Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 159 Senior Brother
The streets were in complete chaos.

The wounded wailed incessantly, the prisoners roared furiously, and their relatives pleaded with them. The law enforcement team and the guards were covered in grime, yet their steps were unusually hurried.

The scene that came into view made Yaro subconsciously look around at the surrounding buildings.

"The mysterious hall is not far away, so... I have indeed arrived at the Battle Corner Street?"

Is there an invasion by foreign enemies?

wrong!

Both prisoners and wounded were wearing Owl Academy apprentice robes, indicating that this was an internal incident.

But... what does this have to do with me?

Beneath Yaro's calm face, an invisible flame raged within his bright eyes.

I never intentionally cause trouble.

This includes, but is not limited to, competitions, treasure hunts, group missions, song and dance banquets... I will not participate in anything that might attract the attention of others.

It was almost like being in prison; I spent my time in the college, quietly living a peaceful life with one or two close friends.

The results of it?
Was this a man-made disaster or an act of divine intervention?

Pooh!
However, they never treated their apprentices as human beings!

So what if a blood sacrifice is necessary?
There will always be criminals, the world is so vast, and all legitimate wizards possess great power and creative abilities.

Why not just concoct some random items and exchange them for condemned prisoners with one king after another?
Even if it is mandatory to be from the outer continent, just like apprentices, isn't the method still the same, just with the added step of transporting them back?
Yaro didn't know if his thoughts were right or wrong.

It's possible that, just as farmers cannot understand the thoughts of nomads, there are other unspeakable difficulties.

But at this moment, Yarrow was not there to understand the other party.

He was furious inside, but he forced himself to suppress it—he was extremely frustrated!
Even the Buddha has a Vajra wrath; how can a kind person be bullied?
So... blow it up! Blow up this entire academy!

A small amount of homemade explosives is certainly not enough, but... a whole yard for self-defense is hardly a small amount.

The main buildings of the Academy of Destruction... should be enough.

Moreover, there's a joke from Yaro's past life—"Add a little sugar and you have Ivan!"

"Calm down, Yaro!"

Yaro took a deep breath. He knew that anger wouldn't solve anything; it would only create more problems.

he knows.

My emotions are surging, and my reason is becoming extreme.

He was trying to convince himself.

"Don't let anger cloud your judgment, and don't let the desire for destruction consume your mind!"

"Senior Delia and chubby Keitan may not be dead yet."

"With Professor Bosco around, he'll definitely have a solution!"

"Yes! Professor Bosco is still here!"

Yaro let out a soft sigh and stepped into the mysterious hall.

……

As soon as Yaro turned the corner, he was stopped by a team of fully armed law enforcement officers.

"Halt! You're not a law enforcement officer, what are you doing here!"

Has a state of full alert been entered?

Yaro had no intention of causing trouble and understood the vigilance of the law enforcement headquarters at this time, so he honestly explained, "I am a student of Wizard Bosco, and I came here to see him."

"Lord Bosco's student?"

"Is it that apprentice named Yarrow Garner?"

“It seems to be like this according to the rumors.” Yaro caught the whispers of several law enforcement officers and immediately responded, while taking out his personal name card: “That’s right, it’s me. This is my personal name card, which is enough to prove my identity.”

After being carried around for a long time, the personal name card will resonate with the owner's magical aura. Upon receiving the owner's magic, it will emit a faint green light.

As the words 'Yaro Gana' appeared in the void, glowing with a faint green light, the law enforcers nodded slightly, confirming Yaro's identity.

One of the freckled youths said, "Wait a moment, I'll go and inform them."

Why is it necessary to issue a notification?

Is Professor Bosco busy with something?
Although Yaro was puzzled, his expression remained kind: "Of course, thank you for your trouble."

After the brown-haired youth left, Yaro tentatively approached the people around him, hoping to glean some information from them.

Unfortunately, it's unclear whether they were given a gag order or simply didn't know.

No matter what Yaro asked, they remained silent.

……

Under a sky full of stars, the towering and majestic parliament hall was now packed to capacity.

The wizards in their seats had various expressions and whispered among themselves. Many of them made no attempt to hide their disdain and cast disdainful glances at Anthony, who sat at the head of the conference hall.

The well-off Anthony, however, remained calm and relaxed, closing his eyes to rest.

He had anticipated that others might question him.

However, when the other party involved does not directly deny it, the nature of the matter is already determined, and naturally many people will believe it.

If something has been done, is undefeated, and the righteous party has not denied it, then the righteous party's power will naturally be shared.

Moreover, given the nature of wizards, few wizards would engage in combat in public, revealing their main methods.

Even so, it would be best to continue to release the news of Bosco's defeat through another channel and verify it from multiple perspectives.

In addition, this channel should ideally have a certain degree of credibility.

It would be even better if he could avoid getting along with Anthony himself.

Only if someone is at odds with Anthony will people believe the truth of this story.

But Anthony couldn't allow other wizards to enter the academy's core of power.

and so……

"Dean, Yaro has arrived outside the law enforcement headquarters."

Just in time!

Anthony's heart stirred slightly. He slowly opened his eyes and calmly ordered, "Bring him here and tell him that his senior brother is waiting for him here."

After defeating Bosco, Anthony has essentially escaped Bosco's shadow and established his own unique prestige.

Bringing up the fact that he is Bosco's disciple at this point would only be using Bosco's prestige as fuel for self-sufficiency, rather than diminishing his own existence once again.

Snapped!
The freckled youth quickly stood with his legs together in a salute, his shiny black leather shoes making a crisp sound, and responded excitedly, "Yes, sir! Dean Anthony!"

After saying that, the freckled young man turned around deliberately and left the conference hall with small, quick steps.

……

"What? You want me to go to some council hall? Where is my senior brother waiting for me?" Yaro looked at the freckled youth who was out of breath and repeated his words with a look of surprise.

"What happened? Who is my senior brother? Why is he in the council hall?"

The council hall was the highest institution of the academy, so how could Yaro not know it? He just didn't quite understand who this sudden senior brother was.

I've never heard the wizard Bosco mention that.

"You'll see when you get there." The freckled youth offered a slight compliment, but said nothing more, only repeatedly urging Yaro to go.

(End of this chapter)