Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

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Placing humanity in front of obligations.

It was the message Mo Fan was trying to tell Secretary Richard!

He had all the evidence to prove Babbitt guilty. Babbitt had even admitted that he was a Black Ornament of the Guild of the Wicked. He had even tried to threaten the lives of Mo Fan’s close ones.

“Mr. Mo Fan, I’m the Secretary here. I don’t need you to teach me what I should be doing. Besides, don’t you forget, you’ve committed a serious offense in hurting an officer of the military academy. I have the right to execute you on the spot, without the Magic Association’s permission. I’m being very merciful by allowing you to stand and talk to me. You have two options now: either you leave, or you die!” Secretary Richard said with a coldly smug smile.

“Secretary Richard…” General Jessica tried to stop the Secretary.

“Silence!” Secretary Richard snapped.

Babbitt grinned when he heard Secretary Richard’s words. He was staring at Mo Fan. Mo Fan could see how pleased he was, even though he did not say a single word!

“You’ve asked for it!” Babbitt eventually gloated.

Mo Fan clearly had a chance to kill him at the merchant guild, but had let him go. Perhaps he never thought the person protecting him was someone from the military academy!

Going against the military was a lot worse than opposing the Guild of the Wicked. He would lose his place in society!

Babbitt had already told Mo Fan the Guild of the Wicked did not consist of a bunch of reckless people. Their influence had infiltrated many organizations. There was no one they could not bribe!

“So? Aren’t you leaving? Do I have to invite you out?” Secretary Richard fondled his beard and demanded with an overbearing air.

“It seems I’m not always the unreasonable one!” Mo Fan exclaimed.

He had had enough. He would be a retard if he kept arguing with these scum of the society!

“I already said he wouldn’t live for more than twenty-four hours. I am a man of my word. Secretary Richard, maybe you don’t know me well. If you do, you will know the consequences of being an assh*** in front of me!” Mo Fan said.

The atmosphere was tense. Scorching flames soon spread across the training ground. The surroundings turned red from the flames, as if they had suddenly fallen into a furnace.

A little official dared to put on airs in front of him? He was going too easy on these people!

“If you dare Cast another spell, I will execute you on the spot!” Secretary Richard yelled.

How bold was this young man?! How dare he ignore his authority?!

“You old piece of trash, I will raze your military academy to the ground and kill Babbitt!” Mo Fan unleashed his Fire Domain.

Mo Fan’s Domain had improved significantly after he achieved the Super Level. Countless fire serpents dozens of meters long surged wildly in front of him and formed a terrifying aura, forcing the low-level Battlemages to move a few hundred meters back.

Mo Fan stopped wasting his time after driving the Battlemages away. Fiery feathers emerged from his back and formed a propeller, sending Mo Fan straight at Secretary Richard like a missile!

Secretary Richard’s eyes widened. He did not expect Mo Fan would have the guts to use violence in his academy.

How reckless could he be!?

Babbitt was also dumbfounded . This guy was truly a demon king. Did he not realize the consequences of his actions?

Babbitt knew he had no chance of surviving in the fight of their level, and quickly took cover behind Secretary Richard.

Secretary Richard flung his sleeves. His coat flew toward the training ground.

Normally, Mo Fan’s flames would burn the coat into ashes in less than a second, but the coat was suddenly covered in frost as the man’s eyes flickered.

The ice spread rapidly. A shield in the shape of a coat appeared amid the flames before it touched the ground.

The thick ice blocked Mo Fan’s path. The burning feathers on Mo Fan’s back exploded as he was about to smash into the ice, further raising his speed and strength!

“Exploding Feathers Fiery Fist!”

The Fiery Fist smashed the thick ice into pieces with brute force. The pieces scattered across the ground.

The Fiery Fist did not weaken after the impact. The flames proceeded to turn into a fiery serpent lunging at Secretary Richard!

Secretary Richard did not expect the young man to be able to Cast such a terrifying Fire Spell, and quickly dodged to the side. He did not even have the time to withdraw his coat.

A teaching block turned into ashes within an instant as Secretary Richard hid behind a training dummy. He looked at Mo Fan with a dark expression.

“I hope you know what you are doing. Be ready to suffer the consequences!” Secretary Richard said coldly.

“I also hope you know the consequences of trying to protect Babbitt. It doesn’t matter what position you hold, but you shouldn’t throw away your humanity, Secretary Richard,” Mo Fan shot back.

“What does a good-for-nothing Mage like you know!” Secretary Richard snarled.

“At least I know Green Sprouts Island was destroyed because of some other reasons, instead of being attacked by a Tyrant Titan!” Mo Fan said.

“Hah, it seems like there’s no point wasting my time. I won’t let you leave here alive today. It’s time to show you my true strength!” Secretary Richard’s face began to twist.

He no longer had to wear a disguise!

So what if he knew Babbitt was from the Guild of the Wicked? His life was worth more than the people of a whole island!

“That’s more like it. Stop bringing up your position and arguing you are the good guy. It’s pointless. Whoever lives today will decide the outcome!” Mo Fan grinned.

There was no such thing as representing justice!

If Mo Fan died here, it meant Secretary Richard had successfully killed a villain and protected the president of the Merchant Guild.

If Secretary Richard died, Mo Fan would be a hero who took down a collusion between the military and some crooks.

It all depended on whose fist was harder!

If Mo Fan encountered something similar again, he would use a simpler and rougher approach, instead of trying to use a recording as the proof. He would show the enemy his hard burning fist first!