"I'm going to kill that bastard!" Rolf screamed while clutching his head, releasing his Magic Power and killing intent.
However, a burst of laughter suddenly echoed in the room.
"Hahaha, as expected of my nephew. He is good."
Rolf turned around and waved his hand, sending a wave of Magic Power to blow this person away. However, the next second he realized, he was the one flying and crashing to the wall.
"Gah!" Rolf spat a mouthful of blood. Even though crashing to the wall wasn't that painful, he experienced extreme pain inside his body as if someone tried to rip his organs apart. He laid down while clutching his stomach.
It was at this time Rolf finally raised his vision, trying to take a good look at who did this kind of thing. "Who are you?!"
"I am—" When he was about to answer Rolf's question, he spun his body and raised his palm, catching another person's hand.
