Chapter 330: Sexual Harassment

Elisa was finally teleported to the location where Asher and the barrier were.

The moment she arrived, her gaze immediately shifted towards the enormous barrier standing in front of her.

She then looked towards Aria, Noah, and Adam, who were standing nearby. The moment the three students saw her, expressions of relief appeared on their faces. They had been desperately trying to break the barrier for some time, but their attacks had been completely useless.

Now that someone capable of dealing with the situation had finally arrived, they could breathe a little easier.

Elisa looked at the three students before speaking in a firm tone.

"Move a little away from the barrier."

The three of them immediately followed her instructions, putting some distance between themselves and the barrier.

As soon as they were far enough away, Elisa raised her hand.

In the next instant, the entire barrier was engulfed in flames.

The fire spread across its surface, covering it completely in a blazing inferno. The temperature around the barrier rose rapidly as Elisa’s magic burned through its structure.

Then, within a single second, the entire barrier was reduced to nothing.

Not even a trace of it remained.

Throughout the entire process, only one thought occupied Elisa’s mind.

’Just be alive.’

She had rushed here as quickly as possible after discovering that the surveillance footage had disappeared and the staff members assigned to protect Asher had gone missing. With two Diamond-rank assassins potentially involved, she had feared the worst.

She had prepared herself to find Asher gravely injured, or perhaps in a situation where she could no longer do anything to help him.

However, when the flames finally disappeared and she saw what was inside the barrier, Elisa’s mind went completely blank.

Standing before her was a large bed.

And lying comfortably on top of it was Asher.

He was casually sipping juice from a packet, his expression completely relaxed, as though he were enjoying a peaceful afternoon rather than recovering from an assassination attempt.

For a few moments, Elisa stared at him.

She had rushed here in a panic, only to find the person she had been worried about lying on a bed and drinking juice as though nothing had happened.

Relief washed over her as she confirmed that he was alive and apparently in no immediate danger. Yet the sight before her was so absurd that she struggled to process it.

Meanwhile, Asher’s teammates had similarly blank expressions on their faces.

Noah, Aria, and Adam had spent the last few minutes desperately trying to break through the barrier, fearing that something terrible had happened to Asher.

And now, after all that worrying, they were looking at him lying comfortably on a bed while drinking juice.

For a moment, none of them knew what to say.

Just then, Asher finally turned his gaze towards Elisa.

He looked at her for a moment before speaking in a casual tone.

"Took you long enough. As expected."

Elisa stared at him.

She had hurried here as quickly as possible, and the first thing this guy did after seeing her was complain about how long she had taken.

Before she could respond, Asher put down his juice and stood up from the bed. He then dismissed it into his subspace and began walking slowly towards her, as though he had merely finished resting and was now ready to leave.

Elisa finally asked the question that had been troubling her.

"Are you okay?"

Asher continued walking towards her while cracking his neck from side to side.

"Nah, I’m not. My whole body is sore. I guess I’m getting too old for this killing shit now."

He paused for a moment, then looked up at the sky with a thoughtful expression.

"I wonder when I’ll finally be able to retire from all this killing and just enjoy a peaceful life."

Asher spoke so casually that Elisa wasn’t sure whether to feel relieved or annoyed.

"You’re fine, I guess, if you can still make jokes even after an assassination attempt."

Asher immediately turned his gaze towards her.

"Are you deaf? I said I’m not fine! What do you mean, jokes? I’m serious."

Elisa stared at him for a moment before deciding not to entertain his complaints. Instead, she walked towards him and placed her hand on his shoulder.

She needed to check whether he had suffered any internal injuries during the fight. Although he appeared perfectly fine on the surface, that didn’t necessarily mean he hadn’t sustained serious damage.

Fortunately, her examination revealed that his injuries were surprisingly minor. Even more surprisingly, the few injuries she did find were already healing.

Asher was apparently using his own mana to recover, making it difficult for her to determine the full extent of the damage he had suffered. Still, she found no obvious signs of serious internal injuries.

She finally felt satisfied that he wasn’t in immediate danger.

Unfortunately, Asher seemed to have other concerns.

"What the fuck is this? Sexual harassment immediately after I just survived an assassination attempt?"

He looked at Elisa with a slightly disgusted expression, as though she had done something truly outrageous.

Elisa froze.

"...."

For a moment, she stared at him without saying anything.

"..."

The silence continued.

’How can anyone be this annoying?’

Elisa couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

She had rushed here out of genuine concern for his safety, only to be rewarded with complaints and ridiculous accusations.

Finally, she withdrew her hand from Asher’s shoulder.

At that moment, Elisa decided that she had dealt with enough of his nonsense for one day.

A teleportation portal suddenly opened beside them.

Without giving Asher any warning, she immediately used her wind magic.

A gust of wind surrounded his body, lifting him off the ground before he could react.

In the next instant, he went flying straight towards the open portal.

Elisa had decided that enough was enough. She wasn’t going to stand there listening to his ridiculous complaints any longer. If she continued dealing with him, she might end up killing him herself out of sheer frustration.