the Serene Wizard with indifferent eyes.
He planned to meet Wizard Palo at the Colosseum, which in his view, is the perfect place to watch two people duel to kill each other in an absolute struggle for survival.
Just as he was immersing himself in the mood, he was first ridiculed by Wizard Palo, and now someone ruined the vibe.
This indeed fueled his rage.
“What are you looking at!”
The Serene Wizard was not one bit intimidated and retorted with her wide eyes.
They were all third-level wizards, and even though he was about to advance to a sage, there might be some differences in terms of wizard’s level.
But since he was in a metamorphosis period, he was losing strength instead of gaining it. If a fight really broke out, it was hard to tell who could actually win.
Moreover, Wizard Palo was sitting right next to them. There was nothing to be apprehensive about, was there?
“Peter, why bother over such a trivial matter?”
Wizard Palo slightly shifted his body and faced the furious Peter Lionel with a smile, trying to placify him.
Whether it was intentional or not, he happened to block the direct line of sight of Peter towards the Serene Wizard.
Whether it was deliberate or accidental, with the slight motion of his arm while turning his body, the transparent glass window silently turned opaque.
In this way, not only was the noise from the fighting ring blocked from entering the box, even the scene was obstructed.
Since his mood was already ruined, he might as well ruin it thoroughly.
After all, Peter was already annoyed and already held a grudge, a few steps further wouldn’t make a difference, right?
Link thought to himself, learning from the experience.
“You have a good subordinate.”
How could Peter Lionel not know that the reason for the Serene Wizard’s antics was definitely not just about irritating him, but about breaking the home ground atmosphere he had created. So he said to Wizard Palo.
“No!”
Wizard Palo corrected him very seriously, “Serene is not my subordinate, she is my companion!”
“Is there a difference?”
Peter Lionel retorted with contempt.
“The difference is huge!”
Wizard Palo emphasized fervently.
“Really?”
Peter Lionel curled his lips and continued to question, his tone and expression becoming more disdainful, “Partners?”
Wizard Palo was only expressing his own philosophy, he didn’t want to argue with Peter Lionel, so he didn’t respond.
The room fell strangely quiet, and the atmosphere became somewhat peculiar.
Heavy pressure suddenly appeared on the wizard apprentices standing on both sides, accumulating bit by bit.
Link focused his gaze as he exerted all his effort in running the “Mind Closure Technique” to dissolve the pressure.
However, he didn’t dare to overperform, he just assessed the situation of the four members of the “New Blood Mutual Aid Association,” causing a continuous cold sweat on his forehead.
“Ha! I suddenly thought of something funny.”
Peter Lionel laughed abruptly, not caring about everyone else, he continued, “A few days ago, a third-class wizard apprentice, who had lost the opportunity to advance, sought out my ‘Pure Blood Volition.’ He said, ‘Take my life, in exchange for an opportunity.’
Then, Peter Lionel asked, “Palo, can you guess what opportunity he was looking for?”
Upon hearing this, the face of Wizard Palo gradually became colder.
Apparently, before their appointment, Wizard Palo had already received the news and knew what Peter Lionel was about to do.
But Wizard Palo did not stop him.
Some things can’t be stopped just because you want to stop them.
The more you try to stop it, the more your enemy will want to do it.
By then, things might become even more embarrassing.
“Interesting! Very interesting!”
Peter Lionel was full of excitement, and his laughter grew jollier, “An organization that represents mutual aid, and yet not only does it continuously have internal conflicts, but it also escalates to the point of life and death, how interesting!”
At his left, a male wizard who bore some resemblance to Sophie Lucia applauded.
A wizard apprentice immediately turned around and opened the door to the box.
Rivers Francis, the vice president of the ‘New Blood Mutual Aid Association’ whom they had only seen in photos, walked in, heading straight towards Antoine Hilton, and sneered ominously:
“Today, only one of us will walk out alive!”
This was the second thing Peter Lionel had planned for today.
He wanted to watch the ‘New Blood Mutual Aid Association’ tear each other apart!
“Palo, what do you think?”
Peter Lionel turned to Wizard Palo, kindly seeking his opinion, “The young ones are very hot-tempered, should we fulfill their wishes and let them fight, to decide life or death?”
Then, Peter Lionel deliberately paused for a while and kindly reminded him, “They are members from your ‘New Blood Mutual Aid Association.’ One is the current president, the other is the current vice president. Oh my… what a united and helpful group.”
Link was stunned.
This guy has a firm face and a fierce temperament, but he also has such a chatty, sarcastic, and acerbic side.
No wonder he is a rival of Wizard Palo, the contrast between the two is simply too big!
Wizard Palo grimaced and remained silent.
For a Level 3 Wizard to be promoted to the Sage level, which is equivalent to the Fourth Level Wizard’s Metamorphosis Period, in order to resonate better with the consciousness of the Wizard’s World, it is necessary to as much as possible drop one’s facade and remain authentic in daily life.
Therefore, after Wizard Palo and Peter Lionel started to verbally attack each other, they both had several instances of failed emotional management.
This isn’t because they lack sophistication, but because there’s no way around it— it simply has to be that way.
Forcing emotion management isn’t natural and it might prolong the Metamorphosis Period and delay the promotion time.
Although verbal attacks don’t seem to kill people, the damage can still be considerable.
Wizard Palo chose to remain silent. Naturally, one of them had to take over and respond sure not to show cowardice.
Serene Wizard turned to look at Antoine Hilton, whose face was a horrible mix of anger, fear, panic, and sheer embarrassment, and advised calmly, “If you don’t want to, no one can force you to go down. We can bring you out, and we can also bring you back.”
“Thank you, Serene Wizard.”
Antoine Hilton’s chest heaved a couple of times to calm himself. First, he expressed his appreciation for Serene Wizard’s guarantee, then with determination, he said, “I should solve the trouble I caused. As the current president, I did poorly at my job and brought a bad reputation to the ‘New Blood Mutual Aid Association.’ If I survive today, I will resign!”
Listening to these words, Link felt that something was wrong.
It seemed like Antoine Hilton was very wary of Rivers Francis, thinking that he might not be able to defeat Rivers.
But he was already in his fourth year while Rivers was only in his third.
Even if they were both third-class wizard apprentices, he should have been promoted a year earlier than Rivers!
If it was Link, he would have completed all the preparations for official wizard promotion in this year. At the very least, he would have had a far superior ability compared to other third-class wizard apprentices.
Why did Antoine Hilton seem to lack confidence?
Was there something special about Rivers, or was there a problem with Antoine himself?
Of course, if Link could notice this, so could Wizard Palo and other wizards like Serene and Cody.
Wizard Palo’s face grew colder and colder.
Cody, the aged wizard, had a wrinkled old face and it was difficult to discern any special expression on it.
Only Serene Wizard, who after some thought, provided a practical suggestion, “Don’t forcefully resist, respond calmly, wait for a change of circumstances, then make your move.”
These sixteen words indeed provided a practical tactic.
Link felt that this not only suited Antoine Hilton but it also suited him very well.
After all, having the “Defender 3202” suit provided good defense, making it perfect for becoming more defensive and carrying out counterattacks.
“Thank you Serene Wizard.”
Antoine Hilton sincerely thanked her, then turned to Rivers,
“Come on, I’ll give you what you want!”
Perhaps it was a habit, but Antoine Hilton still managed to make a compliment at this moment.
“Before the eyes of several distinguished wizards, I will fight you fairly!”