“When the attacker cast that Flame Pillar spell just now, I immediately knew that his strength was far above mine.” Melgor said, “So it’s actually a good thing that you didn’t manage to catch up to him. Don’t be so reckless next time, or you could lose your life.”
Curious, Milo asked, “You were even able to determine that sorcerer was stronger than you when he just appeared out of nowhere and cast a single spell? Is it because there aren’t many sorcerers who are weaker than you?”
He immediately felt uncomfortable. But when he thought about it carefully, that really seemed to be the case.
However, in order to save his reputation as a sorcerer, Melgor still emphasized, “You might not have seen the most basic Flame Pillar spell before, but I have. Its temperature is much lower than the one he cast. If that sorcerer had not had many years of training, he couldn’t show that kind of power at all. By the way, did you see how he was dressed?”
“Yes.” Milo nodded. “He was wearing brown leather armor and had a concealed arrow within his sleeve. It felt like he was very experienced in combat, so he didn’t seem like a sorcerer at all.”
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