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墨書 Inktalez
Even some top-tier Wizarding Organizations do not want to provoke that group of lunatics regarding the Cursed Month.
"I am analyzing the appearance you described. However, the probability is quite high."
"If it’s the Cursed Month, then things will be difficult," Freya said with a somewhat gloomy expression.
She had also figured out that both Marina and James had some information about this conspiracy, while she was completely in the dark. If she hadn’t been hiding her strength, she would likely have been treated as cannon fodder before any changes occurred.
"James, as the second son of the Quictor Family, must have a lot of life-saving items on him. However, it seems that the Will Brothers will have a hard time this time," Marina said lightly, unaware of Freya's emotions.
Freya glanced at her deeply and frowned slightly.
"Then we can only give up on this operation. That Black-Robed Wizard is too powerful. Even if all six of us gather, we might not be able to escape alive from him. Moreover, based on what he said earlier, he clearly intends to take all three carriages for himself."
"Mm!" Marina's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but she could only nod in agreement.
After circling around the forest without finding anything, they had originally planned to seize some resources from that group of lunatics in advance. But now it seemed they could only choose to give up.
Just as the two were discussing their retreat, a familiar sound suddenly came from deep in the forest, accompanied by the sound of breaking trees.
"No!!! You can't kill me! Get away!!"
Boom!!
Then came a violent explosion.
This sudden noise startled both Freya and Marina.
A strange figure suddenly appeared, emanating an eerie aura of danger.
In Freya's eyes, this was also at the peak level of a Third-Rank Apprentice.
Without hesitation, she unsheathed her Cross Sword with a sharp sound and lunged directly at the figure.
The crimson Scorching Touch left a long red streak in the air, extending a conical stream of fiery red energy from the Sword Tip of the Cross Sword.
To Freya, it looked like she was wielding a slender red short spear.
Clang!!!
Sparks flew.
A violent buzzing mixed with a crisp sound as the heated Cross Sword was firmly blocked by the claws of the Leopard-Headed Beast.
However, the unmistakable smell of charred flesh indicated that blocking this strike was not easy.
Just as Freya was about to continue her attack, the Leopard-Headed Beast surprisingly spoke.
"Wait! Freya, it's me!"
It was a familiar female voice.
Hearing this voice, Freya quickly flipped her Cross Sword, dislodging the claws that were blocking her, and retreated to a safe distance to examine the anthropomorphic eyes on the leopard's head.
"Are you Marina? Why have you become like this?"
"This is my simulated creature Spell."
As she spoke, a faint yellow mist began to rise from her body. Before long, the shape of a leopard slowly faded away, revealing a familiar human face in front of her—Suddenly it was Marina.
She lightly shook her slightly charred palm and frowned.
"What are you doing here? Did you find the carriage?"
"I did find it." Freya glanced at the wound, nodding in acknowledgment. "However, there was a bit of a situation."
"Hmm? What happened?" Marina asked in surprise.
"It was a black-robed Official Wizard."
Freya told her everything except for the matter concerning herself and James.
"Black-Robed Wizard," Marina mused for a moment, then suddenly seemed to recall something. She looked up at Freya seriously and said, "Is that wizard very skilled in Electric Spell, and does he have some mental issues?"
"Yes." Listening to Marina's description, Freya looked at her with confusion. "How do you know him?"
"Well, I know a bit." She lowered her head again, sounding uncertain. "If I'm not mistaken, that person should be Kairian, who has the title of 'Hunter' in Cursed Month."
"Cursed Month? Are you sure?" Freya was taken aback.
This Wizard Organization is only of second-tier status but is extremely aggressive in nature. Both the Official Wizards and apprentices inside have become somewhat neurotic due to frequent killings and cannot tolerate any provocation.
"Is that James's voice?"
In the distance, James, transformed into Black Smoke, was mixed with Blue Lightning.
His face was covered in blood as he rapidly fled in an unimaginable manner.
From behind him, the unconscious face of Thomas could be vaguely seen.
Behind him lay a crystalline scene. The green vegetation appeared to be frozen, slowly shattering apart.
But as he was escaping, an ugly face in a black Robe suddenly appeared from mid-air, almost pressing against James's back.
"I'll tell you, this trick can't hurt me at all! If you know what's good for you, just go die!"
The whisper-like tone made James's face turn pale instantly, and his already fast speed increased even more.
Even his ethereal body trembled involuntarily; during this chase, he Suddenly realized that even in his ethereal form, he couldn't completely escape this madman's Spell.
"Damn it, you lunatic!!"
Cursing the figure in the black robe fiercely, James suddenly crushed another green bottle, seemingly doubling his speed.
In the distance, Freya also saw James desperately fleeing and the terrifying figure behind him.
Both of their faces changed.
Marina suddenly began to chant a spell, and at the same time, a green light suddenly illuminated her body. Her head began to twist like clay, and before long, it transformed into a green Snake Head.
Freya charged directly towards the academy, her determination igniting a sense of urgency within her.
Although this area was no longer part of the academy grounds, it was still not far away.
Even if the figure in the black robe was powerful, if discovered by the Law Enforcement Unit of the academy, there would be no way to escape unscathed.
'As long as I reach the academy area! Everything will be easier then!'
Though she felt a twinge of regret over the resources she had just acquired, her life was far more important at this moment.
Her speed transformed Freya into a blur, but at this extreme pace, she suddenly noticed Marina in the nearby forest, moving like a true snake with her tongue flicking rapidly.
Gradually, Freya sensed an increasingly intense aura of danger emanating from Marina.
This kind of aura felt familiar; she had encountered it many times before.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of an old man in a white robe crouched behind Marina, extending his long neck towards her as if whispering something.
Perhaps sensing Freya's gaze, the old man abruptly turned to look at her, his nearly toothless mouth stretching wide open. (To be continued)
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