"Lama, kill him."

Darman knew the importance of talent in today's world.

But Warner Son's attitude obviously couldn't be used by him, so the former senator issued an order for the great demon to kill the opponent.

The opposing Warner Son almost accepted his own end.

While he could protect himself in the forest skirmish, against an enemy like the great demon, there was almost no chance of winning. Even if he tried to escape, he had Darman, who knew him well, behind him.

One against two, weak against strong.

The elderly Caster couldn't think of anything that could reverse the outcome, so he resolved to use all his strength to fight, at least making one last effort before dying.

The tense atmosphere on the field was about to explode.

But in the next few seconds, it became increasingly strange and subtle.

Because something very odd happened here — after Darman gave the order, Lama, the summoned creature, did not act.

"Lama? Why aren't you acting?"

Darman immediately became alert and even distanced himself from his summoned creature.

He didn't know why Lama wasn't acting.

But from a Summoner's perspective, he understood how serious a situation it was for a summoned creature to disobey orders, especially in this scenario!

Meanwhile, the great demon was looking up at the sky.

Compared to his summoner and Warner Son beside him, Lama noticed something more important.

So it turned its head to Darman and calmly informed:

"Mr. Darman, I'm sorry to inform you that our contract ends today."

The great demon's address for Darman changed from 'Master' to 'Mr.'

And as soon as its voice fell.

An orange-red fire ring composed of countless flaming characters suddenly appeared between the two.

Lama swung its hand downward, not directly touching the fire ring.

Crack—

The sound of shattering echoed, the bright flames broke rapidly, and the burning text dimmed.

"You, you actually dissolved our contract?"

Darman could hardly believe what he was seeing!

"You've already broken a summoning contract once, and if you break one with me again, no one will summon you to this world ever again!"

The former senator's body was trembling.

After Lama left, he did not fear a one-on-one duel with Warner Son. But as a Caster, a summoning Mage, a Salaman visitor, he could not accept the demon's betrayal.

This almost denied all his past efforts in the school of magic!

Could it be that without the original code, an ordinary Salaman visitor really couldn't bind a great demon?

While Darman was almost beginning to doubt himself.

Even Lama, capable of betraying the holder of the original code, spoke:

"Mr. Darman, if you survive today, then go ahead and do it. But regrettably, I tell you, I don't care about that, and you're likely to not survive today."

As its words ended, the demon's figure slowly dispersed in place, like the fog at dawn that disappears unnoticed.

And Lama's last voice also faded along with its body:

"Humans, I can wait, wait for you to forget everything."

"..."

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, Warner Son, who watched all this, laughed out loud.

The elderly Mage pointed at the middle-aged senator, mockery and humiliation almost written on his face:

"A person who betrayed the city is also betrayed by his summoned creature. Darman, you beast, you've really put on an interesting show for me!"

The series of encounters nearly made Darman faint with anger.

He didn't even analyze why Lama suddenly betrayed him, instead directly confronting Warner Son:

"Warner Son, do you think you can leave alive?"

"If it's for Hamono, especially facing a traitor like you, I fear not death!" The elderly elder took a step forward, inexplicably confident in his tone, "And do you really think you're winning today?"

"Darman, why don't you think about the reason your summoned creature would betray you, the Summoner, at this moment?"

Darman immediately recalled Lama's actions when leaving.

Only then did he follow the direction of the great demon's last gaze, resulting in a black longsword suddenly appearing in sight.

Swish—

In an instant, the sword cast down from the air pierced through Darman's chest, the force on the longsword so powerful he couldn't resist, dragging him directly to the ground, pinning him like a pinned insect specimen.

"Aaaaah—"

Darman wailed loudly, trying to pull out the blade from his chest.

However, just as he lifted his arms, the following Catherine crushed his shoulder and coldly said:

"Trash, don't touch my things with your hands."

The severely injured Darman quickly stopped moving, blood flowing from the Caster's wound, soaking the wild grass on the ground, merging into the forest soil.

At this moment, Ronald also descended slowly after.

He looked at the deceased Darman and made no comment.

Catherine was never the type to show mercy when acting, and besides, Ronald had no reason to save Darman.

So he only glanced at this tragically ended traitor.

Ronald then turned to Warner Son, smiling at the person they were seeking:

"Mr. Warner Son, sorry, are we late?"

The elderly Mage, however, did not lower his guard.

He carefully observed the two who descended from the sky, his tone remaining tense:

"If I remember correctly, you were introduced by Darman."

"We only had a transaction with him," Ronald explained simply, "If a murderer wielded a knife, you wouldn't blame the knife seller, would you?"

After Ronald explained, their eyes met.

After seriously facing each other for a while, Warner Son gradually let go of his vigilance and responded to Ronald's greeting:

"If you're here for the teleportation, then forgive me for saying — you're too late. The originally agreed time was yesterday noon, and it's already the next dawn now."

Mentioning this, Ronald couldn't help but chuckle:

"We didn't deliberately breach the contract."

"It was because dealing with that dust giant beast eroding the land, the time spent could not be avoided."

"What?!" Ronald spoke with a dejected tone, but Warner Son couldn't help but exclaim upon hearing it. That monster that destroyed Hamono was handled by this man before him?

The elderly Caster was somewhat incredulous:

"That monster, was really dealt with by you?"

Since it was his own doing, Ronald naturally nodded to acknowledge:

"Yes, it was we who handled it."

Warner Son's expression changed again and again.

In terms of outcome, Ronald's explanation made the elderly Caster change his mind.

After all, it was this young man who resolved the culprit that destroyed Hamono.