And Mick was still alive.
Not because he had managed to extricate himself twice.
Not because the other party couldn't kill him.
But because the other party never intended to kill him in the first place.
It was all... to hold him back!
At that moment, Logan suddenly felt a chilling sense of crisis, as if he had fallen into someone's calculated trap.
...
However, in the blink of an eye, the battle between the two had already destroyed forests spanning several miles.
Everywhere were trees shredded by the storm, and the land looked as though it had been ploughed, a complete mess.
Compared to Logan's shock, Leonard Churchill was fighting more and more casually.
For him, a Seventh Rank without any peculiar abilities was indeed the best opponent.
Indeed, from beginning to end, he had never taken Young Master Mick seriously.
Just as Logan had thought, keeping this man alive was only for restraint.
A dead man would allow his enemies to act without any care.
