Half an hour later.
"Stop, stop! Let's call it a day!"
Losa sat on the ground, panting heavily.
The previously inflated mindset was immediately deflated back to its original state.
"Hans, honestly, how much of your strength were you using just now?"
Hans considered for a moment and replied, "At least eighty percent."
Losa was taken aback: "So it's around sixty percent, not bad."
Hans left him some face, so he couldn't take it too seriously.
Even though, in terms of spiritual power and blood magic proficiency, Losa was already qualified to serve as a Four-Star mage's attendant, along with his other advantages.
He should be barely equivalent to the Five-Star disgrace Hans, without upgrading and without using werewolf transformation.
But the problem lies in that it's without Hans upgrading.
He currently had no lack of money, so for Hans, his long-time attendant, he was not stingy with wealth, upgrading him directly to level thirty.
