.Chapter 731 Clues appear

In the living room of the city lord's mansion, Arthur's Demon King was no longer polite to the main position. Robben stood aside, his face a little stiff.

"Robben, you don't seem to be very happy?"

"My devil, I don't understand why this time the review was held in the City of Gaso? It's just a small city, and... there is no special environment for the evaluation."

Arthur Demon King smiled indifferently: "The witch's evaluation is a relatively casual one and does not require a particularly strict environment. Moreover, the reason I chose here this time is because there have been some changes in the City of Gaso over the past period of time. In addition, you are the unprecedented winning team last time, so I decided to conduct an evaluation here. Why, don't you want to?"

Robben hurriedly lowered his head slightly. Such a thing was not something he wanted or not. The Demon King had spoken, and if he said he didn't want it, it would be a slight search for death.

"I don't dare to do it, it's just a little strange. And I also heard that the bounty for this review was a thousand times higher than the last time. I wonder if this is really the case?"

"Yes, it's true. This bounty is more than a thousand times the usual one, only a lot or not."

"Master Demon King... I don't know if I can know... Why is this?" Robben said, while carefully paying attention to the changes in Demon King Arthur's expression.

Demon Arthur smiled and waved his hand gently. The witch standing on both sides of the living room understood and immediately stepped out, closing the door of the living room, leaving him and Robben in the living room.

Standing up, Demon Arthur walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside and said calmly: "Robben, this review is different from usual. You only allow you to win, not lose."

Robben frowned slightly, and indeed he had planned to get himself in early.

"Please make it clear by Lord Demon King"

"Haha, you don't have to be so polite. Speaking of which, although your identity cannot be clearly identified, since it is the blood of the royal family, you and I are brothers of the same origin. You can call me Arthur. Of course... you cannot shirk your identity in front of outsiders."

Robben nodded: "I understand."

Arthur's Demon King turned around: "Robben, this review is actually a conflict mediation between me... the conflict between drinking Bigg"

"Conflict mediation?"

"Yes, my relationship with Bigg is not good. The entire demon world knows that since you killed his right-hand assistant Shabit last time, he has been even more dissatisfied with me. A while ago, didn't you kill another soul-controlling master?"

Robben was sweating all of a sudden. Didn’t this review? Didn’t you say that this matter was nothing? You also said that the two of you attacked each other too much, and you didn’t care about having one more handle for Big King?

Arthur Demon King continued, "You killed Shabit. Although this matter was suppressed later, Bigg believed that it was you who killed it. Of course, his feelings could not be wrong, because it was indeed you who summoned my battle armor. After that, you did not receive any punishment. Instead, you came back and became the city lord. I think this matter must have made Bigg resentful. Later, you cut off the soul control master again, and this matter was not easy to suppress. It was you one after another. Bigg was really annoyed... He believed that I was instructing you to get along with him."

"Take a review contest as a winner?"

"Yes, the bonus of this review has increased by a thousand times, which is already a huge amount of property. And this money will be paid by the failed party of Bigg and me. Robben, if you lose... the fiscal budget for the next thousand years in Gaso City will be ruined."

A thousand-year fiscal budget? Robben suddenly stared at the boss.

"You also caused this incident. I will not be dissatisfied with me, right?"

You can't say anything if you have any dissatisfaction...

"I will do my best to win this review. If I win... will it mean that the fiscal budget for the next thousand years of Gaso will be doubled?"

Arthur's devil laughed: "If you really win this time, you can get double the fiscal budget of Gaso City in the next thousand years."

"But..." Robben suppressed his dream of making money and frowned and said, "The Witch's evaluation was participated by all the witches in the Demon World. There were hundreds of teams. Although Gaso City achieved an unprecedented victory last time, it was not necessarily the case this time. What if neither we nor Bige did win in the end... then what should we do?"

Arthur King smiled faintly: "No, the winning team this time must be one of me and Bige."

"Why?" Robben was puzzled.

"Over the years, the witch reviews have been constantly small movements. Of course, this is also a viewing project for the review. Many witches who have been on missions for many years have been secretly transferred back to participate in the review. This is something that everyone knows. But this year's different. All the witches in this year's reviews are novice witches who have only completed the trial this year, and only witches in two regions are exceptions."

Robben was surprised and lost, could it be...

"If an experienced witch loses to a witch who has just left the training camp because of carelessness, it is understandable, but I think a group of experienced witches will never give each of them to a novice who debuted for nothing, right?"

Robben nodded in a silence.

My father meant that Bigg and I could choose the witch who had completed ten to twenty years of trial and participated in the evaluation. If Bigg and I could not stick to the end, we had no face to argue in front of our father.

Ten to twenty years... Robben's heart was slightly heavy, and he couldn't help but start to worry about the witches from other teams.

Although ten or twenty years are only short compared to the length of the witch's life, for the witch's warrior, the difference is very big. If a witch's warrior who has performed a mission for twenty years is only one combat power, then he has only been out of the training camp for a few months and has almost never performed a mission. The inexperienced witch has only zero combat power. Although there is only a little gap, it is the essential gap between having and not being able to...

This time the witch review is definitely a massacre competition between Ye Arthur and Bigg, poor witch...

"Robben, I heard that during the last review, you were very good at treating the witches. Even now all the witches in the City of Gaso will use a kind of healing magic. In this review, I want you to participate as a team leader and take good care of these witches."

"I understand that if there is no other important thing, I will go to learn now... and call the witch in the training camp."

Arthur's Demon King nodded: "Go, I don't have much hope for other teams, but I think this team you lead should be able to win."

"I hope I will say goodbye first as I say to you."

With a little heavy feeling in his heart, Robben took Lar and Camut back to the Witch Academy and began to decide on the selection of the Witches to participate in the evaluation this time. Little Nalan recommended himself very much, but now that his strength is weak and does not meet the time for the trial completion, Robben, Camut and Lar rejected it without hesitation...

After all, Robben has been here for a short time, and he has no idea about the situation of the witch who completed the trial in the past few years. In the end, it was Raal and Camut who decided on the candidates for this review. Fortunately, this review was special. As long as it meets the conditions, it will inevitably be recalled. None of the masters of these witches dared to make things difficult for the Demon King.

The witches' efficiency is very commendable. The candidates were decided that afternoon. When they were immersed in the rest and sleep in Gaso City, the witch had already rushed back.

After more than two days, all the witches arrived. Now, there is still a little more than a month before the evaluation begins. Robben is preparing to conduct a special training for these witches.

The "Sir" witches shouted in unison and saluted to the leader in front of them.

On the outdoor training ground of the Witch Academy, one hundred and fourteen witches were neatly arranged in two rows, dressed in an orderly manner, with almost the same size. When the majesty blows, his long hair floats, and Robben sighs and starts a meaningless fight again.

When his eyes turned to the front of the team, Robben was stunned. At the front of the team, there was a witch standing at the front of the team, with a thin sword on his waist very conspicuous.

"Bazaar? Why are you here?"

After returning from the last review, Bazaar and the witches who came back alive had already recognized Robben as the main ones. However, Robben didn't like many people to follow, so he assigned them to the City Lord's Mansion to manage the affairs. As the captain of the City Lord's Mansion, Bazaar has been conscientiously guarding the City Lord's Mansion with his sisters, but he didn't want to see her here today.

Bazaar smiled slightly: "Sir, this year, I happened to have completed ten years of trial training and had another record of winning, so...hehe"

Knowing that Robben was easy-going, Bazaar was not restrained, moaned his head and smiled carelessly.

Robben then realized that Bazaar had told him once before that she was a witch who had completed the trial for several years. Unexpectedly, this "few" was actually the largest number of individual digits...

Looking at these witches, except for Bazaar, everyone else was familiar with them, standing there with a very heroic look, and looking ahead - looking at yourself directly.

Robben understood that the witches were oppressed and always had anger in their hearts. Although these witch warriors could be driven at will, they actually had a sense of hatred and dissatisfaction with other high-level demons. Nalan had told him that the more experienced the witches were, the more they were.

"Okay, let's get to know me now. My name is Robben, and I am the leader of your evaluation this time. Now, everyone tells me what your name is."

"Sir, my name is Bazaar." Bazaar was the first to stand upright and said his name loudly.

A brief introduction to the second witch of "Saya".

Robben shrugged, and it turned out that he was a little disliked, and he didn't say a word...

One hundred and fourteen witches, each of whom spoke their name loudly. Fortunately, Robben is now a magician with outstanding mental power, so it is very easy to remember a few names.

After the brief introduction, Robben coughed: "I remember your names. We still have more than a month to conduct pre-match training. I hope that during this period, you must cooperate with me well and not have any problems. This evaluation is of great importance. I think you should understand something in your heart."

Although this review was already very strange on the surface, the real reason was not revealed. Only the Black Emperor and the twenty-four demon kings really understood the inside story. The other demon kings invited this time were actually here to testify.

"Sir, we are back in a hurry. I don't know what other important things are in this review. Please tell me clearly." On the left hand of Bazaar, I just introduced that the witch named Saya took a step forward and asked a loud question, with a flat tone, without any emotion.

"Well..." Robben hesitated slightly, wondering if he could have a little bit of it, but in the end he gave up the idea: "This time the bounty is as much as a thousand times that of usual, so I said you should work harder."

The witch named Saya frowned and said, "Sir, the bonus has nothing to do with us. Even if the adults don't remind us, we will do the best. I just hope that the adults can give us enough time and venue to wake us up before the evaluation training. For the rest, the adults don't have to worry about it."

Robben's mouth twitched slightly, it seemed... he didn't like these witches much.

Little Nalan couldn't help it with Luo himself. Since he arrived here, he obviously felt the rejection of these witches in front of him and his master, and now he still said such unceremonious words.

As he stepped forward, Xiao Nalan's eyebrows twisted into a ball: "Hey, what do you say? The master is kind enough to prepare to train you. If it weren't for your good luck completing the trial here, who would care about your life or death? It would be a blessing to be able to stand here. He is still rude in words like this. Do you think the master is afraid of you?"

"Uh... Nalan, come back, why are you angry? You're talking so well? Why are you shouting? Oh, it's so ugly to frown, you'll have wrinkles..." Robben quickly pulled Nalan back.

Saya was obviously dissatisfied, but when he saw Little Nalan called Master Roben, he knew Little Nalan's witch now, but he could not contradict him anymore. He lowered his head and said, "Sir, I have no other intentions. We will definitely strive to win this evaluation, but... The adult is not a witch, and may not be very clear about our training and skills. I think... Teachers Lar and Camut must be here, and it would be better if they guide us."

"This... Sir, I have something to say, I don't know if I can say it now..." When Xiao Nalan was about to speak again with annoyance on her face, Bazaar suddenly spoke.

"Just say anything."

"That's my subordinate is rude." Bazaar took the tribute first and then took a few steps forward, stood in front of all the witches, turned around, and looked at all the witches with a solemn and cold look on his face.

"My name is Bazaar, Lord Robben, my master..." All the witches did not react at all to Bazaar's words.

"I understand that you are all witches with certain experience. Here, I have the least experience. This year, I have just completed the trial for exactly ten years, but I can say with certainty that here, among you... I am the strongest."

Bazaar's words made almost all the witches frown.

"I understand that you are a little concerned about my master not a witch. I think such a team leader may be inconvenient. I can understand that because we often perform tasks outside and don't rest for a while. Sometimes we stay at the mission location for several years. I'm afraid you don't know much about my master."

Slightly leaning, Bazaar retreated to Robben's side, allowing all the witches to see Robben clearly, and continued: "Last year, Lord Robben, as the team leader, led the witch team of Gaso City to achieve unprecedented great victory in the evaluation. All those who completed the third evaluation were the witches of our team. From beginning to end, in the evaluation, we... were not dead."

All the witches were shocked. Some of the witches knew the results of the last year's review, but they didn't know the specific situation. Most witches had no time or opportunity to obtain information about the review. Now, when Bazaar talked about the situation last year, they couldn't help but surprise the witches.

Bazaar continued proudly on his face: "I am also one of the winners in the last evaluation."

This sentence immediately made the witches' gaze change when they looked at Bazaar. It was a lucky thing to survive by participating in the witch review. If they could persist until the final victory of the review, then it would not be luck.

"And the witch in front of you, beside my master, was also one of the last time who won. She was the master's personal witch, named Nalan, and she was our captain."

Bazaar's words surprised the witches even more. Anyone could tell that Little Nalan was in the process of adulthood. Although her figure and appearance had been transformed, she was a little different from the real adult witch. She was still the captain who participated in the review last year and was not yet an adult at all.

"Baza really hates it, why do you tell others about things in front of you?" Little Nalan was a little dissatisfied and muttered in a low voice. Robben laughed secretly. Although he looked very mature, Little Nalan was more like a little girl in his heart.

"The reason why we achieved unprecedented victory last time is no exaggeration. It is no exaggeration to say that the master's credit is not there. We cannot persevere until the end. We defeated Bartoli in all kinds of difficulties and won."

Bazaar slowly pulled out his sword: "At that time, I thought it was a great part of luck, but after a year, I finally understood that it was not luck at all but a kind of undetectable strength..."

Gently throw away the scabbard and sneered a little on his face: "I am not angry because of your attitude, because you don't understand your master. Now... I can let you, the witches taught by your master, be different from you?"
To be continued...