"At least he is not dead."
Boom!
The moment these words left Armand's mouth, Lily, Emily, and Sera's mana flared, and they rushed at him, murder in their eyes.
Arman frowned, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.
The woman beside Armand helplessly sighed as she gave him a side-eyed look, "You really don't know how to speak. No wonder you have no luck getting women."
Her words made Armand frown.
Max facing fifteen peak Five Star mages while being an early-stage Four Star mage himself had impressed him, and the fact that the demon emperors considered him a big enough threat to break the rules to kill him made him admire him.
He had already forgotten about the little faceoff he had with him earlier and truly felt pity for him.
His earlier words were meant to console his women because, in his opinion, they should be more relieved than sad since he survived an emperor rank expert's attack, which, for a low realmed mage like him, was no easy feat by any means.
Swoosh!
