"Cough cough cough—"
After Costate let go, the old man started with a violent coughing fit.
He appeared to be in pain, then prepared to speak.
But just before the old man could get a word out, Ronald spoke first:
"Using a cough to mask spellcasting is quite clever."
"But forgive me for being blunt, let's not bother with such things. If I truly intended to take your life, you absolutely wouldn't have a chance to resist."
"..."
The old man widened his eyes in disbelief.
He was confident that his spellcasting technique was seamless, a fact that had been verified numerous times before.
Yet, in the eyes of this young man before him, it was seen through at a glance.
This not only required frightening observational skills but also a supreme level of magic power sensory perception.
First, it was a spell to reverse time, and now, this terrifying observation skill.
Did he just impulsively run into such an absurd situation?
The old man instinctively glanced at Costate beside him.
