Chapter 453 - 141: So Which Junior Is Lynch’s Favorite!?

Chapter 453: Chapter 141: So Which Junior Is Lynch’s Favorite!?

’Am I, Ailendra Moon Language, a dignified Tier Three Forest Ranger, really no better than two little girls who got ahead by relying on a man?’

However, before Ailendra’s resentment could fade, Avril went up right after her to turn in her quest items.

With all eyes on her, she timidly took out her package and said softly, "Um... four Tier Three, fifteen Tier Two, and... one Tier Four Gnoll Shaman ear. I’m sorry, I also got these with my senior’s help..."

Then, her total score shot straight up to fifty-eight thousand points. The rankings on the scoreboard changed once again, and in a dazzling golden light, Avril Grant claimed the top spot!

BOOM!

The masters were shaken again and again, shocked into numbness.

Master Lianna was so excited she leaped straight out of her chair. "Excellent! Excellent! Way to go, Avril! I knew it, I knew it! That boy still has a place in his heart for our Avril!"

At that moment, Master Lianna’s heart was filled with gratification.

’That boy Lynch might be a bit of a womanizer, but the order of things showed that Avril held the highest place in his heart.’

Meanwhile, at the scene, Ailendra Moon Language’s face flushed red, then went pale. The expression on her beautiful, slightly wild face was a sight to behold.

’It felt as if her face was being ground into the dirt, over and over again.’

’She, the top student of Silver Moon Academy, couldn’t even compete with a mere Priest?’

Inside the command tent, several Elemental System masters from the three great academies could finally hold back no longer.

"What in the world is going on over there?"

"Quick, cast the Eagle Eye Skill! I want to see the scene live!"

And so, the masters began casting long-range observation Magic like the Eagle Eye Skill and the Water Mirror Skill, projecting a real-time image of the scoring point directly into the central command tent.

At that very moment, everyone else had finished turning in their items, leaving only Lynch.

Involuntarily, the gazes of all the students at the scene, as well as the masters in the central command tent, focused on Lynch.

Everyone couldn’t help but speculate privately.

’Can Lynch possibly pull out any more Tier Four Gnoll ears?’

’He probably can. It’s just a question of how many.’

Most people secretly guessed it would be two. That way, he could overpower Avril with a total score of over sixty thousand points and claim first place.

Even Grand Mage Buddy couldn’t resist. He had been so angered by Lynch in the past that he’d coughed up blood several times. Though he was feigning indifference on the surface, his eyes closed as if in meditation, he secretly cracked one open to stare at Lynch in the projected image.

Lynch coughed twice and then, under the watchful gaze of the crowd, unhurriedly took out a Tier Four ear...

"He really does have a Tier Four one!" someone exclaimed in a low voice.

Then, another Tier Four ear...

"Two of them! He actually has two!" A collective gasp swept through the crowd.

When it came time for a third, his movements paused for a moment. Then, under the tense gaze of the crowd, he suddenly pulled a terrifyingly huge ear from his Space Ring.

The ear was the size of a washbasin, covered in coarse black hair. It emanated a horrifying, heart-stopping Evil Qi, and one could even faintly sense the lingering traces of Abyssal Demonic Qi.

"Oh, right." Lynch looked toward the assistant and asked politely, as if the thought had just occurred to him, "I don’t believe Grand Mage Buddy mentioned how many points a Tier Five kill is worth. Perhaps you could send him a magical message and ask the old gentleman for me?"

In an instant, the entire area fell silent.

Ailendra Moon Language stood there, completely dumbfounded.

Inside the central command tent, a deathly silence reigned.

Grand Mage Buddy’s face flushed red, then went deathly pale. He felt the blood rush to his head, and a sweet taste filled his throat, as if he were about to spurt out another mouthful of old blood!

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