Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 116 When people are doing bad things...

Click, the watch cover popped open, and the hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock.

In my previous life, this was still very early; the nightlife of cultivators was just beginning.

In Farron, most people are already asleep. Going to bed early and waking up early is not only a habit, but also a way to make better use of the daytime to support their families.

Anser flapped his butterfly wings and flew into the wilderness, setting up his "Super Vision" telescope in the air to carefully observe the Anm camp several kilometers away.

The wilderness offered no cover, and the target camp was situated on high ground, providing an unobstructed view through the binoculars.

'This thing is really useful.'

The Amm camp was meticulously laid out, with lights everywhere and squads of warriors patrolling back and forth.

Ground defenses are decent, but there's a clear lack of air defense. This is unavoidable; those capable of flight are a minority, exceeding the capabilities of ordinary soldiers.

'Let's begin.'

He spread his wings and flew towards the camp, while continuously climbing higher into the sky. When he approached the camp, his flight altitude had exceeded 1,000 meters, and he was being very cautious.

Throughout this process, "super-distance vision" never left his right eye; he switched back and forth between his left eye for near vision and his right eye for far vision.

After confirming that no one was paying attention to him, he took out a few silver coins from his treasure pouch, suspended them in mid-air, and let them fall freely.

It was dark and difficult to track, and the silver coin quickly disappeared from his sight, but he was able to roughly determine the landing point, wind direction, and wind force changes by observing its trajectory.

After readjusting his position, he opened the dragon-skin pouch, and a void of black hole appeared. Then, a large amount of coins gushed out like a fountain, mainly copper and silver coins, but also quite a few gold coins.

Occasionally, there are also a few inferior gems, works of art, and ordinary or fine-quality magical items mixed in.

Anser flew and fell, trying to cover the entire camp with treasure.

After quickly finishing pouring, he cast a flight spell and flew away.

With the blessing of the elemental orb, his flight speed was astonishing, almost comparable to that of a dragon at full speed, and he quickly disappeared into the night.

The dragon skin pouch was now mostly empty, leaving only three magical items, a pile of platinum coins, and a few gems of decent quality.

Anser didn't know exactly how much money he had thrown out, but it must have been tens of thousands of coins, worth several thousand or even tens of thousands of gold coins, along with dozens of other items.

He was a little reluctant, but he was even more reluctant to part with his own blood or the green dragon's blood. Besides, out with the old, in with the new. Every day, the dragon skin pouch would have a little more stuff: a small pile of coins, a few gems, a magical item, or a piece of art.

If we don't deal with this soon, my pockets will burst.

After flying far away, Anser hovered in mid-air, setting up his telescope to secretly observe the Amm's reaction.

The camp was in chaos, with lights and people everywhere, and most people were picking up money from the ground.

However, this chaos only lasted a short time. Under the command of their officers, squads of soldiers searched everywhere for more than half an hour, but found no trace of the enemy.

During this time, two figures did indeed fly into the sky, presumably using some kind of flying device, but they also came up empty-handed.

So, they continued picking up money.

This time, however, things were more orderly, and all the found valuables were put into several large bags and counted by designated personnel.

Anser wasn't worried at all when he saw this, because almost everyone has secrets, just in varying amounts; human nature is the same for everyone.

Amn's soldiers are much like mercenaries: well-equipped, supported entirely by money, and while they may have some fighting spirit, they have virtually no conviction.

Possessing it is a curse!
Moreover, the curse on the dragon's treasure vault is extremely "stubborn" and very difficult to break.

Most importantly, the magic network is now in disarray, making item identification less convenient, and curses are difficult to identify.

Besides, surely no one would waste time and money authenticating an ordinary coin?
Anser had never touched those coins and did not know the difference between them and ordinary coins, but at least they looked exactly the same.

What if this money gets mixed up with normal currency...? 'What if it's cursed and we don't even know where the curse came from? That would be... hilarious.'

He chuckled and turned to fly towards Jacquelineburg.

There are many types of vault curses, but none of them are immediately fatal. Some even require specific scenarios to take effect, such as vulnerability, nightmares, wounds that cannot heal after injury, or the soul being imprisoned after death.

Even in the more common state of exhaustion, people don't necessarily take it seriously immediately. Many people think they're just tired and that a good night's sleep will do the trick.

Because it is hidden, it is terrifying; let the curse ferment.

Back at Jacqueline Castle, the guards even left the door open for him alone.

Upon entering the main castle, the light was dim, suggesting that the lifestyle here was not extravagant. Some nobles were rather flamboyant, keeping the castle brightly lit all night even though there were hardly any people around.

As soon as I stepped into the corridor, a slender figure came into view.

She stood under the wall lamp, draped in a semi-transparent purple gauze that covered only her fair thighs. She was barefoot, and under the lamplight, her fair body was faintly visible, arousing the imagination.

'This is so cool! Don't you know I have night vision?'

Anser forcibly looked away; if he continued looking, something bad would happen.

"Where did you go?" Elise stepped away from the wall, the light shining on her back, completely exposing her body curves, as if she were naked.

"Hmm, it's cool in the forest, but it's a bit hot today." Anser couldn't think of a way to explain for a moment.

"Oh." Elise's lips curled into a smile. "There was a bit of a commotion at Camp Am just now. Do you know what happened?"

“You mean this? I did it.” Anser didn’t intend to hide it, mainly because he was afraid that Elise would take the Ammun’s things without permission. “I have a batch of treasures that are cursed by dragons. The Ammun are guests from afar, so I’ll share some with them.”

“Haha…” Elise was taken aback, then burst into laughter, only stopping after a while, panting, “You have a good idea.”

"Try not to touch anything belonging to the Ammun; this kind of curse is quite difficult to deal with," Anser said seriously.

“I understand,” Elise smiled. “If Am withdraws his troops, you will be the savior of Durag.”

“Not really, I have a bit of a grudge with Anmu.” Anser waved his hand, looking indifferent. “I’m going to meditate.”

"Hmm." Elise opened her mouth, but didn't say anything more.

Anser quickly returned to his room, closed the door, and let out a heavy sigh.

'Is this how she usually dresses, or is she deliberately trying to seduce me?' He was a little confused about Elise's intentions.

He's not some stupid sorcerer who thinks with his lower body; he wouldn't lose his composure just because someone beckons him with a finger.

'Perhaps it's just a test.'

He doesn't object to pure love, but if there are too many other factors involved, or if someone tries to use it to "bind" him, then he will find it hard to accept.

He's not bragging, but with his charm, he could have any woman he wanted.

'How about we recruit some staff tomorrow, and hire a couple more maids...'

After a while of random thoughts, Anser quickly washed up, tossed the dragon skin bag into the corner as usual, and then lay down on the soft bed to meditate.

The world is in such chaos, and who knows what the future holds? It's better to focus on leveling up; only magic will not let you down.

Tonight, he had a rare dream, a dream that was incredibly exciting.

He spent the entire night passionately with a woman of stunning figure and perfect proportions, their bodies intertwined, in close physical contact, their desire burning hotter than flames.

The hot, soft touch and the warm, moist taste were so real that they drove him to a frenzy, making him unable to control himself.

(End of this chapter)