Chapter 366 - 248: Maya (Part 3)
Malin took his seat and watched as the leading mentor of his team stepped forward to negotiate with the mentor from the Church of the War God. He couldn’t help but glance at the swollen-faced mentor Emet Selk beside him.
The latter, belatedly aware, looked at Malin with a trace of confusion on his face, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
"I’m thinking, if it comes to a mentor’s battle later, should you go up or should I?" Malin said to Emet Selk as he watched the two leading mentors on the verge of confrontation.
Emet Selk fell silent for a moment, sighed and asked, "Just how much do you know?"
Malin crossed his legs and looked up at the two mentors, "One dead, two seriously injured... according to past situations, if the negotiations are successful and compensation is duly made according to the rules, that would be the end of it. But if the talks fail, it’s quite normal for one or two mentors to die as long as the gloves hit the ground. Someone always has to pay the price."
Honestly, Malin didn’t quite have the stomach for this method of negotiation, but after all, it was the rule, and proper compensation was not just empty talk, so Malin wasn’t prepared to disrupt it. He just felt that if the Western division of your Church of the War God has already overstepped on the first day of the lunar month, don’t expect Malin from the Southern division to wait till the fifteenth to respond.
"After all, accidents happen in competitions," the leading mentor on the stage said with a smile, taking out a white glove and looking at the furious leading mentor from the Church of the Goddess of Harvest. He tossed it at her feet, "You choose someone to come up."
Emet Selk was the first to stand up, but he couldn’t move as a World Tree Sapling’s cord had tied up his legs.
Malin stood up, with Lorrin helping him to his staff. With the staff’s support, he walked to the front of his Church’s leading mentor under the gaze of the audience, all the mentors from the Church, and the apprentices. He pulled out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from the young lady’s eyes, "My lady, I’m here."
"Malin, you shouldn’t come up, this isn’t for you," the young lady sobbed.