Chapter 35 (2/2)

He pointed to a transparent badge on his shoulder and continued, “This is a recording instrument issued by the Association. All communication between us has been sent to the Headquarters. If you insist on taking away this young man, I’m afraid we need to fight.”

Zefa gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward, but after a while, he turned around and left in anger. The force was so strong that even the door frame was slightly deformed!

Raphael calmly added, “That mage is in a coma. If you want to kill him, I suggest you report it to the Association Headquarters. They will give you an answer after a discussion.”

“F*ck off!” Zefa roared furiously. He knew that forcefully killing Tim here was equivalent to going against the Headquarters. But…

‘The benefits of my cooperation with that magical beast are not enough to make me pay such a huge price.’ he thought.

To his relief, according to Raphael, the mage who peeked at him was still unconscious, so his identity hadn’t been exposed for the time being.

‘I need to spend some money now.’

Zefa calmed down and decided to gather the mages from his faction and put pressure on the Headquarters together.

He felt distressed as he took out a teleportation scroll from his pocket. This was a rare space-type spell. Zefa didn’t know how to make such a scroll so he could only buy one from others. It was very expensive.

He gritted his teeth and tore it apart. He took a step towards the blue light in front of him and entered the Headquarters. Zefa then contacted a few of his friends and waited with a darkened face.

“What did you say? The application is still not approved. Did you tell them that the mage I chased after stole the information of the spells that we created? We must kill him! This is a legal application!”

Zefa communicated with the clerk sent by the Headquarters. Veins were popping out on his face, and he was in a rage.

He had changed a more acceptable reason, but the clerk still said with some regret, “I’m sorry. According to the report from Rafax City, a mage named Andrew might become a great mage soon. The reason is that he already has half of the strength of a great mage. According to the results of the Association, Andrew defeated Valle who was of the same strength as him. Therefore, we believe that Andrew has great potential to become a great mage, so…”

“So what!?” Zefa’s heart skipped a beat.

“The mage you want to kill is called Tim, and he’s a direct relative of Andrew. The Association advises you to communicate with Andrew first. If it’s confirmed that Tim has stolen your magic research materials, we will help you claim for compensation.” The clerk looked enthusiastic.

“Don’t worry, the Association Headquarters will never let a great mage suffer losses. Please believe us!”

“Cut the crap!” Zefa’s eyes were red as he cast a Dark-type spell. Then the table made of the top-grade sandalwood between him and the clerk turned into ashes!

Zefa was boiled with his anger!