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“Well, I guess I’m done here.” George dusted his robes before glancing at the dozens of Mercenaries who were lying unconscious on the ground.

He was already quite proficient in using his ability, so he was sure that none of the Mercenaries that had captured him died.

George wasn’t a cold-blooded killer, and since the Mercenaries didn’t technically harm him, he didn’t feel the need to kill them. However, he did plan on informing the Headmaster and Professor Barret about what happened so that they could deal with the aftermath.

The Third Year's opponents had suffered injuries serious enough that they were in no capacity to move from where they lay. This was also a good opportunity to capture and interrogate them to uncover the identity of their employers.

But, as he turned around to head to the academy, his body stiffened upon seeing someone standing two meters behind him.