Fusing a Combat Maid

"It's your turn now. Today, all those who attacked Blackmoon Castle will be judged."

Watson flapped his twelve wings and let out a roar that shook heaven and earth, announcing the death of everyone there.

Plop!

No one knew who knelt first, but soon, the remaining mages and mercenaries all knelt in Watson's direction. Their expressions were ashen, and they did not want to resist anymore.

"My lord, I do not wish to attack Blackmoon Castle. It was all President Audrey's idea! I was coerced, and I am willing to submit to Blackmoon Castle and pay the price for my sins, only that you spare me. I am Leonard, the Mage Guild's Vice President.

At that moment, he looked up at the sky as his beard quivered.

He had a hunch that Watson was not someone he could provoke. It was true, but he had not expected that even the astrologer was not a match for Watson.