"Demon Ability, Glacial Finger!"
Merlin was overwhelmed with emotions when he saw the large words written in Molta language in the book. It was as if these golden words had become "alive".
"What is Demon Ability? Is it a sort of spell?"
Merlin frowned. He had no idea what Demon Ability was. He had not heard of this term before even in the Dark Magic Region.
Right when Merlin wanted to continue reading the next page, the sounds of horses rang before him. Following that, a black wave of people arrived before Merlin. It was Old Wilson and his heavy armored knights.
"Merlin, what's wrong?"
Old Wilson approached Merlin quickly and glanced at him.
Merlin kept the book and shook his head slightly. "Father, I'm alright. Oh right, how are Count Selin and the others?"
