Nilus laughed. The spell that had confused and damaged the Anatolian army was his, and he was laughing at the panicked enemies.
Uh… what kind of grade-schooler is this…?
Looking at Nilus laughing, Kwak-Jung thought that this kid might actually be an 80-year-old man.
The way that this young boy laughed seemed quite akin to that of an old man.
Noticing Kwak-Jung’s gaze, Nilus’ face stiffened.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Huh? Why, you mad?”
Kwak-Jung didn’t stop staring at Nilus.
“Oh? Look at you.”
Nilus also looked back at Kwak-Jung as if he were annoyed.
The two of them fought whenever they looked at each other.
Kwak-Jung thought that Nilus was insane for pretending to be an old man, while Nilus was angry at Kwak-Jung for not believing in his words.
“You rude bastard… why are you speaking to me like that? Hmph! Young men these days really don’t know to respect their elders. Hmph! I need to die of old age right now, I can’t stand this…”
Nilus stroked his ‘invisible’ beard, and stared at Kwak-Jung.
“Ha… you young bastard.”
Not losing against this, Kwak-Jung stared back at Nilus.
“Ha, I didn’t think that I would ever see something like this. A little...