You want to force me to be the devil, right?

Chapter 29 This is Fireball! No matter how hard you try, you can't defeat it!
"Just you? And your fireball?"

When Peter heard what Shane said, he was stunned for two seconds, and then he sneered.

He looked down on Shane, and even more so on Fireball.

And this confidence naturally comes from his extraordinary strength and noble wind magic.

How can the elementary Fireball compete with the intermediate Whirlwind Blade?
Isn't that just a gift?

"So it was because of the Fireball? Fortunately, it's okay!"

Mickey was relieved when he heard Shane's reason.

Fortunately, Shane's big head was not controlled by his small head. How could anyone like the explosive female monkey!

Shane ignored Peter's provocation and asked his mentor, "Are there any limits? Or should we go all out?"

"There are no restrictions. You just need to fight based on your own ideas. When you're almost done, I'll call a stop. Then, I'll evaluate your mistakes in actual combat." The instructor shook his head and replied.

"That's good."

Shane nodded slightly, then looked at Peter and said, "Are you ready?"

"Let the horses go..."

Before Peter finished speaking, Shane began to chant magic.

In just a moment, a huge fireball with a diameter of several meters appeared before his eyes, and the roar of a giant dragon seemed to faintly echo inside it.

"Is this a fireball spell?"

"Whose fireball technique is so big? Has he mastered it to perfection?"

"Holy crap! This is even more powerful than Mina-senpai's fireball!"

"Why can his fireball technique be condensed in an instant?"

"Shane couldn't have been learning fireball techniques in the womb, right?"

"..."

This scene shocked everyone.

They had never seen a fireball spell of such a scale before!
Even the instructor had an incredible expression on his face.

I sighed inwardly: He's actually quite talented, having mastered Fireball to such a high level. How about recommending him to that Fire Mage?
Peter stood there in a daze, panicking and at a loss as to what to do.

Is this your Fireball spell?
Whose fireball spell has such power!

At this moment, the male instructor immediately reminded him, "Release your magic quickly. If you do nothing and take this fireball, even the best healing mage will find it difficult to save your life! However, if you release your magic and try your best, perhaps—"

"it is good!"

Encouraged by his mentor, Peter instantly gained confidence.

He immediately chanted magic and released a whirlwind blade, hoping to use it to counter Shane's fireball.

"Shane! Watch this!"

"This is my strongest attack! Intermediate magic! Whirlwind Blade!"

Amidst the roar, two high-speed rotating wind blades stirred up a storm and roared towards Shane.

At the same time, Shane's condensed fireball technique was ready to be launched.

A huge fireball with a diameter of nearly ten meters, carrying suffocating heat, shot towards Peter at the same time.

All of a sudden!
The blazing flames and the raging wind blades intertwined, emitting a sharp roar.

However, this thrilling scene only lasted for a few breaths before it was suddenly broken.

The violent fireball tore the wind blade apart in an instant, and with a deafening whistle, it rushed towards Peter at an astonishing speed.

"help me!"

boom!
A loud bang!
Peter's figure was instantly engulfed in flames!

As the flames gradually dissipated, Peter appeared in everyone's sight.

His clothes were burned to tatters and his skin was shockingly charred.

However, at the critical moment, the male tutor came to the rescue in time, so his life was not in danger.

He even had the energy to ask his mentor, "Didn't it say that as long as I try my best, I can..."

"Ahem~" the male instructor coughed awkwardly, then said with a smile, "What a pity, Peter, you can't beat Shane even if you try your best. You need to practice more."

"You fucking——! Ugh~"

Before Peter could finish his words, he was so angry that he fainted.

When he fainted, he could still hear the criticism from his male tutor.

"It's obvious that Peter has only mastered the basics of intermediate magic. If he had practiced more, he might not have lost so miserably. Also, Peter doesn't seem to know how to dodge. Students, remember, you can move your feet when casting magic..."

……

"Damn it! Bastard!"

"These two guys!"

"A mad sow! A male dog in heat!"

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

"..."

Tisia's maid was using scissors to tear into pieces the rag doll on the bed.

Tisia, on the other hand, sat aside, drinking coffee.

"Okay, that's enough." Tisia reminded the maid.

"Yes, ma'am."

The maid immediately returned to normal and cleaned up the debris and cotton scattered on the ground.

Tisia glanced at the shattered rag doll and her mood instantly became a little happier.

As the heir of the White Rose Chamber of Commerce, she naturally could not show such barbaric behavior. Even in her own home, she had to maintain the appearance of a lady.

So she had no choice but to let her maid take her place.

"That's right, miss."

As the maid cleaned the room, she reported to Ticia, "Recently, there seems to be a drink that's extremely popular in the Knight Academy, and it's been well received by the trainee knights."

"Oh? What is that?"

Tisia put down her coffee and looked at the maid curiously.

The maid immediately took out a bottle of new "holy water" from her bosom and handed it to Tisia, "This is it, Miss."

Tisia took the holy water and observed it carefully.

The sweet fragrance of the rippling water of desire made her silver-gray eyes flash with a hint of surprise.

"This is?"

"Have you found out its origin?"

Maid: "A knight named Maud sells this item at the Knight Academy."

"Knight Mod? Oh, I remember him. His family seems to sell wine." Tisia just blinked and remembered the other party's identity and information.

"Yes, but Knight Maud did not tell us the origin of this item," the maid replied.

"Oh? It seems that he wants to enjoy the value of this thing alone." Tisia sneered, then drank the water of desire in one gulp.

After drinking it, she felt her body getting slightly warmer, and her fatigue was completely gone.

“Nice, interesting drink~”

Ticia smiled and nodded, then asked, "How much does he sell it for per bottle?"

"Eight silver coins."

"Eight silver coins?"

Ticia chuckled and instructed the maid, "Find someone and beat him up. Although this drink is very effective, it is definitely not worth eight silver coins. This guy must have bought it at a very low price and then sold it to those apprentice knights at a high price."

"Yes."

After the maid disappeared behind the door, Tisia gently shook the empty bottle in her hand, a smug smile on her lips, and she muttered to herself, "When I successfully acquire the production line of this drink, Mina, the gap between you and me will become even bigger~"

(End of this chapter)