397: Legal Agreement

Legal Agreement

"Shut up! Just stay quiet and be a good old man!" One of the vigilantes replied angrily.1

But Elder Gatan was undeterred. He still tried to ask them. "Ufufu. That's scary," although he said the word scary, his face showed no sign of getting scared. He continued saying, "I see. You don't seem to want to state your purpose either. Can you then tell me who your leader is?"

The vigilante he was talking to got even angrier. "The hell oldman! Stop talking!" In his mind, 'Damn! Old people really like to gossip that much.'

"Hmm…" Elder Gatan touched his chin. Then, once again, he opened his mouth, not a bit concerned about the other party's anger. "Didn't someone just order you? What a pity for you."

The vigilante who was talking to him was already annoyed. "Grrr!" Pulse in cross-shaped marked his face as his teeth grated loudly. But, Elder Gatan just smiled from his reaction. He already surmised that this one was a hot-headed person. Elder Gatan was pleased with the weakness shown by the other party.

Elder Nathan and Paan just sat quietly. Elder Paan's eyes were closed but her attention was focused on her surroundings.

If not for the Magical Prism, these four are just insects to them. But, because of the Magical Prism, they can do nothing.

"Stop! Hold yourself, idiot. Don't listen to his provocation."

One of the vigilantes reprimanded his hot-headed comrade. Their leader warned them not to speak even a single word to the elders. But this one idiot comrade let himself fall to the elder's insistence.

Elder Gatan just laughed again. "Fufu. I don't know about provocation. You say, kid. I'm just asking you. Aren't you bored? Why don't we have a friendly chit-chat?"

"Tsk! This gossiper oldman is so noisy! I wanted to cut his mouth goddam!" The hot-headed vigilante exclaimed. His comrades just shook their heads. 

"I dare you to do it if you're already tired of your life. But do that when we're not here."

"Tsk! Coward."

He mumbled. His comrades wondered if he had no idea how strong an elder was. For god sake! They were on the Real Path stage. On top of that, these elders were already veterans on that stage. So even a hundred False Paths would not be enough to kill them. If you want to kill a Real Path expert magician of their caliber, you need to bring 1,000 magicians in the False Path stage.

Moreover, there were three of them. The f*ck! Is this comrade a super idiot?! He had no idea how damn he sounded just now. Trying to challenge an elder? Bring your whole clan first!

Although they wanted to ingrain it in the mind of their ignorant comrade, they decided to remain quiet because that's what their leader told them to do if they were in front of the elders.

Elder Gatan continued his conversation with them. Although he did not get a clear answer from them, he gradually understood the situation only from the reaction of their faces. Every time he mentions something he thinks is exclusive information, the expression on the vigilantes' faces has subtle changes.

It was easy for the three Elders to wordplay these snotty kids. Well. To them, these people were just children. The wisdom of Real Path expert magicians is not for nothing, especially those like them who are already veterans.

When Elder Gatan reopened his mouth, the eyes of the four vigilantes in the room widened.

"Now I understand. You guys are members of a vigilante group. You are here for three reasons."

In their minds, 'The f*uck! How did he know?!' They almost scream.

In the medical facility, the group led by Instructor Torr and Instructor Musk was already in a battle against the vigilantes.

"This guy's defense is insane!" One of the vigilantes exclaimed when his attack could not penetrate Instructor Torr's defense.

At that moment, his comrade beside him screamed out.

"GUWAH!"

When he glanced, he saw his comrade had a shocked grim face. On his stomach, a tip of something like a sharp sword was jutting out. Behind him, there was a person. 

His eyes widened at that moment, "The fu—!" Before he could finish his words, half of his head was cut. It was a very quick attack by Instructor Musk.

He called it Invisible Strike. The Class A students used powerful magic spells and the guard fired his magic-based rifle. After a while, they finally killed the enemies confronting them at the entrance.

They didn't waste time and proceeded to the next area.

Inside the VIP room,

After showing the Magical Prism to everyone, fear was visible on their faces.

"As you can see, your elders can do nothing to help at these times. Hehe," Spike chuckled a little.

"T-Tell me, w-what do you want?" Principal Mar asked tremblingly.

Spike looked at him. A cold smile can be seen on his face. After adjusting his eyeglasses, he unhurriedly said, "Needed? Well. You're right. We need the whole city."

Everyone was stunned at that reply.

Principal Mar's face turned pale. He could not answer immediately because what he was asking was not that easy. Behind him, Principal Kim secretly smiled.

After finding his courage, "T-That's impossible," Principal Mar replied stutteringly. The other VIPs nodded at his answer.

They agreed to him.

Adam Praeter stepped forward. "Principal Mar was right. That is impossible to happen—"

Another VIP interjected with a laugh.

"Haha!" Then he said, "Do you think it's that easy to take over a city? Are you losing your mind?" 

Spike's eyes suddenly darkened at the insult said by the last commenter. At that moment, Spike suddenly pointed his palm at that person. The motion of his hand was impossible to follow.

In just a flash, something flew and hit that VIP's right shoulder.

"Guh!" He groaned. Suddenly, the victim knelt down and howled. Everyone looked at the source of the voice.

"Mr. Lou! " Principal Mar cried when he saw the rich businessman kneeling in pain. And there was blood dripping on the side of the shoulder where a knife was stabbed.

"Don't make a fool out of me! I know what I'm doing!" Spike's voice trembled all of them. After saying it, "Here!" He produced a piece of paper from out of nowhere.

"W-what is that?" Principal Mar asked. He didn't feel good about it.

Spike stared at him. "It's an agreement. A legal one," Spike replied in a cold tone.

Everyone inside had their eyes widened in surprise upon hearing his reply. 

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