The rogue wizard was scared by the overwhelming mana breath. He instinctively knew he kicked an iron plate now. This level of mana breath he had never felt before.
"Level 4 or level 5," the rogue wizard gulped saliva in fear. Then realizing his mistake, he started to plead.
"Lord forgive me. I will never come to this place again," he began to stutter while saying. He realized the strong wizard might be from the target's family.
Other than pleading he doesn't know what else to do.
A cold glint flashed in John Meyers's eyes.
He asked, "Tell me, what are you guys doing here?"
The rogue wizard already predicted this situation. Then he started to speak about the kill mission at the tavern site.
A few minutes later,
"Lord, I accepted the mission like everyone. So please let me go," The rogue wizard uttered in fear.
John Meyers snapped his finger. A spark of fire shot at the rogue wizard whose face is filled with horror.
