Bab 515: Horn of Fertility

However...

The situation developed beyond his expectations once again...

Half a minute later, the young mage was still standing there. He hadn't moved or said anything.

'This…'

Mark Watson couldn't help being in disbelief. 'Does this 6th Rank High Mage not know that he is provoking me with this kind of behavior?'

For a 6th Rank High Mage to provoke an Archmage, wasn't that just suicide?

'I might as well teach him a lesson myself.'

As he thought of this, Mark couldn't help tightening his grip on the gorgeous magic staff, and a white light quietly blossomed, filling the reception room with shocking mana fluctuations.

But at this time, the young mage's voice echoed once again. "I think you might have misunderstood…"

"Misunderstood?"