Fortunately, Kiri was not truly a complete novice in battle.
The fact that he had become an advanced mage proved that he genuinely possessed some skill.
"Breeze Spell!"
"Water Ball Spell!"
In just a few moments, Kiri cast two spells in succession.
He first used the Breeze Spell to send all the chili powder out of his shield, then washed his mouth and nose with the Water Ball Spell, finally stopping the burning sensation in his throat and eyes.
Yet although Kiri felt somewhat better physically, he no longer looked anything like the imposing, lofty figure he had been that afternoon.
The grenade's explosion had blackened half his face with soot.
Though, with the physique of an advanced mage, a small grenade could no longer truly injure him, it still left him in a thoroughly bedraggled state.
What Kiri cared about even more now was how that object, which had boomed and scattered chili powder, had been sent inside his shield.
"Who exactly are you? How could you silently send an object through my shield?!"
As he questioned him, Kiri cast another two layers of shields over himself.
"Heh, didn't I just tell you? I'm the guardian of this territory!"
"As for why I can attack you through your shield, why don't you take a good look at what I am?"
While Kiri cleaned away the chili powder and cast his shields, Nalant did not attack.
It would have been very easy for him to deal with Kiri. As such, his purpose was not merely to vent his anger and satisfy his itch for a fight—he wanted this fellow to piss his pants and flee Storm Territory.
Hearing Nalant's words, Kiri studied him closely, his doubts growing heavier.
Yet he found nothing unusual.
The man wore a full set of