Chapter 51 - Seraphine vs King [2]

Chapter 51: 51 - Seraphine vs King [2]

King really liked showing off, but this time he acted a little differently. He wanted to be a dedicated ’mentor’ to help Seraphine.

Although most of the thoughts in his head were about how to make her pay for being rude in front of him, he still had good intentions. After all, in King’s eyes, although this female lead was arrogant, she was also a little stupid, so she needed to be taught by him.

"Hey, fighting like that won’t kill anyone. Do you want me to teach you? I’ve got plenty of experience, you know."

This didn’t really count as bragging either. In just twenty-four hours, a total of fifteen people had died at King’s hands. If other kinds of existences were included, the number was seventeen.

Killing this many people in the modern society where King used to live would definitely make him an extremely dangerous criminal. A life sentence would be certain. No matter how many good lawyers he hired, it would be useless.

"Hmph, what right does a bastard like you, who only knows how to use a few illusion spells to make yourself look more handsome, have to act all high and mighty in front of me?"

Having already been shocked by King’s strength, Seraphine conservatively assumed that King was some special kind of mage.

This world was very vast, and there were many kinds of mages, which was something she could accept because she had never traveled very far. At the very least, this was easier to accept than a guy wielding a rusty sword who was even stronger than her.

"What?"

King’s facial muscles twitched, his ears moving slightly as if he really hadn’t heard clearly. Did he know illusion magic?

Hmph... perhaps transformation could also count as illusion magic. Wait a second, was she calling me ugly?

The thought hadn’t even lasted a second before the veins on King’s forehead bulged. His grip tightened around the sword hilt as if he were holding back the urge to cut her down.

"Impertinent! How dare you say I’m ugly? Let me tell you, even if I didn’t have a face, no one is allowed to say I’m ugly."

The true beauty of a reader was their rich soul. A rich soul naturally meant outstanding looks too. Anyone impertinent enough to think King was ugly deserved to get beaten.

The moment he finished speaking, he immediately charged straight toward Seraphine. His speed wasn’t slow, but it was still within a range that allowed her to react.

Even though he really wanted to cut her down now, since King had said he wanted to ’teach’ her, he wouldn’t go back on his word.

The process might hurt a little more than expected, but that was a price Seraphine deserved to pay for daring to have the intention of killing King.

Seraphine’s eyes widened, her pupils constantly darting around. Just trying to keep up with King’s speed was already enough to make her sweat.

Too fast! I can’t let him keep running.

Although she was very unwilling to admit it, she still had to accept that in terms of speed, King was clearly faster than her. She could only react in time, but there was no way she could run at the same speed as him.

Her brain was working at full capacity. In an instant, an idea immediately came to her mind. Seraphine decisively pointed the tip of her wand straight down at the ground.

Cold ice mana kept spreading out nonstop, shooting straight into the ground and freezing everything. The blades of grass were chilled to the point that just stepping on them would make them shatter into tiny pieces like crispy fried dough.

The ground was covered in an extremely slippery layer of ice. King also lost his balance because of this. His body slid rapidly forward due to inertia in a completely uncontrollable manner.

Damn it, looks like I have to learn how to fly. Not being able to fly is really troublesome when dealing with this kind of slippery terrain.

Although he didn’t show it on the outside, King also knew how to make a fair assessment in his heart. Once he knew he had a weakness, he would definitely find a way to fix it.

King was already rank IV now, more than qualified to learn how to fly. What he lacked was a way to use spiritual power and advanced techniques.

The system had no techniques to teach him other than divine skills. Once things in this world were over, he would have to return to the academy and look for materials to study.

King had always believed that no one was worthy of being his master, but reading books was a good habit. There was no contradiction between the two things.

With the ground frozen into ice like this, even if it melted, it would still turn into slippery mud.

At present, he could only think of two usable methods. One was extremely high temperatures to evaporate all the water, or a destructive force strong enough to churn up the deeper layers of soil.

It’s just that both methods require far more power than necessary. King didn’t want to use that much power just to deal with a rank II mage with little combat experience.

Before he could think of a countermeasure, Seraphine seized the opportunity and continuously cast spells. Ice bullets carrying powerful freezing effects were repeatedly fired from her wand.

"Is that a machine gun or a wand?"

Looking at the barrage of bullets flying toward him, King’s eyelids twitched a few times. If he hadn’t seen the wand and only looked at these magical bullets, he really would have thought someone was using a machine gun summoning spell.

There were way too many magical bullets. If he used his sword to slash through them one by one, he would have to swing at an extremely high speed.

But even if he hit them, it didn’t mean he wouldn’t be affected because this was magic, not ordinary bullets that would simply be cut apart.

An idea immediately popped into King’s mind. He loosened his grip slightly, then held the sword hilt and spun it at high speed. The sword spun so fast that it now looked like a black shield blocking King’s front.

The ice bullets crashed into this shield and immediately exploded, releasing cold air at an extremely low temperature.

The streams of cold air had only just formed a thin layer of ice before they were melted away by the extremely fast rotation of King’s sword.

"Hahaha... I’m leaving myself wide open like this, and you still can’t hit me. And you dare call yourself a genius?"

King laughed smugly, but this time, something felt strange. Although Seraphine’s face had darkened, she didn’t stop attacking, which made him feel a little confused.

Could it be that she had become so helpless that she was wasting mana and throwing attacks around just to get lucky?

Before he could even come up with many questions in his head, King slid along the frozen ground and slammed straight into a tree. It turned out that Seraphine had only been distracting him.