Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 73 The Vanished Ghost Knight

Salian didn't dislike Colin; it was just that Colin was getting old. After the upheaval in the magic network, he had aged considerably and should retire and return to Paros to enjoy his later years.

However, Colin himself doesn't think so. A halfling's life can't be without friends. All his friends are here. Asking him to retire... no way.

As night deepened, the light rain gradually stopped, but the wind picked up.

With Finn's Greyhawks around, Salian didn't rush to give chase.

"We're out of the bay," Finn shouted again.

Salian finally stood up: "Set sail—"

"Whoa..." Accompanied by a strange cry, the crew members took their positions.

Unmooring, hoisting the sails, turning the rudder, leaving the berth... Without the sluggishness and slowness of ordinary sailboats, the [Quesser] is lighter than expected. With a sway of its bow, it draws a smooth arc, cutting through the wind and waves, and sets sail into the wind.

The flowing sails changed shape with the wind, seemingly soft, yet providing the [Quiser] with powerful propulsion, accelerating quickly and steadily.

'What a fine ship.' Anser couldn't help but admire it inwardly as he felt the rhythmic undulations beneath his feet.

The bustling trade of the Sword Bay owes much to maritime transport; owning such a ship is more enviable than owning a vast estate.

About half an hour later, the QUESTER sailed out of the bay, the wind and waves grew larger, and the ship rocked and swayed violently.

The gray eagle was flying with increasing difficulty, but fortunately the target had only gone a nautical mile or two away, so it no longer needed to keep an eye on it and could land on the deck to rest.

"How are you doing? Getting used to it?" Salian jumped onto the top of the sterncastle and moved steadily forward no matter how the ship rocked.

“Thankfully, I don’t get seasick,” Anser replied.

Seasickness is a physiological reaction, the core mechanism of which is sensory signal disorder, and it is related to individual constitution.

"The current speed is about six or seven knots, and it will be even higher in a while. The prey won't be able to escape," Salian said confidently.

"The waves are quite high, it must be difficult to fight, right?" Anser asked with a puzzled look. Sailing in such waves is already difficult, so it would probably be hard to bombard the enemy.

"You don't intend to finish the battle with a few shots, do you?" Salian chuckled. "We just need to keep them on our heels and find an opportunity to fire a few shots. As long as one shot hits, the enemy will lose most of their momentum."

Don't rush, there's always tomorrow. We're outnumbered, so let's avoid boarding maneuvers. I once hunted a pirate ship for over half a month..."

Anser's lips twitched. Such a good ship, yet it's so difficult to fight.

"What if...the other side has reinforcements?"

“If there’s no chance, we’ll retreat for now. The [Quise] can come and go as it pleases; they can’t catch up,” Salian said naturally.

Anser pursed his lips. No wonder the [Quiser] has only destroyed a few dozen ships over the years; its efficiency is not very good.

Since the [Sea Shark] dared to go to sea, it's impossible that it didn't have a backup plan; perhaps someone was there to meet it.

“I think there’s a better way.” Anser stood up and went to the edge. “Remember to support me.”

With that, he leaped off the stern tower, and Nornos caught him precisely. Then Nornos jumped into the sea, riding the churning waves and speeding away into the distance, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

"A fine horse, fine equipment, like a lone, courageous knight," Salian exclaimed, then quickly called to the first mate, "Lower all the sails, accelerate!"

He wasn't worried about Anser's safety; in this weather, even flying spells couldn't make him fly fast, and almost no one could threaten him.

On the dark sea, Nornos let out a long howl, as if declaring war on the wind and waves.

This was Anser's second time riding a horse across the sea; the difference was that the first time he was being chased, while the second time he was chasing others.

Looking out, the sky was dark, the wind howled, and endless waves rolled in one after another. The world was vast and empty, and I was all alone. I felt a sense of panic, as if I was being swallowed by darkness. I felt helpless and lost. Most people would not be able to bear it.

"Hoo—" He took a deep breath, trying to shake off the feeling.

He has darkvision, can fly and swim, and can walk on force fields as if walking on flat ground in the waves. He seems dangerous, but he is actually very safe.

A moment later, a huge black shadow appeared under the flickering lights ahead, with only part of its sail lowered, swaying back and forth in the wind and waves.

【Sea Shark】!
A man and a horse appeared like phantoms in the night amidst the waves; no one noticed them, could not see them, and could not even imagine them.

'With this kind of wind and waves, burning the sails shouldn't capsize the ship, right?' Anser held the magic orb in his palm and wrapped the chain around his wrist.

If the ship were to capsize, losing the spoils would be a minor matter; there were still hundreds of commoner slaves on board, and Salian would definitely be furious with him.

The waves are neither too big nor too small. The [Sea Shark] is a size bigger than the [Quiser], so even without the aid of sails, it shouldn't capsize. 'Destroy the mainsail first!'

He cast a "Great Stride" spell on Nornos, keeping it at a distance of about 60 or 70 meters. At this distance, the enemy couldn't see him in the darkness, but he could roughly see the situation on the deck with the help of the ship's lights.

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Spell Burst - Flames!

The deep dragon's language was dispersed by the sea breeze, and a dim red light quietly pierced the night sky, bursting into flames on the mainsail.

The damp sails were forcibly ignited by magical flames, and smoke and flames filled the air. With the help of the wind, a large hole was burned out in the blink of an eye.

"Fire!"

"Quickly, put out the fire..."

"what happened……"

"..."

The people on the ship were very alert and immediately noticed the abnormality, but no one knew how the fire had started, so they could only frantically try to put it out.

"He can cast spells." Anser breathed a sigh of relief.

Nornos had to run on the waves continuously, with extremely large fluctuations. Without the stabilizing effect of the "iron saddle," he probably wouldn't even be able to perform a single magic trick.

A few seconds later, Nornos and the others calmed down and took small steps to regain their footing. Anser took the opportunity to cast a spell, and a magical light flashed, causing the mainsail to explode into a ball of flame once again.

'Smart, that's it.' He excitedly patted Nornos's big head.

The man and horse worked together with increasing synergy, repeating their previous trick. A few seconds later, another red light flew out of the darkness and ignited the mainsail.

At this moment, the Sea Shark was thrown into chaos, with several large holes burned in its mainsail and its speed plummeting.

Nornos doesn't need to chase; he can easily control the distance by walking and stopping, making spellcasting easier.

"Shhhhh-"

Several rockets were fired toward their location, but Nornos had already moved. The rockets streaked across the night sky, but they saw nothing but the vast ocean.

Anser changed his position, unleashed a spell that severed several ropes, and then quickly left.

The rocket came again, but still nothing could be seen.

Then, the other side seemed to get a little angry and launched dozens of rockets in all directions, but unfortunately it was all in vain.

Anser was about 60 or 70 meters away from them. He could easily retreat and disappear into the darkness. The rockets, in order to find people, mainly used horizontal firing, and most of them had a range of only a few dozen meters.

"Heh heh, you can't even handle this one move? How laughable..."

This is no simple feat; an extraordinary mount, multiple powerful magical equipment, mounted spellcasting, darkvision, and extremely long spell range... all are indispensable.

He did not let his guard down, and instructed Nornos to be constantly on guard underwater and to avoid staying in one place, lest the other side reach him from underwater.

However, the sea is turbulent, and swimming in the sea at night is extremely risky. You might get lost in the waves and never come back up.

"boom……"

The explosions that occurred every few seconds or tens of seconds left the Sea Shark exhausted. The fire did not spread to the hull, but the sails, including the mainsail, were badly damaged and could barely provide any power.

The ship's hull was like a piece of cork drifting with the current, completely at the mercy of the gale and the waves.

A few lights streaked across the distance, and the slender hull of the ship could be vaguely seen.

The QUESTER is within hundreds of meters!

Salian couldn't see Anser, but he could see the Sea Shark, which was "paralyzed" on the sea surface with flickering flames. He was both surprised and delighted, and laughed nonstop.

'They arrived quite quickly.'

Anser didn't pay much attention to them, instead focusing on the crew members on deck. These were walking combat veterans; he couldn't let the [Quiser] steal their kills.

The man and his horse quietly approached to within about fifty meters, and the magic orb in Anser's palm emitted rings of magical light.

(End of this chapter)