Kevin, Jeffrey, and the rest of the Magi rushed toward the location of the battle after hearing the sounds of fighting.

"Damn it!" Kevin, who was leading the group, cursed under his breath. "I told them not to directly engage with that bastard!"

Jeffrey, who was running beside him, remained silent. However, a middle-aged man from the Gracie Family couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, aren't you giving this Adam kid a little too much credit?"

The middle-aged man with graying hair had been with Kevin the longest time out of all of his subordinates. Hence, he naturally knew the youth's overly cautious nature.

But he still couldn't understand why his young master would gather more than thirty people just to deal with one boy. It was simply ridiculous to him.

Kevin turned to look at his subordinate and replied, his tone carrying a hint of respect, "Old Grayson, you might think I'm paranoid but this Adam is not as simple as he looks. Don't underestimate him."

Thinking back to when Adam was able to figure out that he was the one who sent assassins after him, Kevin realized that he was not as stupid and goofy as he made himself out to be.

"Are you still suspecting that Adam was the one that killed those two assassins?" Grayson asked dubiously.

Kevin simply nodded and didn't bother explaining further.

"Yeah right." Jeffrey scoffed.

Grayson, on the other hand, sighed. To him it was simply impossible for Adam, who was a Muscle Stage Magus at the time, to confront and kill the two assassins that were at the Organ Stage.

It couldn't be helped. After all, such fighting prowess was unheard of. The power gap between ranksminor or majorwas too great. So Grayson naturally thought that Adam must have gotten some help to defeat those assassins.

However, he didn't bring this topic up anymore. He knew exactly how temperamental his Young Master was. Besides, now it didn't matter anyway. With so many Magi gathered, it was only a matter of time before they killed Adam.

The group of thirty-plus Magi finally reached the boundary of the Great Swamp. But when they arrived there, they were stunned.

Two people were decapitated and one was pierced through the chest. While the last one, the only surviving member of the advance party, sat on the ground, trembling in fear.

"What the hell happened?!" Jeffrey blurted out as he saw the corpses of the three Magi.

The way they were killed sent shivers down his spine. He couldn't help but involuntarily gulp and have second thoughts about leaving this place.

Jeffrey was deeply afraid of Adam, to begin with. And now that he saw how these Magi were killed so viciously, he hoped that he could get out of this secret plane this instance. Even being surrounded by so many Magi didn't provide him any sense of security.

Not just him, even the rest of the people were stunned seeing the way the three Magi were killed. The fact that Adam was able to not only survive this group's ambush but also kill three of them and escape, truly shocked them.

Even Grayson who had been looking down on Adam all this while couldn't help but begin to take this youth seriously.

Kevin looked at the corpses of the three Magi and was overcome by fury. He didn't care that they died, but the fact that they allowed Adam to escape truly angered him.

His gaze then fell on the only surviving Magus, a youth from the Murphy Academy. This young man had handsome features and a mole under his right eye, however, right now his experience was pitiful and borderline disgusting.

This youth was so filled with terror that unbeknownst to him, he had already pissed his pants!

Kevin walked up to him while gritting his teeth in rage. Then, he raised his foot and kicked the youth in the face. "You waste of space!"

"Ugh!" The handsome youth grimaced in pain after being kicked.

He looked up at Kevin and pleaded as tears rolled down his eyes. "L-Lord Kevin! Please Please, forgive me! I couldn't"

"Shut your mouth, you trash!" Kevin was seething in anger.

He continued to kick the youth over and over again. Only when Grayson pulled him away did he stop. The middle-aged man looked at Kevin and pacified him. "Young Master, please calm down. Let me handle this."

"Hmph!" Kevin cast one last glance at the handsome youth and turned away. "Old Grayson, you deal with him."

Grayson nodded and then looked at the boy, not bothering to hide the disgust on his face. "You, tell me what happened."

"Y-Yes, my lord!" The youth nervously nodded and began recounting the details of the fight that had earlier transpired.

After hearing the details from the youth, everyone present had extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

The fact that Adam was able to set himself free from a restraining-type spell, dodge the joint attacks of four Magi, and then immediately counterstrike them, spoke volumes about his fighting prowess.

Grayson's face turned even more solemn. "You're saying with just his speed alone Adam was able to dodge all the spells?"

"Y-Yes, my lord!" The youth nodded, his eyes flashing with lingering fear. "That's what I saw, I swear it! The way he moved, it was almost as if he was a ghost!"

Grayson was silent for a while, but then his eyes narrowed. "He killed everyone else, but why didn't he kill you?"

The youth gulped nervously. "He fled as soon as he realized that you all were nearby. H-He didn't hesitate at all!"

So the kid has exceptional sensory abilities? Grayson's expression turned pensive. It's going to be difficult to get a hold of him if he can sense us approaching from a distance. But his detection area shouldn't be that big.

The middle-aged man turned around and walked back to Kevin. "Young Master, we need to expand our search perimeter and surround him from all sides if we wish to capture him."

"And we need to be quick," Kevin responded, agreeing with Grayson's advice.

He then turned to look at Curt and instructed, "Prepare the ritual and divine his whereabouts. Make haste!"

A few minutes later, everyone gathered around Curt who had finished carving a geometrical runic formation on the ground. At the center of the formation was a large ceramic bowl filled with water.

Curt sat cross-legged beside the bowl and then placed the arrow that was stained with Adam's blood inside it.

Then, after weaving a series of hand signs, a gust of cold wind blew through the area, making everyone's hair stand up on end. At once, they could feel a mysterious presence materialize over the runic formation.

Curt expended mana into the formation, following which the ripples were formed on the large bowl of water. Then, the blood-stained arrow started to rotate slowly and then quickly. A few minutes later, the arrow stopped rotating and pointed in one direction.

Everyone looked over in the direction the arrowhead was pointing toward and were instantly puzzled. It was because the arrow was pointing at a person!

"W-What's happening?" Curt was confused. "Did the divination fail?"

When Kevin followed the direction of the arrowhead and looked at the youth from the Murphy Academy whom Grayson had earlier interrogated, a terrifying possibility appeared in his mind.

However, it was already too late when he saw the youth look back at him and coldly smile.