Chapter: 1390

As the button was ripped off, the coat opened, revealing Armand�s silver scabbard worn around the waist.

�As expected, my prediction was correct.�to be anxious.�Do you think you can become a nobleman like this?�

Sirone�s eyes grew cold.

�Back off.�And pay for your coat.�

Sirone desperately controlled her emotions.�The inner monster that smelled the anger was about to come out again.

However, Zocre, who seized the victory, was busy talking about himself.

�Seeing that it has no decorations and is completely flimsy, it is obvious that it is cheap.�Well, I don�t know where to get an expensive sword����.�

Zocre reached for the handle.

Since the length is short, the blade will not look good either.�I was thinking of picking it up and repaying twice the humiliation I had suffered so far.

But the thought ended there.

Zokre�s movements stopped when he heard the sound of rushing water.�Then his arms slowly came up.

His pupils trembled in shock, and his skin, which felt the chill, raised fluff.

�This, this����.�

Ludvans and Vivian�s faces were stained with astonishment.�Sirone�s sword had been pulled out of its own accord and was digging deep under Zocre�s chin.

�What, what?�How did the sword����.�

Sirone was frowning.

Not because he was mad at Zokre.�If it was too late to control his emotions, Zokre�s neck would already be rolling on the ice.

�I thought it was too complacent.�

Rated control is a great function, but the problem was that the synchronization was so perfect that it was affected by the actions of the demons in the first level of depth.

Sirone was a mage who trained her mind not to lose her cool in any situation.�But that didn�t mean there were no changes in emotions.

The anger that soared through the momentary gap forced Armand to come out of the scabbard.

This feeling of disappointment in herself angered Sirone.

Sensing his master�s anger, Armand trembled, and the cry of the sword was heard through Zocre�s eardrum.

Zocre gritted his teeth and glared at Sirone.

�you����!�

�This is your final warning.�just go back�I won�t stand it if you�re being rude one more time.�

Under the pressure of death, Zokre�s legs slid back and forth on the ice as if their strength had waned.

At this rate, he would lose his balance and collapse.�Then Ludvans came and supported Zocre�s back.

�Let�s go back.�We are full wizards.�If we have an accident here, we will be the ones to lose.�

It was meant to cheer up Zocre, but realistically it was the right thing to say. JrNovels.com