Chapter 81 The Young Man Sets His Sights Long

"Hummmmmmm ... Yakus, how about this firework?"

In the clouds, Rand laughed softly as he took Yakus, who was holding his tail in a death grip, back into his paws and asked softly.

"Lord Rand is right, it was indeed the most beautiful fireworks I have seen in my life so far.

But I suppose next time, when Lord Rand invites me, that firework will be even more beautiful? It makes me look forward to it somewhat."

Yakus smiled in the same way.

There was no hint of guilt for the deaths of the soldiers, the lords, who had been with the baron.

This guy was clearly not some kind of soft-hearted person either.

"Hahahaha! Yakus! As long as you work well for me and research more spells, I'm sure the next fireworks won't be long in coming."

Rand laughed out loud, looking in an exceptionally happy mood.

Although the [Dragon Flame Jade] had just consumed nearly 70% of his strength and magic power but the power was really amazing.

As far as he could see, it was definitely enough to rival an 8th ring spell.

Fire was the most damaging and furious element, paired with a terrifying shockwave.

The real power, even among the 8-ring spells, was believed to be among the top.

If that false silver dragon had received such a blow before.

Rand could guarantee it! The other party would definitely go straight to meet her god!

At the same time, this was also considered his most powerful skill at the moment.

It was different from a skill like Dragon Meteor.

Although [Dragon Inferno] was also a group killing skill, if it hit directly, its power was comparable to that of a single spell.

It was a skill that dealt both single and group damage.

Besides, he hadn't even pulled the full power this time! To be honest, he still wanted to see the power after consuming 10%, or 90% of his body magic.

But being still cautious by nature, he would not allow himself to appear particularly weak, which might make him lose his chance to escape if he met a strong enemy at an unlucky moment.

"I look forward to that day coming, Don Rand!

By the way, do you have any other spells that I need to work on in particular? I'm honestly full of energy right now."

Yakus was excited, he wanted to get back to his spells immediately, to do even better and gain Rand's favour so that he could meet the next fireworks sooner.

"Next, the spell I want you to work on is called ..."

In the air Rand and Yakus chatted idly for a long time before leading Yakus away.

And the news of the death of the town's baron spread.

When the people in the neighbourhood heard from the lords that he had died because of a divine punishment that had fallen from the sky, they felt it was nonsense.

But when they arrived and looked at the scene of the gruesome incident, they were all silent.

They didn't believe it was divine punishment, they thought that Baron Karl had offended someone!

An extremely powerful spellcaster had been offended!

A level 18 or 19 at least.

A caster of at least level 18 or 19, close to legendary!

Only such a powerful man could have unleashed his strongest spell to cause such a devastating scene, right?

There were not many such strong people in the entire kingdom.

Although Baron Karl was a disgusting person, he had always been in a small town in the mountains, so he didn't have to go out and offend anyone, right?

How could he be punished like this for no good reason?

It was hard to understand.

Nor was it possible to find out the truth at all.

This is one of the reasons why Rand chose the [Dragon Flame Jade] to avenge Yakus.

There was certainly a desire to further experiment with the power of the [Dragon Jade] and to observe its actual effects.

But what about the intention of hiding oneself?

[Dragon Inferno Jade] attacked its target from thousands of metres in the air, and people on the ground were killed without even knowing who had made the move.

And if one shot using [Dragon Meteor] went down, although it could also kill Baron Karl instantly.

But wouldn't his true form be directly exposed?

Although he wasn't afraid of these crickets, he also didn't want to invite some unnecessary trouble too much.

Unless ... killed all of the humans in this town without leaving a single one behind.

Although Rand regarded the humans of this world as crickets, he had no interest in killing each and every one of these crickets when he was in a relatively calm and normal mood.

It is like when you are young and you go to play with a nest of ants, you pour boiling water into the nest, but some of the ones that escape, or are outside themselves, you don't pay too much attention to them and douse them to death with boiling water.

Your attention is focused only on the ants in that nest.

The lives of ants that have no connection with you are taken only when your bad taste strikes.

For your time is perhaps more valuable than the lives of these ants!

Even if only for a second!

It is a sad, yet ironic reality.

Greenwood.

During the time Rand was away, several more magical creatures flew out of it.

Greenwood.

The Magic Tower, top floor.

The same room full of books, the old man with white hair at the wooden table, carefully reading the information he had just received from the magical owl

"To His Eminence the Archmage.

As you instructed, it has now been nearly five months since we were in the Greenwood.

Today, that rebel Amos, developed an extremely powerful 7-ring fire spell for the evil dragon, which has once again increased in strength.

I don't know if it is an illusion, but I feel that evil dragon, seems to have grown a lot, and he has become stronger than before.

To prevent accidents, I implore you to gather your men as soon as possible and wipe out the evil dragon and all his dependents."

"Young man, you can't be bothered to look to the future!

If you don't fatten up a dragon and kill it, wouldn't it be a waste?"

The old man shook his head and laughed, his tone full of mockery at the letter writer.

He did not take to heart what the other man had written about how much stronger the dragon seemed to be.

He only said that the other man was anxious for them to send troops to attack so that they could free themselves from the dragon.

And so it continued to be written.

"Hold back! Steady! The fish can still be bigger! Young men, set your sights long!"

Meanwhile.

Ayr City.

In a villa on the edge of the central shopping street.

Agamf, who was a little plump, was sprawled on a soft sofa, he was naked.

A maid was beside him, gently massaging his back with her small hands, making him grunt with half-squinted eyes.

On the seat next to him, a small wooden box with soothing music playing inside.

It was a music box made by an alchemist, not too expensive, but definitely not cheap either, costing around 70 silver roubles a piece, a standard for the rich.

Agamf was so engrossed in it that he was about to fall asleep.

Pang!!!

But just then, the door was kicked open with unbelievable roughness.

The maid who was having a massage was frozen in fear, and Agamf was also scared to death, shivering and looking up at the door.

Then he saw that the intruder was one of the guards who had been following him since before he had met Rand.

This enraged him and he roared.

"Bastard! Do you know what you are doing? If there is not a reasonable explanation, I will send you back to the master! Let him have you drawn and quartered! And then devour you!"