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n443 Were these people out of their minds?

nDoes this count as self-defense?

nSteven didn’t even know how to categorize this incident!

nDamn, it seems now that not only Shapeshifters’ lords but also people from primitive tribes are starting to study the law?

nMoros did instigate the situation, true, but it was the representative from Elemental Radiance Guild who made the first move.

nThe key point was that Moros didn’t appear to do anything,the Elemental Radiance Guild’s representative poked his finger at him and then his finger just broke off.

nWhose fault is that?

nSteven suddenly realized that using existing laws to restrain Soulmancers might really not be feasible!

nTake murder, for instance – you need evidence, right?

nBut a truly powerful Soulmancer could wave his hand, and the person would just disappear.

nDo you have evidence that he killed someone?

nNo, this won’t do!

nThis approach is definitely flawed.

nWhile Steven was contemplating how to refine laws for Soulmancers, the office had already become a place where peace would be hard to maintain.

nMoros’s gaze swept over everyone present, his smile chilling as he said, “Why don’t you all come at me together?” .

nMoros was actually being somewhat restrained for William’s sake,otherwise, the person from just now would have indeed evaporated on the spot.

nDuring the era of the gods, these deities of witchcraft were indeed benevolent, but after being oppressed by other powers for so many years, Moros had become irritable.

nBenevolence, after all, depends on the person.

nThe Soulmancers in the office hadn’t fully grasped what had just happened. They only sensed that this man from a primitive tribe was incredibly strong.

nAs for how strong he actually was, that remained a mystery.

nJust then, Garen arrived at the office door.

n“Garen!”

n“Guild Master!”

nThe Soulmancers inside the office seemed to have seen their savior.

nThey certainly dared not take action now, but if they all had to move out of the office in disgrace, they would lose face completely.

n“What’s going on?” Garen glanced at the representative of Elemental Radiance Guild with the broken fingers, then at Moros, roughly understanding what had happened.

nMoros and Garen exchanged glances. Moros’s smile didn’t diminish,rather, it intensified.

nIs this man a master of swordsmanship?

nBut his power level felt just like an ordinary person. How could he be called a master of swordsmanship?

nThat’s almost laughable!

nGaren, however, slightly frowned and asked, “Are you from Crimson Emissaries Guild?”

nMoros completely ignored him. Steven quickly interjected, “Guild Master Garen, this is Mr. Maximus. He’s a new teacher at our school.”

nHe didn’t dare mention that Moros was from Crimson Emissaries Guild.

nThe animosity between Emerald Lion Guild and Crimson Emissaries Guild was well known, and revealing this could wreak havoc in the school.

nThe last time Garen demolished their own Emerald Lion Guild took less than a minute, and the school’s area wasn’t much larger than their guild’s territory.

nIf Garen went berserk again, wouldn’t the school be reduced to rubble in no time?

n“Guild Master, this man is from Crimson Emissaries Guild! He not only broke Mr. Timewinder’s fingers but also wants to recruit apprentices at our school!” The representative from Emerald Lion Guild, dispatched here, could no longer hold back.

nThe long-standing grievances between Emerald Lion Guild and Crimson Emissaries Guild were deep-rooted. Previously, Garen even tried to incite discord in front of Alice.

nIn their view, Garen facing such an arrogant person from Crimson Emissaries Guild would surely not hold back from teaching him a lesson.

nThe other Soulmancers, eager for a bigger commotion, also joined in the uproar, hoping for a clash between Garen and Moros.

nAs for whether the building got demolished or not, what did it matter to them?

nEven if the house is demolished, it’s no big deal to just have the people from the 13th Bureau rebuild another one.

nThis is not something they should be worrying about.

nWhat they wanted now was to see Garen knock down this primitive man from Crimson Emissaries Guild.

nHad this been earlier, Garen, upon hearing such arrogance from a representative of Crimson Emissaries Guild, might have indeed engaged in a fight with Moros in a fit of anger.

nHowever, after the last incident, there was a subtle change in his mental state.

nHe had also come to terms with the issue of Crimson Emissaries Guild.

nPreviously, while Crimson Emissaries Guild secluded themselves from the world, it was their Emerald Lion Guild that disturbed their peace.

nLater, they joined forces with the entire Soulmancer community to label Crimson Emissaries Guild as an organization using dark powers. They didn’t win against them even with a group, and now thinking back, it all seemed ridiculous.

n“Friend from Crimson Emissaries Guild, is your Guild also planning to come out and recruit apprentices?” Garen was fairly polite to Moros. Apart from the slight change in his mental state, an important reason was that he couldn’t gauge Moros’s power level.

nHe even sensed a hint of danger emanating from Moros.

nHis instinct told him that the man before him was dangerous!

nThe current Garen wouldn’t naively believe he was invincible anymore, able to do whatever he wanted.

nUnfortunately, while he couldn’t see through Moros, Moros could easily discern his true strength.

nJust an ordinary person skilled with a sword!

nMoros just raised his eyebrows and retorted, “Why? Can’t I recruit apprentices here?”

nHis tone was full of mockery,Moros wanted to provoke Garen into making the first move.

nSteven, witnessing this, twitched at the corners of his mouth.

nHe was about to speak when a glance from Moros silenced him. He could only hope internally that Garen would restrain himself and not act rashly.

nWhichever of the two won the fight, one thing was certain – the buildings in this place wouldn’t fare well.

n“Crimson Emissaries Guild can certainly recruit apprentices here,” Garen had already understood what was happening outside and now could only address the others, “Why don’t you all move a bit and leave this office to me and this friend from the Crimson Emissaries Guild?”

nIf someone else had said this, those present might not have complied, but since it was Garen speaking, they had no choice but to grudgingly keep quiet and pack up to leave.

nHowever, they were still hoping to see Garen clash with Moros.

nMaybe Garen called them out just to have a one-on-one with this primitive man?

nAs they left, they didn’t go far, lingering in the corridor instead, waiting to watch the drama unfold.

nThis greatly worried Steven.

nWere these people out of their minds?

nThey had seen how terrifying Garen was when he unleashed his most powerful strike, and if those two inside really started fighting, did they think they could safely leave just by standing in the hallway?

nOut of desperation, Steven followed them and sent a message to William.

n“Mr. Johnson, there’s a big problem. That teacher Maximus you brought is facing off with Guild Leader Garen.”

nWilliam, who was watching a TV series, received the message and, too lazy to type, sent a voice message instead.

n“If they’re facing off, then let them be. Why are you so agitated?”

n“But if they start fighting, won’t they demolish the building?”

nWilliam simply replied, “Don’t worry, they won’t.”

nSteven felt helpless. Hadn’t William been concerned about such matters before? Why was he indifferent at such a critical moment?

nWilliam didn’t elaborate further and continued watching his show.

nWill Garen and Moros end up fighting?

nIf Garen initiates the attack, Moros will probably take him down in one move, so there’s no need to demolish the house.

nIf Moros makes the first move, then there’s no need for him to continue staying at the school to look for people with potential for their tribe.

nThe logic was that simple, so why should William bother?.

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