Anela scread; her eyes were filled with blood due to how angry and worried she was.
She quickly ran down to the field and was imdiately stopped by the academy staff.
"Stay away!" Anela shouted.
"Sorry…" A man frowned and said: "During the competition, people are not allowed to enter the competition area."
"That's my son!" Anela seed to lose her composure and shouted: "My son is dying; I want to save him."
"Please calm down." The man tried to reassure Anela: "The academy staff will quickly rescue your son."
"You…" Anela gritted her teeth.
"AAA!!" Madiam scread miserably.
The referee stood still and glanced up at the stands, where Mardian was sitting. However, his eyes were very discreet, so no one discovered he was looking towards Mardian.
The referee then looked towards Madiam and said slowly: "What kind of fire is this? Why can't it be extinguished?
"Hahahaha… That's a type of essence fla called the Black Rose Fla. Without my consent, it will never be extinguished." Alec said as he smiled.
"Contestant Alec, this is just a competition; you can't kill him." The referee pretended to advise Alec: "Quickly take back your fire. If you let Madiam die, you will be in big trouble."
"Big trouble?! Huh! Just a useless person; what trouble can he cause ?" Alec said contemptuously.
The referee took a deep breath, frowned, and said: "He is the son of Mardian and Anela. Anela is the eldest daughter of the Andamio family. If Madiam dies, the Andamio family will definitely kill you."
Alec frowned and said in a harsh voice: "What the hell is the Andamio family? On the battlefield, everyone is equal."
"He is weaker than , so he must die. If I wasn't stronger than him, the person lying on the ground right now would be ."
"At that ti, will you demand justice for ? Will you protect then?"
"He uses banned drugs; will you cancel his right to compete?"
"Huh! You are all the dogs of stupid nobles. I… Alec, will never bow to you."
"Today, I will kill him. If the Andamio family wants to kill , they should just co here. If I die because of that trash family, I don't deserve to live."
Hearing that, everyone took a deep breath, as they felt that the young man nad Alec was too arrogant.
However, they also saw that he possessed an essence fla, which was what allowed him to be arrogant.
The referee felt that Alec was not enough to make things more complicated; he felt that this fire was still too small, so he wanted to add more fuel to the fire to make everything burn.
The referee quickly ran up to Madiam, his face showing horror: "Not good!" Help! Madam is dead!"
The people in the stands were also startled. They actually saw that Madiam was no longer screaming or writhing but just lying still on the ground.
The black fire covered Madiam, so they couldn't see clearly whether he was alive or dead.
However, everyone believed that Madiam was actually burned to death.
"Nooo!!!" Anela scread as she tried to push the academy staff, who were blocking her way. But she was just a weak woman, and she was unable to overco the obstacles of the man in front of her.
"My son! AAA!!!" Anela scread as she saw the black flas enveloping her son slowly disappear, revealing a black, human-shaped ember lying on the ground.
Then… Anela fainted. The servants quickly helped her leave. After all, the Young Master is dead, so there was no point in them staying.
Farmyrth sat on a chair in a special area. Seeing this scene, she just frowned and said nothing more.
A middle-aged man hurriedly walked to her side and asked worriedly: "Principal, we… What should we do? If we don't handle this matter well, I'm afraid people will say we're being unfair."
"Continue to observe first…" Farmyrth only said a short sentence, then fell silent.
The middle-aged man panicked when he heard that. He felt that soon there would be a huge problem waiting for him to solve.
Harris stood in the rest area and frowned when he saw this scene: "You fool! You think that's cool? Putting oneself in danger… Those are the actions of foolish people."
"But he has the right to do so." Suddenly, a voice rang out next to him.
"ryl?! What do you an?" Harris frowned when ryl suddenly appeared here.
"You and he are the sa." ryl then said: "Do you know the Ninth Hero?"
Harris heard that and nodded: "Of course. When I was taken to the interrogation room, that person appeared to protect and Alec. However… that person is the Demon Lord."
"That's right." ryl said: "That's why... even if you and he kill anyone in this round, the nobles sitting here will not dare to stand up and criticise you."
"They can only sit still and hope that if their descendants et you or Alec, they will have a chance to live on."
Harris frowned: "Then our plan will collapse."
"Don't worry, I have prepared a family for you to join." ryl spoke softly.
Hearing that, Harris nodded and felt much more secure.
Outside, the nobles who saw Madiam being killed wanted to stand up and demand justice for him; however, just like ryl said, they could only grit their teeth and stay silent.
The low-ranking nobles looked at the silent high-ranking nobles, and they did not dare to speak up.
Alec stood on the ring and looked around as he felt gazes filled with admiration, anger, jealousy...etc. All the emotions of the people sitting here made him feel happy.
'That's right… It's this feeling that I need. Even if I break the rules, you still have to keep your mouth shut because... I am the main character of this world.'
When the referee saw that everyone was silent, he felt that sothing was strange.
However, he had accepted money from Mardian. If this matter were not too complicated, he would feel more comfortable.
"Good!" The referee spoke up: "Because Madiam used banned drugs in competition, Alec killed Madiam in self-defence. Therefore, Alec did not break the rules and won this match."
Hearing that, the nobles frowned.
"Damn it! Self defence? If the Demon Lord hadn't protected him, I would have cut him into a hundred pieces long ago."
" too. f*ck! My son was burned to death by a fire Drake. I also want to tear that bastard Alec into a million pieces and burn him to ashes."
"Don't be angry, Demon Lord isn't just a na. If we anger the Demon Lord, I'm afraid…"
"Of course I know that."
"Why does the academy still accept those two bastards as students? We should have kicked them out of this empire."
"Are you stupid? The magic academy is a fair place. As long as you have enough strength, knowledge, and talent, no matter what race or person you are, you have the opportunity to join the academy."
"But…"
"Okay, stop talking. We are just ordinary nobles, compared to the horrible existences out there, we are just ants."
"You're right. It's okay for us to be alive. If our descendants die, we can reproduce. If we die, our family will also collapse."
The nobles only discussed for a bit, then silently sighed because they knew that even discussing further would be aningless.
Farmyrth sat high up, frowning. She was waiting for a brave person to stand up to protest this result, but in the end... Everyone was silent.
"Tch!" Farmyrth clicked his tongue: "A bunch of cowards, it seems... Alec and Harris are indeed protected by the Will of the World."
"Principal…" Suddenly, the middle-aged man next to her spoke: "Do you… do you have any opinion on the referee's decision?"
Farmyrth glanced at the middle-aged man, frowned, and said: "Does anyone have any objections?"
"Ack! No…"
"So why are you asking ?"
"This…"
"Shut up, continue watching."
The middle-aged man trembled, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. He really wanted to cry; he felt like being next to Farmyrth was like being next to a hungry monster.
If it's happy, then you're happy; if it's sad, then you... die.
'Ah! My heart, I hope that by the ti I retire, I won't have a heart attack and die.'
Returning to the arena, Alec stood on the field, smiled contemptuously, and shouted: "No need to continue playing. How many candidates are left here? Co here!"
"Don't waste my ti. I will fight all of you alone. If I lose, I will kneel here for three days."
"If you lose, when you et in the future, you must bow your head and say 'Baba', understand?"
Hearing Alec say that, the contestants sitting in the rest room were so angry that they wanted to rush onto the competition field and tear him into a hundred pieces.
However, Madiam's charred body was still lying on the field, which was an alarm bell for them.
At this ti, a contestant suddenly stood up and said: "I give up. After all, he is too strong, confronting him right now is not the right thing to do."
Everyone who heard that also agreed with his opinion. They also stood up and sighed.
"I give up!"
" too."
"I give up."
"Let him win; I'm not interested in being champion either."
" too."
Harris glanced at the other contestants and snorted in disdain. He crossed his arms and walked towards the competition field, startling the contestants; however, everyone just remained silent, not daring to say anything.
Harris crossed his arms and walked step by step to the ring. Alec saw him and frowned: "Are you alone?"
Harris shrugged: "The others have given up, but I want to see... how strong you are."
"Hahahaha… good! Very good! However… if you die, don't regret it." Alec smiled contemptuously.
"I also want to say the sa. If you die…" Harris pulled out a black sword filled with mystery and strangeness: "You shouldn't hate either."
Seeing that, the referee imdiately looked towards Farmyrth, but she just nodded slightly, signaling that she agreed.
Seeing that, he imdiately felt reassured and said loudly: "So... the competition..."
BAM!
Before the referee's words could finish, a strange object plumted into the ring like a teorite, startling everyone.
Dust flew throughout the space, making it impossible for Alec and Harris to clearly see what had just fallen.
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out, startling them.
"It looks like… you guys are still living a happy life after what you've been doing… Alec… Harris…"
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