National War: The A-Rank Battle!

Vermilion talismans were drawn across yellow paper. The moment the Cross Ancient Spear, wrapped in talismanic seals, appeared in Spellcaster's hand,

A fierce, murderous aura surged from him as he stood calmly in place.

At that instant, everyone in both Observation Rooms suddenly sensed the same thing.

An A-Rank had appeared!

"Spellcaster!? What is he...?"

In the Night Bureau Observation Room, Recovery was treating Mu Cheng's severe injuries, wounds so deep that bone showed through. Like everyone else, she sensed Spellcaster's aura erupt below.

She looked at the virtual screen in shock. The suited figure holding that enormous vicious weapon radiated killing intent!

"Sigh, this guy... he really does love doing unnecessary things."

His injuries having been healed by Recovery's ability, the young master sat back in his chair to rest and sighed softly, seemingly not at all surprised.

He smiled helplessly, as though he could somewhat understand why Spellcaster had done it.

Meanwhile, in the Royal Court's Observation Room.

There had been no surprise at the outcome of the B-Rank battle. Having claimed this well-deserved victory, and after briefly offering a few words of thanks as the highest-ranking representative,

Colossus, who had been about to leave with everyone and return temporarily to the castle, stopped and turned around. His voice carried a faint smile amid his surprise.

"Oh? It seems the other side's young people are already getting impatient."

The elderly British gentleman humorously made an inviting gesture of courtesy. Colossus looked toward the figure in an elegant long dress with a classical beauty.

Even with the appearance of an old man, he remained every inch the gentleman as he smiled and extended an invitation to the lady whose age showed at the corners of her eyes.

"Lady Herschel, would you be willing to enter the field early with