Chapter 66 Waste of resources
The man behind Timon had a worried look. He stepped forward and whisper in his ears "Young master, I think you should not fight him. He might be dangerous."
He was being cautious based on his gut feeling and didn't want his young master to lose face but he was also worried as he knew that Timon was way too arrogant for his own good. And as he expected Timon snapped "Do you think I can't beat him? He is just a trash in my eyes." After saying his piece he walked toward the arena after giving Max a cold smile.
Max also had a sly smirk on his face as walked behind him. He would let this fool know his place evn if he was a Count's son.
The man shook his head after Timon didn't heed his advice and walked toward the arena with other guards in case something bad happened. He was determined to interfere if his gut feeling turned out to be true.
Both Max and Timon stood in the arena facing each other. Spectators were excited to watch a battle between two high profiled people.
Timon looked at him and said arrogantly "You can attack first or you might not get the chance after I start attacking."
Max didn't get angry and calming said "If that's the case, I will gladly make my move. Defend yourself well if don't want to get heavily injured."
After saying this, Max streched his body and clenched his fist making crackling noise.
"Why would I bother defending against someone like.... Ughh!" Timon mocked, hearing Max's warning but his sentence was cut short when he suddenly felt sharp pain in his abdomen and spit out a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying.
"Young master!" Timon's guards shouted and the man who warned him against fighting Max jumped up and caught him mid air preventing him from crashing on the hard floor of the arena.
Spectators burst out him loud chatter.
"Our young master is the best."
"How boastful was he? Even though you are a Count's son, you can't stand your ground against someone from this 'shitty' town. How shameful!"
"Tch, Tch, What a waste of resources. If I was given all the resources he has wasted till now, I would have become at least a two star mage."
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Needless to say, all the people were from Claymore town and they witnessed him look down on their homeland. How can they not laugh at his plight. They didn't hold back spoke loudly so that he could hear them. Too bad he wasn't in condition to pay attention to them.
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Max stood where Timon previously was, with his fist outstretched. "Tch, I warned you beforehand." Max murmured in a cold voice but he was bit surprised by his physical strength a bit.
After he warned Timon to defend himself, He closed the gap between them in an instant with his speed and punched with all his strength and making him spit out blood and sending him flying.
'No, that's not the case.' Max shook his head.
'Although this guy has already become a one star mage, his physical defence is only comparable to an ordinary person. And with my physical strength that is almost two times a normal person's limit, it is normal that he, who didn't even bother to defend himself would get smashed with a single punch.' Max deduced.
After all, he knew his strength best. If he had physical strength to send any one star mage flying with a single punch then he would have damaged Mina's earth golems but when he tried it previously, all he could do was damage his fist bones. Mina laughed at him that time for his reckless act.
He clearly remember her saying "Although you have become a two star mage, your physical strength doesn't increase without especially training for it. And my golems have hard enough defence that even a normal three star mage who has not cultivated his strength can't do much damage without using his or her mana."
"At least it's enough to not make me waste my mana on this type of clowns." He shook his head and with his hands behind his back he walked toward Timon who was being treated by his guards.
"Tsk, Tsk, Young master Timon, I told you to defend yourself well but didn't heed my warning." Max gave another blow to Timon who was struggling to stay conscious.
"Y-You, you dare..."Timon glared at Max and fainted from anger. He didn't expect Max to have become so strong even though he was nothing but trash a few months ago. Before coming to the Claymore town, he knew that Max had somehow become able to utilise mana and cultivate.
Therefore, he has been expecting him to cast some spell but Max directly went to attack him physically, making him fall to this pathetic state. He could not endure this humiliation and on top of the He dared to mock him further. How can he who never experienced slight in his life endure this? Therefore he directly fainted from humiliation and anger.
The man who seemed be the leader of his guards picked him up and gave a deep look before bowing slightly to Max "Young master Max, It seems young master Timon has got internal injuries. Although I have given him a healing potion, he still needs to rest. We were going to Lord Viscount's manor before stumbling into you. Please excuse us."
Max was startled by his words. Why would Count's people come to their manor? He was intrigued by this, therefore he waved his hand and said "It's fine, I'm also going back home. Let me guide your way."
The guard nodded and summoned their chariot and horses. Unconscious Timon, The head guard and Max sat in the chariot while rest of the guards rode the horses and proceeded towards Viscount manor.
They reached the manor in a few minutes. Max tried asking the head guard the reason of their visit and found out that it was related to the beast tide and Only Timon knew why they came here.
This made him curious about the Count's intention. 'What is he planning? does he want to harm my family by some scheme?' Max mused.
