Chapter 93: Cold-Blooded Madness

Lin Ke saw it clearly.

At the instant the rocks fell, Lifusi Fulansi turned into flame again and escaped from the swamp.

Only Antoine Sheldon himself was hit by the Falling Stone Technique.

Sure enough, Lifusi Fulansi's figure appeared at the edge of the arena.

Although disheveled, covered in blisters, his forehead split open with a large wound, blood flowing nonstop, his right arm dangling, possibly dislocated or broken, even standing was a bit unsteady.

But Lifusi Fulansi was undoubtedly the winner of this extremely brief duel.

Those standing live; those fallen die.

It's that simple.

Looking up at the "camera" overlooking the arena, Lifusi Fulansi hooked both index fingers upward from the corners of his mouth, smearing a flat, big V with blood, then grinned, showing a bright, sunny smile.

At this moment, Lifusi Fulansi gave Lin Ke the feeling of being a completely mad clown.

Afterwards, Lifusi Fulansi performed a farewell salute, refused the staff's help, picked up his own belongings, forced his body to move, and left staggeringly.

In the private box.

Paro Wizard's face was so dark it could drip water.

Decades ago, he founded the Newblood Mutual Aid Society, whose slogan was "United in Sincerity" and purpose was "mutual help".

Who would have thought that just a few years of neglect would lead to such a rapid decline.

Scheming and fighting for power and profit, oppressing fellow students.

What pained and disgusted him most was the pimping going on inside the society!

Why, after receiving the intel and guessing Peter Leonel's intent, did Paro Wizard still bring Antoine Hilton to the appointment?

He just wanted to see whether the current president, who had been in office for two years, actually had the strength to back up his tricks.

Could he kill the equally disgusting Lifusi Fulansi?

As a result, in this disappointing matter, Antoine Hilton did not let Paro Wizard down.

"Peter, have you finished both of your tasks?"

A moment later, Paro Wizard regained his composure and asked in a flat tone.

He was somewhat unwilling to stay any longer.

"Of course, please do as you wish."

Peter Leonel actually knew that tonight's "Newblood Mutual Aid Society" self‑slaughter show would at most disgust Paro Wizard a little.

But that's exactly what he wanted.

Paro Wizard disgusted, Peter Leonel happy.

So the happy Peter Leonel generously said, "But if you keep entertaining yourself here, playing around, I'll cover all the expenses."

Paro Wizard waved his hand, rose, and left.

Selin Wizard and Cody Wizard followed.

Four second‑year members of the Newblood Mutual Aid Society still hadn't recovered from the shock of Antoine Hilton's death; they were dazed, their reactions slowed by a beat, before finally moving.

Lin Ke could only keep pace with them.

Thus, the five fell three steps behind Paro Wizard, and two steps behind Selin Wizard and Cody Wizard.

Sophie Lucia gritted her teeth, leaned in, and whispered a few words into her cousin Soren Lucia's ear.

"Wait!"

Soren Lucia immediately spoke up, calling a halt to Paro Wizard's group.

"Paro, it seems something sudden has come up."

Peter Leonel trusted Soren Lucia, with whom he'd gone through life‑and‑death several times, so without asking he chimed in, "Why not wait a bit?"

"What is it?"

Paro Wizard turned expressionlessly, "If you have something, say it quick; if not, don't waste my time. Peter, you don't really want to see me truly lose my temper!"

Soren Lucia then leaned into Peter Leonel's ear and reported what Sophie Lucia had said.

"Paro, you seem to have brought along a little guy who hasn't joined your Newblood Mutual Aid Society. You wouldn't tell me that your society has sunk so low as to need outside help to take part in our bet, would you?"

After hearing Soren Lucia's words, Peter Leonel's mouth curled into a smirk, his tone full of sarcasm, "Well… as long as you admit your Newblood Mutual Aid Society is down on its luck, I can totally not stop this little guy from joining our bet. Otherwise word would get out and people would laugh, thinking I'm actually afraid of a kid!"

Sophie Lucia, who had been expecting something to happen, couldn't help but feel a bit dumbfounded.

This was completely unlike what she had imagined.

Shouldn't it be that Peter Leonel the wizard forbids that guy from participating in the bet, then he loses Paro Wizard's favor and support, gradually fades into obscurity, and can never rise again?

How could this be?

Sophie Lucia felt deep disappointment.

Lin Ke also felt quite surprised by the sudden turn of events.

I had thought tonight's affairs were over, with nothing concerning him.

Who would have thought that, just as he was about to leave the private box, being a step slow would actually bring about an unexpected twist.

Paro Wizard glanced at Lin Ke, who had stepped aside as he turned, and said in a flat tone, "I admit the Newblood Mutual Aid Society is now down on its luck. Peter, are you happy?"

Having said that, Paro Wizard no longer paid attention to Peter Leonel and his group, turned, and left.

This time the group faced no obstruction and filed out in single file.

On the return trip, they still rode in two hovercars, just one person fewer than on the way there.

Driving halfway, the two hovercars split, one heading to the East District Pharmacy, the other to the Academy.

In the car, Lin Ke carefully pondered the earlier battle.

There was one detail Lin Ke remembered clearly: before getting on the stage, both Lifusi Fulansi and Antoine had equipped rune items and wizard devices.

But during the actual duel, they relied solely on wizardry, carrying or using no external object at all.

This may be due to the rules, or may be due to an unspoken understanding between the Paro Wizard and Peter Leonnel.

Whatever the reason, it made Lin Ke feel creepy.

Whether it's the rules or the tacit understanding, it shows that such life-and-death duels among subordinates are not rare, even common—only then can they arise.

When faced with provocation, among the three wizards, only Selin Wizard respected Antoine Hilton's wish.

The Paro Wizard and the Cody Wizard tacitly accepted it, and this life-and-death duel was bound to happen.

The nature of wizards is rationality and cold-bloodedness.

At this moment, Lin Ke's understanding of wizards finally set aside appearances and pointed directly to one of their essences.

With a soft sigh, Lin Ke gathered his thoughts, stopped wandering, and turned his head to look at the night outside the window.

Then, Lin Ke's gaze gradually became indifferent.

The hovercar moved silently, and the night outside the window receded backwards.

After a while, the hovercar stopped at the station outside the academy.

Members of the Newblood Mutual Aid Society from the second and third years eagerly got off the car and rushed toward the academy.

The faint chill gradually emanating from Lin Ke made them somewhat unable to bear it.

Not every 12-, 13-, 14-, or 15-year-old Newblood is like Lin Ke and Lifusi Fulansi, with blood and lives on their hands!

Lin Ke deliberately got off the car slowly, walked out of the station slowly, walked slowly to a secluded corner, and then waited quietly.

He earlier caught sight of Lifusi Fulansi riding a two-wheel vehicle, closely following the hovercar he was on.

After a moment, Lifusi Fulansi's figure was still disheveled, but his expression was manic as he slowly emerged from the night.

"Linke Grand, you've got guts."

"So-so."

If it were two weeks ago, Lin Ke's first choice would have been to sneak back into the academy.

Even if he had to fight, he would mainly rely on ambush, launching a few waves of sneak attacks first.

Rather than now, silently waiting for Lifusi Fulansi to appear, preparing for a head-on clash while Lifusi Fulansi is in a weakened state.

People's thoughts and personalities can change.

"Ah-ha!"

Lifusi Fulansi stood far away, arms spread, adopting a defenseless pose, and laughed maniacally: "You actually want to kill me! Are you seeking revenge for Antoine Hilton? Or did you sense my threat and want to eliminate me in advance?"

Lin Ke said nothing, merely preparing to use a big killer procured by Selin Wizard.

Once the battle began, Lin Ke had no intention of purely clashing with Lifusi Fulansi using wizardry; if he could settle it with magical devices, he would.

"It's fine if you don't speak; I'll do the talking!"

Lifusi Fulansi still had his arms spread, stepping back a few steps to reduce his threat perception, his face manic but his tone unusually serious: "You and I are the same kind of people; to climb up, we spare no means!"

However, you walk the broad road of diligent study, while I chose a shortcut.

From the day I gave in to temptation and studied the fragmented Rage Flame Meditation Method, my fate was sealed, with no good ending.

Antoine Hilton is the same.

He truly believed that as long as he curried favor with Ella Smith of the advanced academy, became chairman again, he could find a way to catch the Paro Wizard's eye.

Little did he know, how could the Paro Wizard take a liking to someone who plays tricks, a rotten person who doesn't properly manage the Newblood Mutual Aid Society!

Lin Ke frowned, unable to understand why Lifusi Fulansi, after going to great lengths to avoid the Paro Wizard and his group, followed him here, yet only spoke of irrelevant matters.

"What do you want to say?"

Lin Ke cut off Lifusi Fulansi's long-winded nagging, coldly shouting: "If we're going to fight, then fight; where does all this nonsense come from?"

"Haha, haha..."

Lifusi Fulansi grinned wide, tears of laughter rolling from the corners of his eyes: "Do you think I'm crazy, with nothing but lust and slaughter on my mind?"

"Isn't that so?"

Lin Ke calmly retorted.

From the start, Lin Ke never regarded Lifusi Fulansi as a normal person.

Being dominated by anger and being dominated by madness are hardly different.

"Alright."

Lifusi Fulansi nodded, actually agreeing: "I really am crazy, and have been for a long time!"

As his tone shifted, Lifusi Fulansi gathered his manic demeanor, his voice unusually solemn, asking: "Are you willing to hear the dying words of this madman?"

Lin Ke, without a word, directly activated his glasses' ability to discern disguises and see through invisibility.

The defensive effect of the Defender 3202 set is also on standby, the cloak and boots linked together, ready to bring Lin Ke aloft at any moment.

Having made all preparations, Lin Ke then replied: "The words are yours; say what you want."

It's not that Lin Ke is unwilling to take the initiative, nor does he simply prefer counterattacks.

But given his current situation, facing a powerful third-rank wizard apprentice like Lifusi Fulansi, a counterattack is the safest approach.

"Don't clash head-on; respond calmly, wait for change, and achieve victory with a single strike."

Selin Wizard's words still rang in his ears.

Having ignored the advice, Antoine Hilton, who clashed head-on with Lifusi Fulansi, is still warm in corpse, a warning before us.

Lin Ke just needs to make good use of the strong defensive advantage of the Defender 3202 set, not waste, not get overconfident, preserve and seek victory, very steady.

Just drag it out then.

He's not in a hurry at all.

Lifusi Fulansi saw Lin Ke's demeanor and was genuinely somewhat startled.

Is this guy a reincarnated turtle?

So cowardly?

However, it's normal to think that way; if it weren't for this guy being sometimes cowardly, sometimes bold—being cowardly when he should be, bold when he should be—

It would also have been impossible to consecutively kill Enrique Bernardis and Harold Andrews, yet he still managed to thrive, not only catching the eye of Paro Wizard but also making a connection with Serin Wizard.

A few days ago, when Lifusi approached Pureblood Will, he was repeatedly questioned by a girl named Sophie Luciana about Linke Grand's affairs.

At that time, he felt doubtful.

How could a local apprentice of the Luciana Family, a major family even by Michel District standards, care so much about a country bumpkin Newblood from the Storm Sea?

Out of curiosity, Lifusi spent some time and Magic Stones to purchase the relevant information.

After reading the information, Lifusi finally learned of the two academic disputes between Sophie Luciana and Linke Grand, as well as Linke Grand's recent research results.

In the battle against Antoine Hilton, Lifusi succeeded in killing Antoine, but he himself also suffered severe injuries.

Relying on the special nature of the Rage Flame Meditation Method, he forcibly used first-circle witchcraft—twice, no less—how could he not pay a price?

Lifusi could clearly feel his organs being burned bit by bit, and his rationality being drained away bit by bit.

He was indeed, as previously said, on the brink of death, and his actions were utterly lawless, driven solely by instinct.

He did whatever he wanted, without considering anything else.

Before this, Lifusi had intended to find a quiet place to die peacefully.

On the road he encountered a hovercar carrying Linke Grand, and then he suddenly thought of wanting to see Linke one last time before death.

He himself didn't even know why.

Are the words of the dying always good?

How could that be!

"You'd better watch out, Linke Grand!"

Lifusi shook his head, cast aside his chaotic thoughts, and solemnly warned, "Paro Wizard isn't a bad person, but he's not a good person either!"

"Good people cannot become qualified wizards."

"One day, if you find yourself in a situation like Antoine Hilton's today, he likewise won't save you."

"You need to plan ahead; definitely don't be like that fool Antoine, who only thinks of sucking up to those in power, playing political games, and bullying others with his influence!"

Linke frowned: "Is that all you came to say?"

He felt a bit strange, since his relationship with Paro Wizard was at most that of investor and investee.

There was really no affection to speak of, nor any question of currying favor or reliance.

How, then, did it look to Lifusi as if the two of them were in a close subordinate relationship?

Lifusi let out a self‑mocking laugh upon hearing that: "Exactly, you clever guy—how could you possibly be as foolish as Antoine and I?"

Saying that, Lifusi suddenly let go of his hands, pressed hard on his abdomen, his face showing pain, the veins in his neck bulging, his teeth clenched.

After enduring it for a moment, Lifusi suppressed the pain, caught his breath, and then suddenly made a strange request.

"Can you kill me?"

Linke was surprised.

He was genuinely confused by Lifusi's wild, illogical words and actions.

Is this some new kind of scam‑style attack tactic?

As long as I go crazy and make the enemy just as crazy as me, I can win?

Linke said nothing, merely tossing a few self‑destructing firebombs at random to see whether Lifusi would dodge.

However, Lifusi neither dodged nor defended.

He let the self‑destructing firebombs roll to his feet.

He let the self‑destructing firebombs explode with a boom.

Thanks to the reader Lingnengxingzhe for the tip, thank you!

(End of chapter)