"Excuse me. But we cannot let you past this…"
Ian spread his arms in order to stop the two from catching Riley, then frowned.
'His movements aren't so bad?'
The follower was nothing if not ordinary.
But the boy who named himself Aploc…
As the first son of Erenjium, his movements were quite special.
"Ho, not bad for an old man but…sadly it's 2-on-1."
Ian's hand which tried to grab his clothes, only grasped the air behind Aploc.
Ian's face was scrunched by the fact that he allowed Aploc to slip by.
'Young Master!'
Ian turned his head around.
Aploc was already approaching Riley with a grin.
He was just an arm's reach away.
"How dare you show your back!"
It was a dishonourable act for a noble.
From his aggressive tone, it seemed he was not fond of Riley's actions, and was looking to punish him dearly for it.
"For someone who doesn't have a shred of nobility in you…"
Aploc grabbed onto Riley clothes.
And…
"…?!"
He looked into Riley's face.
He annoyed of the fact that his clothes were caught.
The threatening face Riley was making had nothing backing it, not even mana. But it was enough for Aploc to hold his breath.
'What's this? This atmosphere?'
The leisurely atmosphere that was around Riley when he was apologising was gone.
In it's place was a chilling aura which made Aploc gasp.
"…I was trying to get by easily. Why this again."
Riley opened his mouth.
The moment Aploc's senses came back, his wrist was already in Riley's hand.
"You!"
Aploc struggled to release himself from the grip.
More accurately, tt was his instinct to escape from the chilling fear.
Run from here immediately.
That's what his body was telling him.
'What the, his strength is…'
Aploc began to use his mana.
The blue mana moved from his heart to his shoulder, form his shoulder to his forearm, into his wrist.
Now, all that was left was to swing his wrist.
"Kuk?!"
The wrist should have been free…after the swing.
But strangely, Riley's hand continued to grip on Aploc's wrist like a vice.
In fact, it was getting stronger to the point where the wrist felt like it was about to get crushed.
'What? What is this?'
It doesn't seem like he's using mana?
He has no problem in a contest of strength, even when I'm using mana.
Actually, he seemed like he was ahead.
Very far ahead.
"Y-Young Master?"
Ian and Aploc's follower stopped their skirmish and looked at what was happening here.
Glancing at Riley who had never looked like this before.