Knight Charlie

Winry's semi-final results were actually not bad.

Whether they can make it into the top ten is another matter entirely.

After all, among the fifty people who advanced to the semifinals, there were also graduates who were beyond comprehension.

When the third semi-final began, a very interesting student was called out again.

The Vice Commander of the Hell Knight Order wore a proud smile.

"It's finally Sean's turn to fight... Please take a look at this kid's potential, Commander. He is definitely the strongest among the younger generation in the Holy City."

Malone rested his chin on one hand and said softly, "Otto, the word 'strongest' shouldn't be used casually."

"It's my fault, but [Sean] will never let you down, Commander... Moreover, thanks to Sean's performance, the councilors will definitely pay more attention to the development of the Underground Area."

The elite students trained by the Royal Knights Academy, which had once received substantial investment, became utterly vulnerable in the face of [Sean].

This Grand Hell Mage had absolute confidence in the Hell Kid he had trained.

Even Though witnessing Han Dong's Crow Graveyard in the "Hunting Competition" or Abel's tearing apart and killing of the Otherworldly Demon in one blow, Otto's confidence remained undiminished.

"... Sean Naberius"

When the name was pronounced, Han Dong immediately reacted.

"Everyone, this is the ' Hell Kid ' I met while registering. He's very strong..."

Having been described as 'very strong' by Han Dong, the entire team naturally stared intently at the graduate shrouded in a cloak.

The air around him appeared slightly 'bent' due to the scorching heat emanating from his body.

Upon stepping onto the stage, the draw results are immediately displayed - [Mark: Magnifying Glass and Question Mark].

Unfortunately...

This Hell Kid just happened to draw the most special 'secret message' from the Thirteen Knights.

This gave Commander Hugo a real headache, since he had already reported it to his superiors.

Their own Knight Order was too small and they had too many things to do, so they couldn't allocate enough manpower.

Unexpectedly, the higher-ups still arranged for related assessments.

"Charlie, you go... This kid seems to be a student that Otto has spent a lot of effort training. Be a little careful."

Knight Charlie, wearing thick glasses, a plaid shirt, and a vest, was struggling with the documents in his hands. Instead of accepting the demands made by Commander Hugo, he immediately raised questions:

"Huh? Why me? I haven't finished compiling the project settlements yet... Shouldn't Mira do it?"

"Go and come back quickly. The settlement documents can be submitted later. Mira has more things to do than you do."

"What should I do? I suddenly want to quit the group." Charlie's face was full of displeasure.

"Okay... settle the debt first, then you can cancel the tour anytime."

"Just kidding. I'm off then... If I fail to defeat this Hell Kid, please don't blame me, Captain."

"Why blame you... Our raid group is always at the bottom, isn't losing face a normal thing?"

However, those lawmakers are watching all of this. If you perform well enough, they might be able to reduce our workload and increase our pay.

"Yes! A raise!"

Upon hearing this, Charlie, the bespectacled young man, immediately became interested and carefully climbed down from the audience seats.

Many viewers or students unfamiliar with the Whisper Knight Order would question the identity of this bespectacled young man upon seeing such a scene.

Even if he were a knight, he would definitely be the kind of clerical worker who wouldn't go to the front lines and would just stay in the city. No matter how you look at it, he's incredibly weak.

However, Han Dong stared intently at Charlie, his eyes full of doubt.

"How can he have so many capillaries in his body? Almost ten times that of a normal person... no, twenty times, or even more..."

Han Dong had a premonition that if he were to fight this Charlie, he might lose in a short time.

"Charlie Mr. Leblanc Bermanchev..." Demps silently read out the man's Full Name. "This refined image is completely different from the terrifying image he had ten years ago. His aura has also changed. Few people here should be able to recognize this knight."

Demps described this match as the most valuable lopsided game to date.

Adjust the single bronze mirror and concentrate fully on the arena area.

While other arenas were bustling with activity.

Charlie jogged to the ring area, panting heavily, and muttered to himself, "Ugh... sitting for so long is really bad for my health, and why does my head feel so cold... if this keeps up, I might really have to consider leaving the group."

Charlie could only shake his head helplessly as he touched his rather 'miserable' hair.

"Sir Knight, may we begin?"

Just then, a deep and urgent voice came from the other side of the arena... This Hell Kid seemed impatient; he had been patiently waiting in the Underground Area for far too long.

Now is the perfect time for him to showcase himself to the entire Holy City.

Charlie answered nonchalantly as he straightened his sleeves.

Whoosh...

The cloak was lifted.

Like a body of crimson iron forged from a ' Hell Iron Drill,' it was displayed before everyone present, with billowing steam rising continuously... The Skull Mask that had been worn during registration was also removed at this moment.

Two broken demon horns grew from his forehead.

It also has a curved horn growing on its chin.

A solid gold nose ring adorned his enormous nose.

White breaths kept coming out of his mouth.

Besides the face, the student's body also exhibited many inhuman characteristics... mainly in two aspects.

1. A pair of enormous fists, far exceeding the proportions of a normal person - pure black, resembling some kind of rock from hell, as big as a head.

2. A smooth, bright red tail lay on the ground to improve balance.

at the same time.

A "domain" that only Formal Knight could possibly control spread out.

"Iron Prison Domain": Increases own defense and strength, raises ambient temperature, and weakens enemy armor.

Sean's goal was simple: he wanted to prove his strength to the Holy City by defeating the knight head-on in the arena... Moreover, this was also a basic requirement that the Grand Hell Mage had for him.

Use power to drive speed.

boom...

When you bend your knees and push off the ground with all your might.

The high density of the arena caused it to crack.

Sean charged head-on at the seemingly frail young knight at top speed.

The fist, the size of a sandbag, was swung out with all its might, tearing the surrounding air apart with its immense force... Just as the fist was about to strike Knight Charlie was adjusting his sleeves...

Suddenly.

Sean's pupils dilated, and using a special technique, he stopped his forward charge and abruptly pulled back his fist.

Jump backward with full force to return to your starting position.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Sean's forehead, only to evaporate instantly in the heat.

In the instant he approached the Knight Charlie.

Sean felt like at least ten eyes were watching him... If that punch landed, it could very well kill him.