After silencing the trash noble, I looked around and found a big dire wolf trapped in a quagmire.
'Must be Bhumi.'
I knew she was good at making traps but didn't know her magic was this strength that she could easily hold a level 26 Lessor Dire Wolf Chief in total health.
"Bhumi, prepare a magic spell that could hold his life. You know what I mean." I ordered the blue-haired mage.
"Alright. Cough*" Bhumi answered with a cough. I wondered if she was okay.
Bhumi raised her palm, and a small water ball formed above it, ready for its intended use.
"Stae! Awwwae fom mee!" Lun, the trash noble, pleaded with a broken jaw and tears and snots from all over his face, scared to his core.
I ignored his plea and grabbed his hair before I started to drag him to the dire wolf.
"P…please wait…!"
Turning around, I found Audrey, the enslaved elf girl.
She was still shivering with fear, scared of what would happen if the word of Lun was killed by me.
