By pitting the strong against the weak, Charles claimed the final victory without a ripple.
The time it took to kill these wizard apprentices was shorter than the time spent chasing them down.
After killing several wizard apprentices, he merged their vouchers together.
Only then did Charles look at the voucher he had left elsewhere, the one made from thirty merged together.
That bait had now been discovered by someone else and was rapidly moving away.
The owner of that voucher had originally been rapidly approaching the potion voucher where Charles was.
But that fellow was surely watching the scenes within the voucher.
All the other voucher light spots had now vanished, while the potion voucher's light spot had become four golden rings.
What that meant was self-evident.
At the very least, it represented an extremely powerful wizard apprentice—or simply a wizard.
Charles looked at the situation in the Trial Voucher and smiled faintly. "Thinking of running now? Isn't that a little late?"
With that, he quickly gathered up the spoils, taking some potion supplies, spell scrolls, and the like.
Afterward, Charles began pursuing what had originally been his loot.
In the jungle, an apprentice was fleeing at high speed. He was not fleeing alone—he was riding something.
This apprentice was short and exceedingly skinny.
He had summoned a Berserk Wolf and was now riding atop it as it raced madly onward.
The scene looked exactly like a monkey riding a dog.
The Berserk Wolf was very fast, especially suited for weaving through the forest.
As the apprentice fled, he watched the voucher in his hand. A potion-bottle light spot with several flashing rings was likewise rapidly drawing closer.
"Faster!"
"Faster, faster!"
"Damn wolf, run faster!!"
"I can't die. If I take these vouchers and make it out alive,