The Craziest High-Speed Play

“I never expect you to be my opponent for today, Merlin,” the man said while shaking hands with him, a playful smile on his face.

The greetings from an acquaintance sounded aggressive on the surface when in truth, the emotion beneath was his sincerity as a summoner with mutual respect for each other’s strength.

“Didn’t I tell you that the feud between us will not be going away soon?”

Merlin responded good-naturedly to his challenge with a carefree smile on his face.

He seemed unbothered, despite standing in front of the eighth-strongest summoner in the world right now.

Grand Kaiser was a man in his late thirties. His suit vest was tightly fit, revealing the lines of his muscular body. His battle-hardened face was obscured by a faint layer of beard but brightened by a wide smile that showed a neat row of white teeth. Although his blond hair was disheveled and slightly unkempt, he looked surprisingly well put together.

This was the face of the strongest man in Germany!