The Book of Ten Thousand Spells was the legendary God Equipment for mages. It was said that countless spells, mysteries, and inheritances were recorded within it. Not only would the user be able to obtain ancient knowledge and the true essence of magic, it was also an incredibly powerful God Equipment for war.
In battle, the Book of Ten Thousand Spells could be used on its own, which was equivalent to several mages simultaneously casting spells in battle, greatly increasing the power of the weaker mages.
But for mages who pursued knowledge and truth, the countless knowledge and history contained within the Book of Ten Thousand Spells were truly priceless treasures. Through the accumulation and mastery of past inheritances and mysteries, the path to becoming a great mage would be smooth-sailing.
Alright, most of the above was nonsense, but at least it was reasonable.
Not many people knew about the true Book of Ten Thousand Spells, but it was far more powerful than what the few people who knew about it knew. Not only that … it was vicious and evil.
The MC outside quickly explained this unknown powerful God Equipment. What secret treasure of the ancient Elven Empire? What supreme mage's inheritance? They were all exaggerating to the heavens.
"Ha, your mother's inheritance? You really know how to bullshit, finding an excuse to make it sound like I'm the one who's asking for a God Equipment. Isn't that just the act of a thief who wants to steal a treasure? "
Even though his face was covered in blood, his indignant eyes were still as bright as ever.
Hearing this, Rorschach didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed. Such a situation had been in his plans from the very start.
"… You should have checked my information before entering the battlefield, right? My natural talent ability is the wood elemental talent of 'Honesty,' which means that I can't lie. I don't care how you obtained the Book of Ten Thousand Spells, but the person who gave it to you definitely obtained it from my younger sister's corpse. As the only member of Harloys' family in Aishi, what's wrong with me asking for it back!!? "
His angry question echoed throughout the entire arena, but what he received was astonishment and discussion from the audience.
At this moment, if there wasn't any new evidence to refute Rorschach's accusations, the true reason behind the hostility between the Game Church and the silver elf War God Church would be fixed.
Who was right and who was wrong? Outsiders wouldn't be able to criticize or make a conclusion, but at the very least, Rorschach and the Game Church's actions would be reasonable enough to receive moral support rather than criticism. On the other hand, the silver elves …
"You, you said …"
In the end, Ariel didn't say anything to defend, criticize, or refute. After all, after being bestowed the Book of Ten Thousand Spells by the High Gods, the overjoyed Ariel had done some research on it. She even found out that the previous owner of this Divine Equipment magic book was named Harloys.
And when she found out who was the one who wanted her God Equipment, the surname Harloys caught her attention.
Perhaps from the very beginning, she had thought that the divine artifact bestowed upon her by the gods came from an illegitimate source, and that it had been taken away by someone else. However, out of her trust in the gods, or perhaps because she simply believed that she had the upper hand in terms of ethics, she instinctively rejected such a possibility, instinctively refusing to continue thinking or even searching for the truth.
There were some things that couldn't be avoided. The more you tried to avoid facing them, the more painful it would be when they landed right in front of you.
If Ariel was a veteran, or an individual with low moral standards, then she wouldn't be troubled by anything.
So what if she stole it? What was the big deal? There were plenty of such things in this day and age. Murder and robbery were common every day. So what if the victim came looking for her? It was already kind of us not to kill her.
However, Ariel wasn't old at all. Due to her outstanding talent, ability, and birth, she had received the best education ever since she was young. She was a "Snow White" who grew up in an ivory tower, and was well protected by her family and friends.
The more one wanted to stay away from filth, the more difficult it would be for them to tolerate even a tiny bit of filth.
However, Rorschach had already seen through all of this.
His angry roar was like a knife cutting at her. Ariel, who was in a pool of blood, was unable to effectively defend herself.
"Robber … I'm not a robber."
When she finally gritted her teeth and intended to do something, two rays of light descended upon her. A pink ray of light enveloped Rorschach, while a pink ray of light enveloped Ariel.
The second round of the duel ended because time ran out. The score was 0 to 0, and the overall score remained the same as the first round's score of 3 to 0.
Rorschach smiled. He had already accomplished all of his goals.
When the Book of Ten Thousand Spells was activated, Rorschach, who knew the might of this God Equipment, instantly gave up on any thoughts of victory. Instead, he turned his attention to the second candidate that he had long since prepared for — a tie due to time running out.
All that was left was to use this tie as a foundation to prepare for the third round of the duel.
Judging from Ariel's current situation, Rorschach had already achieved his goal. As the core of the team, it was doubtful how much combat strength Ariel had left in the third round.
The moon elf Goddess of Poetry hugged Ariel with heartache. Her eyes shone with undisguised killing intent. However, she was blocked by someone.
The smiling Rosa stood there with a pure and innocent smile.
"I'm going to eat you."
Although her words sounded like a child's, judging from how the Goddess retracted her gaze, this threat was real and quite shocking.
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