Heath raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.
Ordinary people would avoid Wizards, but this man dared to set his mind on Wizards. His courage was not ordinary, and his thoughts were not simple greed.
Even so, it could be seen that the other party was still hesitant.
After confirming the identity as a spell caster, Heath did not attack rashly. Instead, he stood in place, sometimes looking at the Mimicry Shield beside heath, and sometimes holding the cross sword tightly, as if he wanted to charge forward with great care.
At this moment, Heath happened to be looking for someone to understand the inside story. Wasn't this Knight of a certain rank the right choice?
'But it's troublesome that he doesn't dare to come over...'
As a Knight himself, Heath knew how powerful a Knight was. At this moment, both sides were tens of meters apart. If the other party wanted to leave, he would definitely not be able to get him to stay.
