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Ian's gaze fell on him, and he raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

The Marquis's voice abruptly stopped.

His obese body was instantly lifted into the air by an invisible force.

His neck was being tightly strangled, his face turned purple from the pressure, and his limbs kicked in vain.

"Those who participated in persecuting the Marcus family, step forward." Ian's gaze swept across the crowd below.

The knights and the butler-like men were terrified and scrambled to run towards the door.

Ian flicked his fingers with his left hand.

laugh!laugh!laugh!

Several thin, pale purple rays flashed by.

Those people remained frozen in place, still in their fleeing posture.

The next second, from the inside out, the whole person silently transformed into an ice sculpture of icy blue, gleaming with a cold light under the moonlight.

"Ah..." The surviving guests and servants let out heart-wrenching screams.

Ian ignored them.

He controlled the force and pulled the terrified Marquis Holden, who was suspended in mid-air, right in front of him.

"You sent men to Marcus Castle to threaten us and try to seize the magic stone mine," Ian stated.

Holden tried to beg for mercy, but couldn't make a sound. He could only blink frantically, his face covered in tears and snot.

Ian stopped looking at him and gently clenched his right fist.

puff!

The marquis, suspended in mid-air, felt as if he were being gripped tightly from head to toe by an invisible giant hand.

The muffled cracking of bones blended together, his entire body was compressed and twisted in an instant, and finally, with a "bang," he exploded into a pile.

A crimson mist, mixed with bone fragments and flesh, dripped down onto the terrified crowd below.

It flew into the air and opened its mouth to spew out a cyan wind towards the ice sculptures and blood mist below.

As the wind passed, the ice sculpture, along with the flesh and blood inside, turned to dust, and the blood mist was completely blown away and purified.

In the blink of an eye, apart from the hole and the mess on the floor, there was no trace of those people left in the banquet hall.

Ian turned around, leaped into the air, and landed back on Gaga's back.

"Next, the Finance Minister's office."

The giant bird cried out, shattering the night sky and leaving behind a deathly silence and a lingering, thick stench of blood.

The capital city, the luxurious residence of the Minister of Finance.

The study lights were already on.

The finance minister, with his gray hair and shrewd face, was looking at a map, planning the mining route after acquiring Blackrock Canyon.

Suddenly it got dark outside the window.

He looked up in surprise and saw an incredibly huge black bird shadow that completely covered his window.

Before he could react, the sturdy steel-framed glass window silently turned to dust.

A young man walked in, a raven perched on his shoulder.

"You..." The finance minister was shocked and wanted to call for help, but found his throat tighten.

"You colluded with Holden to plot against the Marcus family's magic stone mine."

Ian walked to his desk, picked up the draft document about "taking over" the mining area, glanced at it, and flicked it casually.

The paper was instantly ignited and turned to ashes.

"No! Your Excellency! This is a misunderstanding! I am willing..."

The finance minister hastily retreated, wanting to explain and beg for mercy.

Ian extended a finger, and a silver light gradually shone from the tip...

It then expanded into a miniature star cluster the size of a fist, whose interior was constantly collapsing and flickering.

Collapsing Starburst!

He had only recently acquired a first-tier spell and was still learning the basics, so he was not very skilled at using it for the first time.

Without saying a word, he gently released it with his fingertips.

The tiny cluster of stars drifted toward the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

The finance minister stared wide-eyed as the beautiful yet deadly orb of light pierced his chest.

next moment.

hum!

There was no loud noise, only a low, muffled sound that seemed to come from within the chest.

Centered on the finance minister, the space seemed to collapse inward for a moment.

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Everything was crushed and compressed in that irresistible collapsing force field.

It eventually transformed into a tiny black sphere, the size of a fingernail, with an astonishingly high density.

It landed on the ground with a "ding" and rolled twice.

Only a smooth, hemispherical indentation remained, its edges so neat it looked as if it had been cut by the most precise tool.

Ian recalled the small black ball; it felt heavy in his hand.

He glanced at the eerily silent study, then turned and leaped out of the broken window.

Gaga was already waiting outside.

"There are only two left, those hideouts of those homeless apprentices."

Ian spoke in a flat tone, as if he had just crushed two insects.

He mounted the giant bird, and with a flap of its wings, it streaked across the night sky of the capital like a black lightning bolt, flying towards those inconspicuous coordinates in the wilderness.

The wind swept across the wilderness, where a few small campsites were scattered across the ground.

This place is on the edge of the human kingdom, where magic is so scarce that even intermediate apprentices are unwilling to stay for long.

Only a few poorly talented, homeless wandering wizard apprentices would find a place to stay here.

Ian stood on Gaga's back, looking down.

His mental energy spread out like a net, instantly locking onto three targets with faint energy fluctuations.

The two were low-level apprentices, one of whom had only just begun their training; their auras were weak and mixed.

"Just these three?" Gaga tilted her head, her tone revealing disdain. "They're too hard to even be given to me as snacks."

"Quickly finish this," Ian said.

He didn't even descend. He raised his right hand, and the [Frost Ray] condensed at his fingertips, splitting into three and flying in three directions.

A short, terrified scream came from below.

The next second, blinding white light shone from three directions simultaneously.

Three junior apprentices were silently eliminated.

The wind blew, and even the smell of blood dissipated quickly.

Ian waved his hand, and several magic stones flew back into his palm. He weighed them in his hand, then casually tossed them to Gaga. "Keep them to play with."

Gaga opened his mouth to catch it, crunched it twice, then spat it out: "It has no taste, and it's hard."

"I'm gone."

The giant bird turned around, spread its wings, and flew towards Marcus Castle.

From departure to return, it took less than an hour.

Outside the castle, Latour and Vincent stood on the terrace, staring intently at the night sky.

Ainuya was persuaded to go back to the hall and sit down, clutching a handkerchief in her hand, her knuckles turning white.

Then, they saw the black dot getting closer and closer.

It folded its wings, glided silently, and hovered steadily outside the terrace.

Ian stepped down, his black robes not even dusty, and nodded to Latour.

Latour's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to speak, but he was momentarily speechless.

Behind him, several old stewards who had been secretly peeking out suddenly collapsed to the ground, muttering "miracle..."

Vincent's eyes widened: "This...so fast? White River City is at least two hundred miles from here..."

"I took care of it on the way," Ian said casually, as if he had just picked some vegetables from the backyard.

He walked into the hall, and Aino rushed up to him, grabbing his arm and groping him up and down.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt? Were you in any danger?"

"No." Ian grasped his mother's hand, and the coldness of her fingertips made him pause.

"It was just a few small bugs, we've cleaned them up."

Latour followed in, his voice still a little hoarse: "Solved... you mean?"

"The Marquis Holden, the treasurer, and their knights and stewards who took action."

In addition, those wandering wizards in the wilderness who were eyeing the mining area have also been dealt with.

Ian looked at his father, "From now on, no one will cause any more trouble."

The hall was deathly silent.

Vincent gasped, and the faces of the family knights who were listening in turned pale, their eyes filled with awe and lingering fear.

In less than an hour, two top-ranking nobles with real power were wiped out, in addition to the extermination of a wizard...

This is beyond description by "power"; it is a natural disaster.

Latour closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his emotions had subsided, leaving only a heavy sense of peace.

"Okay...okay. Thank you for your hard work."

"Of course," Ian said.