Farrell was stunned.
… Is this Master Benjamin
He was in shock at the moment. It feels like you are speaking ill of someone behind your back, and when you get excited, you turn around and find that the person you spoke ill of is right behind you, looking at you with a smile. The feeling of horror mixed with guilty conscience is unparalleled.
Did everyone hear everything you just said? Was the stumbling block he used behind his back also discovered
Farrell panicked. However, he still tried to calm down and did not show any flaws.
"It's actually Dean Benjamin? It's amazing. I've admired your name in Freden for a long time. I didn't expect that when I saw you today, you were younger than the one in the legend. It's really amazing..."
He felt that his forehead was sweating, and the flattery was a little too much. But in panic, he couldn't make a good response for a while, so he could only force out such a slightly embarrassed smile.
But Benjamin had no special reaction.
"Your Excellency has been visiting for so long, do you have any thoughts?"
Farrell immediately shook his head: "No. This college is really amazing. I have never seen such a great college. Dean Benjamin, I really admire you!"
Hearing this, the smile on Benjamin’s face became even brighter.
Farrell felt even more guilty.
This meaningful smile... I'm afraid I didn't discover something. Otherwise, with so many people around, how come they just happened to be on top of me
"You are joking." Benjamin spoke slowly and added, "By the way, there will be a two-hour break during the exam at noon, but if there is nothing to see, everyone may feel bored. So, I We have set up a dueling arena here in the playground. Your Excellency is also a well-known mage. How about we go up there and have a try?"
It's over... coming! This is a clear plan to attack him!
Farrell smiled more and more reluctantly: "Well... Dean Benjamin, for a mage like you to compete with me, wouldn't you lower your status? How could I be your opponent? Why not... you go find someone else, why? Sample?"
"Your Excellency, you don't have to worry about this." Benjamin waved his hand and said with a smile, "Of course I know that such a competition is nothing to see, so I also invited many people so that you can compete with me together. Isn't that right? Is it more fair?"
… oh
When Farrell heard this, his heart moved.
What do you mean, boy
At this moment, the other party's intention was already obvious - they were here to deal with him. But this method... is a bit too confident, right
"May I ask, how many people do you plan to invite to compete with you?" With this in mind, Farrell asked tentatively.
"This is not certain yet, but there must be at least a hundred people."
“…”
Farrell couldn't believe his ears.
"What? Are you surprised?" Benjamin laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's just a competition, not just a gimmick. There is no such topic as 'one against a hundred', and I'm afraid no one wants to watch it. .”
Farrell reluctantly laughed along.
"I see, Dean Benjamin is really an interesting person." He thought for a while and said, "Since you said so, how can I refuse? Don't worry, I will definitely be there for the competition!"
"Thank you very much for your cooperation."
"Hahahaha, it should be..."
Just like that, after fighting for a while, Benjamin turned and left. Farrell looked at his leaving figure, narrowed his eyes, and showed a subtle expression.
One versus a hundred? Too arrogant
He could probably understand the intention of Dean Benjamin - he wanted to establish his authority and wanted the mages on the mainland to see how strong he was. However, this way of establishing authority may cause someone to fall off the boat accidentally.
How can anyone defeat one against a hundred
This is different from the battle of those rough mercenaries. Mercenaries all fight in close combat, and the distance is limited. Even if one is fighting a hundred, only four or five people can attack at the same time. But mages are different. If a hundred mages go up, a hundred magics will be blasted towards the enemy's face.
No matter how powerful the guy is, he may not be able to hold his own if he is surrounded by a hundred mages.
Sure enough, young people are just too arrogant.
Thinking this, Farrell also had a smile on his face.
Touching the high-level magic potion in his pocket, he suddenly became a little excited. It is rare to have such an opportunity to personally send a proud man to ruin. How could I miss it
He even began to look forward to what Benjamin would look like after his tragic defeat.
As long as the reputation of this so-called hero is tarnished, this magic academy will naturally not be able to open. When the time comes, they will join forces to collect and burn the "Declaration of Free Magic" that has been circulated among the people. His mages will no longer be able to ask for higher commissions on this basis.
He will be one of the heroes who saves all mages.
Thinking of this, Farrell was in a good mood.
The exam in the playground was still in full swing, but he had no intention of watching anymore. The next battle was crucial, and he had to prepare well.
By the way... several familiar leaders of the mage organization are also here today. The key is that those few people are very strong, so he'd better call them on.
Thinking this, he immediately walked out along the road.
"Master Gary, we meet again! Listen to me, now there is a very good opportunity to significantly weaken the influence of the Magic Academy, so that we, the mage organization, can continue to do it..."
"Master Jennifer, long time no see, I have some good news..."
"Master Neil..."
Farrell called almost all the leaders of the mage organization he knew. Fortunately, the news of this exam spread far and wide, and a lot of people came. In the end, he found ten very powerful thugs.
Although he felt that he was already very strong, compared with these ten people, he could only be considered eleventh. Therefore, he became more and more confident about the upcoming competition.
Noon was coming soon, and he couldn't wait to see the young mage fail.
In this way, time passed, and as the sun rose to its highest altitude, the students gathered on the playground slowly dispersed. In the playground, many mages were busy, and finally, an extremely wide open space was created.
Looking at the open space over there, Farrell was excited.
"Are we going to make a mistake during the competition and kill Dean Benjamin directly?" On his side, the mage who was preparing to participate in the competition smiled and whispered.
"Forget it, he is still a character after all, leave him alive." Farrell also showed a satisfied smile and whispered back, "I also want to see his expression when he fails. Can he also smile? He has to come out. If he died, wouldn’t he not be able to see such wonderful things?”
"You're right, then let's keep him alive. But... there are a hundred people. If those other people want to do something serious, there's nothing we can do."
Farrell shrugged and said, "If someone strikes hard, it's their own fault. It has nothing to do with us."
As he spoke, he exchanged glances with the mage, and both of them smiled slightly, as if they had seen Benjamin's sad defeat in their eyes.