Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 196 - 112: Still Not Enough, Nono Pelin (Requesting Guaranteed Monthly Ticket)_2

Chapter 196: Chapter 112: Still Not Enough, Nono Pelin (Requesting Guaranteed Monthly Ticket)_2

Simply put, the first round of the duel is merely a task, while the second round is the true selection.

Out of over a thousand Magic Ring Wizards, excluding those who consciously admit defeat and waive their rights, it will take quite a while to go through one round with duels between pairs.

Ronan imitated some of the wizards in the arena, shaping Magic Nightmare Tungsten Steel into a chair and sat down while watching the battle on the field, killing the dull waiting time.

After the battle with Travis, he had a rough understanding of his own strength.

With the Dual Magic Domains Stacking of the Despair Domain, coupled with the Break Magic effect of the Power of Break Magic, even without fully invoking the strength of the Pure Body, he still held an advantage over a Second-level Wizard at the Third Ring Level.

Of course, the fact that he could win so easily against Travis... had a lot to do with the two factors of his seemingly weak Late Level 1 Stage surface strength that leads others to underestimate him, and the first-time reveal of his various trump cards.

After the battle with Travis, now across the entire Seventh Magic Rings, probably no one drew more attention than himself, and these two invisible advantages no longer existed. Going forward, even if he faced opponents with strength similar to Travis, the battle would be more difficult.

Everyone would be on guard against his tactics, even making targeted preparations.

As he was pondering, Ronan suddenly felt someone approaching him.

He quietly looked up and saw a young man with brilliant golden hair, as handsome as the Sun God.

The spiritual power naturally emanating from the other party was also like the sun, powerful, and intense... A Level 2 Wizard, and a stronger one than Travis.

"Can we find a place to talk? Ronan."

The golden-haired handsome young man flashed Ronan a smile. His voice was magnetic and charming, giving off an irresistibly comforting feeling.

He displayed an exceedingly friendly attitude towards Ronan, his gaze soft, with no hostility, and seemed to convey a strong sense of familiarity.

Ronan thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Sure."

Moments later, under a round-topped blue metal building far from the Battle Square, the young man as handsome as the Sun God extended his hand to Ronan for a simple self-introduction.

"My name is Nono Pelin."

Nono Pelin?!

Ronan blinked.

If he remembered correctly, this name was listed eleventh on the leaderboard in the sky above the Battle Square.

Could he be... the number one under the Fourth Circle?!

No wonder he seemed much stronger than Travis, considering his strength ranking was six places above Travis.

"What is it?"

Ronan glanced at the golden-haired youth’s extended hand and did not respond.

Nono Pelin seemed not to mind either, smiled, lowered his hand, and then slowly started, "No wonder Brother Benny values you so much, to the extent that he even gave his Magic Nightmare Tungsten Steel to you.

In some ways, you really do resemble him.."

Ronan narrowed his eyes and murmured softly: "Brother Benny?"

Nono Pelin nodded, speaking in a rather emotional tone: "Yes, Benny and I used to be best friends.

He was someone I respected greatly, like an elder brother to me.

Back when he was still in Magic Ring, he took great care of me, but later..."

Nono Pelin’s face showed a deep expression of complexity and helplessness, shaking his head: "..that’s just how his personality is, he would not allow anyone to help him, as it would seem like an insult to him, especially when he was down.

He was too proud. I had completely lost contact with him for a long time, couldn’t find him anywhere in Magic Ring...

But he really values you."

Nono Pelin looked at Ronan with a peculiar gaze and said, "Not only did he come back into everyone’s view for your sake, but he also gave you the Magic Nightmare Tungsten Steel which he valued as his life.

Did you rekindle his fighting spirit? Ronan.

Nonetheless, I thank you on his behalf."

Saying so, Nono Pelin actually performed a ceremonial gesture of gratitude among wizards towards Ronan.

For a Level 2 Wizard, and indeed a Third Ring Level genius Level 2 Wizard, to offer a gesture of gratitude to a Level 1 Wizard ranked lower than himself was unimaginable.

"..Speaking of which, Brother Benny also asked me to look after you, but the Communication Stone he left to contact you slipped through my hands by mistake.."

Nono Pelin showed a look of embarrassment and apology on his face, but quickly, his expression lifted again.

"Fortunately, I see you now.

I know of those who are still thinking about how to target you.

Rest assured, from now on, I will stand with you... Anyone who wants to harm you..."

Nono Pelin said with a calm yet assured tone, "must go through me first."

Nono Pelin’s words were earnest and sincere, and Ronan seemed to be moved, remaining silent with his head bowed.

Nono Pelin’s pupils, like golden amber, flickered slightly, and he extended his right hand to Ronan once more.

"I’m pleased to meet you, Damien."

He spoke softly. The area around them seemed to brighten and illuminate because of his words.

Finally, under Nono Pelin’s expectant gaze, Ronan looked up.

Then...

He took a step back.

"Sorry, you might have mistaken me for someone else."

Ronan spoke calmly, "The Benny I know has never asked anyone to look after me.

And...

He told me he had no friends in the Magic Ring."