The battle left an extremely deep impression on Mephisto.
So when he saw Brand today, he didn't plan on letting him speak voluntarily. The Gray Sword Saint snorted coldly: "If you don't want to speak, then come with me. I believe Veronica won't ignore the empire's future genius like you."
Though he hadn't seen Brand's swordsmanship, the command level this young man showed when confronting the Winter Wolf was enough to deem him a genius.
"Wait—!" Brand, seeing the Gray Sword Saint lifting his giant sword without a word, felt the grey cloak swirl, as if an invisible wind pressure was coming for a direct assault. His scalp tingled, eyes narrowed, and he quickly slid back like a ghost.
Mephisto intended to seal Brand's retreat, making it easy to capture him among these people. Yet, Brand retreated so swiftly, as if predicting his move.
