Thomas easily slaughtered the two snakes that came his way without being hurt. He turned his silver sword and smashed the snake's body into small pieces. The look on his calm face and fast movement did not escape the sight of Wyern, who was watching him from a distance.
"He still needs improvement, ah," Wyern complained, his new silk handkerchief stained with the rotten blood of the Hydra and he immediately threw it on the ground. "I wonder, which one is stronger between Thomas and Tiersa? It would be interesting if they fought. His Majesty must also be looking forward to this news."
