Bab 363: It’s not arrogance if I win

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"You have quite the gall… After creating that mana whirlwind, you came after two of us on your own? The golem really doesn't count. Do you think you are invincible, Dieter von Eichenwald?"

"Oh?" The blond man raised his brows with a haughty expression. He was sitting on the back of a frog-shaped golem the size of a horse, but his posture was closer to that of a king on his throne. "What makes you think your troubles were my doing? It's ungentlemanly to throw accusations like this, Mister Oliveira."

Twenty meters away from him stood Cael and Astnar. Two mages, separated from their teammates by the mana storm, had not been trying to locate them for long before Dieters jumped out on them. Literally—he was riding a giant frog, after all.