Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 320 Who are you?
"It's a creature that looks very similar to these statues."

Yaro didn't delve into this topic, but instead asked, "Now that I've answered one of your questions, shouldn't you tell me who you are?"

"Me?" A harsh laugh came from the corner. "Heh heh! Didn't you just greet me?"

"I hate it when people pretend to be mysterious or supernatural!"

Yaro gave a cold shout, and the black flame phoenix behind him resonated in response.

"Chirp—!"

Fiery Sword Technique - Blazing Fire!
Crescent Moon Sword Technique - Emei Crescent Moon 'Diagonal Slash'!
Intense flames erupted from the greatsword, and as the blade danced, a crescent-shaped arc of flame shot out, bursting towards a dark corner outside the church.

Bang!
The flames, which contained little power to begin with, were easily shattered by a crimson force.

But precisely because the flames were not condensed enough, the shattered crescent of flames transformed into a sky full of sparks, illuminating the dark areas with a clear light.

In that corner stood a skeletal torso, its surface a waxy yellow.

Like a piece of dried-out cured meat, it has no vitality whatsoever.

However, this very mummy was dressed in a black and white Gothic-style nun's habit.

Yaro couldn't recognize who the mummified corpse was, but he was quite familiar with the clothes on it.

Mars gradually dimmed, and the mummified corpse once again sank into the night, but Yaro, who had already discerned 'her' location, still kept his gaze locked on 'her' by the faint starlight.

"Who are you!"

Yarrow repeated this statement.

In the darkness, the mummified corpse chuckled and said, "Look at my clothes, I am the Viscountess!"

Yaro simply couldn't believe that the mummified corpse could be the 'Viscountess'.

He was more convinced that the monster was playing a trick on him!

I really like your answer!

"I was actually complaining that I hadn't killed enough!"

The greatsword suddenly roared, flames erupted, and the demonic phoenix let out a sharp cry.

He held the Fiery Greatsword upright, its crystal tip pointing diagonally downwards.

The power of the abyss gathered on his back, and the black flame phoenix folded its wings.

The mummified corpse cried out, "Wait! Look what this is!"

In the firelight, Yaro could vaguely see that the mummified corpse was holding up a crystal-like piece of amber, with a tiny human figure in the center of the amber.

With a slight shift in his consciousness, Yaro stopped using the magic to activate 'Magic Strike - Phoenix Beak' and instead released some of his fire magic as a light spell.

Swish!
A ball of light floated out, emitting a soft glow.

"They look very similar, but the two pieces of amber I just saw were brownish-green, while this piece is deep red."

As if sensing Yaro's doubts, the dried corpse immediately explained, "I tried to convert this little elf into a blood elf, but just like the fairy girl before, I haven't succeeded in converting her yet."

With just this one sentence, Yaro not only believed that the amber was the little sprite left behind by the white deer, but also became somewhat suspicious of the identity of the mummified corpse in front of him.

"Could it be that the system can award experience points simply by defeating the enemy, without them even needing to shout for surrender?"

"But the experience points aren't right either!"

"Without killing enemies, the experience gained is very little."

"How powerful an enemy would you need to gain over 5,000 experience points without killing it?"

"I'm afraid there aren't even enough qualified wizards?"

Yaro remained silent for a long time, the black mist surrounding him gradually receded, and the flashing magic patterns on his body began to subside.

He seemed to have abandoned his intention to attack. "Who exactly are you? And what are your intentions?"

When he asked the question again, Yaro's voice sounded extremely wary.

The mummified corpse said hoarsely, "I am just a homeless wretched worm, a maggot hiding in the darkness. Someone as important as you, living in the sunlight, has no need to care about someone as insignificant as me."

"As for my intentions... I just wanted to say goodbye to you, such an important person, and also to see what kind of person the legendary, glamorous, and righteous person is really."

Glamorous and full of a sense of justice...

Upon hearing these words, Yaro felt a chill run down his spine, and the black flame phoenix phantom behind him immediately assumed an attack stance.

"No, no, no, I don't want to fight you to the death. I've always hated fighting, so I have no intention of pursuing those five thousand magic stones. Getting a thousand magic stones is enough to make up for the loss of my blood clone." The dried corpse put the bright red amber in its hand on the ground and waved its hands repeatedly to indicate that it had no hostility.

"Is that so?" Yaro seemed to believe 'her' words.

next moment--

Yaro's body suddenly plummeted!

Bang!
Gale, flames, and black mist—these three forces combined to form a powerful fiery drill.

That gleaming heavy sword is the tip of the fiery drill bit!

"Magic Strike Technique - Phoenix Beak!"

"Chirp—!"

A bloodthirsty phoenix cry resounded in the void as Yaro launched his attack without warning.

boom!
The mummified corpse exploded instantly, bursting into a fireball almost at the same moment as Feng Ming.

……

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, and the Fiery Sword Technique has gained 2 skill experience points]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Magic Strike skill gains 4 experience points]

……

The two pitiful experience points felt like a mockery from the enemy.

Just then, a seductive voice rang out from the void, "I didn't expect you to suddenly intervene under these circumstances. It really makes me a little disappointed in your righteous image!"

Disappointed?

Yaro breathed heavily, trying to recover from his earlier exertion, while looking around for the enemy's whereabouts.

He hasn't forgotten the mistakes he made before!
Previously, my body was inexplicably controlled, but I didn't even know when the other person did it!

In this situation, wasting time talking to the same enemy is just like falling into the same trap twice.
The sexy voice said with disappointment, "I was curious to see what kind of righteous person someone would be who would turn a wizarding school upside down for the sake of other people's lives. I never expected you to have such a hypocritical and ruthless side."

"Hypocritical and ruthless? I'm truly delighted to hear such an assessment from the enemy!"

"If it were a dead enemy's assessment of me, I think I would be happier."

Yaro responded nonchalantly, focusing his attention on the 'Cat Walking Fist - Running' and using language to guide him:

“I have never considered myself to represent justice. I may have just done what you desperately wanted to do, but you didn’t dare to, so you placed all your hopes for a better future on me?”

"What are you suppressing in your heart? What is it that you know is bad, but you dare not resist?"

"But in the end, did they miss the chance to resist?"

The eerie church remained silent for a long time.

Just when Yaro thought the enemy had quietly escaped, a long sigh inexplicably rang out again.

Has anyone ever said you're very smart?

(End of this chapter)