Watching Count Leipzig suddenly quiet down, Adolf slightly paused with his magic wand and repaired the window once again.
"...Using earth mana to cast a winter celestial spell is still a bit too forced, isn't it."
Adolf's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
It froze so slowly... If it had been a petrification spell, Count Leipzig would have turned into stone in an instant.
The old man commanded: "Move it away, take it upstairs."
Following his command, many undead appeared behind him, playfully acknowledging his order, and frolicked carelessly out of the old man's sight.
At this moment, the elderly figure in a black robe suddenly looked towards a corner.
There, astride a phantom steed, Aleister, whose skin had turned noticeably paler, gradually came into view.
Right now, she was using Beyard's body—she was paying life force on behalf of Lily and Selene, and compared to Aleister herself, Beyard's adult body contained much more vigorous blood qi.
