Sure, here is the translation:
In merely two hours, over three hundred Magic Apprentices had been sent away, and the Assistant responsible for patrolling nearly had his legs broken from running!
The elimination speed was unprecedented!
Typically, large-scale eliminations wouldn't start until at least the third layer of the Maze, and in previous years, eliminating a hundred people on the first layer would have been considered exceedingly difficult.
In the duty room outside the Maze, Master Merk was frowning deeply at the Magic Crystal before him, while the few Assistants beside him dared not breathe.
Kemidir was even wishing he could dig out and curse Osa's ancestors to the eighteenth generation; where on earth had this guy brought this troublesome Undead from?
He vowed that once things were settled, he would make that damned Adventurer pay the price! He would use the most vicious Curse to turn that idiot into a toad!
