Book 4: Chapter 220: Strange

Book 4: Chapter 220: Strange

The battle on the stage was gradually approaching its end. It was an exciting fight to witness as Reg gave it all he got and exchanged blows with Cornelia three hundred times. Even so, the difference between their strengths was like day and night.

Although Reg’s opponent was merely a tuft of hair, he still had his hands full.

“Not giving up yet?”

Reg was already at his limits and could barely remain standing, yet he chose to carry on fighting. Lilith could not help but look at him with admiration.

His persistence was certainly an extraordinary quality. Truth be told, it was quite a feat that Reg managed to hold out until now, considering that he was an ordinary human.

Maybe it was better to keep Cornelia’s body hidden. Lilith would not want to bear the guilt if Reg mentally broke after finding out Cornelia’s real identity.

“Mercy on his soul...” Lilith mumbled under her breath like an old monk, then leaned back on the chair. She then started stuffing the snack she brought with her into her cheeks like a squirrel, obviously losing interest in the battle.

Even so, she kept her eyes on the participants but her mind had already wandered off. She was thinking of Elder White.

Although she acted all cool and told Diana “I will definitely save Elder White,” her words were still nothing but a bluff at this moment.

Lilith assessed the current situation... she really did not have the slightest idea on Elder White’s injuries.

Currently, she was still unable to get in touch with Sae or the ancestor. Even the academy instructor who was most adept at healing arts could not offer any help.

She tried asking Thea, but Thea tearfully begged her not to even think about using holy water. Otherwise the Pope might kill himself to appease the believers.

None of those back at home were adept at healing arts either. After all, the dragons always had their strong physiques to rely on. Any injuries could easily be healed with a feast of meat. There had never been any need for healing spells.

For the dragons to learn healing spells was no different than asking them to sell comb at a buddhist monastery. Although Lilith had always thought that those back home were dumb, she was sure they were not dumb enough to...

Wait a minute...

Maybe they might... really be this dumb!

Lilith’s eyes lit up at the glimmer of hope that she found at her darkest hour...

Even if their brains were useless, they might really learn healing arts, just for the sake of having more opportunities to hit on girls!

Although hesitant, Lilith still decided against dismissing that possibility. She took out her spectrum stone to send a message to someone back at home.

Naturally, it was not going to be her mother. If she happened to be in a foul mood when Lilith told her that, she might skin someone alive to vent her anger.

There was no doubt about it. The Dragon Queen was an extreme ****** who believed that all opportunities should be seized where they appear. Lilith had no idea how her mother would deal with those who disgraced the dragon race. Maybe she might force them to put on a skirt then pick up a bar of soap? Her sadistic streak was the reason why the Dragon Valley located at the heart of the floating island was dyed red...

In the end, the message was sent to the dragon race’s most loyal lapdo... servant, Akarin. With his expansive intelligence network on the dragon race, he would probably be the first to know if someone had learned healing art.

Beep, beep, beep. The spectrum stone rang.

The muscles that swelled after Reg took the pills started shrinking. They shrank so much they looked smaller than they were before. Reg seemed to be caught up by the surge of newfound power, and was completely oblivious to the changes occurring on his body.

“Are those... counterfeit pills?”

Lilith was shocked. Those crazy stuff only cost nine copper coins, strictly speaking they were not fake, as long as they were not consumed.

“No, this is not the fault of those pills.” The vice dean shook his head, with a grave look on his face.

The aura that suddenly exploded from Reg terrified him for some reason.

“HAHAHA...ga...” Reg’s laughter stopped abruptly with an unpleasant squeak that a dying duck would make, like he was strangled.

He clutched his head like he was in excruciating pain.

“JUDGE!”

The vice dean realized the seriousness of the situation, and immediately stood up to call for the judge.

In just a flash, the judge appeared beside Reg. He tried reaching out to Reg, but realized that he could not bring his outstretched hand any closer to him.

The judge saw his eyes. They were filled with boundless violence and evil. The moment their gazes met, he froze all over and stood rooted to the spot.

In the next moment, Reg suddenly turned around, facing the direction where the elder’s seats were. He then charged at Lilith, who had a look of surprise on her face.

However, a tiny, fair hand shot out from the blanket and gently grabbed Reg.

Blood spurted out of Reg’s mouth, but he showed no signs of slowing down and was still charging toward Lilith.

At that moment, the owner of that tiny hand hesitated. She suddenly remembered the warning from her mommy. She was not supposed to kill without her mommy’s permission.

If she were to stop that person by force, he might be turned into a ball of minced meat.

Not only that, the black mist that shrouded him was actually eating away Cornelia’s divine power!

While Cornelia hesitated, Reg had reached where Lilith was within a fraction of seconds.

His smile was sinister, like he had just returned from hell.

The violence and evil in his eyes were like demons imprisoned in the depths of hell. He looked like a totally different person from the positive young man Lilith met earlier.

“You...”

Reg grinned at Lilith. The unpleasant words that were squeezed out of his throat in the next moment sounded like scratching on a chalkboard.

“You... are guilty.”