A Promise from 1300 Years Ago

The other stranger was very young, and looked the same age as Hutton. He was also wearing a long black robe. When he stood by Hutton, the magical wave that he emitted was not behind that of the proclaimed magic genius of the Breezy Plains.

However, he did not know why, but that mage did not have a friendly vibe…

Lin Li realized that the moment Tutankhamun spoke. The gaze that young man placed on him was one that was riddled with enmity. It was as though they were magical beasts that went out hunting and had their eyes set on the same prey.

"What the f*ck…" Lin Li muttered as he pursed his lips. He thought that the gaze should belong to Hutton, whose family he had greatly offended. What did that fella mean by that sneer?

"P-President Felic, what a coincidence…" That was Hutton, who looked very surprised when he spoke.