The moment Adam saw this man slapping away the plate of food in his hand, immense anger started to bubble up inside him.
He disliked food being wasted.
The youth glanced at Morden with cold and indifferent eyes. As he got to his feet, he released his aura at the Magi of the Gracie Family. The hems of his clothes fluttered intensely as his body started emanating deep bloodlust.
For every day since the past two months, Adam had been battling the enemies day in and day out. This had resulted in his killing intent becoming so strong that it was enough to suffocate others.
The youth's killing intent, bloodlust, determination, and willpower combined to form what was known as aura.
Moreover, this subtle field of energy had a hue of crimson in it, indicating the violence and bloodbath the youth had gone through.
Adam's aura was like a giant tidal wave that overwhelmed them immediately, especially Morden who was standing the closest to him.
The Magi of the Gracie Family had this terrifying feeling that they were standing in front of a primal beast and not a human being.
Morden couldn't help but involuntarily take a step back, his back drenched in cold sweat. W-What is this feeling?! This kid… is he really only a Mana Foundation Magus?!
However, upon realizing that he had subconsciously cowered in front of Adam, who wasn't even half his age, he was enraged. Moreover, this happened right in front of his son as well as his subordinates.
To say that he was embarrassed would be a major understatement.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and took a step forward, forcibly enduring the murderous aura that Adam was radiating.
He clenched his fists and roared again, hoping his loud voice would be enough to drown out the embarrassment.
"What did you just say, you bastard?!"
"Are you deaf?" Adam took another step forward. Now, he was standing less than a foot away from Morden, looking down at him with unbridled killing intent.
Morden couldn't help but nervously gulp, his eyes quivering.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})When he looked into the youth's abyss-like eyes, he saw such a level of indifference that he couldn't help but give birth to feelings of inferiority.
If it were any other person, facing such unrestrained killing intent, they would have already drawn their weapons and inadvertently assaulted Adam. However, Morden had experienced a lot in life and could keep his emotions in check.
But the same couldn't be said about his subordinates.
The moment Adam had taken a step toward Morden, the Magi of the Gracie Family had already brandished their weapons and aimed them at the youth.
"You filthy commoner!"
"How dare you display hostility toward Lord Morden?!"
"Do you know who we are?!"
"Do you wish to die, boy?!"
One after another, the Magi of the Gracie Family started hurling insults and accusations at the youth. Although they were saying such bold words, their hands were, in fact, trembling.
Adam turned to look at all these Magi and his lips curled up into a cold smirk. "Me displaying hostility?"
He paused for a moment, then sneered, "But it is you who is pointing your swords at me."
The following moment, the sound of rushed footsteps could be heard and before they knew it, Kevin and the Gracie Family Magi were suddenly surrounded by a large group of people.
"Adam, is there a problem?" The crowd parted and Elton slowly made his way toward the youth. Although he was talking to the youth, his cold gaze was set on the people from the Gracie Family.
"Oh, Elton, it's you." Adam waved his hand at the newcomer. The next moment, he shrugged, heaving a dramatic sigh.
"What can I say, my friend? I was eating freshly skewered meat, minding my own business, but suddenly these pests came out of nowhere and started pointing their swords at me."
The youth looked up at the sky and muttered in grievance, "Ah, such injustice in this world."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})When Morden saw the number of Magi that had gathered around them, all looking at him with unkindness, he knew things had gone terribly wrong.
Moreover, when he saw the insignia on the cloaks of some of these Magi who were standing right beside Adam, he was stunned.
Roy Family!
And the next moment, he thought of another thing that shocked him even more. Did this bastard just say… 'my friend'?
The people that had gathered around Adam were all brave Magi who had survived the Battle of Stardale. When they saw someone was confronting the youth, naturally they came as quickly as possible to back him.
After all, the Magi from Stardale were very grateful to Adam and deeply admired him.
When Elton heard Adam's words, his lips twitched. He had first-hand experience with how the youth could get under someone's skin and at the same time rile the crowd.
But it could not be ignored that the Magi of the Gracie Family were indeed pointing their weapons at Adam.
Elton glanced at them coldly. He then observed the insignia on these Magi's cloaks and instantly scoffed. "So it's the Gracie Family. I was wondering who would be so unscrupulous as to point their swords at an ally."
"Lower your weapons!" Morden screamed at his subordinates. "Have you all lost your mind?!"
His subordinates sheathed their weapons and immediately knelt on the ground, asking for forgiveness. Elton angrily harrumphed at them.
He then glanced at Elton and sincerely bowed with his right hand over his chest. "It's just a minor squabble. Nothing too serious. Please forgive them."
The Roy Family could be considered a top-tier Magus Family in the Southern Federation. They were an existence that not even the Gracie Family could compare to.
After all, the Roy Family had more than one Rank 2 Magi in their ranks.
That is why Morden had to show the utmost respect when dealing with them. Not to mention, this whole mess with Adam was his subordinates' fault to begin with.
Elton sneered in contempt, "A minor squabble, you say?"
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})He was well aware of the Gracie Family's reputation. Although they called themselves Magi of the righteous faction, some of their actions weren't too different from those of the dark faction.
"What do you say, Adam?" Elton glanced at the youth. "Was it a minor squabble?"
Adam deeply gazed at Morden who was looking back at him coldly. After a long time, an amicable smile crept up on the youth's lips as he nodded.
"Of course. This is nothing." He waved his hand nonchalantly. "We're in the middle of a war, everyone's quite on edge. I don't blame these guys."
This kid… Morden intently looked at the youth, slightly stunned by his reply.
"Alright then, there's nothing else to see here." Elton nodded and then started instructing the Magi who had gathered to watch the drama. "Everyone, get back to your stations!"
The Gracie Family also turned around and started to leave, but suddenly Adam called out to them.
"Aren't you forgetting something?"
Morden turned around to look at him. He asked coldly, "What do you want?"
Adam replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You ruined my dinner. Do you think meat grows on trees? Compensate me."
The Gracie Family Magi were speechless.
"A-Are you serious?" Morden asked incredulously.
"Does it look like I'm joking?" Adam flatly replied.
In the end, Morden had to buy another plate of skewered meat and hand it to the youth before leaving with Kevin and his subordinates.
Adam glanced at Morden's and Kevin's departing backs, his lips slowly curling up into a cold and devious smile.
Giving you a taste of life today.
Only to snatch it away tomorrow.
