bullyxtreme Chapter 183 Sylvie is arrested
Chapter 183 Sylvie is arrested
Chapter 183 Sylvie is arrested
"This is a great opportunity."
This was Mason's first reaction when he heard the club was going on a trip. After all, he had been looking for an opportunity, and now was the time.
Within the academy, harming a student is nearly impossible unless they can be lured to a secluded place. And their targets aren't fools; they won't fall for it so easily.
Mason tried countless methods, often seducing her at night, but all to no avail. Before Sylvie gained fame and attracted the attention of the Academy, he even used most of his power and many demonic artifacts.
However, none of this worked. According to his intelligence, the girl had shown signs of awakening, making it even more difficult for him to take action.
Judging from her previous behavior, she clearly sensed something was wrong, which made Mason realize that she might already know his identity.
Therefore, once the destination of the trip was confirmed, Mason immediately prepared a small team for it.
He wanted to bring more people, but that would be difficult. Because of the researchers, Xiux City was under close surveillance by the Federation and the Magic Tower, making entry without expending significant resources virtually impossible.
Furthermore, they didn't have much time to prepare for this, which greatly limited their options.
Even so, this didn't hinder Mason's plans. Moreover, he wasn't accompanied by an advisor on this trip, and he was currently busy with his thesis grades. He likely believed that nothing unexpected would happen in such a safe place.
The only potential threat comes from upperclassmen, especially Maya Evergreen, but as long as they are careful, none of that will be a problem.
And so, Mason meticulously planned his scheme, preparing to take advantage of the opportunities that this trip would bring.
While the team split up to explore the city of Siux, Mason secretly followed Morse and Sylvie.
That annoying guy was always with her, and for some reason, Mason sensed a strange aura emanating from him. It was as if she couldn't fully perceive his presence, and sometimes she would even forget he was there.
He also felt the man glaring at him from time to time, but whenever he turned around to look, he never saw the man's gaze fall on him.
That's why Mason was annoyed by that person's presence, and now that they're together, he sneered inwardly.
'Let's see if you can still glare at me like that.'
Mason moved nimbly and stealthily, thanks to his demonic abilities and extensive experience in covert operations. His keen eyes followed the two as they moved through the city's narrow streets and alleys.
They wandered around for a long time. Most of the time, they had no chance to make a move because of the attention of the people around them.
However, at that moment, the two suddenly walked into a deserted alley, where there was not a soul in sight.
'Ha...how foolish.'
Mason sneered, realizing that this was the opportunity they had been waiting for.
[Target confirmed, prepare for action.]
He signaled to the team through his headset.
[Understood, Captain.]
After the notification was sent, the team was ready. They quickly surrounded the two and slowly created a small barrier using demonic energy to block the sound from spreading.
Mason then began to gather demonic energy, and the battle was about to begin.
......
Clang!
After the initial attack was deflected by the dagger, the attacker immediately followed up with another attack.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
However, Morse deflected almost all of the attacks with his dagger.
Clang!
As yet another attack was deflected, Morse quickly glanced around to assess the number of attackers.
"what?"
Sylvie was caught off guard by the attack and looked around. Unlike before, this time she immediately focused her attention.
"Come closer!" Morse shouted, and the two braced themselves against the impending threat. A group of hooded figures emerged from the shadows, their faces obscured and their features unrecognizable.
“Understood.” Sylvie immediately took her position and began using her abilities to buff Morse. Although she didn’t yet know how to fight effectively, she knew what she should do.
Whoosh!
The hooded figures moved with an eerie speed, their weapons gleaming coldly in the dim light.
Morse and Sylvie stood back to back, facing the approaching enemy. A tense atmosphere filled the air as attackers circled around them.
Morse reacted swiftly, immediately intercepting the first attacker. His strength at this moment far surpassed that of ordinary people; with Sylvie's enhancement, his combat power doubled.
Swish!
His twin daggers clashed with the attacker's weapon, producing a metallic clang. The crimson aura surrounding Morse intensified, adding an eerie touch to his movements.
Sylvie focused her magic, creating a protective barrier around them. The hooded figures, undeterred, continued their relentless attack.
Clang! Clang!
The sound of metal clashing echoed in the air as Morse parried each attack.
Whoosh!
An attacker rushed towards Sylvie, using her position to launch an attack. However, Morse intercepted the attack, knocking the attacker back with a powerful blow. The hooded figure staggered, her rhythm disrupted.
But this is not the end.
Whoosh!
Just as Morse had the situation under control, another attacker suddenly unleashed a burst of demonic power, launching an unexpected attack with astonishing force.
Clang!
Morse barely managed to block the attack, but the immense force behind it caught him off guard. The impact caused his dagger to vibrate violently, and he instantly lost his balance.
This brief lapse gave the enemy a fatal opportunity.
A spear made of demonic energy pierced his shoulder.
"Uh……"
Enduring the excruciating pain, I gritted my teeth, and the pain quickly spread throughout my body.
"Now!"
Realizing the opportunity they had just created, the attacker swiftly swung his blade and launched another attack.
Clang!
But contrary to his expectations, his blade was blocked by Morse's dagger.
"what happened?"
The attacker's eyes widened as he realized that the wounds they had just inflicted had healed instantly. Then, he suddenly remembered that it was the girl.
'This must be why they want to capture her alive.'
Realizing this, he quickly distanced himself from the two men. The other attacker did the same.
Kill that man; leave him no witnesses.
Just then, a faint command came through his earpiece.
"Really?" the attacker responded doubtfully.
That's right, all we need is for that girl to live.
After confirming, a cold smile appeared on his face. Since their leader had spoken, he had no choice but to comply.
'You only have yourself to blame.'
He knew Mason didn't usually kill without a reason, so it seemed this guy had angered him.
The attackers realized they no longer needed to hold back and intensified their attack. Morse clutched the wound on his shoulder, bracing himself for an even fiercer assault.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Three figures moved in synchronized attacks, each strike imbued with powerful demonic energy. They attempted to subdue Morse and Sylvie through sheer brute force.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Despite the excruciating pain in his shoulder, Morse skillfully parried every attack. The surrounding red light grew even brighter.
Meanwhile, Sylvie focused her magic on healing Morse's wounds.
This time, it's different.
Her eyes shone with a soft, healing light as she channeled energy into Morse's wounds, striving to heal the damage inflicted by the attacker.
She mustered her courage, prepared herself for this moment, and focused all her attention on Morse.
Clang!
However, even so, sometimes faith alone is not enough.
Spit! Whoosh!
An attacker wielding a demon spear charged at Morse, aiming for his weak point. Morse anticipated the attack, dodged to the side, and swiftly counterattacked with his dagger, causing the attacker to stagger backward.
However, the other two attackers seized the opportunity. One launched a series of attacks, while the other gathered demonic energy, preparing to unleash a devastating blow.
Chop! Stab!
Their attack struck Morse's body. The spear pierced his flesh, and he couldn't help but let out a painful groan. Sylvie desperately maintained her healing magic, her heart filled with terror.
"No!" she cried, her eyes filled with despair.
Despite the excruciating pain, Morse forced himself to stand. His unwavering willpower kept him upright, while his attackers raised their weapons, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
"go to hell!"
One of the attackers sneered, raising his dagger high, ready to stab.
"stop!"
The attackers were momentarily stunned, their attention turning to Sylvie. Her face was resolute, her eyes gleaming intensely. Unexpectedly, she drew a dagger from her waist and held it to her neck.
“Let him go, or I’ll kill myself right now,” Sylvie said firmly, her voice resolute.
The attackers exchanged bewildered glances, unsure how to react. Sylvie's willingness to risk her life to protect Morse added a new dimension to the situation, even at the cost of her own.
She was clearly aware of their intentions; she was their target, not Morse. From the beginning, they had never intended to kill her.
Morse's eyes widened, clearly not expecting Sylvie to take such an extreme action.
“No…don’t do that,” he said with difficulty, trying to stop her.
However, the attacker, wielding a dagger, couldn't help but shake his head.
"Heh..." He sneered, his smile gradually widening.
"Hahaha……"
The attacker stared at Sylvie with a cruel look. "Come on, do it. If suicide is so easy for you, then go ahead. Little girl... do you really think you can end your own life?"
"Let him go." Sylvie's gaze remained unchanged, still fixed firmly on the attacker.
The attacker narrowed his eyes upon seeing Sylvie's resolve. He exchanged a glance with his companions, while the others remained vigilant, ready to respond to any unexpected situation.
"Little girl, put down the dagger," the attacker said, his tone tinged with impatience.
Sylvie maintained her resolute gaze, the dagger in her hand trembling slightly, but she did not lower it. The attacker's impatience grew, realizing that Sylvie's resolve was serious.
“Fine, do as you please. But if you try anything funny, your friend will pay the price,” he warned, slightly lowering his dagger.
After that, they left Morse behind, since his body was already covered in wounds.
"Do not……"
Morse weakly reached out, trying to grab Sylvie, but it was too late.
The attackers subdued Morse and captured Sylvie alive, deciding to leave him on the ground. Morse's injuries were severe, but the attackers paid him no heed, focusing instead on their captor.
"Let's go, little girl. If you care about his life, you'd better not try anything funny." He sneered, and left with Sylvie, away from the dying Morse.
'At least I saved him.'
Sylvie looked at Morse, a sense of satisfaction rising within her. This was the first time in her life she felt she had helped someone, and she didn't want to repeat her past mistakes.
But one of the attackers turned around with a sinister smile. He summoned a demonic spear and infused it with evil energy.
Morse, wounded and weakened, sensed the impending danger, but he was "powerless" to protect himself. He struggled to move, to escape his inevitable fate, but his body betrayed him. Sylvie's desperate cries echoed through the alley.
"No! No! Please, no!"
However, the spear, imbued with demonic energy, still thrust out mercilessly, piercing Morse's unsuspecting body.
This was the last thing she saw.
However, the attackers were unaware that a trace of green magic was attached to them, nor did they notice that a tiny thing was devouring the demonic energy they had left behind.