"I'm sorry, Your Highness Jaina!

But this time, can you let me come!"

Sean put his hands in the pockets of his bib shorts and slowly turned his head, with a disobedient and brilliant smile on his thin face.

Maybe it was the fat man's remarks about mixed blood that angered him, or maybe it was because like little Sylvie, he had half-elf blood.

At this moment, Sean was really angry!

Nodding slightly, Jaina's breath gradually calmed down.

After understanding Sean's mood, she did not stop him.

"Mixed race...why do we have to discriminate against mixed race?"

He looked at the fat man who was obviously in a state of shock, with a cold smile in his eyes.

"The offspring of the union of two excellent races...

Almost inheriting all the advantages of the two races...

But he was rejected by everyone..."

He murmured and slowly walked towards the fat man. The magic energy of the senior magician was constantly entangled outside the body...

“Whipping…torture…even mind control…

You enslave half-bloods... just because of jealousy...

And jealousy is the most base and shameless thought that human beings cannot abandon!"

Sean stopped, but his eyes had turned red.

"This... this child... is a magician!"

Feeling the aura on Sean's body, the fat man finally panicked...

"Block...stop him! Block him for me!"

He screamed and retreated repeatedly. Sean's aura of a senior magician and strong murderous intent made him not even think about resisting...

As he screamed, the junior warriors who were still stunned and didn't know what was happening hurriedly moved closer to him.

"ugly……

Is this the aristocratic bloodline you think you have?

The glory of a pure-bred advanced human being that we are proud of?

Don’t you even have the courage to face me head-on?”

Sean smiled brightly, his eyes curved into crescent shapes, revealing a set of neat teeth...

And with his smile...

"Whoosh..."

A ray of red light flashed across a space of more than ten meters and disappeared...

"The vampire's... shadow killing technique... this... how is this..."

The fat man looked at his chest in horror, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets...

No pain, no blood...

But there was a chill in my body...

The boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old was already standing in front of him. His slender and thin arms were raised high, and half of his arms were deeply inserted into his chest...

The fat man stared, but his vision was blurred. His mouth opened wide, and his saliva flowed down uncontrollably...

He wanted to escape, to push away the murderous young man in front of him...

But an icy chill and constant fatigue made him unable to lift a finger...

"I'm sorry, but... I'm also a mixed race!"

With a calm and gentle tone, Sean slowly pulled out the right hand that had penetrated the fat man's chest.

"Pfft..."

The red blood spurted out along with a burst of hot air, dyeing Sean's face red...

"Plop...Plop..."

With calm eyes, he stared at the beating heart in his hand, which was bigger than his own hand...

"Even a dirty and despicable soul like yours still has a bright red heart...

Fate is always so unfair!"

Sean seemed to be just sighing, but as his words ended...

"Bang..."

The huge force crushed the heart that was throwing heat into pieces, and the warm blood mixed with the broken pieces of flesh slowly flowed down the fingers to the ground...

"you……"

The fat man looked at this scene in horror, and shouted out like a flashback, his facial features twisted together ferociously.

Witnessed his heart being dug out and crushed in front of him...

"You...will die...soon...

Lord Zuo En... is in the forest... he will get you all..."

His widened eyes were full of unwillingness, but his bloated and heavy body slowly fell down...

This nobleman from the Klea Alliance, a well-known slave trader, died in the hands of a child without even naming him...

Jaina and Feile watched everything happening in front of them calmly.

But everyone guessed something from Sean's violent actions and words...

As a bloodthirsty person, the rarest mixed-race race on the continent, his one hundred and fifty years must not have been easy...

Little Sylvie leaned quietly on Gianna's chest and looked at the fat man's body indifferently, with no joy in her eyes...

Fatty's death had little impact on her.

She never seemed to have thought about killing this human trafficker...

Even though he tortured himself in every possible way and killed his village and companions, which made little Sylvie deeply disgusted and hated, little Sylvie still never thought of killing him...

"It's all over...you...don't have to be afraid anymore!"

Gianna gently rubbed her little head, and the suffocation in her heart dissipated a little with Sean's action.

But as the fat man's body went limp, the group of warriors he brought suddenly became restless.

"The Baron...is dead!"

"Kill... kill him... otherwise Master Zuo En will not spare us!"

"Come together and kill him!"

The scene just happened so suddenly that everyone was stunned...

His master died, right in front of him...

The group of warriors who reacted raised their weapons one after another!

…

But forty junior warriors, in front of Sean...

Even though he only has the strength of a high-level magician now, Jaina still doesn't look worried at all.

Moreover, as accomplices, these people were even more hateful than the fat man who was the mastermind, so Jaina and Feile just looked on coldly.

But while Gianna was watching on the sidelines, waiting for Sean to quickly deal with these human traffickers so that he could leave as soon as possible...

Sean had a grimace on his face and looked at her eagerly...

"Your Highness...if it's not troublesome, please help me again~"

He suddenly turned his head stiffly and smiled awkwardly.

But the long swords in the hands of those junior warriors had already pierced straight through...

"Pfft..."

Three or four fine steel swords went straight through his body. Sean's face turned pale, but he still had that awkward smile on his face and looked pitifully in the direction of Jaina...

"Please, your beautiful Highness!

This hurts...

I actually...

Fainting with blood..."

With that awkward smile and these meaningful words, Sean's thin body fell straight to the ground, and lay next to the fat man...

…

"Hurry... Feile!"

After roughly understanding it, the corners of Jaina's mouth twitched unnaturally a few times, and then she called out anxiously.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Feile, who also understood what happened, rushed forward with a gloomy expression.

The magic energy at the level of a great magician surged crazily, and nearly a hundred fist-sized fireballs flew out like a wave...

The team consisting only of junior warriors suddenly heard the sound of ghosts crying and howling...
Chapter completed!