Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 156 +2 Combat Suit
The Shadow Thief had been completely petrified, even his equipment and clothes were no exception, the grayish stone texture was clearly visible.

This is only temporary. The petrification effect will disappear after 24 hours, and the Shadow Thief and his equipment will return to normal, but the broken arm will definitely not be able to be reattached.

The petrification effect of "Eureka's Protection" is more powerful than a regular sixth-circle "Petrify". It takes four failed saves to petrify a person, while the petrification spell on the shield only requires two.

However, once petrified by the petrification spell, if no one uses a high-level restoration spell or similar magic to rescue them, they will be permanently petrified.

'That was so relaxing.' Anser touched Medusa's face, a smile in his eyes.

Petrification magic may not be very effective against warriors and barbarians, but it is a godsend against rogues who are of average physical strength and rely on dodging.

Without "Eureka's Protection", even if he could capture the Shadow Thief Master, he would definitely have to fight a tough battle.

He intently observed the shadow thief; after a moment's spin, the target information appeared:
[The petrified Shadow Thief Master, human, level 14 Wanderer (Soulblade)]

'It really is a Soul Blade,' he thought to himself.

That invisibility ability must be the famous "Psionic Veil," which can weave a layer of psionic energy to conceal one's form for an hour, and will not be revealed as long as one does not attack an enemy.

'I wonder if it was the assassin who ambushed Elise that day; he almost succeeded.' Anser is still a little scared.

It was the first time he had been touched in his sleep. Although he wasn't injured, he still felt quite terrified when he thought about it.

This is why he was initially unwilling to indulge his desires; love's destination might be a suitcase, let alone a woman he had only met a few times.

I've heard that the Shadow Thieves also have female assassins, and they're quite skilled. Countless fools have died in their beds across the Forgotten Realms.

The wind howled, and Elise returned, wrapped in a purple cloak, her face bare, her long hair flying.

Seeing the Shadow Thief's miserable state, her expression softened considerably, and she said softly, "Shadow Thief?"

“Yes, a high-level Soul Blade.” Anser turned his head to look at her. After the passion subsided, he felt a different way about her.

Elise remained calm and composed, letting him look at her openly, but her eyes never met his: "It seems to be the assassin who ambushed us that day."

“He came for me this time.” Anser recalled the scene; the other party’s target was very clear: him.

Elise glanced at him but didn't say anything. When she opened her eyes, she clearly saw the Shadow Thief attacking her, but Anser blocked it.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the dragon scales, sparks flying—they were incredibly hard!
Why didn't you kill him?

"Can we get him to talk?" Anser wanted to know the Shadow Thieves' secrets and plans.

“Impossible.” Elise shook her head slightly. “Skilled Shadow Thieves all have secret spells on their bodies, making them impossible to interrogate. Even if they die, you won’t get any information out of them. Besides, the Shadow Thieves Guild is a well-organized group, and each Shadow Thief who carries out a mission has very limited information.”

"In other words, the higher-ups of the Shadow Thieves basically won't take action themselves."

"should be."

"There's no point in keeping it."

Anser walked up to the Shadow Thief, swung his longsword with force, a streak of platinum light flashed through the air, and the blade struck the Shadow Thief's neck with a clang.

The blade bounced off, sending shards of stone flying, leaving only a sword mark two or three centimeters deep.

"It's tough."

With a chuckle, Elise smiled and said, "They're really putting on a show. Would it be better to use a blunt weapon? Or maybe we should let them take their time and tap it?"

The surrounding knights gripped their weapons, eager to fight.

“No need.” Anser quickly waved his hand and said seriously, “Personally ending each enemy is my way of showing them respect.”

With that, he swung the Dragon Gold Sword, and with two clangs, he severed the Shadow Thief's head.

The Holy Slash isn't good at cutting inanimate objects, but it's not so bad that it can't even cut a rock.

However, the lessons learned were slow to come.

Anser reviewed the battle log and found that the Shadow Thief had indeed been decapitated, but he was petrified and had already lost all signs of life. The "death" state would be triggered when the petrification effect ended.

If someone had put the Shadow Thief's head back on and restored it with a restoration spell beforehand, he would still have survived.

"He's not quite dead yet." He frowned slightly.

"Restoration spell?" Elise suddenly realized; she knew about petrification magic. Anser took out the Staff of Protection and teleported the Shadow Thief's corpse to the Black Tower Prison, locking the head and body separately.

"Just in case," he explained.

"Hmm." Elise yawned. Actually, they had just gone to sleep when the Shadow Thief appeared. The two of them had been up all night and were quite tired.

"Go back, all of you." She waved away the knights and guards, then went to greet her grandmother, who had been awakened, and whispered words of comfort.

She didn't blame anyone, because no matter how diligently the guards were, they couldn't possibly have discovered the Shadow Thief; it was an insurmountable gap in strength.

Anser was only wearing a cloak, which was rather indecent, so he nodded in acknowledgment and flew back to his room.

Back in the bedroom, he glanced at the mess on the floor and unconsciously reminisced about the tender moments of the previous night.

I casually grabbed the bed sheet that was lying in the corner; the bloodstains on it were clearly visible.

'That night must have been a hallucination.' He even thought it was real at one point, because the feeling that day was very similar to last night.

After lying back in bed, he waited for a long time but Elise didn't return. It seemed she had gone back to her room.

'Ah……'

He simply hugged the shield and slept; there were only two hours until dawn, and he had an important meeting today.
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Boom, boom, boom...

The knocking was even and gentle; you could sense the knocker's patience just by listening to the sound.

Anser opened his eyes, turned his head to look out the window, and saw that the sky was bright and the sun was warm.

As August approaches, the weather seems to be getting less hot.

He got up, got out of bed, put on his cloak, and opened the door.

The butler stood outside the door, dressed in a neat suit, holding a set of clothes in his hands, and bowed slightly to him.

"Mr. Haller, these are the clothes Miss asked me to prepare for you. It's seven o'clock, please change and come down for dinner."

"Ah, okay." Anser took the clothes; they felt heavy and substantial.

The butler closed the door with a smile, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

Anser threw the clothes on the bed. It was a complete formal suit, complete with a shirt, vest, trousers, belt, leather boots, and coat. The suit was white with simple black and gold patterns.

He picked up the coat, which emanated a faint magical aura, clearly indicating that it was a magical item.

Its design is also unique, looking like an alternative swallowtail dress, like a trench coat, but with two black and gold shoulder pads embedded in the shoulders, making it look very cool and obviously taking into account the needs of combat.

The dice spun slightly and quickly detected the information about the dress:
[Magic Item: +2 Combat Attire]

Category: Armor
Rarity: Rare

A noble's robe made of densely woven spider silk, offering protection equivalent to cloth armor.

While wearing this armor, your armor rating increases by 2.

"Self-Repair": The active spider silk gives the equipment the ability to repair itself. When the damage level is less than 20%, the combat suit can slowly repair itself.

'That's really good.'

This combat outfit has simple and practical stats: the cloth armor itself has 1 point of armor, so it adds up to a total of +3 armor rating.

However, it does not stack with Anser's own armor level, since the dragon scales are inside the armor.

However, once you put it on, it's useful. Any external attack will have to break through the battle suit before it can reach his dragon scales, which is equivalent to having an extra layer of defense.

'If you have such a good thing, why didn't you give it to me before?'

Anser muttered a complaint, then unfolded the dress, only to find Jacquelineburg's purple flower emblem on the chest and cuffs.

'Should I wear it or not?'

(End of this chapter)