Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 321 The Little Girl
“Many people have said this, but there’s one more today,” Yaro replied casually.

She seemed to believe Yaro's words and sighed sadly, "Indeed, it's no wonder that you could do such amazing things at such a young age. I am really not as good as you."

Yaro maintained his magic spell and slowly circled around, coaxing the enemy to continue speaking: "Can you tell me what's been weighing on your mind?"

She chuckled softly: "I can't talk about my affairs, but I can talk about the blood clone you just killed, about her life."

"Oh?"

Yaro paused for a moment.

"Judging from 'her' words, the so-called 'blood clone' is actually made from a living person?"

"Does the system also consider the 'blood clone' as an independent entity?"

The system lacks a manual, so there are many things that Yaro needs to constantly summarize, explore, and experiment with.

Only by understanding the rules governing system operation can we make better use of the system.

She, of course, had no idea what Yaro was thinking, and continued along the previous topic:

"Martha was born into a small merchant family. Although life wasn't very good, they weren't short of food or clothing. In those days, they were considered a wealthy family. And because of this, when she had just turned five, a stupid thief named 'Liffie' came to their house..."

The sound in the void is very elusive, but no matter how the sound changes, the sound waves always propagate in a wide area, and the volume decreases with distance.

As we can see from the movement in the sky just now, the sound did not originate from the ground, but rather from mid-air, and it was also moving slightly.

The situation in mid-air was crystal clear; there was simply nowhere to hide.

Moreover, Yaro had also approached several locations where the sound was coming from, but found nothing unusual.

"...Although 'Liffie' killed Martha's parents, he spared Martha and locked her in a room full of dismembered limbs before fleeing in panic."

"The poor little girl just stood there facing the blood all over the ground, watching her parents' flesh and blood mixed together."

"She kept screaming until her voice became hoarse."

"She kept crying until she couldn't see anything."

"But not a single neighbor came to look... not even once!"

"She was cold, hungry, scared, and tired, but her once warm home was now stained with her parents' blood, and she didn't even have a place to hide."

"Time passed by like this, one day, two days..."

"Just as she was on the verge of death, the sound of the door opening finally came..."

Yarrow looked at a strange angel statue on the outside of the church: "Were you there then?"

"Of course it wasn't me, it was that stupid thief 'Liffie'. He actually kept his eyes on this little girl locked up at home. After buying her a new set of clothes with the money he stole, he disguised himself as a merchant and went back there, and adopted this blind, mute... even somewhat crazy little Martha."

Yaro frowned slightly, then looked at another angel statue and replied perfunctorily, "It's a sad story. I can imagine the repressed hatred in little Martha's heart later on."

"Can you imagine the conflicted mindset of that stupid thief 'Liffie'? When Martha killed him with my power, he was actually laughing!"

"Because he saw Martha open her eyes and say things full of hatred."

"But Martha... she cried again."

"This is truly a complete tragedy," Yarrow commented.

"Is that all?" she asked softly. "What else?" Yaro countered.

To cry in front of the enemy to express one's grief?
She asked in confusion, "After killing a girl from such a background, didn't you feel any remorse?"

“I won’t hold back because of what the enemy’s background or what story they have. An enemy is an enemy—like you!” Yaro’s voice was cold. Right now, he only wanted to find the enemy’s location.

The voice from the void said, "You don't need to be so hostile towards me. I've already said that I'm just here to meet a legendary figure and I won't attack you again."

"Besides... I might not even be your match."

"Actually, I don't quite understand why your desire to attack is so strong. Shouldn't you wizards be the kind of people who are sinister and prioritize profit in everything?"

Yaro said in a low voice, "What you said makes a lot of sense. I've weighed the pros and cons—could you please, could you die yourself?"

"You're not trying to stop me from delivering a message, are you? It's no use. Like I said before, I'm just here to say goodbye. I already sent out the information about you here a long time ago. My real body has already left this place. The person I'm talking to now is just using some methods I prepared beforehand."

Upon hearing these words, Yaro was startled. The Fiery Greatsword, which had been secretly warming up, was no longer suppressed and burst forth with white, blazing flames once more.

During the previous investigation, Yaro had already found the source of the sound—those strange angel statues!

The sounds seemed to be coming from the angel statues in turn, which is why Yaro was stalling for time, trying to find the right target before making his move.

But at this point, he dared not hold back any longer!

Magical Technique - Black Flame Tremor Wings!
In just a moment, Yaro's swaying body went from stillness to motion, and suddenly transformed into a bolt of lightning.

Fiery Sword Technique - Accumulated Flame!
Crescent Moon Sword Technique - Emei Crescent Moon 'Diagonal Slash'!
boom!
Lightning ignited a burst of flames, tracing a long, winding arc in an instant.

Thud...thud!

A series of collisions and explosions were compressed into an extremely short period of time.

Numerous intricately carved angel heads rapidly exploded, sending sand and gravel flying, and the words in the void quickly fell silent.

Yaro paused, sword in hand, and looked back at the route of his attack.

The sand and dust quickly settled, revealing deeply buried magical patterns.

The voice of the void did not lie!
These statues are indeed just part of a pre-installed magic circle!
Squeak!

The church's wooden doors opened automatically, and that familiar voice emanated from within once more:

"See? I didn't lie to you, did I? Can we talk this over now?"

“I’m about to start looking for a new place to live again, and before that, I’d like to get to know someone as important as you.”

"With you? What's there to talk about?" Yaro said, but he stopped wielding his fiery heavy sword, his eyes flickering slightly, hesitant for a moment.

Judging from her words and actions, it's likely that her real self has indeed left.

But she left way too fast, didn't she?
When did she leave?

And how did they leave?
And don't they need to clean up at all?

Yaro found it hard to believe that she could leave so quietly right under his nose.

But he was also afraid that the enemy had indeed left, and that in the process of leaving, they might encounter the white deer that was outside the city.

(End of this chapter)