"You, you, you."
After hearing Shen Fei's words, Dave Nant's body trembled violently. He pointed at Shen Fei with his left hand, his lips moving soundlessly, before a large gush of blood burst from his mouth. Then he collapsed, his face deathly pale.
"You've got to be kidding." Shen Fei was speechless as he watched Dave Nant collapse after vomiting blood. He really had not done anything just now.
"Ah."
Lord El-Melloi II involuntarily slapped a hand against his forehead and let out a heavy sigh. Unlike Shen Fei, who could not understand why Dave Nant had vomited blood and collapsed, he understood perfectly well.
As a magician, even having one's Magic Workshop breached was not entirely unacceptable. After all, breaking into a Magic Workshop required a certain degree of skill. But cutting off someone's electricity like Shen Fei had done was not the way of magicians. Magicians had their pride, after all.
"Nicely done! So there's a way to break a Magic Workshop like that!"
Unlike Lord El-Melloi II's sighing, Flat Escardos nodded excitedly. To him, Shen Fei's move had been a stroke of genius. Why had he never thought of it before?
"Flat, don't get any strange ideas. This was only a special case."
The moment Lord El-Melloi II saw Flat's expression, he immediately understood what his prized student was thinking and promptly spoke up to crush that notion.
Just as Lord El-Melloi II had said, this was a special case. Dave Nant had made a fundamental mistake by choosing to establish his Magic Workshop here. Under normal circumstances, a Magic Workshop would be built atop a leyline and use its magical energy as its power source. In that situation, cutting off the energy supply would be impossible.
As for Dave Nant, the sewers he had chosen were