Hilbert's Mage Tower had yet to collapse, but two of Delifus's subordinates had already been taken out in succession.
The crucial point was that, unless there was more to their deaths than met the eye... both of them had died at the hands of Delifus, who had inexplicably turned around while holding that enormous diamond.
Delifus felt truly wronged.
Clearly, something had gone wrong with that unlucky bastard—Gray or Gree, whatever his name was, Delifus barely remembered—which had startled him into turning around!
True, he had been a little deliberate about not fully reining in his attack when he turned... but when a normal person heard there was a ghost behind him, of course his first instinct would be to kill it!
As for whether anyone else got caught up in it, what did that have to do with him?
As long as he wasn't the one who died!
Who among those following him didn't know what he was like?
If they didn't know what they ought to do, it was only natural that they died.
But Delifus truly couldn't understand why Oro Cardenas had died too.
Of course, he had seen the fellow freeze for some unknown reason and get grazed by that rather terrifying flame. But while he could understand a serious injury, how could it have killed him?
This was someone who had decisively found a way out even after his ties to the Despair Tower were exposed. How could he have died like this, utterly unprepared?
Where were his protective spells?
And his triggered protective wondrous items... what Eighth-Circle Mage didn't keep seventeen or eighteen of those on hand?
Did he really think every colleague around him was an ally?
It was a little too unbelievable. Who had set him up... or had he been the