Centennial Plan, Wizard Ranks

Hearing Sally say this, Leo merely had his suspicions confirmed.

Even so, Leo still felt an inexplicable jolt in his heart.

Sogra's whole unification of the continent had merely been a game born from some Wizard's sudden whim.

Before Wizards, mortals were nothing but ants to be toyed with at will.

Thinking that he himself had now become one of those Wizards who held great power, Leo could not help feeling somewhat moved.

Leo said, "Wizard Sally, may I deal with him now?"

"Of course," Sally said. "This was a little gift prepared for you in the first place."

Leo looked at the noble count.

The noble count kept kowtowing to Leo, begging for mercy.

Leo's gaze swept over the noble count's terrified face.

Leo still remembered how this noble count had once treated him.

Back then, Leo had merely been a Plos warrior who had lost the nation that once supported him.

In the noble count's eyes, he had been nothing more than a thug, a servant attending a noble household.

And now, he had only just become a Wizard.

Yet this noble count had become so lowly.

Whether he lived or died depended entirely on a single thought from Leo.

A desperate longing for life surfaced on the noble count's somewhat aged face. He said, "Leo, everything before was my fault. Please spare me. I can give you all my wealth—my daughter, my wife, the maids in my castle. You can have whoever you want, I..."

Leo extended his right hand toward the noble count.

A great net formed from mental energy wrapped around the noble count.

Seemingly realizing that death was near, the noble count's pleas turned into frenzied curses.

"Ha ha, Leo, and you damned Wizards too! So what if I am about to die? You