The Light Watcher (Seek Your Follow-up!)

Among the police surrounding Sean and Charles, a man with his head bowed stepped out, stood beside Sean, and removed his police cap.

"So strong..."

This was Charles's first reaction.

As an alchemist, his sense of smell was more acute than that of ordinary wizards. The aura emanating from this man was comparable to that of his own teacher, reaching at least Rank Five!

Quill's smile finally froze slowly: "Light Guardian... Kate?"

Kate's tone was meaningful: "You've got good eyes. You recognize me."

Hearing the name, Charles was first startled, then overjoyed: "Are you Lord Light Guardian?"

Kate nodded faintly: "Mm."

So cold, he was completely different from the Kate by the statue.

He had no intention of hiding his identity and revealed his true face openly.

Because today, everyone here was going to die.

Anyone who dared to lay hands on Sean, whom Lord Black had protected and was his good friend, had to be prepared to face death.

"Great, we're saved!" Seeing that the person who arrived was indeed Kate, Charles felt a surge of excitement like escaping from a disaster. He asked Sean, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you knew Lord Light Guardian? You made me worry for nothing."

He had already been prepared to fight these guys to the death just now.

Sean thought to himself, More than just knowing him, your Light Guardian is my subordinate.

"You're getting yourself into trouble, Kate," Quill warned.

He didn't dwell on how Kate had infiltrated the police force; it was meaningless.

A Rank Five high-level wizard possessed too many means. Even without using such a gentle method, if he were to forcefully break in from the outside, no one here could stop him.

Quill just didn't understand how Sean, a nascent wizard who had just gained magic, could invite the Light Guardian Kate.

"Big shots" like Kate had long been on the family's list. Except for essential moments, they rarely appeared in public because they also feared getting into unsolvable trouble.

Witch hunters also had hierarchical divisions. Vinsent and others in the Black Fruit Rainforest were merely at the very bottom.

"It's not about trouble or no trouble," Kate said, looking at Quill. "As long as I kill all of you and clean it up properly, what can you do to me?"

Quill took a deep breath and did not answer.

It wasn't that he didn't want to answer, but he knew in his heart that Kate was telling the truth.

In the face of absolute overwhelming power, all threats were a joke. They could exhaust Sean and Charles's magic with their numbers, but they couldn't exhaust Kate's magic. Or, to put it more accurately, they weren't even qualified to fight Kate. The power of Rank Five was enough to instantly kill them.

Quill looked deeply at Sean.

Sean returned a mocking glance, as if saying, Keep being arrogant. Where did your confidence go just now?

In a corner, hidden behind a counter, Isha watched Kate and Sean with surprise.

She had seen Kate before, but precisely because she had seen him, she knew even better how difficult this man was to invite. To put it simply, he was a domineering CEO. Kate himself managed several large companies and put on airs like no other. Except for wizards who could enter the second level of the sanctuary like him, and the idol Lord Black, Kate was almost unpleasant to everyone.

Sean could actually invite him?

No, she had to report this to Miss Flame Raven quickly.

This man was not simple at all!

Isha picked up her camera again and took a few "click-click" photos of Sean and the others in the center.

Strangely, perhaps because of the distance, no one noticed her this time.

Kate didn't notice, and Borg and the other police officers couldn't possibly notice.

Their attention was entirely on Kate at this moment, each of them vigilant and facing a formidable enemy.

Even though Kate was alone, and with Sean and Charles, there were only three of them. They had surrounded the three opponents, yet they felt a sense of pressure as if they were the ones being surrounded.

If Adeph were here, he would definitely praise Kate. His use of aura was approaching perfection.

This was one of the combat skills every wizard had to learn: applying pressure to the enemy before engaging.

Perhaps they could conquer the enemy without fighting.

But Quill was not someone who would surrender; in this regard, he was like Sean.

That's why he always said he admired Sean's courage. People liked those who were similar to themselves. Even though magic was their bottom line, he personally was willing to give Sean a chance to choose.

However, the appearance of the Light Guardian Kate changed the situation, and now he was the one who had to make a choice.

And Quill's answer was one word—

"Kill."

There was no room for negotiation between them. Talking more was useless. It was better to cut the nonsense and fight for their lives.

The next second.

The hundreds of police officers around them simultaneously threw down their sabers and drew their guns!

Charles cursed, "Shit!"

Didn't these guys say they wouldn't use guns and would fight hand-to-hand?

Is that bastard trying to fool them?

Sean had expected this.

It wasn't the first time Quayle had pulled a stunt like this, despite being a gentle doctor on the surface.

Who would believe an enemy? Only a fool.

"Come here!" Sean yanked Charles behind him, two golden rings instantly appearing between his palms. They were much smaller than before, the formulas on them barely visible, but enough.

Because almost no bullets could reach him.

Sean was fast, but Kate was faster.

The moment Borg and the others drew their guns, a beam of sunlight, as if piercing through the roof, shone down from the top floor of the mall, layer by layer, onto them.

A fifth-tier light magic spell—"Dust in the Light."

At this moment, the entire first floor of the mall was illuminated in a blinding white. All the guards were engulfed, becoming mere shadows within the light, unable to even scream before their dark forms melted away. Only a few quick-thinking police officers managed to pull their triggers before dying, unleashing a burst of gunfire.

These bullets couldn't break through the light. Only one, before melting, flew towards Sean. It was blocked by the golden ring on his hand and bounced off the wall, splattering into a lump of metal paint.

Judging by this, even if he hadn't blocked it, the bullets wouldn't have done him much harm.

The gap between ordinary police officers and fifth-tier wizards was simply too vast. Sean didn't even need to lift a finger.

Kate bathed in the light, appearing like a giant.

Quayle didn't call for backup again. He knew better than anyone that with Kate here, even if they mobilized the entire police force of Old Siegel City, it would only be a futile sacrifice. Although the low-level witch hunters were worth less than a sniffing crow to them, there was no need to waste them all here.

"Do it yourself, or shall I help you?" Kate asked Quayle coldly.

Given Quayle's politeness towards Sean just now, he offered Quayle a chance to save face.

"Mr. Light Servant, be careful."

"Mr. Sean, don't celebrate too early."

Quayle seemed unwilling to take the opportunity. He gave Sean a smile that was hard to read, the same look in his eyes as when Sean was taken away by the vice-dean impersonated by Elvie. Then, he picked up a scalpel and charged at Kate.

"Overestimating yourself," Kate snorted.

He reached out and grabbed, pulling a spear directly from the light, and thrust it forward.

"Ch."

The light spear pierced Quayle's body.