CH 152

Oliven's lips trembled. He unwittingly collected the spear he had summoned to attack Benjamin. Then, he struggled to squeeze out a voice that didn't come out with words at the tip of his tongue.

"......Ho, how."

[Did you think I didn't know you'd come out like this?]

Sarah's voice was calm and cold. Everyone here knew that it was beyond the level of anger she could tolerate.

"Great, Great Elder-nim.”

"......We’re screwed, it’s over."

The black magicians were frightened by Sarah's voice and backtracked. They, too, were once magicians of the magic tower. They were also people who knew the power of Sarah, the Great Elder, better than anyone. One of the black magicians shouted in an angry voice.

"How did this happen, Oliven! You said you put a magic circle so that she can't know what's going on inside from the outside!"

"......I didn't know that Master had prepared something like that."

Oliven stared blankly at the mirror emitting light from the air. He had looked down on his master. He thought he had found a loophole in her attempt to make things look as if she were in the mansion. Didn't he gain confidence in the fact that his master didn't notice by releasing a huge number of monsters in Ambrosia? But he could see his master's eyes in that small mirror. When he looked at her, the eyes that always smiled warmly were numb for the first time. As if she was looking at something of no value.

"Still, Master can only exercise power through that artifact."

Oliven clenched his teeth as he seized the spirit of shattering. The dense magic circles he spread throughout the Ambrosia mansion were to prevent external magic from entering the interior. In order to break the magic circles, his master had to come to Ambrosia's mansion and use her powers. However, the master who hid her power and identity in the Empire could not come here easily.

"Break the mirror."

This was commanded decisively by the evil Oliven. The black magicians who gained courage from those words memorized the formula and prepared to attack.

[You know I'll just wait and see.]

Sarah's voice contained a faint smile. The black magicians, who were ready to launch magic at any moment, flinched. Sarah laughed aloud and said as if she could see their figures so clearly.

[Let me tell you today that this amount of power is enough to deal with trivial things, you foolish things. Learn well.]

As soon as Sarah finished speaking, the flow of air changed. The black magicians, who were trying to send their attack magic in a hurry, realized that their bodies were strange for a moment and moaned a little.

"......Uh, why."

"My body is weir―."

They lowered their gaze with their hands that could not be lifted. It was only then that the flow of transparent mana that tied their bodies began to be seen. By the time the faces of the black magicians were stained with frustration, Sarah's sneering voice was heard.