Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 213 Leaping onto the Roof

Anser coveted the Mind Flayer experience, but did not rush out.

If they treat injured professionals with such caution, how much more so a stranger? Even if you rush to help, revealing your paladin identity won't immediately gain their trust.

Speaking of which, there's also a Mind Flayer imprisoned in the Black Tower prison.

He was originally an adventurer named Fulgar who came to Drag with Matthew. After being parasitized, he was imprisoned in the Federation prison and later transferred to the Black Tower by Anser.

Despite not eating or drinking for so many days, he still successfully transformed into a Mind Flayer, but due to the lack of brain replenishment, he could not grow further and was very weak.

However, this nascent mind flayer was very clever and tried to attract his attention more than once, attempting to escape from Blackrock Prison.

Anser completely ignored him, neither killing him nor making contact with him, but simply observing him silently.

The cell was so sturdy that even a fully-formed Mind Flayer could not escape. Unless the Scepter of Protection was seized from him, "Dimensional Transfer" would be useless.

This was his test subject and backup experience pool; he killed him just before he was about to level up.

While he was thinking, he manipulated his Arcane Eye to pass through the crowd and fly into the wreckage of the Nautilus.

Before they even got close to the floating inverted pyramid, a beam of light swept across, and the Secret Eye appeared instantly before vanishing.

Before they disappeared from sight, several spellcasters dressed in courtly robes suddenly looked over, their eyes filled with vigilance.

Anser was astonished: "It has this effect too?"

Undeterred by the failed reconnaissance, he stood up and prepared to test his proposed relay teleportation strategy.

He went to a corner of the basement, opened the spellbook, and cast a teleportation spell according to the rune sequence of the celestial ritual array.

Circles of array patterns spread out beneath his feet, some with straight and powerful lines, others with intricate and flower-like patterns. As each node lit up in succession, the array emitted streams of light before falling silent.

Anser took a deep breath and decisively activated the teleportation array. The Scepter of Protection trembled slightly, and a glowing oval teleportation portal quietly took shape.

Through the portal, the empty Black Tower room came into view.

‘It’s done! ’

In this way, he doesn't need to set up a return array and can freely travel between Blayan City and White Stone Island at any time, with even more teleportation targets in the future.

There's no need to worry about safety either, as Holreven is protected by powerful prophetic magic, and without the Scepter of Protection, no teleportation spell can be used to enter or leave.

With a wave of his hand, the portal closed, the spell ended, and a faint magical mark remained on the ground.

I brought up the character card; I still had more than half of my magic power left, enough to sustain a small-scale battle.

'Go out and see if there's an opportunity.'

He left the basement and went up to the third-floor terrace. The firelight, two or three hundred meters away, illuminated half the sky and was extremely eye-catching.

Unfortunately, the view from the stone building is not good, as most of the scene is blocked by the houses.

He climbed onto the roof and stood on the spire to look down, where he could see the crashed Nautilus and the floating inverted pyramid.

However, while he was watching the spectacle, the security team on the perimeter also spotted him.

However, the guards didn't react much because there were quite a few onlookers like Anser around.

Anser scanned his surroundings. In the distance, he could vaguely see figures peeking out from windows and rooftops, hidden in the night and difficult to spot without careful observation.

'Heh, watching the excitement is truly an adventurer's nature.'

In comparison, those adventurers were relatively low-key, unlike him who stood so high.

There's no way he can see it unless he's standing on higher ground.

The battle to eliminate the Mind Flayers continues, and fewer and fewer professionals are being injured. Groups of warriors clad in silver armor are carrying out several Mind Flayer corpses one after another, while the corpses of the Mind Eaters number as many as twenty or thirty.

Anser was itching to try it, but after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't go up and volunteer.

However, he felt it was necessary for the Federation to establish diplomatic relations with Blayan City!
Getting acquainted with him would be fine; he was willing to offer his friends even the smallest help when necessary. "Hey, Fabian—"

As he was lost in thought, a suppressed yet familiar voice came from the alley below.

He was slightly startled and looked down, but did not see anyone.

“I’m here.” A corner shrouded in darkness “writhed” slightly, revealing a thin figure with a distinctive short beard.

Who else could it be but Osborne?

Anser raised an eyebrow; he needed a guide to understand what had happened in the past two days.

He jumped onto the terrace and waved to Osborne.

Osborne ran over quickly, his footsteps barely audible. Once he reached the foot of the stone building, he leaped up, using his hands to gain leverage on the second-floor balcony, and easily jumped to the third-floor terrace.

The movements were light and the landing was silent.

"Impressive, just as good as your stealth. I didn't even notice you just now," Anser praised sincerely.

It should be noted that his stone building was not the low, cramped dwelling of his previous life; the ceiling height was over three and a half meters, and the floorboards were very thick.

He leaped up to the third floor with just a little leverage, demonstrating his considerable skill, perhaps only slightly inferior to that of a martial monk.

"Hehe, no problem." Osborne stroked his short beard, a smug look on his face. "This isn't even my specialty."

Anser smiled and nodded.

If you were to ask what a thief's greatest ability is, it wouldn't be stealth; it would probably be skillful hands.

"Didn't you go back to the continent of Faerûn? What are you doing here watching the show?" Ospen noticed the arcane locks on the stone building's doors and windows and couldn't help but feel curious.

He had been watching from the sidelines and saw a person standing on the roof of the stone building from afar. He felt that the rainbow light surrounding the person looked very familiar, so he couldn't help but run over to take a look.

“I’m back, and as soon as I got back, I found out that something big seems to have happened here,” Anser explained.

"You mean you returned to Faerûn and then came back again, in less than three days?" Osborne asked in astonishment.

“Teleportation array, didn’t I tell you?” Anser shrugged.

"You're truly amazing. Even with the Magic Network in such a state, you haven't been affected in the slightest," Osborne exclaimed in amazement.

“It’s not that complicated, I’ll tell you in a bit. What happened here?” Anser asked, pointing to the firelight in the distance.

Do you know what a mind flayer is?

"I know, it's also called the Mind Flayer."

“Yes, a few days ago a Nautilus ship docked at the dock area. Its purpose was unclear. Several adventurers were the ones who came to purchase supplies…” Osborne quickly recounted the events of the past few days.

The adventurers claimed the Nautilus was stolen, but no one believed them, as their strength was far inferior to that of the Mind Flayer.

The guards kept a close watch on the Nautilus and reported to the royal family, but did not receive any clear instructions.

Osborne speculated that the royal family did not disregard the matter, but rather discovered the Mind Flayer and thus secretly mobilized the Royal Guard and court mages, and contacted the Mage's Guild to prepare to take down the Nautilus.

That inverted pyramid-shaped magical artifact came from the Mage's Guild; he had seen it more than once.

Before either side could even make a move, a group of suddenly appearing Giszeles attacked the Nautilus. They were clearly well-prepared and very strong, dominating the Mind Flayer throughout the attack and destroying the Exorcist's Rudder immediately.

But the Mind Flayers also had reinforcements; a larger Nautilus suddenly appeared in Blayan City. However, they were also quite unlucky, as they broke through the encirclement after rescuing their companions only to run into the royal encirclement hastily set up by the royal family.

Unable to teleport away and further hampered by other magical ships, the Nautilus was ultimately destroyed by the royal family and the Giszelai...

'I almost made it,' Anser said with regret.

(End of this chapter)