Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 162 Questioning
How terrifying! How horrible!
If it weren't for the magic of the sorcerer in the pendant, which allowed him to fly, Yaro might have already collapsed to his knees, his body weak with exhaustion.

It's not that his will wasn't strong enough.

Rather, it is the magic that flows from a proper wizard, which inherently possesses the ability to influence both matter and spirit!
With so many wizards allowing magical energy to oscillate, the intertwined magical energy naturally affects the nerves in the bodies of the weak, causing them to lose control of their bodies.

The spell 'Mental Pressure' was developed based on this theory.

But... Yaro pulled through!
Black flames blazed fiercely as they glided through the air, casting huge shadows over the seats.

Within the enormous fire phoenix, golden hair flowed slowly, like a bright flame or the rising sun.

Bright, but not dazzling.

"Bang bang bang!"

The wooden hammer struck the base, producing a dull sound.

Anthony frowned and snapped, "The council hall is not your training ground! Put away your magic now!"

The wizards hesitated, but the situation in the council hall was far from comfortable for them.

Moreover, the blond boy they originally intended to target had already arrived at the center of the council, so continuing would only be a waste of magic.

Although reluctant to follow Anthony's orders, many wizards began to withdraw their magic.

Once someone takes the lead, others, no matter how unwilling, have no choice but to follow.

If subsequent wizards do not follow, their magic will impact other wizards.

Such an impact can often be seen as a provocation.

Magic has the ability to sense things, and no one likes it when someone else's magic flows freely through their body, allowing them to examine their own physique.

Anthony's lips twitched slightly.

All beginnings are hard.

With this instance of compliance, the subsequent operations will be much easier.

That's why Anthony "reverted" to his previous "kindness" towards the blond boy who glided in.

"Good! As expected of my junior brother, his strength is indeed extraordinary!"

Yaro landed on the ground, and the surging black flames and phoenixes on his back also condensed.

The Black Flame Phoenix is ​​a product of the convergence of abyssal power, and in order to maintain its enormous size, the amount of 'fuel' it needs will naturally increase significantly.

Even though Yaro expanded the range of the 'Abyss Contract' spell, his clothing was too thin and wouldn't last long anyway.

Yaro didn't know why this so-called 'senior brother' had come to see him, nor did he know how long he would be delayed here.

To prevent their original clothes from being burned and resulting in the horrific sight of them running naked in public, they had no choice but to give up the powerful assistance provided by the giant fire phoenix.

Turning around, Yaro sized up the middle-aged man who was dressed in fine clothes, looked wealthy, and had a smile on his face.

There are no wrinkles around the corners of his eyes, his face is asymmetrical, and he has a classic fake smile and a false sense of satisfaction.

When he struck the hammer, the surrounding wizards reacted differently. The fact that they dared to show their true emotions indicated that the others were not unfamiliar with him, suggesting that he was also a resident wizard of the academy, while they had never heard of or seen him before.

Bosco has said many times that no wizard in the academy is close to him.

and so……

Where is Lord Bosco?

Yaro had no interest in playing along with him and wasting his time.

Anthony frowned. He was already tired of hearing this question and was suppressing his anger. He didn't expect that his "junior brother" would not only ignore him but also ask this question first.

The feigned friendliness vanished instantly, and Anthony coldly gave the same reply: "He has been defeated and imprisoned by me."

"you?"

Yaro didn't believe it at first, but as soon as he finished questioning, a chorus of laughter immediately erupted around him.

"Yeah, you?"

"What makes you think you can beat Bosco?"

After Yaro walked through the magical pressure of countless wizards head-on, regardless of the means he used, he still gained the wizards' basic recognition.

This recognition is fundamental. Only with this recognition will Yaro not be perceived as inferior by some wizards, and only then will he have the precondition to speak in their eyes. Don't underestimate this precondition; countless wizards hold this mindset. If Yaro doesn't have this right to speak, many wizards will certainly feel offended and naturally won't respond.

Although this agreement didn't help Yarrow much, it did give him an important piece of information.

Bosco has disappeared!

Another thought immediately followed... Nobody is saving Delia and Keita!

Yaro was in a state of utter confusion.

With so many students trapped in the misty alternate dimension, the academy is in complete chaos. If Bosco were free, he would definitely show up!

Therefore, Bosco now only has two possibilities.

To die or to be trapped.

The wizards continued to target Anthony with ill intent.

"You must have used your position to poison Bosco, which is why you didn't dare take us to see Bosco!"

"It's just a power core, what's wrong with taking us in to take a look?"

……

The more Yaro listened, the more irritated he became, and his anger rose with each disgusting word.

Is this the Owl Wizarding Academy?

Are these the college's instructors?

Given the current turmoil in the academy, wouldn't any one of these formal wizards be able to easily sweep through the chaos?
With so many students in the Misty Otherworld in imminent danger, why were they completely unmoved?
And this so-called 'senior brother'...

Yaro buried his head and clenched his fists.

He needs to suppress himself.

He reminded himself: everyone around him was a legitimate wizard, and no matter how angry he was, he shouldn't lose his composure. If he offended these people, he would suffer the consequences.

His shoulders were trembling slightly.

The surrounding sounds were as piercing as swords.

It felt as if a huge rock was blocking his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

Senior Delia...

Keitan...

Yaro's lips were trembling.

"You people...you're disgusting!"

Black mist was spreading, and a hint of scarlet appeared in the eyes of the beautiful divine bird.

"what are you saying?"

Anthony, who was maintaining a calm expression and engaging in a heated debate with the wizards around him, turned around in surprise.

The arguing wizards around them stopped and turned their amused gazes toward Yaro.

It's been so long since I've seen... such a daring apprentice.

To call a group of wizards disgusting?
That's interesting...that's really interesting!

A crazy idea suddenly popped into Yaro's mind.

The thought even startled him.

But the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

As he reflected on these things, his anger gradually subsided.

Just do it!

Before that, we need to find a way to rescue the students in the Misty Otherworld.

Thinking of this, Yaro raised his head, stared intently at Anthony, and questioned, "Countless students have been bewitched by Alice and are about to be sacrificed. Don't you know that?!"

(End of this chapter)