Sisters Reunited

Ryan's face turned red immediately. His badge had been burned when Freyr captured him. Faced with the woman's questioning, he stammered but couldn't get any words out.

The woman shook her head. "I didn't expect to find a Wizard in a small garrison like this. Since that's the case, I can duel you according to Wizard etiquette."

As this cold and enchanting woman spoke, her long silver hair gently swayed, reminiscent of the northern ice and snow. She lightly raised a finger, and a small Wizard badge materialized at her fingertip. She pinned the badge to the clasp of her cloak on her shoulder and said impatiently, "Alright, Wizard, you go first. I never liked wearing these badges. Let's get this over with quickly."

Ryan almost fainted on the spot!

Make a move??

He had clearly seen the badge this woman had conjured; it was a gold trefoil clover!!! Exactly the same as the badge of that fool Lilith! This meant she was also a top-tier Great Wizard!

He, a lowly first-level Wizard, challenging a Great Wizard of at least level eight?

Have you ever seen a small dog challenge a sacred dragon?

Thus, Ryan's reaction was very straightforward! He made a gurgling sound in his throat, then promptly tilted his head, closed his eyes, and passed out on the spot!

"..." The ice-cold beauty was taken aback by the Wizard's sudden fainting, then she sneered disdainfully, "Coward."

She finally turned to look at the only person still standing in the hall... Freyr.

"And you? A young nobleman? Ah, I heard your subordinates say you're from the Russell family, right? Are you a member of the Russell family?"

"Yes," Freyr replied calmly. "My name is Freyr Russell. My father is Earl Edward, the Deputy Commander of the Imperial General Staff."

"Hmph, do you think the name Russell will scare me?" The woman scrutinized Freyr from head to toe. "You're just a child, how did you end up here?"

She quickly lost interest in Freyr and shouted, "Lilith! If you don't come out, I'll raze this place to the ground! Dear sister, don't make me angry!! Hand over your little toy!"

Impatience flickered across her face. She suddenly spread her arms, her eyes turning blank, and a whirlwind erupted from her body, shooting up to the ceiling!

With a thunderous crash, the whirlwind effortlessly tore the hall's roof to pieces, sending debris flying everywhere. The whirlwind slowly expanded...

"Lilith! You think I won't do it? You should know there's nothing in this world I wouldn't dare to do!"

She laughed, making a strange gesture with her hands, and the whirlwind grew even more intense! Snowflakes began to fall lightly from the surrounding air!

Snowflakes?

Damn! This is the South!

Freyr had already dived to the ground when the whirlwind tore the roof apart.

Today, he truly experienced the immense power of a Wizard firsthand! This single Wizard had effortlessly taken down numerous warriors. Against such a Wizard, these people had no resistance.

Moreover... this woman was excessively powerful!

Aren't Wizards supposed to be weak in close combat?

Unless... seeing her armor, could she be skilled in both magic and martial arts?!

"Sis... Sister! P-please s-s-stop!"

Finally, a timid, stuttering voice came through. Lilith, wearing her Wizard's robe, floated out from the barracks, her body hovering in the air, holding a small cage. The cage was specially made with magical seals, sufficient to confine the little fear phantom.

Lilith looked terrified, as if she couldn't face her sister, and pleaded, "S-sister, p-p-please..."

"Poor little Lilith," the ice-cold beauty sneered. "When will you understand that being strong means having the mindset of a strong person? You have powerful magical abilities, yet you're more timid than a rabbit!"

With that, she suddenly drew a peculiar long flute from her waist!

The flute was vividly green, a rare touch of vibrant color on this otherwise silver-white beauty. Pointing the flute at Lilith, the ice-cold beauty sneered, "Put down the fear phantom! I'll take its horn and leave. Otherwise, my dear sister, you'll suffer."

She shook the flute, and countless strange light rings shot from its tip. Freyr, lying on the ground, suddenly heard a piercing, sharp sound!

This was clearly a sonic attack spell.

Even at such a distance, Freyr found the sound harsh and unbearable, almost fainting. One could only imagine how Lilith, much closer, felt.

The little fool seemed utterly terrified of her sister, her small body trembling. She raised her hand, quickly chanted a spell, and a prismatic magic shield appeared before her, deflecting the oncoming light rings. She cried out, "S-sister! T-t-the f-fear phantom is M-m-master's pet! If y-you k-k-kill it, M-m-master w-will..."

"Hmph! That old fool, everyone fears him, but I don't!" The ice-cold beauty scoffed disdainfully. "I need its horn! You know it! Without it, I can't craft the final magical defense weapon!! Give it to me now!"

Finishing her sentence, the ice-cold beauty shot forward like a silver meteor in the night. She reached Lilith in an instant, her hand stretching towards the cage Lilith held!

"No!" In her panic, Lilith managed to speak without stuttering for once. She vanished from her spot, reappearing ten meters away in an instant.