Chapter 270: Borrowing Clothes
A large pool of human corpses filled the surface.
The demon corpses were increasing one by one.
Seraph swam, trying to swim forward.
The red blood of humans and demons floated up, staining his bloody clothes.
Seraph continued swimming. Time began to pass. Seraph had spent a long time swimming.
When he reached shore, he saw broken trees, with splinters clinging to them.
It looked like the holes were being pulled out one by one.
Near the water and the ground, human corpses were piled up in rows.
Red blood was still everywhere.
The corpses of cultivators lay dead, one with his mouth wide open, staring up at the sky.
The other corpse lay with his face buried in the ground.
Seraph swam to the ground. Seraph dropped the tree he had used as a life preserver
to bring him there and stepped onto the ground to rest.
Seraph landed safely on the ground.
A large number of dead cultivators lay piled up.
Seraph turned to look at the large pool of water.
The red color was the blood of life and death, floating up.
The sunlight was shining, making it clear.
Seraph looked at the corpses without thinking much about it. They saw it as a normal occurrence.
Seraph's entire body was covered in blood.
Seraph raised his arm to examine the clothes, to see what he could do with them.
Seraph examined them briefly and decided to take off his clothes.
He didn't intend to wear the blood-red clothes, and threw them off.
Seraph looked at the pile of corpses. There were clothes everywhere.
Among the corpses, some were torn, but there was enough left for the red blood.
He couldn't cling to the clothes.
Seraph stood there thinking, looking at some of the clothes that weren't stained with blood.
"Hmm, hmm. Where is it? Can I borrow your clothes?"
Seraph sighed, a little sadly. "Sigh... I'd like to say that about clothes.
But demonic beasts have a strong sense of smell and smell of blood.
So, I'll borrow it. "
Seraph surveyed the pile of corpses. There were a variety of clothes
and various school uniforms.
Seraph noticed a shirt that looked interesting, so he decided to take off a man's clothes and put it on.
Seraph hurriedly changed his clothes.
The shirt had a white collar like a white wolf's fur.
His arms were very long, and he had the design of a sword.
And his body was covered in white amulets.
Only the top edge was red blood.
Seraph changed clothes with this man who had been stabbed in the middle of his stomach by a branch.
He had died by impaling himself.
There was a hole in his stomach, and blood was stained from there.
But it was still better than the clothes Seraph was wearing.
Seraph's entire body was white, and the dominant color was blue, like a thunderbolt.
It was a striking, warm garment. Seraph wore it, keeping his body warm.
Seraph, after getting the clothes, looked towards the path of trees.
There were no trees, so Seraph decided not to go in the open direction.
Using trees as cover to escape from everything, Seraph walked around, looking for something to hide in.
In a darkened arena, the arena was lit up.
In the village of Gollen,
The girls standing around the arena and the spectators were cheering excitedly.
"Come on, like that!"
"Almost there! Just a little bit more!"
"Haha, almost there! Attack a little, don't just defend!"
"Dodge, dodge!"
The arena was filled with excitement.
The people in the arena were Seiren Tenshin students.
They were showing off their fighting skills.
The competition was overseen by the commander.
The spectators were standing around the arena, cheering enthusiastically.
The fierce battle began with excitement.
The surrounding area glowed yellow, allowing the crowd to see the battle clearly.
Tenshin members gathered to watch the battle, and the fierce competition began.
Amidst the crowd, two girls stood together, watching the spectators, cheering enthusiastically.
The student council president, who was watching, was dressed in casual clothes, not particularly noticeable.
He was standing next to Seria, who was wearing pajamas, looking at ease.
People passing by were watching the battle.
And vendors were setting up stalls, as it was a busy time.
Sora smiled gently, excited. "It's impressive, your performance of fighting skills that day.
It was a cross-level battle, and it made a lot of people talk about it.
Good job, Seria. I admire you so much."
Seria nodded proudly. "Of course I'm very clever, so relax.
And there's a reward for collecting five stars.
"I'll get the prize money."
Sora slapped his forehead. "Using gambling as a reward for the winning kids, and secretly manipulating the credibility of the game, making them think they'll win.
But in reality, the other side is the winner. How cruel."
Seria tilted her head, pretending she didn't understand. "I just balanced the betting.
The bookmaker needs money, and I've already thought of another arena.
It's creating tickets to watch the fights, charging money from that."
Sora couldn't help but wonder what Seria was thinking. He couldn't understand.
"Interesting. We'll be rich, won't we?"
Seria nodded. "That's right. We'll be rich. The student council will have a lot of money. We'll make a lot of money.
And rake it in. I want to build a golden library, stocked with expensive books.
I want to try opening a bookstore, so this is just the beginning."
Seria thought about the path he thought he'd take to succeed. People would definitely be suspicious.
Is this kid fake?
Sora saw that Seria was about to tell a nonsense story about himself.
He asked curiously, looking around.
"Isn't Sinon here? We usually see each other around?"
Seria poked her finger at her lips, her face ruminating in haste.
His brows furrowed and he said, "I don't know. Maybe it's time for a nap.
My partner is usually so serious. I don't know what he's doing."
Sora turned to look at the fight. "Where's Seraph? I saw him once, and then he disappeared for so long I almost forgot he was even at school."
Seria looked up at the sky. "My brother must have been doing something. So, let him go. My brother is strong.
He might have been playing with Teacher Ling Yue."
"Are these two siblings overconfident?"
"Not overconfident, but rather shrewd analysis.
I'm smart. My brother is even smarter than me."
Sora nodded in agreement. "Then why did you let Master Lingyue go?
Wasn't Master Abel so angry he almost burned the entire room down?
This is a strange idea, isn't it?"
Seria pointed at herself. "Was it my fault? I just realized that Master Lingyue was evil. I shouldn't have let him go.
I feel guilty, so I'm not involved."
Sora stopped smiling. "Why are you lying? If you knew Master Lingyue was responsible for the alchemist kidnapping, you would have brought him to the competition.
Even though you said it was to build trust with the villagers, if the teacher lost to your own students,
it definitely wouldn't build trust.
Plus, if the news spread, that Master's reputation would be greatly diminished."
Seria pretended to think, crossing her arms.
"Then, what should we eat?" I think we should go shopping now.
Sora's eyes twitched slightly.
"Did you listen to what I said?"