"Alright Lisa, why waste words on this idiot?"
A handso young magic apprentice stepped forward, lightly patting Lisa’s buttocks in front of everyone.
Then he looked at Andrew: "Your thod of taking down Grace was quite impressive! But Andrew, if you think this little tactic would surprise or scare us, you’re too naive. As disciples of ntor Hubert, who among us hasn’t kept so secrets up their sleeve?
You know Pete, that guy, right? Haha, at least I know, that guy definitely isn’t at an interdiate magic apprentice level. By the way, where is he if he hasn’t shown up by now..."
Whatever this young magic apprentice said afterward, whatever Lisa said, and whatever the surrounding magic apprentices laughed and discussed about—
Andrew didn’t listen anymore.
"So, is this why you find amusing?"
"Not because I demonstrated a portion of my strength and told you all to stop moving forward."
"But because I referred to the camp residents as... ’people’?"
At this mont, Andrew even started to miss Raymond and Pete a little.
Raymond, although arrogant, was at least soone the townsfolk regarded as "people" to bully. Though it’s comparing fifty steps to a hundred, fundantally, there’s still a difference.
As for Pete, even though that guy was his enemy, that perseverance and effort to get stronger at least made Andrew feel that Pete was still a "normal person."
But these people in front of him—these guys who kept "subhuman ntality" in their mouths—were not people at all.
Just a bunch of beasts.
No... beasts are even better than them.
These guys are more like "desolate beasts" from the desert, utterly disgusting and ugly.
"Though I originally decided to take you down, you’ve made so full of killing intent that I don’t know whether to hate you or thank you..."
Andrew smiled slightly, not angry at all.
Really not angry.
Because ugly enemies are often stupid.
In comparison, Andrew actually hates dealing with opponents like Pete more.
He saw Lisa on the other side, seeming to finally laugh enough, and she told the handso or robust male magic apprentices around her, "That tent, yes, the one I’m pointing at.
Andrew just ca out of there.
You guys, go check it out in the tent. If our information is correct, the person ntor Hubert nad is together with Andrew. It should be no surprise that they are in that tent."
These male magic apprentices, who clearly had so unusual relations with Lisa, nodded imdiately and stepped toward the tent where Little Sophie, Aunt Sofia, and Barbara were staying.
As if ignoring Andrew’s existence.
Just like what the handso young magic apprentice said beside Lisa before: "As apprentices under ntor Hubert’s command, who hasn’t kept a trump card?"
The Magic Laboratory located in the town center of Wildfire Town is like a giant container raising venomous insects, wanting to survive inside and keep climbing up, one must constantly calculate, hide trump cards, sche, and turn other people’s opportunities into their own.
Everyone was a little surprised deep down: that Andrew, whom ntor Hubert predicted would die within a week, indeed had quite a bit of strength!
But... so what?
From the mont you dared to stand on the opposite side of ntor Hubert, you were already a dead man!
In this case, is it important whether or not you’ve hidden a trump card?
Not to ntion that killing Grace, such a brawny, simple-minded guy whose strength doesn’t match his level, isn’t sothing to brag about!
"Get lost, you piece of trash!"
The handso young magic apprentice deliberately walked straight toward Andrew, and with a wave, seven "Fireball Techniques" appeared in the seven surrounding directions of Andrew’s body, attacking Andrew slamd between them!
Although these Fireball Techniques completely presented a dark red hue, a very standard color of the magic guild’s magic flas, and not Pete’s "Shadow Erosion Fire."
But I have to say, in terms of pure Fireball Technique achievents, throwing seven fireballs at once is obviously much stronger than Pete!
"Haha, still trying to please ."
The laughing and carefree voice ca from Lisa at the back, "ntor Hubert hasn’t arrived yet, ’Cook’ and ’Sally,’ those two conjoined bastards haven’t shown up. I’ll improvise a bit then. Anyway, except for Cook and Sally, the strongest magic apprentice is under my skirt."
Her beautiful eyes sparkled, as she watched the back of that handso young magic apprentice. Surprisingly, a blush appeared on her face, and her breathing quickened slightly.
Then she saw the seven fireballs, all hitting Andrew’s body simultaneously.
Andrew stood there, without even a slight intention to resist, dodge, or cast any defensive magic. Just rely... let the seven fireball techniques hit his body simultaneously!
The only thing he did was, at the last mont before being hit, he raised his hand, pointing his long, fair finger straight at the handso young magic apprentice charging at him from the front.
That’s it.
"Andrew!!"
In the temporary camp tents, more than one person cried out in shock and distress, and murmured regrets were heard.
Everyone saw Andrew’s body instantly engulfed by the dark red fire poison erupted from the Fireball Technique.
But... no one dared to co out.
The camp residents reacted now just like two days ago when their ho was burned: painful, enraged, yet couldn’t muster the courage to resist, finally becoming numb.
They seed like moles hiding in tents, feeling that stepping out would be hamred back by the invisible fla hamr of the world.
Occasionally, one or two hot-blooded individuals wanted to rush out of their tents but were quickly pulled back by their families.
"Hmph, like a bunch of bugs."
Lisa sneered, and then with a coquettish voice, shouted at the back of that handso young apprentice, "Brian, hurry up!"
Honestly, Lisa wasn’t very interested in taking the rit.
She didn’t feel that she needed to beco the strongest magic apprentice, as long as she could allure the strongest into her bed, wasn’t that enough?
When she saw Brian, whom she recently liked so much it’s almost infatuation, showing off his trendously impressive "Seven Fireball Array," Lisa just felt hot all over and couldn’t help but end this farce quickly to hurry back to the Magic Laboratory with Brian—
Thud.
Still, what she saw was Brian’s body shaking a bit, then his advancing step suddenly stumbled, and he fell face-first onto the ground.
"Eh?"
Lisa was stunned, then frowned, thinking, is this so new way to make happy? She shook her head and said, "Stop playing, Brian, I don’t like this."
Yet she heard thud, thud—
Another two sounds of falling bodies arrived.
The two "backups" who walked out with Brian also collapsed almost identically.
"This—"
Lisa was truly dumbfounded, "What... happened?"
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