Chapter 105

The companions behind Francis were also curious and asked, "Do you know this old man?"

Francis himself was a little confused. He had seen most of the old acquaintances who had survived the War of the Spire, including the annoying Eliot and the inhuman Frank. However, he could not remember who this person in front of him was.

"Has the Moldova Tower fallen to this extent? Even such an old man can stay in the academy? "The apprentices from Monte Carlo burst into laughter.

In fact, it was not only them. Even most of the new apprentices in Moldova College did not know James. For a long time, James had been staying in Adam's laboratory and rarely went out. He also did not accept teaching missions from the new apprentices. He was almost completely invisible in the academy.

Francis stopped his companions from mocking him. He and a few of the strongest apprentices could feel the energy waves from James that could not be concealed. Although it was a little obscure and they could not sense the elemental aura from it, in terms of quantity, it was not too much weaker than theirs.

"Who are you?" Francis asked again.

James took a deep breath, and then his old face suddenly bloomed with a smile. "Long time no see, Francis. I'm James, James Berry." He had never mentioned his family name. His cowardice and the constant pressure made him unable to look himself in the eye. Only now, when he decided to risk everything, did he pick up the glory that his family name represented.

Francis looked at James suspiciously and repeated the name over and over again. He compared James' image with everyone in his memory and finally understood. "I remember now. It's you, the trash who escaped from me!"

Monte Carlo's apprentices asked Francis one after another. Francis glanced at James disdainfully and then said loudly to his companions, "During the War of the Spire, I received an order to raid the 62th District. You know, they were very weak, so I was the only one who carried out the mission. The ones in charge of the 62th District were him and his companions. They were all trash, so I killed them easily. Only he," Francis pointed at James and spat on the ground, "escaped alone, regardless of the lives of his companions."

After a short silence, the Monte Carlo's apprentices laughed contemptuously. All kinds of obscenities and insulting gestures were directed at James. Even the Moldo's apprentices who were standing aside looked at him with disdain. Although the two sides were hostile, their views on deserters were exactly the same.

James stood still in the midst of all the slander and disdain. He corrected them seriously, "I didn't escape."

James' explanation was only for himself. "At that time, I was too weak. I was knocked out of the battlefield by a tornado. I was seriously injured and in a coma for a few days. After I woke up, I desperately returned to the 62th District, but the battle was already over. All that was left in front of me were the corpses of my companions. I wanted to take revenge on you like crazy, but I couldn't find you. Even my courage was disappearing. But at that time, although I was weak, I definitely didn't run away.

Francis spat on the ground again, "Tell this to your companions after you die. I'm not interested. Now get out of my way."

Francis and his companions strode forward, not taking James seriously at all.

James stood motionless. Psychokinetic energy made the surrounding air sticky. The Monte Carlo's apprentices suddenly found it difficult to walk. Francis cut the air with a wind blade and said to James ferociously, "Are you provoking me?" He began to feel uneasy. James' unchanging smile annoyed him. The rest of the apprentices also looked at James unkindly.

James exhaled, not because he was nervous, but because he had abandoned his cowardice. His eyes were as bright as the stars, "Let's duel, Francis. Let's bet on life and death."

James' voice was not loud, but it accurately reached everyone's ears. Everyone could hear the determination and fearlessness in his voice, but it was especially funny and harsh in Francis' ears.

His face suddenly became very comical. He picked his ears exaggeratedly and said, "You want to duel with me? A piece of trash who can't even withstand the aftermath of a spell dares to duel with me? Who gave you the courage? "

James' mockery had no effect on him. He only calmly repeated, "Let's duel, Francis."

Francis was so angry that he laughed. He pointed at James and said, "Fine, fine, fine. Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish."

James' smile grew wider. He nodded and said, "Today, right now, I'll wait for you in the duel arena." He turned and left without hesitation.

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Francis looked at James' back and suddenly became flustered and exasperated. He felt that he was being looked down upon, looked down upon by a piece of trash who could not even stand in front of him. He roared incoherently, "Damn it, damn it, I'll kill you, piece of trash. I'll definitely kill you!"

His companions did not know what to say. Sheep's sudden resistance had left them at a loss for what to do.

At this moment, a man and a woman silently landed behind them. The man looked at the deranged Francis and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Hearing his voice, everyone quickly turned around. Even the furious Francis calmed down and bowed to the two people. "Master Bill, Master Monica."

The man named Bill waved his hand and asked again, "Francis, what are you doing?"

Francis took a few deep breaths to calm his anger. He told Bill everything that had happened, and then stopped talking and waited for his orders.

Bill frowned. "Since he's a piece of trash, then just kill him. Anger will only make you lose your cool and dignity."

Monica was a flirtatious woman. She covered her mouth and giggled, but no one dared to look at her beautiful body. "Bill and I have found an interesting person. Now go deal with that piece of trash, and then come with us to see the true genius of Moldo."

She walked to the front and circled around Francis. She said frivolously, "Don't waste too much time, and don't lose."

Francis seemed to have thought of something terrifying. He couldn't help but shiver. Like a mortal soldier facing his superior, he shouted, "Yes, Master Monica!"

Monica nodded in satisfaction. She turned around and grabbed Bill's arm. She smiled seductively and said, "Let's go together, my dear Bill."