Chapter 151 Intervention
“Wonderful!”
“Turn defeat into victory!”
“Oh my God, you can still fight back after being hit hard?!”
>"Euan! Euan!!"
In the audience, the gentlemen and ladies who supported Euan cheered.
In the private room on the second floor, there were constant exclamations.
All the young people looked at the man in sunglasses who had his right arm raised by the referee on the field and felt incredulous.
"Mr. Aslan actually lost!"
"Is there a shady story?" Qiao An asked doubtfully. "The last few blows obviously defeated Mr. Euan, but why did he still have the strength to fight back?"
Prince suppressed his unhappiness and explained:
"How can the 'Monthly Salon' competition be shady, unless they don't want to continue it in North Muse."
" It should be a secret skill..."
"So, Mr. Euan has developed his secret skill?"
"Will he become a master earlier than Mr. Aslan?"
"No wonder... He was originally better at the cane technique, but he wanted to participate in the fighting technique competition. This is the reason."
Everyone's words seemed to analyze the reasons for Youan's victory.
"Sorry, everyone, it seems that I am the only one who won this bet."
Miss Didier said to them happily with a smile on her face.
Soon, she looked across the crowd and landed on the young man in the black coat at the edge.
"I have to thank Mr. Gillan. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be sure to place a bet on Mr. Euan."
Everyone followed her gaze.
The blond young man looked indifferent and didn't even turn his head. He was still staring down, as if he was observing something.
But they all know that Miss Didier is just talking.
Gilan didn't have any analytical insights, he just simply judged that Youan would win. Who knows if he was just talking casually.
A blind cat meets a dead mouse.
It was at this time that the girl in uniform from before knocked on the door and came in, handing a 400 Caesar note to Dedel.
“Congratulations, Miss Dedeir Taylor, the Mr. Euan you bet on won the first fighting match. Including the principal, this is a winning capital of 400 Caesar, Please take stock.”
The girl said.
Dedel thanked her and walked straight to Jilan's side.
"Mr. Gillan, you will share half of the win."
She smiled and pulled out a hundred-gold bill, handed it over, and asked:
"Can you tell me, how did you know that You Will Mr. An win?"
Jilan withdrew his gaze and glanced at the noble lady beside him.
Looked again at the banknotes held between her fair and slender fingers.
"Because Brother Jilan is a fighting master himself!"
Milinda laughed from behind.
“You can tell, isn’t it normal?”
“?!”
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
The scene fell into silence briefly.
Fighting Master? !
Is this young man of the same age as them a master? !
“Haha.” Cordell came back to his senses and laughed twice to break the silence. "If that's the case, it can indeed be explained."
He shook his head again.
"But the problem is, I have never seen such a young master."
As he said that, he looked at the cutely dressed girl and raised his eyebrows.
"Miss Milinda, according to you, aren't the geniuses in the academy all trash?"
Everyone looked at each other and seemed to agree with Cordell's words.
None of them know Milinda’s temperament.
At best, he is playful and lively; at worst, he is mischievous. He always likes to exaggerate, lest the world be in chaos.
“Ah, you don’t believe it?” Milinda looked a little angry, puffed her mouth, and pointed at her brother with her arms akimbo.
“Brother Prince was beaten so severely by Brother Gillan that even two of his father’s bodyguards couldn’t stop him!”
“I don’t believe it. You ask him.”
"Huh?!"
Everyone looked at Prince again.
“Is there such a thing?” Cordell looked suspicious.
Prince’s face collapsed, and he was extremely embarrassed.
The cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
Can this be told in public?
Is he still shameless? !
He glared at Yaomei fiercely, pretending not to hear Cordell's question and remaining silent.
Everyone looked at Nancy and Qiao An again, and when they saw their acquiescing expressions, they suddenly looked in disbelief.
Is this illegitimate brother of Earl Farhan really a master? !
"Mr. Gillan, I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply."
Miss Didier looked at the blond young man in front of her, her eyes flashing.
Jilan easily took the banknotes from her fingers and stuffed them into her pocket.
"Thank you." He said. "But it has nothing to do with your own strength."
"The reason why Youan won is purely because he is a magician."
Gillan told the truth.
This Miss Didier showed kindness to him, which was an opportunity. Maybe he could make some friends with her so that he could find out where to buy mercury batteries and mysterious materials.
On the other hand, he wanted to see the official attitude of the capital towards the mysterious person.
This is also the reason why he deliberately revealed the details of Euan.
Jilan’s spiritual vision saw it very clearly.
Behind Mr. Euan, there was a devil standing from beginning to end!
The reason why he always wears sunglasses is actually to cover his dark eyes after being cast by the "bloodthirsty curse".
Gilan guessed that this guy probably signed a contract with the devil recently and knew nothing about the mysterious field, so he was eager to test the mysterious power.
"Magician?"
Everyone looked confused and puzzled, as if they had never heard of this term.
On the other hand, Didier and Miss Jenna looked startled, as if they had thought of something.
"So, Mr. Euan borrowed the power of the devil."
Miss Deidel murmured with a thoughtful look on her face.
“Devil?!”
Everyone looked at each other.
Miss Didier nodded, and she explained to everyone:
"I joined a 'mysterious research group' in the college, and I saw related descriptions from an ancient book. Those who signed a contract with the devil , is called a 'magician' who can borrow the power of the devil."
"This... can you believe this?"
Qiao An looked at the expressions of everyone on the left and right. questioned.
Miss Didier shook her head.
"I don't know if it's true. After all, according to the description in ancient books, normal people can't see the devil."
"Ha, normal people can't see it?"
Prince laughed .
He turned to look at Jilan, and said with some meaning:
"So there is no way to prove it anyway, just frame up the name of the so-called 'witcher'... This pair Don’t you have much respect for Mr. Euan?”
"Ha." Cordell sneered. "You'll know after you try it."
He turned and walked to the corner of the box, where there was a telephone.
Cordell picked up the receiver and made a mysterious phone call.
Not long after, after being transferred, the second son of the Propaganda Minister said:
"Uncle Jovan, I encountered something at the 'Silver Lizard Club', um, yes... ...Well, I suspect club member Euan Bullock is a 'witcher'."
(End of this chapter)