"Hahaha!"
As soon as Peter left the dining room, Lord Richter exploded in derisive laughter.
"That's the so called mage that saved your village?! — he can't even save a fly!"
At those words, the coachman also began chuckling as he continued to savour the meal before him.
The chief and the chairman wore red faces — due to the embarrassment that they felt.
The chief in particular was quite confused as to what he just witnessed.
'The kid has no magic talent? — but at the battlefield yesterday he displayed terrifying magical prowess!'
The chief was very sure that those beasts that they fought against yesterday at the village entrance were soldier class creatures.
Though no member of the council were present at the battlefield — he and the special troops captain Garciel Lockwood was present.
And he knew that no ordinary or talentless human could have replicated the feat that Peter wrought that day.
