Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 82: The Living And The Dead [Part 1]

"Sisters, we're almost there!" Ruby said excitedly. "Make sure to give it your best! Our candies are at stake!"

"""Yes!"""

The students of Brynhildr Academy watched with great amusement as the swarm of fairies carried Ethan like a war hero towards the Grand Stadium where the next battle was about to take place.

The blue-haired boy, whose face couldn't get any redder, had no choice but to endure the embarrassment, and shame, as countless students watched him being carried away.

Not far from him, two beautiful teenage girls were keeping a safe distance and were pretending that they didn't know him. Although they cared deeply about Ethan, it was simply too embarrassing to be associated with him right now.

"So, this is what second hand embarrassment feels like," Chloe muttered as she looked at her pitiful cousin in the distance.

Luna who heard her, simply nodded her head and looked at Ethan with an apologetic face. Since all of them were headed in the same location, she decided to make it up to the young man later by giving him some of the cookies that she had baked earlier.

Several minutes later, Ethan was once again sitting on the stands. However, he wasn't alone. Ruby's group of fairies sat on his head, shoulders, lap, and even ears, making the members of Dud Manor chuckle due to how funny he looked at the moment.

Ethan was feeling a lot better after arriving at the Grand Stadium.

Some of the fairies that weren't part of the group that had initially made a deal with him for candies, decided to kiss him while he was being carried to the Grand Stadium.

They were hoping that they still had a chance to get free candies from the teenage boy, who had made all of them very proud.

Since Ethan managed to absorb their magical powers, the symptoms of his mana deficiency eased up a bit, allowing him to be able to sit on his own.

However, his body still felt as heavy as lead, and the fairies using him as their personal couch, made the already heavy feeling a little bit heavier.

Chloe and Luna sat a meter away from him, and would glance in his direction while trying their best not to giggle.

"Hahaha, very funny," Ethan stated as he rolled his eyes at the two girls, whose bodies were shaking due to the laughter they were holding back.

"It's good to see that you're doing well, Ethan," Henry said. "How are you feeling?"

"Not that good, but slowly recovering," Ethan replied. "Sir Henry, I've been meaning to ask, does Noah have a chance of winning?"

"Mmm… the possibility exists." Henry narrowed his eyes as he looked at the handsome silver-haired boy, who was currently standing in the arena, facing his opponent. "Similar to you, Noah doesn't only have good looks. He can fight as well."

"I've never seen him train, so I don't know how he fights," Ethan commented while looking at Noah, who had become one of his good friends in the Dud Manor.

"You haven't?" Henry arched an eyebrow before explaining Noah's fighting style. "He uses the whip. Watch closely Ethan. You might learn a thing of two by watching him."

Two minutes later, Professor Rinehart's booming voice spread in the Grand Stadium, making all the students look at the podium where he was currently standing.

"Thank you for waiting, everyone," Professor Rinehart said. "We will now begin the second match between Schwartz Manor and Dud Manor!"

The students cheered because they were looking forward to another great match. The battle between Ethan and Langston fired them up, so they were hoping that a battle with the same intensity would happen for the next match.

"Ralf Orryn and Noah Cassemir, are both of you ready to fight?" Professor Barret, who was standing at the center of the arena glanced at the two teenagers, and waited for their answer.

"I'm ready," Ralf replied.

"Same," Noah stated.

"Then, let the battle begin!" Professor Barret declared.

The Professor then teleported outside the arena with his wand at the ready. Although he didn't expect something similar to what happened between Ethan and Langston would occur, he was still prepared to act at any second, in order to save the students from getting seriously injured in the duel.

Ralf, who had dark-blonde hair, and gray eyes, pointed his wand on the ground in front of him, and cast his first spell.

"Maior Inmortui!"

A second later, a Mummy covered up in bandages rose up from the ground, which made the First Years gasp in surprise.

'He's probably a Necromancer or a Dark Summoner,' Noah thought. 'Either way, this is going to be tough.'

Since the battle had already started, Noah also took out his whip, and prepared to fight off the Undead Monster, whom he believed to be a Greater Undead.

With a monstrous roar, the Mummy charged at Noah, who still had a calm expression on his face.

Suddenly, a loud cracking of the whip spread in the arena as the silver-haired boy lashed out at the approaching monster.

Surprisingly, the monster flinched after getting hit by Noah's whip, which made Ralf arch an eyebrow.

"You have an interesting whip with you," Ralf stated. "Made from cold iron?"

"Who knows?" Noah replied before making his whip coil around the Mummy's leg.

He then pulled with all of his might, making the mummy fall on its back.

Ethan, who was watching the battle, narrowed his eyes because he didn't expect Noah's whip to be able to extend itself, allowing him to hit targets a good distance away.

Ralf smirked after seeing his monster get immobilized. Clearly, what was happening at the moment wasn't a big deal to him.

"Maior Inmortui!"

Ralf summoned another monster, but this time, it was a Wolf Zombie that reminded Ethan of the Dire Wolves in the Great Eagle Forest

Suddenly, Ralf did the unexpected and cast the spell for the third time, summoning another Wolf Zombie.

This made the members of the Dud Manor have solemn expressions on their faces. They didn't know if Noah would be able to fight against three Greater Undead at the same time.

However, they still believed that the silver-haired boy would find a way out of his current predicament.