Chapter 14
After proudly announcing her return from the middle of the cafeteria, Mary shifted her little hand forward, pulling Greem forward and placing him in front of her.
“From today onwards, know that he is my subordinate. Anyone who makes trouble for him will have me as your enemy!”
After she finished saying that, she let go of Greem and swept her right hand through the air. Her claws moved so fast that they seemed to leave afterimages in the air. As the faint trails of light faded away, five sharp whistling noises could be heard by the crowd.
What… What insane agility, and what a terrifying slashing force. With such speed and attack strength, who would have time to recite a spell if she attacked them?
After estimating the attack strength of Mary’s casual strike, everyone who saw this scene had fear cover their faces.
Greem couldn’t help but smile wryly at his current situation. For the first time in his entire life, he felt a headache caused by ‘good fortune’.
As much as he could, he was a man who strived to live a low-profile life, but, in the end, he was helplessly dragged into what could only result in a fight between those strongest Apprentice Adepts. Though Mary did this out of good intentions, would a simple threat of violence really be able to hold back those Apprentice Adepts who feared nothing?
In this Adept Tower, where the hearts of men were incomprehensible, and where everyone was scheming against each other, there were nearly infinite methods of killing someone without being noticed. In the library, a wide variety of knowledge of Curse Spells and Poisonous Potions were available. So long as someone willing to put in the effort, it wasn’t exactly difficult to make an Apprentice Adept die an ‘unfortunate death’, with no one the wiser.
A series of rapid warning tones resounded in his brain, nearly making him lose focus.
“Warning! Warning! High-speed target approaching… Initial evaluation shows the target has the Agility which is greater than 13. Host, please move two steps to the left. After dodging, counter attack with a Burning Hand spell…”
As the solidification of the Fire Arrow was still in progress, Greem could only use one spell, Burning Hand.
The speed of the attack was extremely fast, and Greem couldn’t even see where was the real Mary was. What he could do was to lay all his hope on the guidance given by the Chip, move his feet, and step aside, quickly preparing a Burning Hand spell.
However, as they say, no plan survives contact with the enemy.
Greem clumsily fell to the ground while only half way through dodging. His shirt was completely torn at the chest, revealing three gashes. He struck out with Burning Hand, but his strike hit nothing.
Greem pressed his hand against his wounds, distraught at what had just happened. He raised his head and gave Mary an angry look. Meanwhile, Mary was standing leisurely to the side, sticking out her long flexible tongue, and licking the blood from her nails.
“So it seems you have decent reflexes… But your body is too weak. If this speed is all you have, perhaps you’re going to suffer today!” Maybe it was because she had tasted blood, but her eyes, which had been completely blue, started to take on a shade of red, making her seem so much more dangerous. “If you don’t want to die, you better move faster~…”
Mary briefly squatted down after she finished speaking, making her looked like a leopard preparing to pounce. In the next second, she was rocketing toward him.
Damn it, if this went on he really would die.
As her eyes began to turn red and her fangs began poked through her lips, warning tones went off like crazy in his brain. Unable to take care of the wounds on his chest, Greem let out a roar. He forcefully slapped both of his palms together. Three seconds later, two massive fireballs erupted from both of his hands, causing Mary to jump back.
“This is what I’m talking about! Hehe… you better watch out!~”
Mary’s voice was filled with excitement. She even giggled a bit. In the next second, she leaped forward, turning into a streak of blue.
Even with Greem’s dynamic vision, he was still only able to see Mary’s afterimages. He was completely unable to find her actual position. Therefore, in order to avoid her getting too close, Greem kept moving his body and adjusting his posture to keep the majority of her after images in front of him. Meanwhile, he was crazily waving his hands, attempting to use the burning flame to block off all the possible paths of attack.
Both fireballs were making sizzling noises while Greem was waving them about, pouring sparks of fire all around his body. Unfortunately, it seemed his attempt at defense was pointless. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t figure out where she was. Instead, from time to time, he would feel a sudden sharp pain coming from a new place on his body, and all these were making him more and more furious.