Chapter: 594

One thing was still true: Jay needed to escape Losla.

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~Adventurer Association, Losla~

*BOOM!*

Viladore’s door was suddenly blown off its hinges and turned into splinters of wood and dust.

Despite the intense energy, Sullivan entered with a calm demeanour – though a raging savage was hiding behind his eyes.

“Viladore. I received your letter and I heard the mage hunters are going to arrest Jay. What is the meaning of this?” His voice was as smooth and cunning as a vampire.

Viladore sneered, “He’s a little thief. I requested that they do something about him, since you have done nothing.”

Sullivan didn’t fall for Viladore’s trap. It was clearly a betrayal, and there was no use convincing someone who was lying to your face.

Sullivan’s eyes glowed brightly, and Viladore’s responded with their own shine, and for just a moment, some objects in the room floated before –

*BOOM!!!*

The desk between them was turned into splinters.

The wall behind Viladore had been blown apart as his body instantly went from being normal to ruptured and bleeding.

Viladore gritted his teeth as he spat blood in anger. At the last moment, he shielded his black cube to save it from destruction.

Sullivan’s eyes narrowed on the cube.

In a split second, Sullivan decided to take something dear from Viladore. A kind of justice would take place.

“Stop!” Sullivan spoke – his voice no longer smooth and soft.

Visible waves of air rippled from his mouth as he yelled.

A force radiated from Sullivan, and the rest of the objects in Viladore’s office were pushed out of the broken wall, turned to dust or crushed under the pressure.

Everything was in ruins.

Viladore froze for a moment, his body told him not to move a single muscle as he froze in fear, obeying the spell-shout.

Sullivan walked towards him and grabbed the black cube from his hand.

Viladore’s eyes bulged in fear and disbelief, his body trembling with anger.

“This seems important to you.” Sullivan said smoothly, looking at the cube.

Sullivan’s face twisted in a flash of anger, and suddenly, he threw it out the window with such speed that it caused a whistle in the air.