“What is going on?” The bandit leader pushed forward, clearly frustrated. He kept trying to get closer, but his own men kept getting in the way. The chaos Rhys created made it impossible for him to move freely, so he was forced to stay behind and watch. Meanwhile, Rhys moved through the buildings like he had all the time in the world. He didn’t rely on brute strength. He grabbed chairs, tables, anything he could find, throwing them into the path of the bandits to slow them down. Every move had a purpose. He was conserving his Mana while turning the environment into his weapon. Even with their numbers, the bandits couldn’t gain any ground. The leader clicked his tongue and pointed at the rat-person. “You. Go after him. Take the rooftops and cut him off.” The rat-person nodded and immediately leaped upward. Rhys had already anticipated that. The moment he climbed onto the roof and spotted the rat-person jumping from one building to another, he didn’t stay. He dropped down right a

Rhys stood there completely stunned.The Dragon Fist had used far more Mana than he expected. The impact alone had launched the bandit leader flying across multiple buildings.‘A command type…’His thoughts raced.‘That’s the third Beast Tamer path. The one famous for supporting and commanding familiars. I don’t really know much about it yet, but I can already command my familiars too, so the real specialty of this path must be something else entirely.’Rhys glanced back at Laura briefly.‘I still don’t understand the principle behind it. But honestly, that doesn’t matter right now.’A grin slowly spread across his face.‘With this amount of Mana, I can actually bring that guy down.’Learning more about command-type Beast Tamers could come later. He could always ask Laura or even Wyndia once he returned.Right now, there was only one thing on his mind.Defeat the bandit leader.Without wasting another second, Rhys pointed his finger forward and fired.The moment the bullet left his ha

“!!!” The desert elf’s eyes widened the moment she saw the fallen angel’s wounds healing right before her eyes. Panic instantly took over. She lunged forward, desperate to stop the recovery before it finished. But unlike earlier in the battle, the fallen angel already knew exactly how Anubis’s healing worked. And for the first time since the fight began, the desert elf made a fatal mistake. “No—!” The realization came too late. The fallen angel twisted her spear and slammed it against the elf’s left dagger, knocking the weapon away. At the same time, dark Mana burst violently from the spear tip. Boom! The explosion erased the elf’s entire upper arm along with part of her shoulder. Blood sprayed across the ruined street. The elf screamed as she staggered backward in horror. The angel’s battle changed just as quickly. The gnoll charged straight at him, intending to finish things before the healing completely restored his opponent. But the angel calmly brought his palms t

Nidhogg slowly lifted one claw and pointed directly at Rhys. “Huh?” Brunhild blinked in confusion before turning toward him. For a second, Rhys simply stared back blankly. Then another voice suddenly exploded beside him. “You bastard!” Gaelion actually raised his voice at Nidhogg. That reaction alone stunned everyone. Brunhild immediately looked back at the wolf. If Nidhogg had been joking or lying, Gaelion would have ignored him with his usual arrogance. At most, he would have snorted and acted uninterested. But this? This reaction practically confirmed Nidhogg’s words. Even Brunhild realized it instantly. And she was not the only one. Anubis narrowed his eyes silently from the side. ‘He actually did it…’ For a moment, Anubis was genuinely speechless. Then his thoughts quickly connected the dots. ‘This is exactly the same thing Gaelion did before.’ Back then, Gaelion had subtly pushed Risa closer to Rhys, fully aware of the kind of effect that would have. Now Nidho

Laura stood there completely stunned. She did not understand half of what Rhys had just shouted, but one thing was obvious. He was absolutely losing his mind. Rhys grabbed both sides of his head before turning toward her again with desperation written all over his face. “Are you seriously not the guide from the Ancient Library of the Fairy Queen?” Laura blinked in confusion. “Yes…” she answered slowly. “I’m Laura Lancaster, the fallen saintess of the Eldoria Kingdom. I’m not any kind of guide.” Then her brows furrowed slightly. “Wait… did you help me because you thought I was the guide?” Rhys immediately fell silent. The awkwardness became suffocating. After a few seconds, he finally sighed and admitted it honestly. “…That was part of the reason, yes.” Laura froze. For some reason, hearing that hurt more than she expected. At the same time, she could not even blame him for it. Nobody in this world helped others for absolutely nothing. People always had motives. Peopl