Nogs never imagined for a moment that his battlefield would wind up among a gathering of human exhibitions.
At that moment, his hand was already resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist, his thumb pressing tightly against the pommel.
Nogs was fully prepared to draw his longsword in under a second and channel destructive magic into it, ensuring that no matter whether it was a ghost or a physical entity, none would escape unscathed from his attack.
"You..."
A girl suddenly stepped forward, wanting to speak with Nogs, but his terrifying glare frightened her into freezing in her tracks.
"Sophia, is there something you need?"
Joshua recognized the girl who had spoken to his elder brother: she was none other than Sophia, the top student of Thunder Mage Academy, who had won a ticket with a stellar seventh-place finish in the event rankings.
By now, Joshua had been staying right by his elder brother's side to prevent him from suddenly drawing his sword and cutting someone down. In fact, when that girl spoke to Nogs, Nogs had almost raised the sword in his hand.
The sword Nogs carried had no scabbard. Protected by his armguards, he could use his longsword to slaughter enemies with the utmost speed on the battlefield.
"I want to take a picture with him." Sophia was not scared off by Nogs's terrifying gaze, shaking the camera in her hand as she spoke.
"A picture? He's actually not..." Joshua wanted to tell Sophia that... the attire worn by Nogs beside him was the real deal.
The outgoing top student of Thunder Mage Tower simply drifted right up to Nogs's side, and before Nogs could react, she pressed the shutter facing herself and Nogs.
"Thank you."
Sophia blinked at Nogs and walked right away.
"Brother,