"You promised to help him, but you broke your promise."

Adele, now in her tree-like form, stood frozen in place, two voices whispering in her mind. No one noticed the commotion around her.

"Little girl, if I had the chance, I would definitely go up there, but you don't even know how crazy those guys are. If I join them, I'm afraid they'll beat the dog brains out. It's better to stay here and wait and see."

"I don't care, you promised me."

"I... Ahhh!!! You crazy girl, can't you be a little more mindful of the occasion?"

The moment she finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to look at them.

They had all heard the girl's screams and were curious as to who else, besides those lunatics, would make a move at that moment.

But when they saw the girl standing alone in the corner...

They were all slightly taken aback, then involuntarily shifted their gaze elsewhere, unwilling to look this way anymore.

It's not that they found the girl's appearance hard to look at; after all, as wizards, they had seen all sorts of strange and unusual things. Among them, a tree person was already considered quite beautiful.

Upon seeing the girl's appearance, they immediately connected her with Vassim, who was currently engaged in battle:

"Is this guy a lunatic too?"

Everyone had the same thought in mind, which is why they looked away:

I simply don't want to get entangled with this kind of guy.

Seeing this, Adele ignored the strange looks from these people, only breathing heavily, her eyes fierce as she stared at Ron in the center of the battlefield, muttering under her breath:

"You better pray you don't fall into my hands again, or I'll show you what true... ahhh!!!"

"You are not allowed to say that, and you are even less allowed to think that."

Hearing the girl's voice in her mind, Adele's expression grew increasingly ferocious:

"You two...you're both crazy! Mad dogs! Aaaaah!"

As she shouted, she charged toward the four people in the center of the battlefield, a long spear made entirely of vines and wood appearing in her hand.

"Die!"

"Another lunatic."

Seeing the girl acting as if she had lost her mind, and hearing the inexplicable words coming from her mouth, everyone's faces showed an expression of "I knew it."

Ron, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the three opponents, paused slightly upon hearing the voice beside him. His previously murderous actions were momentarily stunned, and a look of bewilderment appeared in his fiery red bird eyes.

Turning my head towards the direction from which the sound came, I saw a figure as tall as a towering tree rushing towards me.

He wielded the dark green spear with great force.

"Adele?"

A question arose in his mind: why was the other person charging towards him with a weapon?

In that brief moment of hesitation, the remaining three seized the opportunity.

Fists, greatswords, and venomous fangs all converged on him.

A sharp pain instantly spread throughout Ron's body, bringing him back to his senses and causing him to refocus his attention on the people in front of him.

A fierce glint, like that of a wild beast, appeared in his eyes.

He then continued fighting the group without saying a word, but this time his movements were even more ruthless and vicious. By abandoning his defense, he turned the tide of the battle once again.

Just as the four were fighting more fiercely, a dark green light, like a shooting star streaking across the night, passed through them.

It struck Erend, who was directly opposite Ron.

He and his warhorse flew backward like candles in the wind, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Only after flying a considerable distance and crashing to the ground did he clutch his chest and abdomen, and manage to speak with difficulty:

"You! Despicable..."

But before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Adele's gentle voice:

"What do you mean, 'you'?"

"I……"

"What do you mean, 'me'?"

"Pfft... Damn woman!"

Upon hearing this, Adele's delicate eyebrows arched slightly, a cold smile playing on her lips. The spear that had been embedded in Elend's chest reappeared in her hand.

"Would you like to think again about what you just said?"

Looking at the spear in the opponent's hand, which was clearly made of wood, yet gleamed with a cold light in the darkness.

Elend wisely shut his mouth and didn't dare to say anything more.

Seeing this, Adele nodded in satisfaction.

Then, taking advantage of everyone's stunned silence, she suddenly swung the spear in her hand at the other person again. Everyone stared in disbelief at the girl's sudden action.

It seemed they hadn't expected her to do that.

Even Erend, who was slumped on the ground not far away, had a blank expression on his face, completely unexpected that the guy opposite him would be so shameless.

"You... pfft!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth. He glanced at the trembling spear tip on his chest, his hand shaking as he pointed at the girl opposite him who was preparing to deliver another shot, his eyes filled with rage.

Then, with a loud "boom".

A third spear followed, from the same spot, with the same force.

Eren was struck by the blow, his head lolled to the side, and he lost consciousness.

Ron and the others first glanced at Elend, who lay motionless on the ground, then looked at Adele, who seemed indifferent, and the same thought crossed their minds:

"How shameless!"

The Wizarding World, the Tower of the Red Moon.

All the official wizards, watching the images transmitted on the screen, subtly glanced at Felix, who stood beside them with a gloomy expression.

"Why are you all looking at me? Can't you see that my granddaughter's body is being controlled by that native?"

Feeling the gazes fixed on him, Felix's already gloomy face became even more unsightly. No longer caring about offending anyone, he directly questioned everyone in an angry tone.

Upon hearing this, the others simply smiled and didn't take it to heart.

After all, they lost a beloved granddaughter, so it's understandable that they're upset.

Although they had just witnessed that the old man's granddaughter had fired those spears herself, there was no need to say it aloud.

It's fine to keep it to yourself; it wouldn't be good to say it out loud and offend the old man.

However, there were still a few people present who dared to speak the truth, such as Felix's old nemesis, the wizard Salin.

Originally, she didn't want to comment on this matter, but after hearing what the other person said, and recalling her own experiences of being deceived by sweet talk when she was young, she couldn't help but become sarcastic:

"Hey, Mr. Felix, why do I feel like the moves that native used to control your granddaughter's body just now are a bit similar to the [Thorn Spear] sorcery I saw you use before? Or am I mistaken? That shouldn't be the case, right?"

"Hahaha……"

Upon hearing this, everyone present chuckled softly.

My mood, which had been affected by that previous incident, immediately improved a bit.

Only Felix, frustrated, scratched his neatly combed white hair and muttered to himself:

"This is incredibly embarrassing..."

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