The Last Gentleman-Chapter 148: Monster

The third qualification match, the situation of the two teams is as follows:

Left team:

William Behrens (Yi Chen), one year since entering the city, profession: “student (purple)”

Jin Almeda, one year since entering the city, profession: “Body Weapon Master (black)”

Ludwig Reagan, one year and nine months since entering the city, profession: “Prototype Master (purple)”

Right team:

Charvis Elliott, three years since entering the city, profession: “Wind Summoner (blue)”

Balzan Livovich, two years and eight months since entering the city, profession: “Burning Destroyer (black)”

Barry Bessalius, two years since entering the city, profession: “Heavy Knight (blue)”

Teams from the previous two matches, regardless of victory or defeat, chose to stay here to watch the match, learning valuable experience from observing their peers in action.

Aiji, the supervisor, twirled his gentleman’s cane in his hand and threw out a question:

“Charvis’s team has a high rating in our hall, and they have richer combat experience. It seems like a tough battle… What do you two think?”

Qian Bosen did not comment, as there were two students he favored on the field. Although Charvis was not taken as a student directly by him, the private attention he provided was not any less. He had often personally instructed in the use of wind magic.

Beili, leaning against the wall, pushed her monocle,

“As long as Jin is on the field, the outcome of the match has already been determined… I didn’t come to see the results, but to see this peculiar employee from the power station. Using the Cesimani internal network, I still couldn’t get his complete information; all about his experience before joining the organization and his role at the power station are classified as top-secret.

I have never seen a newcomer with so many secrets; the organization seems to have special attention on him as well.”

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Aiji, the supervisor, not being responsible for this selection, hadn’t seen any personal data, “That mysterious, huh? Then I will have to watch closely… William seems to have a special allure, finding so many strange and peculiar teammates.”

At this moment.

The stone mask referee generated a medium-sized stone in his hand and threw it skywards.

Snap!

The stone hit the ground, the match began.

Charvis spread his arms, white light shone from the casting gloves at both ends, and wind patterns rippled out beneath him and his teammates, boosting their movement speed.

The tactic had been planned in advance: the trio was ready to seize the initiative and press the attack.

Charvis also condensed tangible wind blades in his hands, able to be thrown swiftly or wielded close-range like weapons… His gaze was entirely locked on Yi Chen.

“Let me try, the student personally selected by Professor Qian Bosen.”

Just as Charvis stepped forward with full confidence,

Snap!

His two teammates in front of him fell forward without any warning, body stiff.

Especially the heavy knight Barry with his ample physique and metal armor, made a dull thud as he hit the ground.

“What… happened?”

As Charvis was puzzled by the situation before him, he suddenly felt a warm flow in his nostrils, instinctively reaching up to wipe, only to find his hand covered in blood.

Buzz! A strong ringing in his ears followed by blurred vision ensued.

Charvis didn’t fall,

relying on pure willpower, he snapped his fingers with his right hand… Snap! The secret spell was released.

A kind of spiritual magic, combining intellect and perception, swept over him, clearing his consciousness and adding a layer of magical protection.

Charvis’s eyes bulged, bloodshot, no longer looking at Yi Chen.

He shifted his gaze to the slightly plump young man in a coat and hood beside him.

“My ‘Perception’ has reached 5+, and I’m about to hit the human limit. Why can a simple spiritual shock affect me like this? Is this guy even human?”

It wasn’t just Charvis in the match.

This scene changed the expressions of all the onlookers below, and even the stone mask referee slowly raised his right hand, prepared to stop the fight in front of him at any moment.

Qian Bosen’s pupils also turned owl-like, watching and analyzing the ‘Principal’s Disciple’.

Beili, who had been relaxed against the wall, was the first to move, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she took two steps forward to seriously observe.

Aiji, the supervisor, adjusting his top hat, murmured softly, “No wonder you two came to watch, this monster is indeed worth observing… Transcendent level spiritual power, truly terrifying.”

On the field,

Yi Chen, his teammate, and Jin, who was preparing to face the enemy, were also stunned, looking sideways at Ludwig Reagan.

Jin even instinctively infused Red Lotus into her brain, ready to wake herself up with a minor brain explosion if she were affected.

At that moment,

Charvis continued to use the Clear Wind Secret Technique to wake his teammates and stamped a green wind mark on his own forehead, further enhancing his mental defenses.

“Never thought that amongst gentlemen there would be such a creature. It’s a kind of ‘Luck’ to fight against someone like this.

I will take on this guy.

Balzan, Barry, you handle the other two.”

“Be careful, Charvis! If something’s wrong, give up the qualification immediately,” came the friendly warning from beneath the steel mask of his teammate.

“Understood.”

Charvis no longer considered Yi Chen,

his eyes wide open and blood-shot, focusing all his attention on the slightly plump young man,

gliding on a breeze, he sped up his dash!

The Wind Blade coalescing in his palm began to spin with great velocity, and during his sprint, he hurled it forward,

the throw from his arm, combined with the running speed and the inherent spinning force of the Wind Blade…

The Wind Blade practically turned into a streak of white light, shooting towards Ludwig at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

“It should have hit…”

Seeing the Wind Blade approach closely, reaching a distance impossible to dodge, Charvis clenched his fist in anticipation.

Suddenly,

Hum!

An electric current surged up the spine protruding from Ludwig’s back.

An electric energy pulse released on a small scale, directly shattering the Wind Blade, leaving not even a trace of magical residue.

“Spiritual Shock instant dispelling…” Charvis gritted his teeth while his mouth twitched, “What kind of monster is this? Are the youngsters really this terrifying nowadays? If you don’t harbor killing intent against such an opponent, victory is simply out of reach.

If I remain this cautious, I might lose the match without even getting a chance to touch him.

Such a guy definitely won’t die easily, let’s try this move.”

Charvis’s mindset underwent a transformation as he silently recited a certain secret spell,

a high-rank magic spell completely different from the Wind Blade began to condense in his hands, forming two crystals, one azure and one white, clasped in his palm.

He continued his rush forward, closing the final ten-meter distance.

Hum! Another consciousness shock wave emitted by Ludwig, this time directly targeting Charvis.

Despite having two lines of defense set up in his consciousness, he still bled from his eyes and nose… his vision was obstructed by a curtain of blood.

Charvis simply closed his eyes, carefully listening to the sound of the wind.

Locking onto the target, he successfully closed in!

For a pure Perception Gentleman, lacking in close combat techniques, being approached in battle is a very dangerous thing.

When squads are on missions outdoors, it’s necessary for members to ensure the safety of their Perception Gentleman, reducing the chances of being approached by Patients.

But there are exceptions.

When Charvis successfully closed the distance to Ludwig,

Ludwig, who hadn’t made any moves during the entire match, lifted his right hand for the first time… and he did so with incredible speed, reaching in front of Charvis’s eyes in the blink of an eye.

An electric current different from magic gathered in the palm.

Hum! A Pulse Cannon in a compressed form shot out from the palm, its power beyond estimation.

However, Charvis had already anticipated this scenario.

He crushed the azure crystal in his left hand in advance.

The body that was shot through by the Pulse Cannon dissipated like a stream of air, or rather, it was just a temporary false body conjured by magic.

The real Charvis had already shifted his position, moving rapidly to the side and ending up behind Ludwig.

Crack! He crushed the white crystal in his right hand.

A Storm Sword, almost as solid as a real one, formed in his hand.

Having pinned Ludwig as a ‘monster’ from the beginning, Charvis naturally took into account that the opponent must have close combat techniques,

thus he reserved two secret techniques, “Wind Shadow Body” and “Storm Sword,” inside a temporarily constructed Demon Crystal, to seize this opportunity to win.

“I’ve won!”

Without hesitation,

Charvis, wrapped in a cleansing breeze, swung the Storm Sword in his hand at the greatest speed towards the side of the shoulder.

Strangely enough,

at this critical moment, Ludwig in front of him didn’t dodge or defend but shouted a peculiar phrase.

“Faye, stop!”

The next second.

Before the Storm Sword could strike,

a powerful blow, seemingly out of nowhere, struck Charvis’s chest; like a bullet, he was shot towards the edge of the arena… Boom! He smashed into the reinforced wall, creating a shallow human-shaped dent.

Pff~ A gush of blood sprayed from Charvis’s mouth, and he could also smell a hint of something burning.

Glancing down, he saw that his chest was branded with a deep, charred handprint.

“What on earth… happened?”

With the last bit of his consciousness, he looked up, only for the scene he beheld to induce an instinctive fear within him.

Behind Ludwig, a grotesque, indescribable female cadaver floated in midair, with terrifying black electric currents coursing between the cables connected to her body.

At this moment, the cadaver glared at him, the outsider attempting to harm Ludwig, with killing intent spilling out in the form of electric currents.

And Ludwig was desperately trying to suppress this cadaver, for if he hadn’t, that blow might have completely blown Charvis’s head off.