Chapter 58 (2/2)

Based on the body structure of animals, the most suitable part to cast spells was probably the mouth.

So, I need to direct Dudderson’s magic power into its mouth and break the boundaries. It shouldn’t be difficult…

He did exactly the same as he thought. Pressing against Dudderson, he directed the magic power in Dudderson’s body with his combat aura.

“Wu! Wu!”

Dudderson struggled hard, but as a puppy only a few months old, it could not get rid of an earth knight.

Under Liszt’s scorching and explosive combat aura, it was essentially in a sauna with a temperature of hundreds of degrees.

The dog’s eyes immediately turned red.

Its body temperature was also soaring.

I forgot that my combat aura is fire-natured and not suitable for direction… But there’s no turning back now. He exerted his strength and shouted, “Dudderson, unleash the magic power!”

BAM!

His Eye of Magic Power saw that the magic power in Dudderson’s body was concentrated in Dudderson’s mouth. Then, in an explosion, it surged out and broke a certain part in Dudderson’s mouth.

After that, a miracle happened.

Three enormous bamboo-shaped rocks erupted from the lawn. Each of them was as thick as a thigh with a spiky end on the top.

“Great!”

Liszt laughed. “Great job, Dudderson! You’ve learned magic!”

He was quite satisfied with the spell, imagining how it could stab into the enemy’s butt unexpectedly when he gave his dog a signal.

Then, Thomas suddenly remarked, “My lord, Dudderson seems to be hurt.”

“Huh?” Liszt finally noticed that Dudderson had collapsed on the ground with a bleeding mouth that seemed to have exploded.

Thankfully, it was only a minor injury due to the release of magic power. The dog’s lethargy was because it had emptied all its magic power.

Liszt was reassured after figuring out what happened.

He said to Thomas, “This is exactly the danger of magic… Why are sorcerers rare and disliked? Because their experiments are always dangerous. They do not know science, but they think they can control the rules.”

Thomas, failing to comprehend, asked curiously, “My lord, have you ever seen a sorcerer?”

“No.”

“You’re so great! You taught Dudderson magic when you’ve never met a sorcerer before! Praise your lordship!” Thomas cried in amazement.

Liszt smiled.

It was too easy a task to be proud of.

He wiped his hands with a handkerchief. “Thomas, take care of Dudderson. Treat the injuries, and make sure that its food is minced to pieces.”

“All right, my lord.”