Li Aili watched as this person's face gradually turned a deep liver color from anger.

"Speaking of which, it's graduation season at the magic academy again. I wonder how many magicians the duchy has recruited this year?" The lord asked with a sly smile.

Balk's previously amiable expression visibly darkened.

A huge, blood-red bubble appeared above his head: [Damn! Is this idiot tired of living?]

Sure enough, the Duke, who hadn't reacted at all, slowly raised his eyes, his cold blue eyes looking at Charlie Colan.

Li Aili had never seen a man's eyes look like this before.

It looked like a... dragon about to unleash its fury.

Charlie Colan's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat, but that didn't stop him from continuing his reckless act. "Hey, I'm just an insignificant lord, and my territory only has a handful of high-ranking mages..."

"But even my level four fireballs from those few mages caused your knight a lot of trouble this time, didn't they?"

"Well, without the church's healing or magical potions, I suppose those wounded knights have already returned to the embrace of the God of Light." Charlie Coran couldn't help but laugh heartily.

"Speaking of which, our emperor is truly merciful. He was furious when he heard about the 'unjust war' that had taken place in my territory."

"And so, His Majesty lent me a 'Lord of the Magic Tower' who serves the royal family, Jupiter, the Lord of the Red Tower."

Charlie Colan met the Cold Emerald Duke's gaze with a sinister look. "Ah, Your Grace, would you like to meet this distinguished gentleman?"

Li Aili could imagine the expression on the man's face without even looking at him.

"I'm very curious, which is more powerful, a Platinum-ranked knight or a 'Lord of the Magic Tower'-ranked mage?" As he spoke, he finally couldn't hold back and grinned, revealing a ferocious smile.

As he spoke, he twisted the ring inlaid with the magic stone.

The magic stone released a complex magic circle, and then a magic gate appeared out of thin air before everyone's eyes.

Balk and the others immediately stood up, their hands resting on their swords.

The next second, an impatient, aged voice came from the magic gate, "Oh!! Damn it! Damn it! How many times have I told you, don't look for me while I'm in the toilet!"

"Wait until I get out of here, do you hear me!" the old voice roared.

Charlie Colan's sinister grin froze on his face, making him look exactly like a juggler earnestly trying to be funny in a pub.

"Pfft~" Li Aili considered herself a professional and wouldn't laugh in such a serious setting.

Unless you can't hold it in any longer!