"Magic that can instantly sever the connection between a mage and their Magic Puppet..."

Hilia thought about it and felt terrified.

No wonder it’s called Divine Magic.

The young girl quickly said, "I understand, the mage’s own cultivation is the most important."

"Mm, it’s good that you know."

After a bit of chatting, the situation inside the tavern had already changed.

The dimensional reduction attack of the Magic Puppet against ordinary people quickly devastated the morale of the thugs.

Upon seeing that clubs and swords could not severely damage the Magic Puppets, while the enchanted blades of the Magic Puppets could easily cut through their flesh and bone, with every slash causing severe injury or even death, those remaining were filled with fear.

The blood that splattered out inadvertently got on their faces, and instinctively licking it, the metallic taste became the best kind of fear effect.

Numerous thugs scattered in every direction.

The entire tavern was in chaos.

The ordinary customers watching the scene, seeing Anarce kill anyone who stood in her way, hurriedly left, fearing they would be caught up in it.

The dancing girl on stage, who had been swaying her hips, had already fled in panic.

Amidst the chaos and trampling, only a few people advanced towards Anarce, blocking her path.

A man with flame burn scars on his face looked vigilantly at the paused Magic Puppets, then turned to Anarce: "Who are you? Why did you barge into the Warm Tavern and start killing? Don’t you know this is Mr. Winter’s territory? He’s a Tier Three Sword Master, you’re slapping him in the face!"

"Are you also from the Flame Sun Association?" Anarce did not answer, but countered with a question.

"Do you have any issue with the Flame Sun Association?" another person asked.

"Is it yes or no?"

"Correct, we are from the Flame Sun Association, we advise you to stop at once, or we will show you that mages are not invincible."

Anarce looked at the people lying down and suddenly laughed: "I’ve come to this point, and you still have this kind of thought? It’s not impossible."

She focused on one person, "Hand over the heads of Dokara, Lawson, Marshall, and Masaka, and I can pause my actions."

The person she stared at froze for a moment, stepped forward, as if remembering something, and widened their eyes.

"You’re, you’re that girl who escaped a year ago?"

"Masaka, how nice, you’re here, I don’t have to go through the trouble of finding you."

The paused Magic Puppet raised its blade again.

Masaka’s expression changed, "We can’t let it get close, she’s a lunatic, handing me over won’t work, she’ll still kill all of us!"

However, the others had already taken a step back.

A voice reached Masaka’s ears:

"Masaka, this seems to be your enemy, you should stop her yourself."

"Right, Masaka, none of us brought Magic Puppets, you hold her back first, we’ll help you when our Magic Puppets arrive."

What they said was not wrong, their Magic Puppets were at home, and the home was not far from here, so it wouldn’t be long before the Magic Puppets could arrive.

That’s generally how it is.

But Masaka, being irritated, backed off, "Why haven’t they arrived yet? Usually, they come pretty fast."

The others were stunned for a moment, then quickly sensed where their Magic Puppets were.

Subsequently, their expressions also changed.

"Why isn’t my Magic Puppet moving?"

"My Magic Puppet isn’t moving either."

"I need to go check!"

"Me too!"

Seeing that the people who had been standing together were already fleeing, Masaka suddenly shouted in anger, "Bastards, how can you leave me and run, wait for me!"

"Trying to leave?"

Anarce’s voice, like a demon, reached Masaka’s ears.

The Magic Puppet had already approached him, a blade stabbing into his calf.

The girl’s eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty glow.

She licked her lips, slowly moved closer, while controlling the Magic Puppet to slice open all the flesh on Masaka’s calf along the bone.

"How you treated my father back then, I want you to pay back tenfold now!"

...

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hilia clapped her hands in front of several immobilized Magic Puppets.

"These troublesome guys, don’t join the fun, just stay here."

Saying that, Hilia looked in the direction of the tavern: "Their owners should be coming by now, right?"

"They’ve already arrived," Rose said.

As soon as the words were spoken, Hilia saw five people rush out of the tavern and then run in this direction.

The five of them paused when they saw Hilia, then looked at the five Magic Puppets piled up like metal scrap in the corner, showing expressions of shock.

They all recognized that these were their Magic Puppets.

"Who are you? Why did you break our Magic Puppets?"

Hilia righteously said, "These are your Magic Puppets? Great, I finally found the right ones."

The five of them exchanged glances, not daring to act rashly.

Because all their combat power was in Hilia’s hands.

Without their Magic Puppets, they were only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

And the opponent being able to imprison the Magic Puppets, no matter how you think about it, it’s not something we can handle.

Probably need the president to come?

The group thought.

"Your Magic Puppets were rampaging in the street just now, causing people to get hurt, and even after they were injured, they didn’t stop, it’s a hit-and-run, fortunately, I was passing by and detained all of them," Hilia said.

"Wha-What?"

The five were dumbfounded on the spot.

Someone blurted out: "Aren’t you an accomplice of that person?"

"What accomplice?" Hilia tilted her head, blinking.

"N-Nothing." The other party quickly shut up.

Just not an accomplice, just not an accomplice.

Everyone could see the relief in each other’s eyes.

A mage said amicably: "We don’t know who you are, our Magic Puppets offended you, we’re really sorry, please forgive us, we won’t do such things in the future."

"Is an apology all there is?" Hilia put her hands on her hips.

While internally, she asked Rose nervously: "Rose sir, do I really have to do this? Why do I feel like I’m... robbing?"

"Correct... well, not exactly, you’re maintaining order, as the Holy Court’s representative, you have the authority to punish those with illegal actions," Rose instigated Hilia: "For example, these five Magic Puppets, rampaging by relying on their mage status and the special nature of Magic Puppets, disregarding traffic rules, should be severely punished as an example."

"Well... How much should the fine be?"

"10 Gold Coins each?"

"10... 10 Gold Coins? They probably don’t have that, right?"

Although doubtful, on the surface, Hilia remained righteous and said, "If apologies worked, what would we need Law Enforcement Knights for? Your actions are very serious, suspected of gathering Magic Puppets for racing, should be severely punished as an example!

"On behalf of the Holy Court... also Mr. Winter, I hereby impose a penalty of 10 Gold Coins per person on you, after paying the fine, you can take your Magic Puppets."

"10 Gold Coins?"

The crowd gasped.

"Are you... meowing robbing us?"

Having said the words, Hilia no longer felt psychological pressure.

She leisurely played with the parts dismantled from the Magic Puppets.

"You don’t have to pay."