Substitution (1)

Drogo takes the stage as the replacement, and just in the nick of time, he manages to save Gleson from the fatal blow of the mysterious red-clothed person, who coincidentally stumbles and misses his attack.

Drogo had been surprised by the red-clothed person's fast freezing magic that Gleson couldn't block earlier, and even he couldn't intercept it. However, he quickly comes up with a clever plan and casts a magic spell that hits Gleson's feet instead of the attacker.

The magic is an ice-based first-level spell called Ice Binding, which doesn't have any attack power but creates a small piece of ice surface. Normally, mages use this spell to cool down drinks. But Drogo's timing is perfect.

Gleson was already unstable on his feet, and the ground suddenly turns into a slippery ice surface, causing him to slide away. It's precisely because of Gleson's fall that he manages to dodge the red-clothed person's attack.

The Watson Mage Guild's group is stunned; they don't even realize that Drogo is responsible for the act. They only see a miracle, the sight of a dying man escaping death by chance. Even though they are opponents, they can't help but feel envious and curse their own good luck.

They also notice that Drogo, who has been following Gleson, jumps onto the stage. However, Drogo's appearance doesn't draw their attention because his magic badge on his chest indicates that he is only a second-level junior mage.

They wonder if a second-level mage can even influence the situation when even a sixth-level mage like Gleson is unable to stand up.

Although they have a ruthless person on their own side who doesn't even wear a mage badge, they naturally ignore this fact. They don't think that the guy who looks like Gleson's henchman can compare to their lord.

"Oh? Another one has come." The voice of the red-clothed mysterious person was still sharp and distinctive, making it difficult to tell whether it was male or female. Perhaps out of curiosity, he did not continue to attack Gleson, but looked at Drogo instead.

Unlike the people in the Watson Magic Guild who had no vision or strength, he clearly saw that it was Drogo who cleverly used the ice sealing spell to save Gleson's life. And he could also tell that such a clever response was not due to luck or coincidence, but purely from rich experience.

Can a second-tier mage have such rich experience? Can a second-tier mage make such a clever response? It was these questions and curiosity that made him choose not to continue to attack. As if to retaliate for the red-clothed mysterious person ignoring Gleson before, Drogo also did not answer his words, but helped Gleson up by himself.

Gleson grimaced, it hurt. The fall just now was not light, and his forehead hit the ground, leaving a swollen purple lump. But it's better to be in pain than to be dead. Gleson looked at Drogo's eyes with a slight tremble.

Besides the red-clothed mysterious person, Gleson himself knew what had happened just now and knew that Drogo had saved him.

"Thank you, I..."

The more generous someone looks, the less likely they are to say these words of thanks. He only managed to say half a sentence before it all turned into grateful eyes. That was telling Drogo - my life was saved by you, I will always remember, and if you are ever in danger, I will stand in front of you.

A person's gaze is always more truthful than their language. Gleson's sincere gaze was seen by Drogo. His heart was once again affirmed that he did not misjudge or mistake this person, this man is worthy of being a brother.

"What are you saying, are you blaming me for making you fall hard?" Drogo raised his eyebrows and smiled, and his embarrassed anger dissipated in an instant. Gleson burst out laughing and slapped Drogo's shoulder. However, his physical condition was really poor, and he swayed a bit on Drogo's shoulder when he hit it hard.

"Brother, if you do it again, you can make me fall even harder." Gleson finished jokingly, then turned serious and said, "Little brother, you go down first. After I take care of him, we brothers will chat again."

Drogo could not help but understand that the real reason Gleson wanted him to go down quickly was because he was afraid of him being injured by the opponent.

Drogo shook his head and said, "Big brother, I just said it earlier. How can fighting be without brothers? Big brother, you have already fought once, go rest first, and leave the rest to me!"

Gleson's eyes widened in urgency, "What's the joke? That guy is very powerful, and I can't handle him..." He wanted to say "If I can't handle him, how can you?" but he couldn't say it because it would make him lose face. He looked at Drogo seriously and said, "Listen to your elder brother, go down quickly."

Will Drogo go down? Of course not. If he could, he wouldn't have come up in the first place.

Bang!

To everyone's surprise, Drogo slapped Gleson's chest right after he finished speaking. Gleson was already having a hard time standing still, and he almost fell flat on the ground after Drogo's slap.

The spectators were all dumbfounded, wondering how the two of them started fighting each other. Could it be that they were scared by the person they were facing and decided to betray each other and join forces with him?

Gleson was also stunned by Drogo's slap, but then a look of extreme surprise appeared on his face.

Earlier, when Drogo slapped him, there was a hot magical power that entered his body, making him feel warm and restored. The magical power wasn't particularly strong, maybe at a fourth-order level, but Drogo was only a second-order mage, and he had given him the mage badge himself.

What surprised Gleson even more than the quality of this magical power, was the way it was transferred to his companion. This was something that only intermediate mages could do.

In other words, the person in front of him, who had become his brother, the new mage who he had awarded the mage badge to, actually had the strength of an intermediate mage.