He casually picked up a stone and threw it out, scaring the wizard apprentice into dodging hurriedly to the side.
"Whoa! Lord, please let me explain—"
"No explanation needed, just don't let it happen again." Brand exhaled deeply, and his mood calmed down. He thought that at least he still had an advantage, which was that after tonight, Madara's army would flatten Ridenburg. Once the war ended, it would be hard for them to investigate who killed Count Du'en. Although the All Things Return to One faction was powerful, they were not almighty.
Thinking of this, he felt slightly relieved. As long as they couldn't find him, there would be no unending revenge to worry about.
Brand finally relaxed completely and turned to ask, "How many bottles of mana potion are left?"
"Not a single one has been used, but I feel like I've been completely drained." The young man gave an embarrassed smile, not willing to admit that he was reluctant to use the precious 'Wizard's Gold.'
