Malicious Misdirection directly made the wizard apprentice fail his decision, costing him not only a summoned Coyote but also a spell.
Charles had never seen what happened when a wizard apprentice was approached by a Great Knight.
But a Quasit, a lesser demon, or a Mezzoloth had more combat prowess than a Great Knight.
The wizard apprentice had managed to hold on only because he had plenty of equipment, along with talismans and scrolls he could use.
But in close combat, especially while surrounded, several of the apprentice's shields had been broken one after another.
"Kehehehe!"
The Quasit cackled viciously, moving nimbly as it fought. Its claws tore through the apprentice's shield.
At the same time, its tail lashed at him from the other side.
"Smack!"
The tip of the Quasit's tail was razor-sharp, slicing straight through the wizard apprentice's robe.
"Argh!"
The wizard apprentice let out a wretched scream.
The defensive spells on his equipment had all been torn apart. Now he could only rely on casting spells or activating spell scrolls.
But both took time, and casting spells took even longer.
And time was what he had the least of now.
The Quasit and Mezzoloth closed in, attacking one after another and giving him no chance to act.
"Argh!"
With a scream, the wizard apprentice's throat was torn open by the Quasit, and a great deal of blood gushed out.
The battle was over.
Charles glanced at the Trial Voucher in his hand. No other apprentices were approaching.
So he slowly stepped out from behind the tree and went over to the apprentice.
With a wave of his hand, he dispelled the two ill-intentioned lesser demons.
The wizard apprentice's corpse lay on the ground, his face already livid.
Blood flowed across the ground, staining the fallen leaves around