The nine thousand gold iou

Rhea twisted Aldric's wrist hard.

Before he could even cry out in pain, she yanked him forward and drove her knee straight into his stomach, forcing all the air from his lungs.

His mouth opened, but no sound came out.

Immediately afterward, Rhea grabbed Aldric by the collar and threw him through the door of the room beside them.

Crash!

The wooden door exploded apart.

Aldric's body slammed into a long table, sending documents and ink bottles crashing across the floor.

Everyone nearby immediately stepped back.

Aldric pushed himself up, his face twisted with pain.

"Rhea!"

He pulled out his wand, and scorching mana immediately gathered around its tip.

A Fireball formed.

The temperature inside the room rapidly began to rise.

Rhea did not draw her sword.

She simply picked up a piece of broken wood from the floor and threw it.