"Ugh! You bastard!"
Ziko raised both hands high. After all, he was a 4th-circle dark mage.
In any other territory, his skill would easily have earned him a position as a court mage. He wasn't about to just sit there and take it.
âPaaa!â
A dark energy suddenly erupted from Zikoâs hands, striking Ghislain's face. The black energy flared up, scattering wildly around them.
The onlookers gasped in shock.
"The mage is being attacked!"
"H-how?"
He couldnât believe it. How could a mage take a direct hit from such dark magic and still remain unscathed? He had never heard of a mage like this.
Ghislain, with a neutral expression, raised his fist.
"Because of you, Iâve become a sinner in history."
"What?"
Ziko didnât understand at all. Why was this mage talking about history as if it meant anything?
Before Ziko could process it, Ghislain drove his fist straight into Zikoâs face.
Boom!
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