Bab 581: Tit For Tat (3)

"This is too much!" The middle-aged Alchemist glared fiercely and ground his teeth. Then, he turned his gaze away with a disgusted face as though the magnificent fortress in the distance was a pile of dog feces.

"Those barbaric bastards actually treated us this badly! Sir, we can't let this matter go to rest! We must show them that we don't accept such humiliations from a small and unestablished Guild! We must let them know how powerful we are! If not, how can we uphold the pride of our Alchemist Association!" The group of fuming Alchemists complained to the middle-aged man.