"Why should our Watson Family compensate for the Merlin Family's losses?" Rhett's expression was frighteningly gloomy. After sneering, he didn't say anything else and only stared at Lin Yun.
"First of all, please understand that your disciple, Mark Watson, detained a resource collection team of our Merlin Family over half a month ago and seriously injured most of the team members. Two of them died in the conflict. Sir Rhett, according to what you're saying, shouldn't the Watson Family compensate?"
"Haha, how could those people compare to my disciple, Mark?" Rhett sneered disdainfully. He naturally knew that those resource collection teams were the lowest members of the Planar Legion. Most of them were Great Mages, and High Mages were very rare.
'So what if they killed two Great Mages?'
A cold smile appeared on Rhett's face as he thought of this. "Alright, Mafa Merlin, I understand what you mean. The Watson Family can compensate for the deaths of those two members. What do you think of a million golds? That should be more than enough to compensate your Merlin Family's losses … "
"Sir Rhett, you still don't seem to understand what I mean. If it was only two ordinary Great Mages, a million golds would be more than enough to compensate for our Merlin Family's losses. But the problem is that the two members that died weren't ordinary Great Mages, they might have reached the Heaven Rank in the future. Tell me, how should the Watson Family compensate us …"
"Mafa Merlin!"
In a flash, Rhett's anger soared, and he could no longer suppress it. His whole body was emitting terrifying mana fluctuations as he stared at that thin silhouette in the living quarters.
Now, he finally understood …
The young mage was beating around the bush to make fun of him. If the Watson Family really compensated according to the young mage's demands, even going bankrupt wouldn't be enough.
As a 7th Rank Archmage and a member of the Watson Family's Ancestral Land Council, how could he endure this kind of provocation?
Let alone the fact that the other side was an insignificant 6th Rank High Mage, so what if he was an Archmage? Provoking him would only lead to death.
"Rumble …"
At that moment, the terrifying aura of a 7th Rank Archmage engulfed the entire living quarters. Gales whistled, and in a short few seconds, the living quarters were almost completely destroyed, turning into ruins.
'Puppet …' At this time, Rhett suddenly recalled that puppet and was suddenly scared out of his wits. That was an existence comparable to an 8th Rank Archmage. Making a move in the Merlin Family's camp was no different from courting death.
But just as he was thinking about this, a silver silhouette flashed in his line of sight and stopped over fifty meters away. As a Master Alchemist, he naturally recognized that silver silhouette with a single glance. It was a puppet.
"Fuck …" Rhett's expression instantly became unsightly as he cursed. What he was afraid of had come true.
In fact, his intestines were filled with regret …
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been so impulsive …
It was all that damned Mafa Merlin's fault. He must have provoked her on purpose.
"Roar …"
Just as Rhett was inwardly regretting, an icy aura suddenly assaulted his senses. A large amount of ice fell down, followed by a deafening roar. He raised his head and was stunned, speechless. He saw a huge Dragon the size of a small mountain floating above his head.
'This …'
Rhett was truly scared silly.
That was a genuine adult Frost Dragon!
Ten days ago, Arthus had fled to the camp in a sorry state and told him about the Frost Dragon. Rhett originally didn't believe it, but after three days of observation, he confirmed that there was no Frost Dragon in the Merlin Family's camp. The Frost Dragon that had injured Arthus was definitely passing by.
But now, he didn't think so.
Frost Dragons actually existed!
"Roar …"
Reina, who was circling in the air, let out another roar and took the initiative to attack Rhett. A pure white light flashed and gales whistled. This was a Frost Breath.
"Damnit, damnit …" Rhett suddenly shrieked. He felt an extremely frightening power from that Dragon Breath. It wasn't something a 7th Rank Archmage like him could contend against. Even an 8th Rank Archmage might be injured by that Frost Dragon's Dragon Breath.
Rhett didn't even think about it before raising his magic staff. Mana fluctuations instantly rose up and a dozen Ice Walls instantly appeared in front of him. After finishing this, he unhesitantly cast Haste on himself and turned into a gray shadow, wanting to escape as quickly as possible.
But Rhett only managed to rush a dozen meters before a dense wave of Spell Rays and a multicolored Dragon Breath thoroughly submerged Rhett's aged silhouette.
Then, the entire world seemed to become silent.
A battle of this level would have already razed a small area to the ground. Fortunately, it was the Planar Legion's training time, or else there would have been huge casualties.
At this time, as the dust dissipated, a bloody silhouette could be seen lying in the ruins, his aura extremely weak. It was the 7th Rank Archmage Rhett Watson. After being hit by the Heaven Puppet's Spell Rays, five bloody holes had appeared on his body.
The Heaven Puppet had the power of a 7th Rank Archmage, and it would be very difficult for it to defeat Rhett in a one-on-one fight. But Rhett had been scared out of his wits when he saw the Frost Dragon and the Heaven Puppet. Moreover, the numerous Spell Rays had fallen while he was defenseless.
"Haha …"
At this time, Lin Yun had already used Levitation to land next to Rhett. He looked at this 7th Rank Archmage and couldn't help sneering. "Sir Rhett, are you alright?"
"Mafa Merlin, you …" Rhett opened his eyes with difficulty, his expression filled with resentment. But just as he was about to say a few ruthless words, he suddenly saw the Heaven Puppet and the Frost Dragon standing behind Lin Yun. He was so scared that his body went limp, and he said in a trembling voice, "High … High Mage Merlin, I … I … I'm fine."
"Sir Rhett, I have to say, even a child wouldn't be fooled by your lies …"
"I …"
Rhett opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything in rebuttal, his heart filled with unprecedented anger.
'Damnit, I'm so miserable, isn't it all because of you?'
But he clearly didn't dare to say that. He had already experienced the price of being impulsive. Even if he didn't learn from his mistakes, he wouldn't provoke the young mage at this time. If the Frost Dragon was incited by the young mage and carelessly spat out a Dragon Breath, or if the puppet suddenly malfunctioned and couldn't control itself, it would attack.
The consequences could only be described as unimaginable.
"High Mage Merlin, I'm really sorry for the unpleasantness just now …" Rhett propped himself up with difficulty, squeezing out a stiff smile. "I hope you don't mind."
"Haha, Sir Rhett, I'm not as petty as you think I am. Since you already apologized, I naturally wouldn't mind …" Lin Yun nodded with a smile. After saying that, he suddenly frowned and turned to look at Rhett. "Oh right, Sir Rhett, regarding the compensation to the Watson Family …"
"Ah … No, no, I didn't discipline my disciple strictly, it's all my fault, there's no need for the Merlin Family to compensate." Rhett was suddenly startled, cold sweat trickling down his back, and his heart was pounding.
'Damnit, this isn't a joke …'
'If I keep biting, that damned Mafa Merlin might take my life.'
"Mark Watson really needs to be properly disciplined …" Lin Yun nodded, but he still frowned, his expression very solemn. After saying that, he sank into silence.
"Merlin … High Mage Merlin, what's wrong?" After looking at Lin Yun's delicate face for no less than four minutes, the restless Rhett finally mustered the courage to speak.
To be honest, if he could, he would immediately leave this place.
"I'm thinking that accidentally injuring Sir Rhett this time will inevitably affect your magic path. Your Watson Family's Patriarch, Sir Karl, or the Chairman of the Ancestral Land's Council, will they come looking for me for compensation …"
"This … This shouldn't be …"
"What do you mean by shouldn't?" Lin Yun looked at Rhett with some dissatisfaction.
"High Mage Merlin, it shouldn't be, it definitely shouldn't be. I can assure you that I was in the wrong first. Even if I was seriously injured, I brought it on myself …"
"Haha, I'm very gratified that you can understand this …"
"…"
Rhett really wanted to cry. This was a blatant bullying, and it wasn't even covered up. But even if he knew this, he didn't dare to say anything. Instead, he cautiously looked at Lin Yun and squeezed out a stiff smile. "High Mage Merlin, may I ask if I can leave now …"
"You can leave at any time …" Lin Yun nodded, but he then frowned. "But your injuries are so serious, it might be a bit inconvenient, right?"
After saying that, Lin Yun used the spiritual contract to call the Draconic Beastman. About five minutes later, Xiuban rushed over while carrying Carnage. "Sir Merlin, what is it?"
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