Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 29 Strength

Iron gate style!

He drew his sword with lightning speed, the broadsword held horizontally in front of him.

"when……"

The arrow collided with the sword, sparks flying, and the impact caused Karl to pause momentarily.

"superior!"

Of the three people opposite, the red-haired man waved his arm lightly, his voice cold:

"Kill him!"

The other two rushed forward without a word, and even though the ground was covered with thick ice, their speed was not slow at all.

One of them held a long spear, leaned forward, and adjusted his posture so that the tip of the spear was always pointed at Karl's heart.

Thrust!

This is the most commonly used move by spearmen.

An inch longer, an inch stronger; a long spear, combined with the weight of the human body, can easily pierce through the body of a wild beast under accelerated impact.

fast!

quasi!

ruthless!

Despite not being a knight's squire, the power of this thrust was no less than that of an ordinary knight's squire.

The other man, wielding a long sword, took small steps and charged forward at breakneck speed, his eyes fixed on Karl, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Compared to the assassins and fire-stealers of Signoria, the people here are clearly more skilled at fighting each other.

Or rather...

Each one of them is a veteran with extensive experience.

"when!"

A collision sound rang out.

Karl swung his broadsword to block the spear, his body colliding head-on with the man wielding the knife.

The immense force shattered the ice on the ground, sending ice particles flying and swirling, while the three figures became entangled together.

Rage Strike!

"Bang!"

One person staggered backward.

Taking advantage of this opening, Karl's eyes narrowed.

Zero-Circle Sorcery - Lesser Spell Field!

An invisible force field appeared out of thin air, instantly enveloping the entire area, causing the expressions of the two people who rushed over to change drastically.

Under the influence of the force field, the two changed their movement speed, their attacks were hindered, and their originally tacit cooperation was also exposed.

"Dharma seal..."

"puff!"

Before one of them could even utter a word, a broadsword swept across them, sending their head flying high into the air, blood gushing more than a foot from their severed neck.

cut!

Karl's face was icy cold as he seized the opportunity to strike angrily.

"puff!"

The man holding the knife had his chest split open and staggered backward, screaming in agony.

Just as Karl was about to press his advantage, his expression suddenly changed, and he lunged to the side, rolling away to dodge.

As he lunged forward, a fireball the size of a human head streaked past his previous spot and slammed heavily into a wall.

The prolonged cold and freezing conditions have made the walls as hard as steel; even a longsword can only leave a shallow mark when it strikes them.

just now……

The fireball crashed into the wall and exploded with a bang, smashing a hole through it, from which the ice and snow melted.

If it were to fall on a person, even a knight's squire, they would likely be turned into charred remains on the spot.

What kind of tactic is this?

witchcraft?

His heart pounded, but Karl didn't hesitate for a moment, flipping over and pouncing on the red-haired man.

That was him just now; he raised his hand and unleashed a fireball.

Unlike the others he encountered in Black City.

The red-haired man was dressed in very luxurious clothes, with smooth long hair, a spotless face, and even clean leather boots. He must have been of a higher status.

"Whoosh!"

Faced with Karl's charge, the red-haired man did not choose to 'cast a spell', but instead drew his sword from his waist and flicked the blade, creating several afterimages.

This speed...

Knight's Squire!

Moreover, he was definitely not a newly promoted knight squire.

"drink!"

Karl gave a low shout, increasing his speed once again.

Combat Technique - Gale Slash!

Four afterimages appeared out of thin air, merging with the main body of the broadsword, and the five sword shadows instantly engulfed the opponent.

Furthermore, with the aid of a zero-ring sorcery secondary spell field, the air within a radius of several meters seemed to stagnate slightly.

"bite……"

"when!"

The sound of the collision was as loud as a torrential downpour.

The red-haired man was clearly caught off guard by the invisible force field, and his expression changed drastically, but he remained composed.

"when……"

It's blocked!

Although the red-haired man appeared to be struggling, he managed to block the attack thanks to his solid foundation.

"snort!"

With a flick of their longswords, the two clashed in mid-air.

suddenly.

A bright light appeared out of nowhere, its brilliance extremely dazzling to those who had lived in Black City for many years.

Light spell!

The red-haired man instinctively closed his eyes, then realized something was wrong.

Got it!

"puff!"

With a sweeping motion, Karl slashed across the red-haired man's abdomen, leaving a long gash. He then swung again, severing the man's life completely.

dead!

Karl, sword in hand, breathing heavily, looked at the last person in the arena.

The knife-wielding man who was seriously injured.

After a while.

Three corpses lay scattered on the ground, hot blood flowing down the surface, and Karl's face was pale.

The people of Black City are extremely fierce.

Even when they are at the absolute bottom, they will fight back desperately, unlike the fanatical followers of the Firebringers.

Cruel and vicious, they treat human life as worthless.

It's not just about other people's lives, but also about one's own. Perhaps it is precisely the environment of Black City that shaped this kind of personality.

"what?"

Karl examined the red-haired man's body with a puzzled expression:

"No enchanted items?"

He had not forgotten that the other party had used "spells" against the enemy.

When a wizard apprentice activates witchcraft, there will be fluctuations in mental energy that ordinary people cannot detect. As a fellow wizard apprentice, he would not be unaware of it.

There was no obvious mental fluctuation just now; this situation only occurs when casting spells using enchanted items.

but,

There were no demonic items on the corpse.

"strangeness."

Karl stroked his chin, his eyes flashing, and bent down to remove all the clothes from the red-haired man's body.

immediately,

My gaze fell on the corpse's left arm.

"Whoosh!"

"puff!"

He swung his broadsword down, severing the arm in one fell swoop. He wrapped the arm in his clothes and hurriedly left before the others arrived.

After a while.

Several figures appeared in the scene.

"Redhead is dead."

A man crouched beside the corpse and spoke in a muffled voice:

"The person who made the move was clean and efficient, killing three people in a short time. He is definitely a master among the knights' squires."

"The other party also took away the red-haired man's magic seal."

The person examining the body looked up, revealing a delicate and pretty face:

"Brother, does the Sickle Society have any more experts like this?"

A burly, imposing figure stood not far away, resembling a giant bear, and gently shook his head upon hearing this.

"no."

He loosely clenched his fists:

"All five leaders of the Sickle Society, including Goron, are dead at my hands."

"That was done by someone else." The woman shrugged, showing no sympathy despite the fact that her companion had died.

"Redhead is really unlucky; he runs into a master halfway through his journey."

"check."

The burly man spoke in a muffled voice:

"Anyone who kills a member of our Brotherhood will pay the price."

"Yes."

The woman nodded and let out a low whistle.

moment.

The surrounding soil trembled, and rats scurried out from the dark corners, sniffed the ground, and scattered.

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Fragments of the Divine Realm.

Carl took out a large-diameter glass container from the pile of items and filled it with the experimental coagulating liquid.

At last.

Place the red-haired man's arm inside.

He brought back the arm specifically, not because he had any strange quirks, but because of the patterns on it.

"Spell model?"

Karl rested his chin on his hand, seemingly lost in thought.

The lines on his arms are intricate and bizarre, and looking at them for too long can make one dizzy, resembling a magic model.

"The red-haired man is neither a wizarding apprentice nor does he possess any enchanted items. His ability to cast spells must be due to these patterns. I wonder if we can decipher them."

Analyzing spell models is an essential skill for wizards.

Otherwise, if you acquire a demonized item, how can you know the activation method or the replica of the witchcraft on it?

This all needs to be analyzed.

However, for a beginner, analyzing a spell model is by no means easy, even for relatively simple spells.

"Could it be that witchcraft exists in other worlds too?"

"Well……"

"Or you could call it a Dharma seal!"

Karl had heard of the sign of Dharma, but he only knew about it from the lower classes.

"Maybe……"

Karl seemed to be deep in thought:

"We should spend more time exploring Black City."

He is no longer the ordinary person who had to be careful when facing the unknown world.

Instead, they were knight squires and wizard apprentices with considerable combat power.

The red-haired man was quite strong. He withstood the combat techniques under the influence of the magical field. Even if he was not as strong as Diana, he should be about the same. However, he was still cut down by Karl's sword.

So it is calculated that...

Karl's strength is no less than that of a knight's squire at the peak.

Based on what I've learned these past few days, the top figures in Black City are only knights, and the knight squires at the peak level are outstanding experts from various forces.

However, for safety's sake, and to prevent anyone from watching him from the other side, he doesn't plan to go there in the next few days; he'll wait and see.

(End of this chapter)