Chapter 58: The Struggle for the Blood-Crying Red Lotus

Bing Zhi Xie said to Luo, "I told you it's not mine anymore."

"Hei!" Luo said, "Of course I know. I will never sell this gun. Not for any other reason, but because I have already set my eyes on it."

Selt frowned, "You won't sell it? Do you know how much 12 million gold coins are?"

"Yes, I know. That's a sum of money I could never spend in my lifetime, ten lifetimes, or even a hundred lifetimes. But..." Luo grinned, "But to my dream, what does money matter?"

"Your dream? What dream?" Selt asked.

Luo said, "I want to become a great knight like Palkro."

"Just you?" Selt sneered, "You can't even defeat someone like Hiber, and you want to become Palkro? That's ridiculous. You don't deserve to use the 'Blood-Crying Red Lotus.' It will just turn into scrap in your hands!"

"What did you say, you bastard!" Vien clenched his teeth, angrily punching at him, "Don't insult my friend!"

Selt easily dodged the attack, his palm pressing against Vien, and the fire magic elements in his palm exploded, sending Vien flying.

Vien cried out in pain, but before he hit the ground, he felt his body slow down, gently landing on the ground, and the flames on his body suddenly extinguished.

Eshura stared at Bing Zhi Xie. Although he stood there motionless, it was clear that the magic power came from him. Sivira and Dodoris also noticed the guy in the magic hat. They suddenly remembered that Selt had mentioned the name 'Bing Zhi Xie' earlier, and they realized, "So, he's the one who came in first with Bimoye. No wonder these two guys are so focused on him."

Kornelia hurriedly asked Vien if he was okay. The atmosphere between the two sides became even more tense. The people around them also noticed the confrontation and gathered to watch from a distance.

Selt sneered, "Hmph, Mr. Peg, didn't you challenge me? Fine, I accept your request. Let's make a bet with your gun. If I lose, I'll give you 12 million gold coins and never be a knight again. If I win, you still get 12 million gold coins, but the 'Blood-Crying Red Lotus' will be mine! What do you say, will you accept?"

The crowd was in an uproar when they heard Selt's words. A bet of 12 million gold coins for a gun, whether they win or lose, the other party would get so much money. How could there be such a good bet in the world? Some people recognized Selt and shouted, "Dolores K Selt of the Dolores family is challenging someone, come and see. The third prince of the capital is challenging someone!"

This shout made all the onlookers join in, and the crowd quickly grew larger and larger, soon filling the open space outside the street. Many people who knew some wind magic or levitation spells flew into the air to watch the show.

Selt, seeing that Luo didn't respond for a long time, said, "What, are you scared? As a knight, in front of so many people, are you going to run away? Don't forget, you were the one who initiated this challenge."

"Damn it!" Vien punched the wall, glaring at Selt.

Irina stepped forward and pulled Luo, "Don't fall for his trick. He's clearly trying to steal your gun. Don't accept the challenge!"

Luo gritted his teeth, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Are you really afraid? Scared?" Selt laughed loudly, "Without this much courage, how can you protect this gun? If you don't accept the challenge, you lose, and the 'Blood-Crying Red Lotus' won't belong to you."

Irina urged, "Luo, don't listen to him, he..."

Luo pushed her away, lowering his head, "I... I won't use friendship as a bet."

"Friendship? You mean this gun?" Selt laughed out loud, "You're so pitiful, using friendship as an excuse to escape. The noble words of a knight are just empty talk. Someone like you doesn't deserve to have the 'Blood-Crying Red Lotus'!"

"Shut up!" Luo's veins bulged, he pulled out his gun and pointed it at Selt's throat, "I won't use my friend's friendship as a bet, but if you want to take this gun from me, you'll have to defeat me!"

Selt stopped laughing, looking at him seriously, "This gun will only belong to its true owner."

"Luo..." Irina's call was stopped by Vien.

Kornelia also held her back, "Men need their dignity to live. Even if they lose their most beloved treasure, they won't let their self-respect be trampled."

Vien smiled, "Kornelia understands men the best."

Irina hit him on the head, "Talking nonsense!"

Selt said, "Let's find a place to duel."

Luo waved his gun, about to leave with him, when a group of people rushed into the crowd, blocking everyone. An old lady walked in, "I heard someone was causing trouble here. Young man, was it you?"

"An... Andrea, the vice-dean!" Dodoris shouted.

"Yes, little girl, hehe." Andrea Lula patted Dodoris on the shoulder and smiled, "Why the 'vice'? I prefer to be called dean."

Dodoris laughed nervously, "Dean..."

"De... Dean..." Selt, Luo, and the others bowed to her, not adding the 'vice' prefix.

Lula smiled happily, looking at each of them, "The kids' mouths are getting sweeter these days." She walked up to Luo, "Oh, still holding a weapon? Don't scare this old lady."

"Sorry, sorry." Luo hurriedly tried to put away his gun.

Lula's eyes flashed, and in a split second, she snatched the gun from Luo's hand, caressing it, "Ah! What a fine treasure, I haven't seen such a good thing in a long time."

Luo felt his hand empty, not even seeing how the vice-dean moved, and the 'Blood-Crying Red Lotus' was already in her hands, making him feel shocked.

Lula just looked at the gun, "I've heard from them that you were arguing over this. This gun should be called the 'Blood-Crying Red Lotus,' once the treasure of the Wind City." She continued, "Are you going to decide who gets the gun through a duel?"

Selt and Luo couldn't deny it, so they nodded.

Lula looked at them, "Well, I'll join in too. I quite like this treasure."

"Uh, Vice-Dean, you too..." Luo and Selt looked at her in shock.

"Yes. What's wrong with this old lady?" Lula awkwardly waved her fists, "Don't look at me as old, I'm still pretty good at fighting. You don't have to worry about hurting me. It's a win-take-all, so I'm in."

Selt broke out in a cold sweat. He wasn't worried about hurting her. Luo might not know, but Selt knew very well. Thirty years ago, Andrea Lula was known as the 'Bloody Butcher,' a name that would make any strong man tremble in fear.

Eshura thought it was not good and whispered to Selt, "You're dead. She's looking for trouble with you."

Bing Zhi Xie also remembered her. When he was in the teacher's office, she had been kind to him, giving him many snacks. He didn't know what kind of person Vice-Dean Andrea was, but from Selt's expression and her speed in snatching the gun, she was definitely a very powerful person.

Lula caressed the gun, "Do you think you'll win or I'll win?"

Luo and Selt didn't say anything. If she won, the 'Blood-Crying Red Lotus' would be hers, but if not...

"Hmm?" Lula looked at them, "You're not saying anything? Can't decide who will win. Well, I'll have to show my true skills. Let's go to the arena and see who wins."

Luo and Selt waved their hands, "No, no, you'll win, you'll win."

Lula chuckled, "Thank you for thinking so highly of this old lady. I'll take the 'Blood-Crying Red Lotus' then. Let's go, let's go, I need to celebrate getting such a good treasure." She really walked away with the gun.

"Hey..." Luo chased after her, wanting to stop her but not daring to.

Lula turned around, "Young man, do you have something else?"

"That gun, I..." Luo was anxious, afraid she would take it away.

"Gun?" Lula realized, "Oh, you mean this? Young man, you don't think I won, do you? Fine, let's fight. A fight will make it clear. It seems we still need to fight to know who wins, right?"

"No, no." Luo hurriedly pulled the vice-dean, who was about to leave.

"Not? What do you mean not?" Lula asked.

Luo was almost in tears, "I... I don't mean that... You... You're not... You're not stealing my stuff, right? How could I possibly beat you?"

Lula's face changed, "Stealing?"

Luo's heart sank, and he waved his hands, "No, no. But... I... Oh, I..."

"Come here." Lula beckoned to Luo, walking up to Selt, "What is this, stealing? If something belongs to someone else, and they are willing to give it to you or sell it to you, it's yours. If they are unwilling, but you force it from them, isn't that stealing? In short, if someone is unwilling, no matter what method you use to force them, it's stealing. How did the little brats of the Dolores family learn to do such things?"

Selt lowered his head, "Sorry, I was wrong."

Lula patted his shoulder, "That's a good boy."

Luo breathed a sigh of relief, smiling at the vice-dean, "Thank you."

"Hehe, don't thank me yet." Lula said, "I quite like this thing. Can I borrow it for a few days? I'll return it to you on the day of the real fight. Okay?" Although she asked, she was already walking away with the gun, leaving Luo standing there in a daze.

Vien, seeing the vice-dean leave, scratched his head, "What does she mean?"

"Idiot." Irina hit him, "She's worried that someone else might try to take the 'Blood-Crying Red Lotus' from Luo in the next few days, so she's taking it to keep it safe for him."

Vien said, "Oh, I see. This old lady is a good person."

"Damn, be more polite when you speak." Irina hit him again.

Selt said to Luo, "Sorry, don't take it to heart. I was wrong." Then he left without looking back.

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