After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 218 - 94: The Scam of Young Yila

Chapter 218: Chapter 94: The Scam of Young Yila

"The file is right here... cough, cough..."

Slightly coughing, Qiara handed the parchment to Severia. Severia frowned as she took it and asked her mentor, "Mentor, about Yila’s duel..."

Qiara clearly showed no interest in discussing it further with Severia. She coughed while turning away and said, "With your status, you should call Yila ’Senior Yila.’"

"If you want to know something, it’s all recorded in the file you hold. What you should do is read it and learn... Don’t expect others to give you the answers, Severia, or I’ll make you come to your senses."

...

Watching Qiara leave the room, Severia didn’t mind the clearly unfriendly attitude because she knew Qiara treated everyone this way... except for Yila... Senior Yila.

At this moment, the duel file in Severia’s hand recorded all the duel information and processes of last year’s students, with different bookmarks dividing each student’s duel records.

The thick sheepskin book she held had a bookmark labeled "Ira (Yila)" inserted in the middle of the book... meaning that Senior Yila alone had more duel records than all the other nine hundred and ninety-nine students combined.

*Didn’t this mean making enemies everywhere?* *But for some reason, Senior Yila seemed quite popular.*

Thinking this, Severia flipped open the first page of the duel file... It seemed many students had borrowed the duel records and annotated them densely.

She flipped through a bit... It seemed there weren’t annotations later on.

This meant that Yila’s file had always been highly sought after.

"Language, deception, and the use of asymmetric information in duels."

Severia saw this bolded note at the top of Yila’s first duel, added by others, and she froze... realizing what she needed to read might be this duel.

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"The duel has started. I’ll use ’Pure White Swift Blade’ to pierce your heart within ten seconds... That’s my forecast."

The obscure Yila said this, and standing in the same duel arena with him was Devont Caligula, a son of the Imperial Duke Caligula.

He was a very talented mage.

Yila’s announcement only elicited a sneer from him; he never thought Yila could defeat him. He was even surprised Yila showed up on time today.

It was just self-humiliation.

"Devont! Devont! Devont!"

"Devont! Devont!"

The students surrounding them cheered for Devont, the mage boy, while he smiled arrogantly and said, "Then I’ll crush you under my feet and force you to lick my shoes clean."

It was a duel to the death, yet Devont only thought about humiliating his opponent after winning, while Yila, with every thought, aimed to kill his opponent as quickly as possible... From this perspective, Devont was already at a disadvantage.

Though the duel had started, Yila used his "announcement" to delay time, preventing his opponent from becoming immediately tense, and Devont cooperated, casually letting his left hand leave his magic wand,

Devont casually adjusted his hair while sneering and said, "A civilian who doesn’t know his place... Even if I let you lick..."

In fact, the Elkaras Family wasn’t considered a grand noble but wasn’t a civilian either. These words undoubtedly insulted Yila, but Yila didn’t mind... It wasn’t worth the attention.

Because at the height of Devont’s speech...

"Blood!"

Accompanied by a shout, Yila instantly appeared before the mage boy named Devont like a ghost. With a surprised look on Devont’s face, his wrist was sliced as he retreated swiftly.

Devont’s hand holding the magic wand was instantly severed by Yila.

Here, Yila used a cunning trick... The spell called "Pure White Swift Blade," chanted as "Gentle as the wind in the forest, swift as flowing water, cutting as the wave on the water; reason, its, brilliance, flash." It wasn’t a long chant.

Upon being informed that Yila was going to use Pure White Swift Blade, Devont formed an expectation... He awaited Yila to start chanting "Gentle as," he thought.

If Yila uttered some homophone, like "perhaps (Gentle)" or "gentle dialogue," Devont would instantly be on guard.

But Yila’s self-created spell "Pure White Swift Blade·Blood," with weaker power, longer original text, and requiring self-blood consumption, exchanged for a very easy-to-hide and short chant.

Using the announcement itself to hide the chant of "Pure White Swift Blade," then releasing it with merely one word "Blood" was information anyone knowing a bit about Yila could grasp.

In other words, Devont was killed by his own arrogance.

"Swish!"

Accompanied by the sound of slicing, a hand flew high into the sky, blood splatter trailing, displaying Devont’s incredulous expression, his indescribable fear and panic.

*Did this guy Yila really intend to kill me?! He dared?!* *Thinking this, Devont urgently protected his heart, leaning back, and very swiftly began chanting the spell shield: "By the wall of despair, create..."*

*Though Devont was of terrible character, his spell foundation was quite good. He rapidly chanted the spell shield using the technique of high-speed chanting.*

A shield emerged as Yila raised his hand, gently spreading from Devont’s chest...

Because of Yila’s announcement, Devont was very certain Yila would then pierce his heart, but... Yila’s intention would surely be foiled by the shield!

That’s what he thought.

...

"Slash!!!"

In an instant, the blade flashed, and Yila seemed to simply pass by Devont, standing with his back to his opponent, nonchalantly releasing the "Pure White Swift Blade·Blood" in his hand.

Then at the next moment, Devont’s head, full of terror, flew high and traced a parabola in the air before landing on the duel ground, bouncing a few times.

The headless body fell motionlessly.

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...

Severia stood silent, looking at the mostly healed scar on her hand, touching her neck where Yila had previously aimed... *She felt a chill down her neck.*

*Yet she indeed learned something...*

Those chosen to fight the previous year’s leaders were usually like her, the toughest selected from the tactical faction. She realized this.

*Deception and being deceived were the main themes of the duel.*

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