Chapter 705 - Ow... Ow... Ow!

The guard lead heaved a long sigh of relief before standing off to the side.

All of the magic casters turned toward the purple-robed magic caster in unison, and extended respectful bows as they said, “We pay our respects to President Richard.”

Richard was the leader of the Magus Tower elder panel, the president of Roth Empire’s magic caster guild, and also the current owner of the Magus Tower. The combination of those titles made him one of the most powerful men in the entire Roth Empire.

Krassu was the founder of the Magus Tower, but Richard was the one who had elevated the status of all magic casters to the next level. He had made the Magus Tower one of the twin towers of the Roth Empire, taking it to a level where it was comparable to the empire’s army, and also significantly elevated the importance of magic casters in the entire empire.

Mag was appraising Richard through narrowed eyes. There was no way that this man would’ve been completely unrelated to the assassination attempt three years ago. Without his orders, the Magus Tower definitely wouldn’t have deployed so many magic casters to hunt down Alex.

Richard was quite a tall and broad man, and was clad in a set of purple robes on this occasion. His head of white hair was immaculately organized, but his beard was still as black as ink. He was standing at the entrance of the Magus Tower, looking at Krassu with a calm expression. There was no surprise or any other emotion on his face; it was as if he had anticipated Krassu’s arrival far in advance.

All of the magic casters gathered around the Magus Tower’s entrance were also completely silent. No one dared to say anything, but no one departed from the scene, either. All of them were carefully appraising Krassu and Richard.

The conflict between Krassu and Richard was not a secret to everyone in the Magus Tower. However, Krassu had played no role in the management of the Magus Tower in the past few years, and was more like the spiritual pillar of the Magus Tower.

Even so, Krassu’s announcement that he was withdrawing from the Magus Tower a month ago still came as a huge shock to everyone. At the same time, it worked to verify the notion that the conflict between Krassu and Richard had reached an irresolvable level.

A month ago, Richard had sent the best young prodigies from the Magus Tower to Chaos City and issue a challenge to Krassu’s disciple. In the end, they were all thoroughly defeated and humiliated. What was Krassu doing now by bringing his disciple to the Magus Tower?

Krassu’s title as the Lord of Fire certainly wasn’t unwarranted. Even though he seemed to be a benevolent old man, he had destroyed the entire Magus Tower on more than one occasion, and his flaming temper completely belied his amicable appearance. As such, it certainly wasn’t his style to refrain from retaliation after being provoked.

On one side was the spiritual leader of the Magus Tower, while the current leader of the Magus Tower’s panel of elders stood on the other side. The issue of which side everyone should take had become quite a troublesome predicament that was worthy of careful consideration.

Obviously, no one else was going to actually step in, but it was important to clarify to themselves whom they were supporting in their hearts.

Krassu’s footsteps had also faltered, and he looked at Richard with a smile as he asked, “Am I not welcome here?”

Richard’s brows furrowed slightly as he replied, “If you want to come back, then you’re certainly welcome to do so. However, you were the one who had announced that you were cutting all ties with the Magus Tower, so why have you come here today?”

“I’m not a person who likes to owe other people favors. Seeing as you sent your young prodigies to offer me such a fantastic present, I naturally have to bring my prized disciple here to return the favor.” Krassu began to make his way toward Richard, and everyone else reflexively dispersed off to either side.

“Where’s that fat bastard, Brent? I told him to come to Chaos City to accept his punishment from me in 10 days; looks like my words no longer hold any weight in his heart.” Krassu looked around with a cold light in his eyes.

“Krassu, you may be the founder of the Magus Tower, but you’re no longer a member of our Magus Tower now! Cease your insolent display at once!” Elliot stepped forward as he drew his wand, looking as if he were poised to attack.

Krassu turned to Elliot with an amused smile, and taunted him. “Would you dare to attack me?”

“I… I…” Elliot unconsciously took a backward step, but he drew courage from the sight of Richard, and forcibly composed himself as he said, “If you keep this up, then don’t blame me for teaching you a lesson!”

“Bam!”

Krassu was standing in front of Richard a moment ago, but he suddenly appeared in front of Elliot in the blink of an eye. Immediately thereafter, he raised his staff, which was even taller than himself, and swung it straight into Elliot’s face, ramming him face-first into the ground.

“You want to teach me a lesson?” Krassu asked with a cold smile on his face.

“I…!” Elliot tightened his grip on his wound with a furious look on his face, and as he struggled to clamber to his feet, there was already magic converging toward the tip of his wand.

“Bam!”

Elliot had only managed to stand up halfway when he was bashed into the ground by Krassu’s staff again. Both sides of his face had completely swelled up to equal measure.

“There, I made it even for you,” Krassu continued with a smile on his face.

“I…”

Elliot was still attempting to resist.

“Bam! Bam! Bam!”

“Ow… Ow… Ow!”

Elliot’s was on the verge of sobs as his howls rang out across the entire Magus Tower.

“Master Krassu is so powerful! Melee magic really is fearsome!”

“He sure is! I had heard that Master Krassu’s melee magic was virtually invincible, but I had never believed it to be true. Now, I’m totally convinced!”

“I suddenly really want to learn melee magic, but there’s almost no one in the Magus Tower that teaches melee magic. It’s a real pity that Master Krassu withdrew from our Magus Tower.”

All of the spectating magic casters looked on with wide eyes at the farcical scenes unfolding before their eyes. Elliot was one of the five elders of the Magus Tower, a powerful 10th-tier great magic caster, yet he was completely powerless to retaliate in the face of Krassu’s unrelenting assault. As opposed to a 10th-tier magic caster, he was more like a human sandbag at this moment.

Even though he was holding his wand, there was no opportunity for him to cast any spells at all. Even the magic shield that he had conjured up was being torn apart as if it were a papier-mache structure.

Just the dull thumps of staff striking flesh were making the bystanders wince, and the howls of agony and humiliation that were escaping Elliot’s mouth struck everyone with a twisted sense of satisfaction. Elliot was always strutting around with his chin raised, thinking himself to be better than everyone else, and it was almost pleasing to see him being stomped into the ground.

“I see! If I want to have the most fun beating someone up, I have to use a staff!” Amy stood off to the side and clapped her little hands together as she spurred Krassu on, looking as if she had just learned a valuable lesson.

Master Krassu’s temper really is just as fiery as it’s rumored to be. Mag was quite flabbergasted. To think that Krassu was violently assaulting a 10th-tier elder of right in the Magus Tower, yet most of the magic casters were more interested in watching rather than stepping in to help Elliot.

“That’s enough!” Richard suddenly yelled as he raised his hand, conjuring up a water mirror in front of Elliot’s face.

“Bam!”

The staff fell once again, shattering the magic mirror and striking Elliot in the face again. This time, Elliot was completely knocked out, and his face was so swollen that it resembled the head of a pig.

“That’s enough?” Krassu looked down at Elliot, and nodded as he said, “I think you may be right.”

The veins on Richard’s forehead were bulging with fury as Richard spat through gritted teeth, “Krassu, why have you come here today? Do you really want to make our Magus Tower your enemy?”

“I told you, I’m here to return a favor. I was just about to offer my present to you, but Elliot stepped in first, so I gave him a taste of my present.” Krassu smiled before continuing in a loud voice, “I heard you took another disciple under your wing recently, and he broke the record for the fastest to reach the fifth level of the tower. My disciple is here today to challenge that record; how about we let them have a competition?”