Chapter 32 (1/2)
Claire started to get a headache. If that annoying girl was going to die, then let her die. It had nothing to do with her. But if Lashia died, the gentle Katherine would be heartbroken. Just thinking about the gentle Katherine made warmth emerge from her heart. For that gentle woman, Claire couldn’t let that headstrong girl die.
Nobody noticed the killing intent of the guy called Yixuan Feng. His smile was like a flower as he walked slowly onto the stage while the Sunrise Institute’s students looked on him with hostility. He looked like he was casually taking an afternoon stroll. With his air of indolence, no one could discover his killing intent.
The feelings that the youth Yixuan Feng and Lashia gave off were completely different. If this youth was a beast who concealed his true intents with a gentle smile, then Lashia would be an energetic little lamb1.
“Miss Lashia, it’s a great pleasure to see you again.” Yixuan Feng said with an elegant bow. The genial smile on his face was strikingly irritating in Lashia’s eyes. This youth’s peers had almost murdered the senior! How despicable and hateful! She must take this into account and beat the heck out of him. Last time it was because the opposing side had something suddenly pop up that they had won. But this time it would be different, because in this period of time she had studied and practiced magic incessantly, improving herself persistently. This time, she would use her own strength to crush her opponent.
“Don’t speak nonsense.” Lashia coldly humphed and stopped talking, beginning to chant a short incantation. Countless small lightning bolts shot towards Yixuan Feng. Lashia understood that this wouldn’t be able to damage Yixuan Feng; this was only to confuse him in order to stall for time to chant a longer and more powerful spell.
A disdainful, cold smile appeared on Yixuan Feng’s face. With a wave of his hand, a ray of glittering light dispersed outward, completely destroying the lightning bolts Lashia had created.
Claire frowned. Yixuan Feng’s offhanded use of magic sent off warning bells in her head. Yixuan Feng was actually an Ice attributed magician, and his power and strength had already long surpassed Lashia.
“Yoho, your arrogant little sister is really out of luck now. They’re on completely different levels.” Walter’s vulgar voice sounded in Claire’s head. Many instances in the future would prove that Walter’s foresight was so keen that it annoyed other people.
“How did you figure it out?” Claire mentally communicated with Walter.
“That person’s aura is very similar to my own.” Walter smacked his lips and laughed. “Don’t misunderstand, he’s not a dark magician. I’m saying that his way of thinking is the same as mine.”
“A sinister, crafty person who likes to strike while hidden, likes to plot, and smiles while killing.” Claire coldly said. This person, humph, definitely wasn’t just a magician. The aura emitting from the core of his body was an assassin’s. There’s nothing more scary than an assassin proficient in magic. An assassin couldn’t fight a magician or warrior head on, because that would be like trying to break a rock with a pebble. But when a magician is meditating or a warrior is resting, an assassin can silently take their lives. Being both an assassin and a magician, that youth was truly terrifying.
Walter’s mouth twitched. Even though it was the truth, when it came from the little devil’s mouth, it sounded so piercing.
“So, I think with his power, that guy can already insta-cast. I reckon he’s scheming something against your little sister.” Walter blinked and continued to say useless stuff that Claire already knew.
To save or not to save?