Li Aili, of course, didn't understand the 'affectionate' look in this great mage's eyes.
Because of her understanding of Wendy, she thought she was in the wrong.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be...
Since returning from the Holy Dragon Era a thousand years ago, Li Aili's affection for magicians has dropped to 0.
A god who 'stole' the magical authority of the Dragon God.
Before she transmigrated, she just thought the mage was too domineering.
Now……
With the affirmation of macarons.
The guild leader of the mage guild quickly realized the current situation.
[Ha! What duchess? So what if you know the Archmage?]
[Would Your Excellency, a Dharma Saint, help an outsider like yourself to bully our own people?]
That usurper of Clark's throne doesn't have many more days left.
[Hmph! I'll remember this grudge. When Clark's 'false king' is overthrown by the six great empires, just wait and see...]
He strode forward with a proud and imposing air, and grabbed the medicine bottle from the table.
The bald guild leader uncorked the bottle, tilted his head back, and gulped down the potion inside.
Then, he blurted out his true feelings, "Just wait and see how I deal with you later."
As soon as he finished speaking, the office fell into an eerily quiet silence.
The guild leader was completely bewildered. "What...what did I just say?"
Macaron's face visibly darkened, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
Lord Denton narrowed his phoenix eyes. "Who do you want to deal with? Tell me."
He lifted the 365-pound broadsword with ease, slapping the blade onto the stunned magic guild master's shoulder.
Each slap made the bald man's body tilt to the side.
Li Aili asked, "Is what my sister said true?"
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