I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 5 The So-Called Truth (Please Read More)
This scene is comparable to any scene in a large-scale banned book.

Beth collapsed to the ground powerlessly. The pain in her abdomen was like childbirth, making her clench her teeth and only make hissing sounds through her teeth.

"It's done!"

Ron clapped his hands and sighed sincerely:
"Thank goodness I'm here. Miss Talia made the right choice by hiring me as a tutor!"

After saying that, Ron walked out of the bathroom without caring about the thief's violent twitching body.

He planned to find his employer and report his achievements to her.

This filled Ron with motivation.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.
But at this moment, a steady sound of footsteps suddenly came from the dark corridor that seemed to have no end.

I saw a tall figure with bronze skin but extremely pale hands. He was holding a jeweled sword and emerged from the darkness.

"Mr. Ancesta" looked at everything in front of him, especially when he saw Beth lying powerlessly on the ground, his face twitched and a boundless anger suddenly surged in his heart.

"You beast, what did you do to my student!?"

The blond boy's mouth twitched at the sound of this righteous roar.

What do you mean I did what?
You're justified in stealing things?

This made Ron sigh inwardly: the kingdom is developing, society is progressing, but while beating the younger ones, the older ones are coming, yet they are still so arrogant.

If you don't know, you might think that Ron Griffith has done something shameful!

"Are you her teacher? Even thieves have a master-apprentice system these days?"

Ron drew out the sword from his wizard robe again and held it across his chest. While he was speaking harshly, he was also secretly on guard in his heart.

The previous battle made him realize that he was facing ruthless characters who were willing to kill.

And now, the enemy actually has accomplices.

Without a doubt, it was a tough battle!
Ancesta ignored Ron's provocation. He looked past Ron and at the student who had been ultimately insulted by the young man.

If he hadn't noticed something was wrong, his only student would probably have died here today!

This was his most perfect masterpiece, yet it was defiled right under his nose by a yellow-haired guy.

Unforgivable!

"You deserve to die!"

"Ancesta" waved the jewel-studded sword in his pale hand and made a sword flower, like a veteran knight, his whole body revealing the lonely temperament of a master.

With a sword?
Ron's expression remained unchanged, but he flicked his wrist and followed suit with an awkward sword move.

"Your sword is too slow."

Seeing this scene, "Mr. Ancesta" sneered, as if mocking the young man's arrogance.

The body he occupied had extremely advanced swordsmanship, but because his magical talent was too low, he could not learn the "holy swordsmanship" and was eliminated from the assessment of the Knights Templar.

And now, after being transformed by the forbidden truth he mastered, this body has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the secret room, a jar filled with a white solution shook twice, emitting a dim light as if it had received some instructions.

One, two, three.
More than a dozen jars vibrated one after another, and were soon covered with a tranquil glow of different colors. They were operating in an orderly manner, synchronizing their magic with a strange device.

In the dark corridor, Ancesta felt a strong force emerging from his body.

That is the resonance of different magics,
That is the truth that can change this backward era!
"Foolish people, listen to the words of truth!"

Boom!
The soles of his feet, blessed by the magic of the wind element, stomped on the ground fiercely, and Ancesta's body was so fast that it left a shadow.

The long sword in his hand turned into a flash of light and was swung in front of Ron in an instant.

next moment.

"Holy Sword Technique!" Bang!
A gunshot pierced the night sky, and the figure of "Mr. Ancesta" who was within seven steps of Ron suddenly stopped. The huge force dragged him back half a step.

This madman who had spent his entire life trying to glimpse the truth stared at the clear crater on the sword in astonishment and stood there in a daze.

boom!
Ron pulled the trigger again, and three bullets that seemed to be condensed from pure light rushed out of the gun barrel.
Even if "Mr. Ancesta" synchronized the amplification of more than a dozen first-level magics, he could not clearly see the trajectory of the bullet.

He moved his body in a panic and used the sword in his hand to block his head.

bang-

The jewel-encrusted sword suddenly broke in the middle, with the tip of the sword slanting into the floor, symbolizing the final end of its owner.

"you!"

"Ancesta" finally panicked. He couldn't imagine that the forbidden truth he had been studying for a long time was forced into such a situation by a pistol.

However, when he saw Ron turning the gun towards him, he still tried his best to twist his body, trying to avoid the fatal blow.

next moment.

boom!
Three bullets that seemed to be condensed from pure light rushed out of the gun barrel,

The first one shattered the invisible shield surrounding Ancestra.

The second one followed immediately and instantly penetrated into his brain, rendering the healing magic completely ineffective.

The third one ripped open his skull, spilling the brain matter and blood everywhere.

thump--

"Ancesta"'s body fell limply to the ground, his chestnut eyes filled with resentment.

He stared blankly at the revolver in Ron's hand, as if he finally figured something out.

Finally, his lips moved and he uttered his last words:

"You call this holy swordsmanship."

[You cast Holy Sword Technique and killed a "Fallen Creature of Truth". Your Holy Sword Technique proficiency +70.]

Seeing the prompt on the proficiency panel, Ron thought to himself, "That was a close call."

The enemy's speed just now was something he had never seen before. A monster that could block bullets with a sword was completely beyond the ability of a mage apprentice like him to deal with.

If the narrow corridor had not restricted the opponent to charging in one direction, and if his holy swordsmanship had not been so fast and accurate, he would probably have died here today.

Beth, the "teacher", lay powerless on the ground with tears streaming from her eyes.

She stared at the stiff corpse lying on the floor, which had lost most of its head, and couldn't believe that all this was true.

At this moment, she felt as if something was being pulled away from her heart.

Beth struggled to get up from the ground, her eyes under the mask had turned red. She grabbed the dagger and stabbed Ron while enduring the pain that was gradually dissipating.

She wants revenge for her teacher!

Even if the price is this life!

"Devil! Beast! I will make you pay with your life!"

Ron felt a little numb from the vague and hoarse curses.

He couldn't understand why these guys who broke the law and killed people at will, enough to be criticized for several episodes on "Morality and the Rule of Law", were so self-righteous.

how?

Should honest people be pointed at guns?

I'm so angry, when will we honest people be able to stand up?
(End of this chapter)