Pengo looked at Leo, his gaze turning hostile.
Leo frowned at his words.
A Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice?
Could a Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice really represent the Tower of Dawn?
Leo quickly understood.
This Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice named Pruss was probably using the Tower of Dawn's name to squeeze free Magic Stones out of the knights of the Order of Glory.
The knights had not accumulated many Magic Stones, but for a Third-Level Wizard Apprentice, or even a Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice, the amount was hardly insignificant.
Wizards generally had little interest in knights. Even Sky Knights attracted the attention of Third-Level Wizard Apprentices at most.
It was probably quite rare for a Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice to take an interest in knights.
It was hardly surprising that a Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice would exploit that loophole.
With that in mind, Leo said, "A Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice cannot represent our Tower of Dawn. As for this contract of yours, it is merely an agreement between that Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice and you. It has nothing to do with me."
Pengo drew the sword at his waist and said, "Wizard Leo, a contract is a contract. If you refuse to honor it, then..."
"My sword is no less sharp!"
As Pengo drew his sword, the other knights surrounded Leo as well.
However, the knights were visibly wavering. Clearly, they did not want to fight a Wizard as powerful as Leo.
Pengo said, "My lord Wizard, if you leave now, we can pretend none of this ever happened. Otherwise, do not blame us for showing no mercy."
At those words, Leo's gaze shifted slightly, and he unleashed his magical pressure upon the surrounding knights.
The terrifying magical pressure forced the knights to their knees on the spot. Their weapons fell like dropped skewers of candied fruit, clattering endlessly