Chapter 40 (2/2)

Hearing these words, a trace of anger flashed in Zero’s eyes.

However, the scarecrow was Lord Garros’s prey, so she naturally did not dare to casually attack him.

Even though she was extremely angry, she could only suppress her anger and wait for Garros’s instructions.

Looking at the arrogant and unruly appearance of the scarecrow in front of him, Garros did not get angry. Instead, he laughed.

“Hehehehe, this really isn’t bad at all.

“All these years, there have been at least 8,000 strange deaths by my hand.

“No one has ever dared to speak to me like that.

“Could it be that all the strange creatures in this world have forgotten the name ‘Garros’?”

Originally, Garros had only planned to use this method to threaten the scarecrow.

After all, it was going to be very troublesome to defeat the scarecrow and make him submit. At the same time, he could not kill him.

It would likely damage the team he had trained.

This was a consequence he was unwilling to bear.

Therefore, it was best to make the scarecrow surrender himself.

However, when Flanders heard this, he noticed something.

Since he had been in this world, there did not seem to be many strange creatures.

In other words, there were two possibilities.

One, Garros was bragging.

However, being the second strongest in the Mage Association, there was no need for him to brag.

The other possibility was that there must be some way for strange creatures to exist in another space.

Otherwise, why would there be so few strange creatures in this world?

Thinking of this, Flanders had a rough outline of a plan in his heart.

Of course, he still had to solve Garros’s problem first.

Flanders looked at Garros and said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, “I’m sorry, I’m new here. I’ve never heard of you before.”

This time, many of Garros’s subordinates behind him were already filled with killing intent.

This strange creature was way too arrogant!

He actually dared to disrespect the great Sir Garros.

Zero wanted to teach the scarecrow a lesson.

Garros was also a little angry.

It was obviously impossible for the scarecrow to be subdued without bloodshed.

Since that was the case, he would teach the scarecrow a lesson.

“You guys, go easy on him.

“Don’t take his life.”

Hearing Garros’s words, the 10 people behind him instantly split up.

Five people charged at Flanders, while the other five chanted spells behind them, ready to cast their magic.

Just from this point alone, one could see that the 10 people in front of him definitely had long-term battle experiences and tacit understanding.

The entire process was incredibly smooth and without any disharmony.

However, Flanders believed that he was not afraid of them at all.

Previously, he was able to deal with the Sarkos branch and remain unscathed precisely because he had the biggest trump card in his hand.

His Cursed Scarecrow.

With this skill, he could completely transfer the damage inflicted on him to others.

Moreover, transferring the damage to others did not require any of his own strength.

In other words, it was his scapegoat!

If he relied on his own ability to transfer the damage this time…

He would not be able to transfer it if the damage exceeded his own strength.

However, if he was just looking for someone to take his place, it would be a completely different concept.

Looking at the five people charging at him, Flanders had no intention of backing down.

He was even filled with fighting spirit.

“I really want to see what expression the second-in-command of the Mage Association will have before he dies.”