Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 366 The Retreating Pirate Witch

Locke chased after the beast tamer along Passage 6, but strangely, he couldn't catch up with him.

Just as Locke caught up to a large hall, intending to take out three more Rotten Earth Arum King Plants from his Astral Ring and have the three Mayfly Fireworks search around,

Suddenly, a magical glow emanated from the circular living room, and a magic circle appeared on the ground—the Protection School's magic circle—Forced Exile.

But this is not a starting array, but a termination array.

A dimensional portal opened above the hall.

A woman with a long, narrow face emerged from the dimensional portal. She looked tired, her eyes were wary, and she wore a white wizard's robe, radiating a holy light.

"Who?"

The holy priest looked at Locke, "Black wizard!"

A lightsaber formed from divine magic appeared in her hand; it was the first-circle magic [Cross Holy Sword]. Every ray of light on this holy sword contained the terrifying energy of divine magic.

"Black wizards, you dare to hijack this ship! This is a grave crime. Immediately..."

Locke brandished his badge as the temporary advisor at Lilith's Hut, proving his identity.

The female priestess was taken aback. "I'm sorry, I was tricked by those dark wizards and fell into a seal. I barely managed to use my trump card to escape ahead of time, and as soon as I came out, I saw you, so I misunderstood you as a dark wizard."

Locke nodded. "I'm hunting down a dark wizard I crippled. I've tracked them down here, but I don't know where they've gone."

“Those dark wizards possess the Eclipse Seed. If they come into contact with the energy core of the Void Warship, it will be troublesome.”

The Holy Priestess landed on the ground and nodded in deep agreement. "In that case, there are two passages here. You take one, I'll take this one, and we'll each take one, how about that?"

Locke glanced at her and realized that she was a wizard at the liquefaction stage. He immediately felt relieved. "Hmm, no problem. I've already killed the only wizard at the vaporization stage among them. You can chase after them without much trouble."

The two parted ways at the fork in the road in front of the hall, each entering a separate passage and chasing after the others.

Locke chased for about five minutes, then suddenly stopped at the entrance of a passage. After thinking for a moment, he realized that the female priestess was acting strangely, so he turned around and immediately returned to the hall.

As soon as he returned to the hall, he saw a Joker card stuck in the floor, with the image of a female magician on the back.

Furthermore, through the observation window of the Time Crystal at the top of the hall, Locke saw an escape flight device outside the Sun Chasing Silver Shuttle, which had already left the Void Warship and was fleeing into the distance.

At that moment, the magical lights in the hall suddenly returned to normal.

The communication array also activated, emitting a tense voice: "Everyone, please don't panic. This airship was just attacked by dark wizards, but they have already fled. Currently, this airship is accelerating the repair of all damage and tallying casualties. The crew of this airship will take full responsibility for any casualties that occur during this journey."

Locke saw that outside the observation window of the Time Crystal, the Sun Chasing Silver Shuttle was slowly flying away from the huge magic painting outside.

“That goddess priestess just now should be the female magician from the magic circus,” Locke pondered. “It’s just that the magical pressure she showed me earlier was only that of an ordinary wizard, but that goddess priestess was in the liquefaction stage, so I subconsciously ruled out that possibility.”

"But upon careful recollection, the situation just now has quite a few flaws."

"They actually got away just like that."

Locke recalled that the female magician probably never appeared in front of him in her true form from the beginning.

The body of that ordinary wizard-level magical pressure was probably either a puppet or the body of another wizard controlled by her.

She herself was in this hall, pretending to use a forced exile spell to seal herself away, waiting for him to approach before emerging from within, in order to confuse him and make him believe at first glance that she was also a sealed white wizard.

Moreover, the other party deliberately disguised himself as a Holy Wizard. Everyone knows that a Holy Wizard is no less powerful than the Hand of the Jungle, so when he heard that a Holy Wizard was going to hunt down a Black Wizard, he would naturally subconsciously think that the problem would be solved.

Therefore, they will let their guard down.

Locke looked out the observation window of the Time Crystal at the small void ship fleeing for its life and shook his head slightly. "This magic circus really is a bunch of liars. I'm afraid the clown isn't the ringmaster at all. The female magician who's in charge behind everything is the real ringmaster."

"I wonder if we'll run into them again. These guys are active on the wizard airships' routes, so we might. But this time, they should remember me quite well." ...

Inside the small void ship, the female speed painter supported the beast tamer, her face grim.

She lifted the agonizing beast tamer onto a makeshift control panel on the void ship and examined him briefly using the equipment and tweezers. "It's a kind of golden magic. The golden dust from that magic has been left in your wounds, causing you unbearable pain."

“Boss, we’ve lost too many men this time. The clown is dead, the puppeteer was captured, and the animal trainer was half crippled. Out of the six of us in the circus, three of us were crippled by the enemy. Now, all that’s left in our circus is you, boss, me, and the fortune teller.”

The sketch artist frowned. "Besides, we barely managed to loot anything this time and were forced to retreat. Boss, why don't we keep fighting? I think the three of us can still take down that Qi Transformation stage wizard!"

The female magician gave her a cold look and said mercilessly, "Speed ​​Painter, I ask you, who are we?"

The sketch artist was taken aback.

The female magician, with one hand on her hip, said, “We are a circus, we are thieves, we are pirates on an airship. So it’s perfectly normal for us to be hunted down and killed. From the first day you joined the troupe, I told you that the Magic Thief Circus has no concept of revenge. If you die at the hands of those white wizards, it can only be considered that you are not skilled enough.”

"The circus will never avenge you. This is how we survive. If the circus, which comes and goes like the wind, were to seek revenge, it would be destroying the only thing we can rely on for survival, and it would be crippling ourselves."

The sketch artist said, "But..."

The female magician said, "The puppet that the puppeteer made for me was destroyed by a white wizard on that wizard ship. There was far more than one bewitching wizard on that ship who was our enemy, and before I made the decision to retreat, I consulted a soothsayer to calculate the possibility of us surrounding and killing the bewitching wizard."

The sketch artist immediately looked at the fortune teller, a middle-aged man dressed in a black wizard's robe. He shook his head slightly and said, "I used psychic divination with spirit tablets, and the spirits told me... if we want to surround and kill the Eye Demon Wizard, we might succeed, but our circus will be completely destroyed."

The sketch artist's face paled. "How is this possible... Is that white wizard really that powerful? Our boss is a liquefaction-stage wizard, and he still managed to fight back?"

The diviner himself was somewhat unsure, saying, "In short, this is what the divination results show."

The female magician said, "This time it's our fault, or rather, the fault of me, the planner. I seriously underestimated that white wizard, which led to such a huge loss for our circus."

"The Eye Demon Wizard... How come I've never heard of such a powerful figure before? Does he always stay in a wizarding land and rarely come out?"

“Our circus only operates on the airship route. Most wizarding organizations have rarely heard of us. Only those airship wizarding organizations are familiar with our name. I guess he was a wizard who had been teaching at a wizarding academy and following the conventional route. Otherwise, he would have heard of us before.”

The female magician gritted her teeth. "From now on, check the passenger information before each operation. If his name appears again, and it's Locke Augustine, stop the operation immediately."

"We are thieves, not warriors. Never touch a tough target."

The circus members fell silent.

The female magician Zoe turned her head to look behind her, while the Time Crystal observed the empty second sky outside the window. "The White Wizard Association... What a nostalgic name. It's been so long since I've heard of it. For a moment, I really miss those hypocritical guys."

"Let's sort things out. Although we didn't make a huge profit from this robbery, we can barely break even. After all, we've lost a few mouths to feed."

"We can't make any big moves in the near future, so we can't take action against the airship. If we attract the intervention of the second-circle wizards of the Prophecy School, even if we have magical artifacts that can block prophecy magic, it's not very safe."

"We can try robbing some of the larger wizard ships soon. Every little bit helps. By robbing the astral rings of the certifying wizards on board, we can still accumulate some magical resources."

The female sketch artist looked at the pirate witch Zoe, as if she had remembered something, and said, "By the way, boss, I remember you said before that you were a white wizard? Even among white wizards, you are considered to have a distinguished background, so why did you become a black wizard like me?"

"And you're doing the hardest, most tiring job of a pirate among the dark wizards. You clearly have such a distinguished background..."

Zoe the Witch's expression was inscrutable. "Speed ​​Painter, you shouldn't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

"I never want to have anything to do with those white wizards again."

The female sketch artist nodded. "But it's all thanks to the boss. Without the boss's deep understanding of how these old, dilapidated void warships operate and their defense systems, we wouldn't have been able to build such a large business."

　I've written way too much; these five chapters are actually equivalent to seven, but I can't split them into chapters. I'll update one chapter tomorrow at noon; the author can't keep up. Updates will be moved to later in the day around noon, so don't wait for tomorrow night. Everyone.

　　
　
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