Everyone had fallen completely silent; even the underlings on the ground had stopped howling. They were all looking up at Mag with a hint of horror in their eyes. Around these parts, no one dared to speak like that to Warrick.
However, this man had just defeated them with a single kick. Could it be that he truly possessed the power to oppose Warrick?
He was challenging Warrick to a duel while wielding a tree branch; what arrogance!
Warrick was a powerful 2nd-tier knight who could easily bring them down with a single finger.
"Father is so cool!" Amy's eyes were glowing as she stared at Mag. She held a ball of fire in one hand and a ball of icy flames in the other, and she was prepared to toss them at any moment.
"Shut up!" Warrick glared at Amy before turning to Mag with a thunderous expression. He had always been the one looking down on others, so Mag's high and mighty attitude made him furious. He said coldly, "You're very arrogant."