Wizard: I Brought the Wrong System

The streets were noisy.

The wounded kept wailing, the prisoners roared wildly, relatives and friends followed and begged, the law enforcement team and the **** were in a mess, but their feet were in an unusual hurry.

The scene that caught his eye made Yaro subconsciously scan the surrounding buildings.

"The Mysterious Hall is not far away, so...you have indeed arrived at Battle Corner Street?"

Is there any foreign invasion?

wrong!

Both the captives and the wounded were wearing the apprentice robes of the Owl Academy, indicating that this was an internal incident.

But...does this have anything to do with me?

Under Yaro's calm face, invisible flames boiled in his bright eyes.

He never takes the initiative to cause trouble.

Including but not limited to competitions, treasure hunts, group tasks, singing and dancing banquets...anything that may trigger other people's prying eyes, do not participate.

It was almost like being in jail, squatting in the academy, living a quiet and peaceful life with one or two friends.

The results of it?

A man-made disaster?

Pooh!

It's just that I never treat apprentices as human beings!

So what if a blood sacrifice is necessary?

There is no shortage of criminals anywhere, the world is so big, and official wizards all have powerful power and creative abilities.

How about just refining something and exchanging death row prisoners with each king?

Even if it has to be the same as the apprentice, and it is mandatory to be from the outer continent, isn't the method still the same, just with an extra step of transporting it back?

Yaro didn't know if his thoughts were right.

It may be that just like agricultural people cannot understand the thoughts of nomadic people, there may be other indescribable difficulties.

But at this time, Yaro was not here to understand the other party.

He was furious in his heart, but he suppressed it forcefully - he was so angry!

The Buddha still has vajra wrath, so people who are good will be deceived by others?

So...blow it up, blow up this academy!

A small amount of earthen explosives is naturally not enough, but...a yard used for body protection is really not a small amount.

Destroying the main buildings of the academy... should be enough.

What's more, there was a joke in Yaro's previous life - add some sugar to make Ivan!

"Calm down, Yaro!"

Yaro took a deep breath, knowing that anger would not solve the problem, but would create more problems.

he knows.

My emotions are agitating and my rationality is going too far.

He is trying to persuade himself.

"Don't let anger shake your reason, don't let the desire for destruction swallow up your mind!"

"Senior Delia and little fat boy Kaitarn are not necessarily dead yet."

"There is still Teacher Bosco here, he will definitely have a solution!"

"Yes! Teacher Bosco is still here!"

Yaro vomited softly and stepped into the mysterious hall.

…

As soon as Yaro turned the corner, he was blocked by a group of heavily armed law enforcers.

"Stop! You are not a law enforcer, what are you doing here!"

On full alert?

Yaro had no intention of causing trouble, and he could understand the vigilance of the law enforcement headquarters at this time. He explained honestly: "I am a student of Wizard Bosco, and I came here just to find him."

"Lord Bosco's student?"

"Is it the apprentice named Yarrow Garner?"

"According to rumors, it seems to be like this."

Yaro captured the whispered exchanges between several law enforcers and immediately responded, while taking out his personal name card: "Yes, it's me. This is my personal name card, which is enough to prove my identity."

After carrying the personal name card with you for a long time, it will resonate with the owner's magic aura. After receiving the owner's magic power, it will release a faint green light.

Seeing the words 'Yaro Ghana' emerging from the void with a faint green light, several law enforcers nodded slightly and confirmed Yaro's identity.

One of the young men with freckles said: "You wait a moment, I will go and report."

Why still report it?

Is Teacher Bosco busy with something?

Although Yaro was puzzled, his face remained kind: "Of course, please."

After the brown-haired young man left, Yaro tried to communicate with the people around him, hoping to get some information from these people.

Unfortunately, I don’t know if they were given a gag order or if I honestly don’t know.

No matter what Yaro asked, they didn't speak.

…

Under the starry sky, the towering and majestic parliament hall was already full of seats.

The wizards on the seats had different expressions and were whispering to each other. Many wizards unabashedly cast their disdainful eyes on Anthony, who was the head of the conference hall.

The wealthy Anthony looked calm. He had long expected that others might question him.

But when another rightful owner does not directly deny it, the nature of the matter has been determined, and many people will naturally believe it.

It's like a 50-50 split.

Having done it before, being undefeated, and not being denied by the rightful owner, the rightful owner’s power will naturally be enriched.

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Even so, the news of Bosco's defeat must continue to be revealed through another channel and verified in many aspects.

In addition, this approach must have a certain degree of credibility.

It would be better if he could not deal with Anthony himself.

Only by not dealing with Anthony will everyone believe the truth of this matter.

But it was impossible for Anthony to let other wizards enter the core of the academy's power.

so…

"Dean, Yaro is outside the law enforcement headquarters."

Just in time!

Anthony's heart moved slightly, and he ordered with a steady face: "Bring him here and tell him that his senior brother is waiting for him here."

After 'defeating' Bosco, Anthony has escaped from Bosco's shadow and established his own power.

At this time, pulling out the identity of Bosco's disciple will only use Bosco's power as nourishment to support himself, rather than diluting his own existence again.

Snapped!

The freckled young man quickly saluted with his legs crossed, his shiny black leather shoes making a crisp sound, and he responded excitedly: "Yes! Dean Anthony!"

After saying that, the freckled young man turned around solemnly and left the conference hall with small steps.

…

"What? What council hall are you calling me to? Where is my senior brother waiting for me?" Yaro looked at the out-of-breath freckled young man and repeated his words with surprise on his face.

"What happened? Who is my senior brother? Why is he in the council hall?"

The Council Hall is the highest institution of the academy. How could Yaro not know this? It’s just that he didn’t quite understand who the senior brother who suddenly showed up was.

I've never heard of it from Wizard Bosco.

"You'll know when you go there." The freckled young man said with a little compliment, but kept silent and just kept asking Yaro to go forward.