Chapter 116 Your Name

"Looks like I need to buy some hair dye."

The young man called "Carl" stroked his hair back, put his hand on his head, and showed a bohemian smile: "I said, old man - do you have any good stuff?"

While he was saying this, the gray mud around him was surging uneasy and gurgling.

Then, Karl suddenly raised his right hand that was holding his hair.

With his palm forward, he waved his hand naturally.

Those mud were like living creatures, surging forward rapidly. As if to swallow everything in and tear it apart—

It's not the same as being sneak attacked on a ship.

This time, Benjamin, who had prepared a pre-transformation in advance, finally showed the fighting power of a transformation wizard.

I saw a large amount of black smoke flowing out from around him.

Like a general commanding his soldiers, he pushed the black mist that kept pouring out toward the mud.

When these black mists come into contact with the mud, vermilion crystals are formed from the contact points - the wall composed of black mist transforms the inflowing mud into a kind of vermilion crystals, and then these crystals shatter on their own and become a Roots of red needles, gathered around Benjamin.

I saw him wave his hand forward suddenly.

Like a rainstorm, the red crystal needle flew at a high speed and attacked Captain Carl!

Karl wasn't nervous about it.

The sand in front of him rose up on its own as if it had life. At the moment of leaving the ground, it condensed into a solid and thick stone wall, and those red needles slammed on the stone wall, and then fell down.

The part of the stone wall under the sediment spreads and solidifies in all directions. Forms a solid "undercarriage".

But those red needles, after being broken, shone with golden light tigers one by one.

After a very brief delay, they are connected to each other.

- Sudden explosion!

at this time,

Benjamin suddenly shouted:

"David, get him under control!

"I can't kill anymore... If I continue to transform, I won't be able to stop it!"

David?

are you calling me? But... shouldn't you and I be mortal enemies?

Annan was stunned for a moment.

He quickly realized something.

Yes, this premise is wrong...

The moment he realized this, all the clues were connected in front of him. Annan understood everything.

Without hesitation, he pushed the slightly dazed Maria's shoulder.

He no longer pretended, and his voice was bright and clear:

"Come on, Maria - separate them!"

"……it is good."

Maria also vaguely felt that she understood something.

But she always felt so short.

Although "Gerald"'s actions were rude, she immediately woke up while she was thinking.

Maria's ring shone brightly.

She stretched out her slender right hand, emptied everything down in the air, and issued an edict:

"[Both sides truce]!"

The moment her cold voice fell.

A transparent wall rose between Benjamin and Carl, cutting the battlefield in half.

The invisible repulsion starts from the wall and pushes to both sides at the same time.

In the low roar, the sand and the red needle were firmly blocked by the repulsion force and pushed away to both sides. Even Benjamin and Carl were pushed back away from the wall by the repulsion force.

At this distance, it is impossible for them to rush over immediately; whether it is sand or red crystal, they will be stopped, and only powerful spells that need to be prepared can be washed away.

In other words, both parties don't have to worry about being attacked by the other party... they can sit down and talk calmly.

Annan sighed at the effect of this spell.

This is a genuine persuasion (magic)...

"Can you talk about it now?"

Maria turned around and looked at Annan seriously: "Why separate them?"

Annan seemed to see his own reflection in her pupils.

Everyone else looked at Annan.

Or... all looking at Gerald.

Annan chuckled lightly.

He clapped his hands and stepped forward.

On the ordinary and gentle face that belonged to Gerald, a self-confidence that was incomparable to him suddenly appeared... and a wild smile that was so bright that it was almost bright.

"Gentlemen, old gentlemen... and our esteemed highness."

Annan said, turning around gracefully to bow down to Maria.

Maria also politely gave him a dress-lifting ceremony.

Immediately afterwards, Annan said calmly: "In fact, I have seen through the whole truth."

After speaking, he looked at his watch: "Although the reasoning will be after dinner, I'm running out of time... Let this boring farce end here.

"The reason I want to stop you from fighting is simple. Because if one more person dies, we're down to five, and what does that mean?"

"If the person who killed Master Michelangelo hasn't killed anyone yet... you can kill one person and end the ceremony directly?"

Maria asked tentatively.

Annan nodded and shook his head again.

"Almost, but that's not the problem..."

He sneered, showing an elegant and reserved smile.

He raised his voice and replied: "The crux of the problem is that if there are six people alive - no matter how powerful he is, he can't kill anyone. Otherwise, there will be a bug in the ritual... or an infinite loop."

Annan's attitude today is not at all as humble as he has shown before.

Every move seems to be flashing light, attracting everyone's attention.

"Let me put it this way. There's an easy way to end this...just one simple question."

Annan said bluntly: "It's just that from the very beginning, we all ignored this matter. Why, because everyone present ... more or less lost their lives. So we won't hide our identities from others. strange thing.

"But here's the crux of the matter."

With that said, Annan looked at Maria and asked, "Does the school of edicts have a spell that can know the real names of others?"

Annan had seen something similar at the Viscount Mansion before.

Maria blinked, realizing something.

She quickly replied, "Yes, there is."

She immediately took out a flat emerald green jade card from her small satchel.

She gently wiped her right hand on it, and strange marks were branded on it.

"Take it and ask people for their real names. If the answer is correct, it will flash white; if the answer is wrong, it will flash red."

Maria handed it to Annan, explaining how to use it.

"Okay, Your Highness."

Annan smiled slightly, looked directly at Uncle Gillandaio of the Prophet School, raised his hand and handed the jade token.

He said gently: "Your Excellency Gillandaio... Would you like to come and test it?"

Gillandaio, who had been silent, looked at Annan and suddenly laughed.

He walked over without fear, and held the jade card tightly.

Under the gazes of everyone with different expressions, Gillandaio said calmly:

"My real name is—

"Michelangelo Buonaro."

- White light comes on.