Barrett's expression was momentarily stiff, sympathetically saying to Julius, "Creating a character like this must have been quite hard for you."
Julius raised an eyebrow and glanced at Barrett, a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.
Barrett's face darkened, feeling his anger rising quickly: "Tch, making a character is fine, just don't want to admit it, I'm starting to dislike you."
Julius didn't speak, his gaze turned towards the referee, who snapped his fingers, and a semi-transparent wall unfolded between them, putting a distance between the two:
"Barrett, please step back and prepare for battle, the finals are about to begin."
Barrett stared at his emotionless face, his face unpleasant as he stepped back a few paces, snorting as he said dryly:
"The fundamentalist War Mage school has become quite rare in recent years. Mages are stronger than ordinary people physically, but compared to Monsters, they're still too frail.
