Chapter 296 This performance is too clumsy!
"Ahh, I don't need a bodyguard, you can leave after dinner." Alice's first thought was that this man was a bodyguard and driver arranged by her father to protect her.
After all, her father probably didn't realize how strong she was now. It seemed she needed to find an opportunity to showcase her strength in front of him to alleviate his concerns.
A bodyguard?!
Andrew's mouth twitched slightly. He considered himself handsome and suave,how could he look like a bodyguard?
"Alice, you misunderstood. I'm not a bodyguard your dad hired," Andrew said, feeling somewhat disheartened. He had never experienced such a blow in his pursuit of women.
"Then you can go, too!" Alice was getting annoyed, her pleasant dinner disrupted by this man.
And it was all arranged by her father.
She definitely needed to have a serious talk with her dad when she got home. This was really disappointing!
"Alice, let me properly introduce myself. I'm Andrew, the heir of the Martinez family from Texas. AmeriHeal Pharmaceuticals is our family business, and our families have had business dealings before," Andrew said, noticing no emotional reaction from Alice. He smirked and whispered, "And, I am a Soulmancer."
Soulmancer, a title that would usually inspire awe and admiration in ordinary people.
Alice's strength was nearly at the mid-level of a junior Soulmancer, but she still didn't know how to discern others' strength from their aura. She could vaguely tell that Andrew was a Soulmancer, but his exact level was unclear to her.
She looked at Andrew bewilderedly, trying to gauge what level he might be.
He seemed quite weak.
"Alice, you must know about Soulmancers in this world," Andrew, thinking he had finally caught her attention, smiled proudly and said, "I'll just say it straight. I like you, be with me."
"..." Alice's gaze was no longer confused, she looked at Andrew as if he were an idiot.
Andrew continued, "If you're with me, I promise I'll love only you forever!"
"You... should see my dad to get some treatment. You're a fine young man, it's just that your brain doesn't work right." Alice couldn't hold back anymore. This man was so direct, a classic case of brain malfunction, probably due to misdirected energy during his transformation into a Soulmancer,resulting in brain damage.
"You don't believe me?" Andrew laughed, not angrily but rather amused. He stared at the utensils in front of Alice, and they began to float. Astonishingly, a dinner knife flew straight towards William's face.
He thought to himself, you must like this guy's face? I'll disfigure him now, and let's see if you still like him!
Men, only by possessing great power can they conquer women!
The lighting in the room was intense, and other diners were so immersed in the culinary and visual experience that they didn't notice the commotion at their table.
Alice, shocked to see Andrew attacking her master, gasped in surprise and momentarily forgot to defend William from the knife attack.
Honestly... it was one thing for this guy to be nuts, but to excel so remarkably at seeking his own death was something else.
Harassing her was bad enough, but daring to attack William?!
Sure enough, as the knife neared William's cheek, it suddenly made a sharp turn. After circling around, it plunged into Andrew's thigh at a speed too fast for the human eye to catch.
"Ah!!" Andrew let out a piercing scream.
Then, a fork leapt from Andrew's plate and stabbed directly into a sensitive spot in his lower body.
"Let's go!" William, having lost his appetite, took Alice's hand and stood up to leave.
Alice glanced back at Andrew, impressed by her master's ruthlessness.
She wondered if a Soulmancer like Andrew could recover from such a unique injury, but figured that with modern medical technology, a prosthetic replacement might be feasible.
The gruesome scene quickly drew the attention of the other diners. Someone who came over to check on Andrew's injuries immediately vomited their meal.
It was too gory!
"Security!" The staff promptly sounded the alarm.
As they reached the elevator, a nearly 7-foot-tall burly man blocked their way.
"Did you hurt Andrew?" The burly man was Jeffrey Gonzalez, the restaurant's security chief and the same mid-level Soulmancer that Walker had encountered earlier. He was also registered with the 13th Bureau.
"A mid-level Soulmancer!" Jeffrey eyed Alice, recognizing her strength.
Then his gaze fell on William. At first glance, he seemed like an ordinary person.
But on second look, a novice Soulmancer?!
Something must have gone wrong earlier, but it wasn't important now!
"Acting violently here as Soulmancers, are you going to wait here for the 13th Bureau to come, or should I take you there myself?" Jeffrey eyed Alice and waved his hand, releasing an enclosing barrier that made them invisible to those outside.
William said to Alice, "Alice, your turn! Time for some real combat!"
William didn't bother to explain anything. After all, the opponent had already set up the barrier, and Alice lacked combat experience. This mid-level Soulmancer was a great opportunity for practice.
Alice almost cried. Another fight?
She came here to eat!
Engaging in a fight right after eating wasn't good for her health...
"Fight? Let's try!" Jeffrey sneered, his fingers lightly twirling, and soon his surroundings filled with a mysterious glow.
An illusionist?
Jeffrey stretched out his hand, and Alice suddenly felt as though the scenery around her drastically changed, as if she fell into the palm of his hand.
Was this the control of an illusionist's illusion?
William muttered thoughtfully, "A mental illusion?"
Jeffrey had merely extended his hand into the void, not even touching Alice. All her sensations were mere illusions, her consciousness trapped in Jeffrey's mental illusion, standing there like a wooden figure.
It was clear he only wanted to trap Alice, not harm her.
"You aren't affected by it?" Jeffrey's eyes widened in surprise, having heard William name his technique just now.
William slightly lifted his eyelids and said, "Of course, I'm affected!"
Then he stood like a statue, not blinking, as if he too was trapped in the mental illusion.
Jeffrey's face twitched. Wasn't this a bit too fake?
"Who are you?" Jeffrey was no fool. Just now, William obviously wasn't affected. But how could a novice Soulmancer possibly ignore his mental illusion?
William remained motionless, continuing to play along.
He was cooperating so well, yet the man was still asking questions. Clearly, his emotional intelligence is really quite low.
William didn't want to confront this illusionist, but Jeffrey's move was indeed a test for Alice. He wondered if she could break through this significantly weakened version of the "mental illusion" on her own.
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