I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 151 Burnt Head

Lancelot felt that with Xavi's character, Hector should learn a lesson from betraying his teammates.

"Okay." Eusebio nodded in agreement, so the two of them continued down to the third floor, and soon arrived at Harvey's room.

The wooden door was ajar, and Eusebio gave Lancelot a wink, signaling the boy to knock on the door.

[This guy was so fierce in the arena, why is he so timid now? 】

Lancelot stepped forward cautiously, raised his right hand and was about to knock on the door.

At this moment, a gentle voice came from the door: "Eusebio, Lancelot, I know it's you two, come in."

Lancelot and Eusebio looked at each other, then opened the door and walked in.

"Uh! Uh!"

As soon as Lancelot entered the door, he found Harvey sitting on an armchair with a gloomy face.

Beside him knelt a strong man with a beard, that man was Hector!

Hector's hands were tied behind his back with hemp rope, and his mouth was stuffed with a piece of rough cloth. When he saw Lancelot and Eusebio walking in, he immediately looked at them for help and stammered.

Speechless.

"Lord Harvey." The two of them bowed to the red-robed mage in unison.

When Harvey saw the two of them, his expression softened a little. He stood up and walked to them, nodded in approval and said, "Eusebio, Lancelot, you two performed well today!"

Eusebio raised the corners of his mouth slightly and patted his chest.

"Lord Harvey, this is not my victory. Without Eusebio, I would have become a cold corpse like everyone else."

The red-robed mage glanced at Lancelot. He naturally understood the meaning of the other person's words, but turned around and looked at Hector who was kneeling on the ground and said: "Lancelot, you are right, but some guys

He doesn't seem to realize this."

"Uh, uh, uh!" Hector's eyes widened immediately after hearing this, and he kept shaking his head.

He seemed to have expected something from Harvey's words, and his whole person was shrouded in fear.

Eusebio stepped forward, bent down and punched Hector hard in the stomach.

The bearded Hector blushed instantly, and two tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes. It was obvious that the punch caused him great pain.

When Eusebio raised his arms again and prepared to teach Hector a lesson, Harvey stopped the gladiator: "Eusebio, you have just finished the game and must be tired. There is no need to waste your energy on

On Hector."

The furious Eusebio stopped and stood back to his original position.

The red-robed mage walked up to Hector and stretched out his hand to pull out the cloth from his mouth.

On the sidelines, Lancelot carefully observed that the cloth was already stained with blood, which was obviously caused by Eusebio's punch just now.

"Lord Harvey! Please spare me! I really didn't mean to run away at that time!"

"I thought Eusebio and Lancelot were following, so I didn't look back."

"I swear! I had absolutely no intention of leaving them and escaping alone at that time!"

Lancelot was speechless when he heard Hector's words, not because the other party refused to admit the fact of betraying his teammates, but because such an argument obviously meant that there was no silver in this place.

Hector, who had regained the ability to speak, began to wail heartbreakingly. Lancelot looked in disbelief at the 1.9-meter-tall bearded man in front of him, crying like a child.

"Hector, do you know you are wrong?"

Harvey looked down at the crying Hector with disgust in his eyes, and his tone was as cold as ice.

The red-robed mage naturally wouldn't believe Hector's lies. He didn't really want to get the answer from the other party when he asked.

If the decision has been made beforehand, the answer is irrelevant.

Hector was stunned when he heard this. Harvey's question directly skipped his own defense. Denying it would be a dead end.

"Wrong! I know it's wrong! Lord Harvey!" Hector's snot stuck to his black and stiff beard, and he looked really disgusting.

The red-robed mage's expression became a little ferocious, and he asked with a smile: "Where did you go wrong? Tell me."

"My mistake was that I shouldn't have run away and left Lancelot behind!" Hector saw Harvey's expression, and his whole body trembled involuntarily with fear, and his tone became particularly excited.

"I ask you again, where did you go wrong?"

"Sir Harvey, I really didn't mean it." Hector was still holding on to the last bit of luck, or in other words, he had given up struggling.

The red-robed mage seemed to have lost his patience. He grabbed Hector's collar with his left hand, and a blazing flame instantly ignited in the palm of his right hand.

Hector's eyes widened, looking at the flames so close, his eyes filled with horror, as if he had a premonition of what was going to happen next.

"Sorry, I already gave you a chance to admit your mistake."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hector was about to continue saying something, but the next second the fireball hit his head with a "bang".

Lancelot frowned. He saw the fireball technique released by Harvey, which burned Hector's huge head to charcoal in the blink of an eye! Such a horrifying scene made him feel a little palpitated.

The boy was surprised by the terrifying power of Harvey's fireball, which could instantly scorch a person's head. It was obviously something he could not do at the moment.

The red-robed mage loosened his collar, and Hector's body lost the control of his brain and fell backwards.

The charred head detached itself from the neck and slowly rolled to the corner and stopped.

Harvey turned around, looked at Lancelot's surprised face, and said slowly: "Lancelot, do you know why I killed him?"

Lancelot swallowed and expressed his guess: "It's because he answered the question wrong, right? Or did he abandon his teammates?"

"That's right." The red-robed mage walked up to Eusebio, patted the gladiator on the shoulder, and then turned to explain to the boy: "I killed him because this guy didn't understand until he died that he was not

The mistake was that he abandoned his teammates, because there is no friendship in the arena, but the mistake was that he violated my order!"

Lancelot was stunned for a moment, then nodded mechanically without saying anything.

"Okay, you two go out first, I'll take care of his body." The red-robed mage felt a little sleepy and waved to the two of them.

"As you command, Lord Harvey."

Eusebio and Lancelot looked at each other, bowed, and then walked out of the room.

The red-robed mage who stayed in the room glanced at the black skull in the corner, walked to the skull, then raised his right foot and stepped on it hard!

"Crack!" The charred skull immediately fell apart, leaving only a headless male corpse lying quietly not far away.

(End of chapter)