"Who dares cause trouble in the city of Brindel?"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked and looked up at the sky.
A burly, tall man dressed in a black and red robe appeared, his arms folded across his chest.
He had a cold, fierce, and stern face that made anyone who looked at him tremble with fear.
The man slowly descended and stood between Merlin and one of Lucius's subordinates, the one who had tried to attack him earlier.
"What's going on here? Why are you all gathered like you're watching a circus?" he asked coldly, his sharp gaze sweeping over the crowd.
Everyone swallowed hard and quickly lowered their heads.
His presence was so intimidating that none of them dared to meet his eyes.
"Professor, you came just in time!" Lucius's delighted voice rang out as he slowly stood up and pointed angrily at Merlin. "That guy hit me so hard that I'm injured! Please punish him!"
He clutched his stomach, wearing a fake expression of pain as if he were suffering terribly.
