Gudrian had never experienced such a strange battle.
A blinding Darkvision spell, a Mage Armor that tied up his tongue—who used Mage Armor to bind and restrain someone?!
A translucent layer of miniature armor made of magic had wrapped tightly around his tongue, filling his mouth.
Now he couldn't speak clearly, or even close his mouth.
All that came out when he tried to speak was "Ah-ba ah-ba," and a few drops of drool ran from the corners of his mouth.
It wasn't exactly deadly.
Even if he couldn't speak his spells, he still had a way to cast without incantations—a faster method that consumed more magic and was harder to master.
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As a practical fighter, Gudrian had, of course, mastered the technique and was highly proficient at it. He could still fight back.
It was just, just that everyone had seen what he looked like through the Eye of Detection!
His vacant stare, unable to focus, and his foolish expression, mouth hanging open as drool ran from the corners—thousands of spectators in the plaza had surely seen it on the giant projection.
And knowing the students in charge of controlling the Eye of Detection at the academy, he was sure they were now filming close-ups from every possible angle.
Those students from the news club thought about nothing but getting a big scoop all day!
No matter who won or lost in the end, from the standpoint of social impact, this duel was already an utter defeat. He'd lost so badly it hurt!
By now, stifled giggles were breaking out all over the plaza.
It wasn't very nice to laugh at someone else's embarrassment.
But other people's embarrassment really was hilarious.
And laughter was contagious.
The giggles turned into chuckles, the chuckles into uproarious laughter. The