"It turns out that you have become Mike's lackey. Ha-ha, are you a British nobility also so easy to submit to others?"
Nemodo Eyitaka was shocked but he still sneered at Scott.
Scott laughed and said casually: "Surrender to the strong is exactly what you Japanese are good at. Up to now, it's better to see the situation clearly than live on. Only in this way can you protect yourself in the magic world."
Clang!
The sharp magic long sword in Scott's hand shook a little, and the sword light was shining brightly, giving people an irresistible sense of sharpness. In contrast, the Japanese knife held tightly in Nemodo Eyitaka's hands was covered with scars, and there were obvious wounds on the blade. No one could guarantee whether this Japanese knife would directly break in the next battle.