"How did you do it?"
In the silence, Sabye's deep voice broke through, "I was careless just now, I admit I lost that round, but I won't be careless again, let's fight once more!"
Andrew: "?"
Thinking to himself, are you out of your mind? Do you think this is so kind of best two out of three ga? A win is a win, who wants to go for round two? Do you think my mind is as scattered as yours?
So, he shook his head and said, "The result is settled, there's no need to continue fighting."
After pausing, Andrew retorted sarcastically, "Do you think if this were a life-and-death battle, you'd have a chance to ask for another round?"
"..." Sabye gritted his teeth.
Though unwilling to admit it, he had to: if Andrew wished it so, he could be a corpse right now.
Cold sweat appeared and trickled down Sabye's cheeks.
He wasn't one to give up easily; in fact, considering absolute power, he was among the top young talents within the Warm Fire Comrce Association.
Except for Debbie's brother, a monster in his own right, Sabye was stronger than those without a Desolate Beast, like Rose, Bifleur! His talent wasn't as great as Barbara's before she reached Tier Four, but his combat prowess surpassed hers back then!
Sabye was unwilling to accept losing so quickly, so he kept searching for a chance to strike back.
But what made it more desperate was that feeling of being targeted and locked onto at his temple, like a leech clinging to his bones, never to shake off, ever present!
Without another word, Andrew slowly said, "This drama ends here. I'm not here at Warm Fire City to fight you — though if it really ca to it, I would absolutely never back down!"
Saying this, Andrew raised his voice, no longer addressing Sabye, Debbie, or their ilk.
Instead, he spoke to those secretly watching, asking word by word, "Now, am I qualified... to see the President's wife?"
At this mont, Ivan across the street couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Reflecting honestly, he knew that if he were in Andrew's position, he couldn't do what Andrew did — laying a fierce blow to their faces and then imdiately regain composure, rembering clearly his original purpose.
"But... after all, this is not Wildfire Territory, it's Warm Fire City, the stronghold of the Warm Fire Comrce Association."
Ivan still felt a streak of tension and unease.
Moreover, through the "Soul Whisper Channel," he could sense that inwardly, Andrew wasn't as calm as his outward appearance suggested.
On the other side, Barbara and Leia exchanged glances, unable to help thinking, "Andrew retaliated against mother (the President's wife) with such force, then continued to demand a eting — will it work?
Or will it truly anger mother (the wife)?"
From purposefully provoking Havier to subduing Sabye, the battle ended actually in a very short ti.
With the fight concluded, the air instead beca filled with an unbearable tension.
For a mont, the scene was so silent that only the distant sound of the magic energy rotation's steamboat whistle at the harbor could be heard.
After asking just once, Andrew didn't ask again.
He simply thought to himself, "If they still won't et , I really will curse — even if you're Barbara's mother, it won't matter!"
Then a figure at the scene slowly stood up, clutching his wrist.
It was Havier.
"Hmm?" Andrew's face changed slightly as he saw him.
He noticed that one of Havier's hands was still broken, but his other hand was holding a fiercely burning fla!
"This... this is—" Sensing the terrifying magical undulation within that fla that made people tremble, not just Andrew, but the expression on everyone's face changed. This included those on Andrew's side: Barbara, Leia, and Ivan, as well as Sabye, Debbie, and others.
It turns out, one can never underestimate the extent to which a troubleso, pampered kid can trouble their parents.
Nor should one ever think they can predict what a troubleso person will do.
If the feeling isn't wrong, the fla in Havier's hand seed to be an extrely powerful Fire Magic Artifact activated to unleash its fla and heat.
The problem is...
"Why didn't you take out such a terrifying thing against the female assassin before? Now you use it against your own people?!" Andrew was dumbfounded, "Do you know, young master, this could blow everyone present — including yourself — to smithereens?!!"
This... surely has nothing to do with Barbara's mother's "prodding," right?
Judging by the forlorn expressions on the faces of Debbie and the others, this was certainly not part of their original plan!
"Havier, you... you better put down what's in your hand!!"
Surprisingly, it was Debbie who spoke first.
The bright and vivacious girl's face turned white: "Isn't this the President's wife's precious magic artifact given to you for protection? Put it away quickly! You... you want to kill us all—"
"—Shut up!" Havier interrupted Debbie with a scream.
Then he ground his teeth, suddenly grinned, and stared at Andrew: "Good, just like now, you're scared, right? Just now you were so fierce, weren't you? You... you dared to hurt ? Now I'll show you what regret ans!!"
Andrew: "..."
Thinking to himself, this spoiled child really has an intense breakdown.
Seeing Havier still shouting hysterically over there.
Andrew forced himself to calm down quickly after initial shock.
"Seems I might be able to stop him before this brainless fool fully activates the magic artifact, but..." Andrew's eyes finally glead with a cold murderous intent, "but under the circumstances, the only way to stop him is... to kill him."
Ca to Warm Fire City seeking collaboration, yet ended up killing the only surviving bloodline of the deceased eldest lady of Warm Fire Comrce Association? If there's a choice, Andrew didn't want this.
Problem is, there seems to be no other choice, right?
Didn't see any expert from Warm Fire City coming over to handle this matter at all!!
What Andrew didn't know was, at the mont Havier activated that magic artifact, within Warm Fire City, more than one elusive yet strong presence sensed the commotion, changed their expressions, and imdiately planned to rush over as quickly as possible.
However, a voice stopped them all: "No one needs to co! I'm watching from here!"
Andrew doesn't know this.
He only sees —
Havier still jumping up and down, shouting fiercely, "Grandma never hit ! You damned bum dared to twist my wrist? Who gave you the guts? Who gave you the guts?!" He was insanely furious but seed quite aggrieved, wiping away his tears, he yelled, "I want you dead!!"
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