Infinite Mage

Chương 250: Midnight Ball (Part 3)

Zion was getting angry. "What do you mean you can't fight? Shirone would still win, wouldn't he?"

A man named Arius pushed his glasses up his nose. He spoke in a calm, smart voice. "This isn't about winning or losing. I am a doctor for the mind, not a fighter. Can you really see someone like me using a sword to hurt an eighteen-year-old boy?"

Zion growled, "Then what? You want me to kill him myself?"

Arius smiled a thin, cold smile. "If you are able to do it, that would be best for me."

Zion was very frustrated, but he couldn't make Arius do it. He let out a sharp breath. "Fine. I'll take care of it."

Arius clapped his hands slowly, like he was making fun of Zion. "How brave and princely of you."

Zion had an idea. "But I won't get my own hands dirty. We will use a specialist. An assassin named Zenogger."

Zion looked at the empty air behind Arius. Suddenly, Arius felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if ghostly fingers were touching him. He forced a nervous laugh. "How creepy. I'm almost too scared to look behind me."

Just then, a man dropped down from the ceiling, hanging upside-down right in front of Arius! He was very skinny, with a sharp nose and lips as thin as paper cuts. But the scariest part was his eyes—they were perfectly round and looked very, very unnatural.

The hanging man spoke in a flat, boring voice. "You called for me, Your Highness."

Zion gestured. "This is my personal guard, Zenogger. Zenogger, this is Arius."