Rematch

“Alright, alright!” Richard returned the warm embrace before pushing him away.

The brute took a few steps back before looking over him from top to bottom in confusion, “You already became a grand mage? When did this happen… Wait, does that mean you can beat me now?”

While Richard had spent three years in the Land of Dusk, four years had already passed in Faelor. Gangdor had become a saint two years ago, his saint ability being an enhanced version of Gaia’s Force. The brute could now boost his strength and defence during battle; a simple ability, but a practical one.

“You want to compete with Master?” a clear voice interjected, “You can’t even beat me.”

Gangdor subconsciously clenched his buttocks...