"Merlin?"
Zephyr frowned, his gaze stern as he sized up the other man.
"You're the Heroic Spirit summoned by the Mage Association, aren't you?"
Merlin maintained a composed smile. "Yes, I am Caster. It is an honor to be appointed vice president of the Mage Association."
"What did you mean by that just now? Do you know Bullet could die in battle at any moment?!"
Listening to the continuous roars from the south, Zephyr's tone grew even harsher.
"But the future me told me a different outcome."
"And if you intervene now, Admiral Demon Shark will not thank you. Instead, he will become angry, perhaps even resentful."
After hearing Merlin's words, Zephyr, who had quickly calmed down, roughly guessed Bullet's situation.
That bastard was determined to either break through to Colorless Haki or die completely at the demons' hands.
No wonder he had not reported to High Command before setting out.
He had done it on purpose!
Zephyr immediately fell into a dilemma.
He had come to save someone, yet now he was standing by and watching the battle. What kind of rescue was that?
It would be fine if everything went smoothly for Bullet.
But if an accident happened and he died, how was Zephyr supposed to explain it to Kong, Raymond, and the others?
That he had trusted Merlin's words?
That was indeed the truth.
But faced with the death of an admiral, he bore responsibility no matter what.
At the very least, he would feel terrible about it.
But deliberately ruining Bullet's chance to break through to Colorless Haki just so he could avoid responsibility—
Zephyr could not do such a thing.
Even if this so-called chance was incredibly, incredibly slim.
He had never expected that after arriving in the Black Clover World, the first problem he