All-around teacher at the magic academy

Chapter 172 Battle for Supremacy

"In that case, you should return the cat."

Liz's voice held a hint of reluctance, but she knew it was the right choice. She gently took the black cat from her arms and handed it to Rhine, who was standing opposite her.

Rhine reached out, intending to take the soft little creature, but before his hand could even touch the cat's fur, it was intercepted by a sudden hand.

The hand moved with such speed that Rhine didn't even get a clear look at the robber's face.

He watched helplessly as the figure snatched the cat away from him with swift and brutal movements, even knocking Liz to the ground after succeeding.

Rhine's mind went blank; he hadn't expected such a turn of events to happen at this critical juncture.

He rushed forward and helped Liss up from the ground, his face full of concern: "Are you alright, Liss? Are you hurt?"

Rhine's gaze swept quickly over Liss, confirming that she was not seriously injured.

"It's alright, it's alright, cat..."

Liz said immediately, her eyes revealing anxiety and disappointment.

Rhine then realized that his cat had been stolen!

He quickly looked around, but the area was bustling with people, and he couldn't see any suspicious figures at all.

The person who stole the cat seemed to have vanished into thin air, without a trace.

"What should we do?" Liz's voice was filled with anxiety, her brows furrowed, clearly at a loss for what to do with the sudden turn of events.

"It's alright, I have a way. You can go back first."

Rhine tried to keep his voice calm as he attempted to reassure Liz and tell her not to worry too much.

“I want to go with you.” Liz mustered her courage, her eyes shining with determination. She didn’t want to leave Rhine at this time.

"No, it's too dangerous. I'd better go by myself."

Rhine shook his head firmly. He didn't know what had happened and didn't want Liz to get involved.

Liz tried to struggle a little more; her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but when she saw Rhine's resolute gaze, she swallowed her words. She knew Rhine's decision was for her own good.

"Then be careful."

Liz's voice trembled slightly as she stared intently at Rhine, as if trying to etch his image into her mind.

"Don't worry." Rein gave a reassuring gesture, a slight smile playing on his lips, trying to put Liss at ease. Then, he turned and left, his steps firm and swift.

As Liz watched his departing figure, her heart was filled with worry and reluctance.

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Rhine went to a secluded corner, still unable to calm down.

He took a deep breath, concentrated, and quickly drew a magic circle with both hands, summoning back the original spirit.

The elf's figure gradually became clearer in the air, flapping its wings and flying before him. Following the elf's guidance, Rhine sprang into action once more.

His heart was filled with rage. To dare snatch those 10 rubles from his hand was the first time he had encountered such a bold act, and to him, it was an unforgivable insult. His fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

He was furious and secretly vowed that once he saw the other person, he would teach him a lesson, not only to vent his anger but also to uphold his dignity.

He wants to defeat his opponent and then snatch the cat back.

No, it's not so much that we snatched it back, but rather that we found it, since we found the cat ourselves in the first place.

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On the other side, a short-haired young man stopped panting in a secluded courtyard. His heart was pounding and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He nervously looked around to make sure no one was following him, then breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had escaped a disaster.

He recalled that in order to find the cat, he searched the entire city and went through countless alleys and blocks.

Finally, just when he was about to give up, he spotted the cat. However, just when he thought victory was in his grasp, he discovered that someone had already snatched the cat away.

In a split second, his brain raced and he came up with a plan: to snatch the cat back from the other person's hands.

He originally thought the other party would be a troublesome character who would relentlessly pursue him, and he was prepared to lure the other party over and then give him a good beating.

To his surprise, the other party was so clumsy that they didn't even follow. This made him feel a little smug; perhaps he was more clever than he thought.

He looked at the cat in his arms, which had its eyes closed lazily, seemingly unaware of the thrilling scene that had just unfolded.

The young man looked at it as if it were a windfall of 10 rubles, his face beaming with satisfaction and joy.

His fingers gently stroked the cat's soft fur, and he secretly rejoiced that this adventure had finally been worthwhile.

Since the person didn't follow, the short-haired young man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time realized that there was no time to lose, so he decided to just go and exchange the cat for 10 rubles.

He tightened his arms around the cat, preparing to leave the yard quickly and head to the transaction location.

Just as he was about to take further action, a strong sense of danger suddenly made him stop in his tracks.

His intuition told him that danger was approaching from behind. Without the slightest hesitation, he leaped up instantly and nimbly moved away from his original position.

The instant he left, the spot where he had stood was blasted by a magical attack, sending rocks flying and dust billowing everywhere. Had he been a fraction of a second later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

He turned to look at the figure attacking him, narrowed his eyes, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He said, "Heh, you're really troublesome. I didn't expect you to be able to find this place."

"I don't know if she's difficult to deal with, but I do know that I'm in a very bad mood right now."

Rhine's eyes were as sharp as ice blades as he looked at the short-haired man in front of him, who was about the same age as him and was holding a cat, and spoke in an icy tone.

"Then why don't you take it back?" Tommy said disdainfully, holding the cat in his arms and gently stroking its soft fur, a hint of provocation flashing in his eyes.

But there were no other words in response, only a whistling magical attack. Rhine didn't say much, but instead showed his resolve through action.

Tommy watched as his opponent unleashed a barrage of water elemental projectiles. His body reacted swiftly, and he deftly rolled over, dodging the projectiles' trajectory.

His movements were agile and fluid, like a meticulously choreographed dance.

Seeing how easily he dodged his magic, Rhine abandoned his contempt; it seemed the other party was no ordinary person.

That's true; an ordinary person wouldn't be able to run that fast.

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