Warlock Apprentice

After battling Fox Master, Angor had to go against Parasite Queen soon.

Until yesterday, Angor still had no idea who she was. Well, he knew that Dave really admired this woman. When Dave came to find him in the morning, he learned something else.

Parasite Queen, real name unknown. A really strong apprentice. She was only a level-2 now, but she had overthrown level-3 apprentices many times. She was now the number one in Level 13 who owned 197 match points.

Dave did not tell Angor how Parasite Queen usually defeated her opponents because he did not know much either. All matches she fought before all ended in strange ways. It was either her opponents who gave up first, or they just stood there doing nothing and got knocked out by Parasite Queen easily.

Dave’s assumption was that her opponents all fell for Parasite Queen’s great beauty. They chose to surrender rather than hurting her.

Many people also shared this idea. Although no one knew for sure. Angor did not really believe that wizards could be seduced by women so fast unless Parasite Queen was some otherworldly creature such as an Abyss Succubus.

That… was not impossible. Maybe Parasite Queen did implant the bloodline of a succubus into her body?

What Toby displayed to them looked like a giant boulder which fell from hundreds of meters high. No level-2 apprentice could survive from something like that.

Toby’s attack came and ended in an instant. No one had the chance to register what just happened by the time Toby returned to Angor’s shoulder.

“What-what was that?”

“Just like Selena’s fight!”

“Oh no, my princess. My liege! Is she alright? Should she receive a tiny scratch on her skin, I WILL kill Baron Milk personally!”

“Chill off! Parasite Queen is the top in the ranks! How can a level-1 apprentice beat her?”

There were only two level-3 apprentices among the audience who saw the action just now; Prome and Prome’s partner. They did not really see what happened, but they still saw a small shadow lashing out from Angor, which fully explained their question.

The giant explosion is caused by that small bird?

Prome already saw Toby’s speed before. Now he also witnessed Toby’s burst power and tried to compare his own strength to it. As a level-3 apprentice, Prome could barely see Toby moving in the air. He probably had no chance of avoiding an attack like that if he was there.

Which meant… if he would ever oppose Toby, he would lose instantly.

“Alas… If I’ve known that Dave’s little friend brought such a powerful familiar, I’d not tell Parasite Queen to show mercy.” Prome shook his head and sighed.

When the dust cloud settled, everyone lifted their heads to see whether their “princess” was hurt.

They feared that what happened to Selena would happen again.

And their fear was right.

The situation on the stage slowly grew clearer. A bleeding puncture which shattered her entire clavicle and shoulder blade had appeared on Parasite Queen.

“Parasite Queen!”

“My Queen!!”

“It really happened again! Damn it all! Why didn’t Selena tell us anything about it? Or Parasite Queen can be more prepared!”

“Baron Milk, must, DIE!”

“He wounded my Parasite Queen! I’ll fu*king destroy him!”

The onlookers only expressed their grief at Parasite Queen’s situation for several seconds before they all turned to condemn Baron Milk.

It appeared that Parasite Queen had lost.

But later, they were surprised to realize that no one announced the end of the match even though Parasite Queen had lost consciousness.

“So Parasite Queen must surrender by herself? The judges are so cruel!”

“Baron Milk was charmed, he should’ve been the loser.”

“If so, how did Parasite Queen got injured?”

They were frenzied pursuers of Parasite Queen, but they were not stupid. When they saw Baron Milk still standing there with a blank expression while Parasite Queen was out cold on the floor, they quickly understood that there had to be something protecting Baron Milk.

It could be an active-defense alchemy item, or a familiar pet that lurked in the shadows… Wait, the bird on his shoulder!

They did not know which answer was correct. However, when Toby displayed a proud look which attracted a lot of hate, the scales in their minds tipped a little.

A minute later, even the other workers waiting outside the arena began to wonder.

Why isn’t the screen showing anything?

According to rules, Baron Milk should be declared as the winner now.

One of the workers came to Baroque and asked him what to do.

Baroque smiled. “Winner? Not yet. The battle is just approaching its climax. Somewhere we can’t see…”