Chapter 3 Christine's bet

"Miss Christine?" No less than Victor's momentum when he entered the venue, the entire hall suddenly fell silent again, and then a low discussion sounded. Vivian bit his finger in confusion and hesitated: "Well, is there anything wrong with that? He is just a high-level caster!"

"The key is not her level, but her gender." An Ruoran gently patted Vivian's head and turned his attention to the entrance of the hall. Judging from Victor's remaining memories, although casting is considered mental labor, it also has high requirements for physical strength and endurance. Therefore, on the flange continent, almost all the magic casting masters are men. Even if there are occasional female magic casting masters, they are often apprentices or low-level identities.

"But, this lady has actually reached the advanced level, what does it mean?" An Ruoran couldn't help but smile slightly. Either she is as good at soul casting techniques as she is, or her physical strength and endurance are far more powerful than ordinary men. In other words, this Miss Christine is probably big and thick, with dark skin, and belongs to the "Ruhua" type that often appears in Zhou Xingxing's movies...

"It's exciting. I haven't seen such a top-notch quality for a long time!" He rubbed his hands secretly under the table. An Ruoran stared at the entrance of the hall with curious eyes. But the next moment, when the figure appeared at the entrance, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Almost at the same time, a more noisy sound suddenly sounded in the hall, and most of the meanings were praise, stunning and emotion.

"Ah, it's indeed a beautiful sister!" Vivian's sincerity sighed, and actually expressed the voices of all men. At this moment, the woman standing quietly at the entrance did have a beauty that ordinary people could not meet. In addition to this indescribable appearance, the temperament of the caster added a bit of wisdom and heroism to her, completely distinguishing her from ordinary beauties-

The long black invention, as silk as silk, shines like a mirror, naturally falls on the shoulders; the beautiful jade looks like the masterpieces of the gods, but with a bit of coldness and arrogance; the slender figure is just a simple and quiet position, which hides an indescribable charm; and the two bright eyes with light blue waves seem to have a faint mist, but when you stare carefully, you will notice the meaning of being above, as if she is the master and you are just a servant...

"Although it's a bit arrogant, it's still a waste. Such a beauty actually became a demon caster?" After a moment of loss of consciousness, An Ruoran immediately remembered the identity of the role and picked up the red wine again. Rui was already stunned, and it was all due to Vivian coughing lightly before coming back to his senses, and hurriedly continued to pour wine and serve.

However, the next moment, the beauty demon caster ignored the gazes around him and walked straight towards An Ruoran. It was not until this time that everyone noticed that behind her a burly man - a man who looked like a barbarian fighter was more than two meters tall, and the heavy footsteps vibrated the floor and trembled. This power alone was enough to scare away many people who were trying to approach her.

In a moment, the magic caster and her guards had already walked up to An Ruoran. Looking at An Ruoran silently, the beauty suddenly bowed slightly and said calmly: "Master Victor, it is a privilege to see you here. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Christine, a magic caster from the Northern Parliament Alliance, and my mother is Catherine, the Speaker of the Northern Parliament Alliance."

"Northern Parliamentary Alliance?" When he heard this term, many people took a breath, and looked at Christine with a little more respect. The Parliamentary Alliance, which occupied the northern part of the mainland, consisted of thirty-six territories, had enough strength to confront the Kashyapa Empire. Christine's mother was the president of the parliament, known as the strong woman, so her identity was almost comparable to that of the princess!

"Is that so what?" Hiding the shock in his heart, An Ruoran still played with the wine glass arrogantly. At the same time, he did not forget to use the soul eye to detect the other party. Judging from the detection results, this Miss Christine does have the strength of a high-level magic caster, and her guards also reached the high-level level, and neither should be underestimated.

Hearing An Ruoran's unceremonious answer, Christine did not show any anger. With a faint smile, the beauty actually filled An Ruoran with red wine, and then slowly said: "Mr. Victor, I will bring an invitation to my mother. I hope you can accept her hire to cast her for her, and for this she is willing to provide an annual salary of 100,000 gold coins."

"Ten, 100,000 gold coins!" The audience was stunned and silent at first, but then there was a marvel that was enough to lift the roof off. 100,000 gold coins were the annual income of a small town, enough for ordinary people to enjoy their lives. In other words, Speaker Catherine was using a town to support Victor. I'm afraid no magic caster has ever enjoyed such treatment!

"Oh, how can I spend 100,000 gold coins to finish?" An Ruoran sighed in his heart, but he knew his weight in the end, so he could only show a disdainful expression and said coldly: "No interest! If you just want to say this, then please leave. I am not interested in any conditions."

"Bastard, who do you think you are?" Amid the amazement and regret of the audience, the high-level barbarian fighter was the first to attack. But before he could grab An Ruoran's collar, Christine frowned slightly and shouted: "Nicholas, control your emotions!"

The fierce man as fierce as a tiger suddenly degenerated into a docile kitten after hearing this innocent reminder. Christine stared at An Ruoran quietly, and after a long time, she suddenly smiled, like an iceberg thawing: "Very good, actually I don't think it's necessary to hire you, but my mother insisted on me doing this. Then, it's my turn to ask myself..."

"No need to hire me?" An Ruoran frowned slightly, obviously not understanding the other party's meaning. But then, Christine straightened up again and announced confidently: "Mr. Victor, I would like to challenge you in my personal name. I hope to prove to the mainland through tomorrow's competitive meeting, who is the best magic caster!"

Bangs sounded one after another, and the wine glasses in many people's hands had fallen to the ground, and their facial expressions were even more distorted to an unimaginable level. Just kidding, a mere high-level caster actually challenged the super-level... No, the holy caster, and was Victor, the soul caster known as the "Left Hand of God". Could it be that she really felt that her appearance was proportional to the casting technique?

In fact, before An Ruoran could answer, Rui, who had been serving him, jumped up and shouted with a blushing face: "Miss Christine, do you know what you are talking about? How many opportunities do you think you have to defeat Master Victor? Even if you plan to become famous in one fell swoop, there is no need to find such a boring way!"

Even though he was confused by Christine's beauty, Rui still couldn't help but jump up and scold her because of the insults she received from her idol. An Ruoran frowned slightly, feeling a little troubled. It doesn't matter if he was really Victor, but he was just a beginner caster. Christine on the opposite side not only surpassed him in two levels, but also seemed confident in her tone. In this case...

"If I win, Mr. Victor will agree to my mother's appointment." Ignoring the surprised gaze around him, Christine put her hair on her hair and said expressionlessly, "If I lose, I am willing to serve you as your maid for a whole year, no matter how excessive orders you issue!"

When many people heard the last words full of ambiguous meaning, they couldn't help but swallow their throats, and a neat gurgling sound suddenly sounded in the venue. Let such a beauty be a maid, let such a beauty comparable to a princess be a maid, and do anything... Many men have already started to fantasize about that scene, and even envied Victor's luck. In their opinion, Victor could not lose in this competition.

"I envy your mother!" But An Ruoran, who is the institution, did not think so. He suddenly found that he was forced to the cliff and had no chance to retreat. He looked at Vivian beside him and looked at Christine, who was full of provocation on the other side. The poor fake casting master finally sighed and pretended to be meaningless and said: "A challenge overestimating his abilities! However, I will defeat all the contestants and reach the top anyway. If I defeat you casually, it will be a small task."

"That's good, I look forward to meeting you on the finals!" Christine bowed gracefully, then walked out of the hall with her head high, letting everyone talk behind her. Vivian leaned against An Ruoran's arm and looked at Christine's beautiful back angrily. The little girl suddenly felt very angry - it was not just because of the other party's challenge, but also because of some sour feeling... Well, is it because of the bet that obeyed all orders?

"Do you want me to vent your anger?" He looked at Vivian tactfully, Naya, who was chewing two roasted suckling pigs in his arms, immediately patted his front hooves as if he was pleased, and turned his head to look at the back in the distance. The next moment, the demon pig suddenly raised his throat and waved his front hooves and shouted, "That girl, if you lose, you will marry Lord Naya as your wife, do you know?"

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