Chapter 197: Making a decisive move (1/2)

Chapter 197: Making a decisive move

Florida was far more domineering than Han Shuo would’ve thought. He could feel a dangerous pulse of magic the instant he shut the door. Han Shuo immediately sprang backwards.

The door exploded with a tumultuous bang as the room wreathed itself in white light. Large pieces of wooden slats flew across the room as Florida’s handsome face once again appeared in front of Han Shuo.

He still clutched the bouquet of fresh flowers tightly, with a strongly pulsating magic staff embedded with a red, blue, and yellow crystal in his right hand.

“I said, I want to see Phoebe. Didn’t you hear me?!” Florida looked harshly at Han Shuo as he bit off his words.

At roughly 25 or 26, Florida’s age was similar to the deceased Clark. The two of them had many similarities, both having the same high level of strength and charming exteriors.

However, although Clark was devious, he wouldn’t flaunt it so boldly. He at least understood that his identity as a noble; conscious he had to conceal his emotions, he made his moves in the dark. On the other hand, Florida looked like a completely lawless person, with an even more brash style, seemingly having no reservations at all.

“And I said, don’t disturb our rest!” Han Shuo snorted coldly and flashed to Florida’s side like lightning. He raised a fist with magical yuan circulating within it and smashed it towards Florida’s face.

Han Shuo’s sudden move was outside of the other’s expectations as panic suddenly appeared on his face. He threw out the bouquet in his hands and swiftly backpedaled.

Han Shuo’s punch whistled through the air as it smashed the bouquet to pieces. Petals flew everywhere as a floral fragrance wafted through the air.

When this punch had obliterated the bouquet and seemed like it would land on Florida’s face, a strong magic pulse suddenly burst from his body. A rainbow colored, glass-like magic shield suddenly enveloped him like an enormous light bubble.

Bam. Han Shuo’s fist connected with the shield. He felt like he was punching cotton candy as the shield distorted at the point of contact. The impression left by the fist deepened until Han Shuo’s blow stopped right above Florida’s well defined nose, unable to proceed any further.

Completely flustered, Florida was forced back a few steps, bringing the force field with him and widening the gap between him and Han Shuo. Disarrayed, he looked at Han Shuo with an even more unfriendly glint, as if Han Shuo had become his mortal enemy.

“You dared to attack first!” Florida’s voice was as distorted as his expression as he roared furiously at Han Shuo.

Han Shuo shook his hand and retracted his fist, pointing at the shattered room door. He said coldly, “You trespassed the moment you broke through the door. I’m just defending myself!”

Nodding his head with a frosty smile, Florida cast a dark glance at Han Shuo. “Very good, you’ve got some guts. However, you won’t get a chance to come near me again now that our distance has been increased. Let me see what you’re made of now!”

Florida once again stepped back after he spoke and raised the staff in his right hand, planning on facing off with Han Shuo. In response to Florida’s move, Han Shuo solemnly brought out the Demonslayer Edge from his space ring and prepared to take Florida’s attack.

As a light archmage, his strength was certainly uncommon. Han Shuo had tested him just now and had noticed that his reaction was swift and movements agile. It was obvious that he’d weathered hundreds of battles. Han Shuo hadn’t even been able to harm him just now with that punch, despite their proximity. Now that they were separated, Florida would be able to deploy his advantage as a mage and would be difficult to deal with.

Hasty footsteps sounded at this moment and seemed to approach the room. Just as Han Shuo and Florida were about to really get into it, vice chief Harris from the Cairo mercenary band suddenly appeared with a few soldiers.

“Isn’t this chief Florida? What are you doing here, creating a mess in territory that’s under the Cairo mercenary band’s protection instead of staying in yours?” Harris’ voice was filled with obvious sarcasm as he maintained the same remote expression from earlier in the day.