End of the Harbor raid

Bivol’s large hand opened the Container before anyone had a chance to stop him.

Clunk! Psssh!

Accompanied by the sound of metal, a milky chill flowed out from the slightly opened gap.

It was a chill one might feel when reaching into the ice cream section of a Convenience Store.

Max reflexively deployed a Shield.

It was a simple magic, but his head throbbed.

Max frowned in extreme fatigue and snapped at Bivol.

“Hey, it’s a problem if you just open it as you please. You should get consent for this kind of action.”

“Hahaha! It’s something I already discussed with the Association, so don’t worry!”

“What?”...