In the next second.
Rheagar, whose body was glowing with the light of the Flight Spell, also hurried over.
He probably used an expensive flying scroll, so his movements were much faster than before.
He was holding the big sword in his hand, but the state of the big sword was different from what Matthew had seen before. In addition to the abnormal magical lustre on the blade, Matthew also sensed a bloodthirsty smell.
"Meonogas!
"This is not a place for you to be impudent!"
Rheagar roared loudly.
He looked really angry, and every word was roaring with all his might.
" Leave this place and stay away from Rolling Stone Town. Otherwise, you'll be digging your own grave!"
Matthew also stared coldly at the black dragon and said,
" We don't accept any form of slavery from you.
" Moreover, this is Rolling Stone Town, the hometown of the Great Mage Ronan. You'd better consider the consequences before acting rashly."
