Facing Criann’s Saint-level Mage attack, Ye Chui was initially forced into a constant retreat, only able to dodge repeatedly. Many people revealed concerned expressions, while quite a few others felt secretly delighted. They thought this young man, who had risen to fame ever since leaving that remote border town, was finally going to meet his downfall and very likely perish here.
However, in the next moment, Ye Chui slapped Criann hard across the face, sending him sprawling to the ground. It was as if that slap had also landed squarely on the faces of everyone harbouring such malicious hopes.
The patriarch of the Magical Beast Jores family, standing beside Prince Gayler, instantly turned crimson, as though the slap had truly struck him.
Prince Gayler, Debbie, Jacob, and the others all breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Chui was indeed the Ye Chui they knew. How could he possibly lose to this artificially ripened Saint-level Mage? Yet their relaxed expressions gradually tightened again. A trace of delight actually appeared in the eyes of the Jores patriarch. Ye Chui seemed intent on killing Criann!
Killing Criann would provoke the wrath of Prince Mingzhong. If that happened, not even the Star Empire could protect Ye Chui!
If Ye Chui killed Criann, he himself would surely die as well. Yet Ye Chui really appeared ready to do it.
When Ye Chui controlled a dense swarm of flying swords, clearly preparing to kill Criann in this cruel and brutal manner, Prince Gayler could not hold back and shouted, “Stop! Ye Chui, what are you doing? Stop at once!”
Compared to his warning, Boothly reacted even faster. Among everyone present, she might have been the only one who believed from the very beginning that Criann would definitely be defeated by Ye Chui. She had even vaguely seen through Ye Chui’s reason for pretending to struggle. He was probing the power of a Saint-level Mage, and the idiot Criann had fallen completely into his trap!
The moment Criann fell from the Saint level and Ye Chui moved to kill him, Boothly transformed into a streak of icy chill and rushed forward. Countless flying swords rained down from the sky. Those swords clustered together, forming one enormous blade. This colossal sword seemed capable of crushing anything in its path into dust.
Criann’s body trembled. In his terrified eyes was reflected the terrifying giant sword descending from above. At that instant, he felt his life was about to end.
But a wave of icy cold suddenly appeared before him. That cold condensed into an ice mirror. Advanced Ice Magic Curse [Divine Mirror]. The Divine Mirror blocked the giant sword formed by countless blades. The immense rebound force collided with the descending power of the swords. Bang! The Divine Mirror shattered, and the swords were flung high into the sky, bursting apart like fireworks made of flying blades.
Boothly had intervened.
She appeared beside Ye Chui, looking at him with some worry.
Immediately after, a massive bolt of lightning crashed down from the heavens. This lightning attack came from Black Priest. The instant Boothly moved, Black Priest had followed. Criann belonged to the Magic Guild. Ye Chui wanted to kill him, and Black Priest absolutely could not allow that to happen.
Black Priest himself was a powerful lightning mage. His first move was a devastating attack.
Yet he seemed to have forgotten that Ye Chui possessed extremely strong means to resist lightning-element attacks.
The lightning struck Ye Chui with power that seemed capable of piercing heaven and earth. When the lightning vanished, the ground around Ye Chui was scorched black, yet Ye Chui appeared completely unharmed. His rubber body could immunise him against lightning damage. Of course, the lightning Black Priest released was not purely electrical; it also carried immense penetrating force and searing heat. However, Ye Chui had neutralised all of it with ice magic, suffering no injury whatsoever.
He turned to look at Black Priest.
Black Priest was charging over in fury, his body wrapped in crackling lightning.
Then Ye Chui raised his hand. A magic-guided missile appeared in his palm. “Boom!” The missile shot forward. Bang! The oncoming Black Priest was struck. In the explosion, his body was hurled aside.
“This thing was practically made for you…” Ye Chui casually tossed the magic-guided missile away, muttering under his breath, then looked at Boothly.
Boothly glanced worriedly at Black Priest. Black Priest was a very powerful mage himself. Although being hit by the missile left him looking rather battered, he had not suffered serious injury. Seeing him climb out of the crater created by the explosion, Boothly let out a small sigh of relief, then turned to Ye Chui with some anger. “Grandpa Black watched me grow up. Could you be a bit more careful when you attack him?”
Ye Chui shrugged. The moment he saw that old man charging over, he could not resist blasting him with a rocket launcher…
Boothly then looked at Criann, her voice turning several degrees colder as she continued speaking to Ye Chui. “You absolutely cannot kill Criann. I may dislike him intensely, but he cannot die in front of me!”
Hearing Boothly’s words, Criann clutched his severely injured leg and hurriedly shouted, “Boothly, kill this bastard quickly! He dared to injure me like this! As long as you kill him, my father will remember your kindness and will definitely take good care of you in the Magic Guild from now on!”
Boothly looked at Criann with utter disgust, then turned back to Ye Chui. “Just stop here. You have already gravely injured him. Do you really have to make this a bigger incident?”
“I must kill him because he…” Sudden deep sorrow appeared on Ye Chui’s face. He tilted his head forty-five degrees toward the sky, as if to keep tears from falling, and continued, “When he arrived at the guild just now, we were all at the back of the castle. Only Green was in the front courtyard. That bastard showed no mercy at all. The moment he attacked, he pierced Green’s body with his longsword. Green, Green he…”
His voice seemed to choke with grief, unable to continue.
Boothly’s eyes widened. Ye Chui’s heartbroken appearance filled her with immense unease. Green… Green had actually been killed by Criann!? No, how could that be possible? That guy had only just rejected her date invitation earlier. She had not yet seduced him into liking her again so she could dump him hard. How could he be killed by an idiot like Criann?
Sorrow transformed into rage inside Boothly.
Her eyes blazed like flames as she glared at Criann.
“Boothly?” Criann faltered.
“You actually dared to kill my man!!!” Boothly spat out each word. Frost slowly covered her body and hair. Bone-chilling cold radiated from her.
Criann could not help shivering from that cold. He suddenly understood something. The boy Boothly fancied was not Ye Chui, but the bald man who had been swinging a brick on his arm for exercise when he first arrived at the Random Name Magic Guild?
Boothly had actually called that person “my man”!? How… how was that possible? How could Boothly like a man like that!
No, that was not what he should be thinking about right now. He had killed the man Boothly loved. How furious would Boothly become?
“I, I didn’t mean to…” Criann shouted at Boothly in panic.
But Boothly had already walked up to him. She lifted her leg and kicked him square in the face. Criann cried out in pain and fell backwards onto the ground. Boothly stepped beside him and continued kicking his face, chest, and injured leg. At this moment, Boothly was somewhat out of control due to anger, yet she still retained a trace of reason. She did not use magic to kill him outright, instead venting her fury with punches and kicks.
The scene became extremely brutal for a time.
Ye Chui stood to the side, his face full of feigned regret.
Of course he knew what terrible consequences killing Criann would bring, so from the very beginning he had never intended to kill Criann in front of everyone. Criann had pierced Green’s body with a sword, so Ye Chui had stabbed Criann once in revenge for Green. As for the seemingly fatal attack afterwards, he had known Boothly would definitely intervene to stop it.
Whatever Boothly did to Criann afterwards was none of his business.
Everyone watching fell completely silent.
Boothly’s current appearance was that of a youthful, beautiful girl-next-door, cute and charming, yet the way she hiked up her skirt and brutally kicked Criann was excessively vicious.
What shocked them most was the information Boothly had just revealed. This girl who had awakened a Prince-level Magic Grimoire and become the most noble young woman in the world actually liked Green, Ye Chui’s rather unremarkable subordinate?
Even Prince Gayler’s only impressions of Green were that he wielded a brick with great skill and cooked delicious food. Yet such an unassuming man had actually won the affection of a Prince-level Mage girl?
Bloody hell, everyone in the Random Name Magic Guild is a genius!
Some people sighed inwardly. What a pity that such a man was already dead. Otherwise they would definitely have wanted to see the style of someone capable of winning a Prince-level Mage girl…
Then, at that very moment, “Stop!” A bald head suddenly pushed through the crowd. He rushed anxiously to Boothly’s side while she was still attacking and pulled her up. “Boothly, that’s enough! Stop hitting him. Any more and he’ll stop breathing!”
Boothly halted, looking at the bald man with slight stunned surprise.
The hand gripping her arm felt warm. This was not an undead, but a living person.
It really was Green.
Green was not dead?
Bloody hell, the onlookers completely lost their composure. Green was actually fine!?
Then what was Ye Chui doing earlier with that forty-five-degree sky-gazing pose?
Boothly turned angrily toward Ye Chui.
Ye Chui looked innocently at the sky and explained, “I was about to say that Green had been injured by him. Who told you not to let me finish…”
Boothly: “…”
