Chapter 47 The Forbidden Book

Jack.

How could he master the holy sword of Vishant so quickly?

How could it be possible?

This was the divine sword.

Not even some expert magi were able to master it.

This little guy did it!

Was he really a human being?

Casillas was full of doubts.

"All right, you can go back now," Casillas spoke a little feebly and he waved his hand.

Jack bowed to him respectfully.

Then he turned around and left.

He was unaware of Casillas's inner thoughts.

He was still immersed in the joy of having mastered the holy sword of Vishant.

After Jack left, Casillas sat in his chair, depressed and disheveled, in a very bad mood.

He was frustrated.

"Jack, you are the best genius I have ever seen. You are much more powerful than I ever imagined," said Casillas with a sigh. He was very depressed.

There was a feeling of frustration in his mind at the moment.

He felt that the difference between his level and Jack's was too large.

A strong feeling of resentment rose in Casillas's heart.