Fanatics of the Magic Academy

"Da da da!"

The ear-piercing gunshot tore through the air; Rose's worst fears had come true.

Magicians always have a fatal pre-cast animation before casting spells.

I'm most afraid of these naive young men who pull out guns and start shooting at the drop of a hat!

In a flash, Rose judged the situation: it was no longer possible to rescue Tiana.

The reason is simple: even if he could withstand the bullets and pull the person out of the basement, there was absolutely no way he could escape unscathed with a living person.

Now that we've pinpointed Tiana's exact location, retreating and devising another plan is the best course of action!

With the high movement speed granted by [Transform into Cloud Form], Rose quickly evaded the bullets, leaving afterimages amidst the crisscrossing bullets.

After one of the young men started firing, the others seemed to wake up from a dream and instantly reacted, drawing their guns and starting to fire from all directions.

The modified gun muzzles spewed fire, forming a crisscrossing network of fire from three directions.

There was no way to avoid it; I was out of options! Realizing that evasion was nearly impossible, Rose summoned all the wind surrounding her body.

It is compressed tightly in front of the body to deflect the bullet's trajectory and reduce its kinetic energy.

Even so, who the hell can completely deflect the spray of these lads' modified guns!

The defensive line was quickly torn apart, and several bullets pierced Rose's body.

"hiss......"

The excruciating pain made Rose gasp, and using the force of the impact, he smashed through the glass.

As sparkling shards flew through the window, he clutched his wound and tumbled to the ground in a disheveled state.

"Da da da!"

The bullets from the raging dam whistled out of the broken window frame, almost grazing Rose's scalp.

He glanced down and saw blood gushing from the three bullet holes in his body.

Rose did not lose his composure; on the contrary, his eyes remained remarkably calm.

He instantly realized that this brief respite was an opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Taking advantage of this brief respite, Rose had already completed the first-circle storm magic [Bombardment].

He used the wind network to accurately pinpoint the locations of the three people inside the house.

Rose suddenly raised her blood-covered hand and aimed it at the inside of the window.

His concentration was rapidly drained away as if a floodgate had been opened, and several violent storms roared out from his palms!

With a full 40-point sanity boost, these wind projectiles emitted a piercing shriek.

He brutally tore a path through the hail of bullets and accurately hit the three people inside the house.

Without any suspense, these three people, faced with the overwhelming destructive power of this terrifying wind blast, perished the instant they made contact with it.

The three people were like fragile rotten tomatoes, their flesh and blood flying everywhere, torn to pieces by the blast of blood pressure.

Rose was not at ease, because the commotion was too great.

Rose's wind network senses that some people have already realized what's happening and are approaching this place.

He was shot and was in poor condition, so leaving is the best option for him!

Rose got up from the ground, and the wind wrapped around her body blocked the wound, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

Rose used the remaining wind to reduce and lessen resistance, and with her short stature and the cover, she quickly left the gang's stronghold.

It was completely dark by then, and Rose was staggering down the street.

He soon arrived at Hope's residence and tiptoed inside.

He went to Hope's kitchen, took out a few cans of meat and a can opener from the cupboard, and stumbled into the basement.

He went to the basement, took a pair of tweezers from the tools on the wall, and carefully removed the bullet from his body.

He then endured the pain and ate the canned meat.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes and activated [Ancient Dragon Meditation].

The electric current originating from the ancient dragon flowed within Rose's body, appearing and refining the meat she had just eaten.

The nutrients and energy contained within the meat nourished the ancient dragon flow within Rose's body, making it even stronger.

Subsequently, the Gu Long internal flow circulated within Rose's body, constantly stimulating, transforming, and repairing her body.

The three bullet holes on Rose's body began to heal and recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually leaving three shallow scars.

After an unknown amount of time, Rose slowly opened her eyes, her gilded vertical pupils scanning her surroundings.

Based on the heightened sensitivity to time inherent in followers of the ancient dragon, Rose judged that he had been meditating for approximately 5 hours.

He reached into his clothes, feeling for the bullet wounds on his body, where only faint scars remained.

And their concentration also recovers more slowly, the only consequence of which is some meat.

This is the foundational prayer of the Gu Long believers.

The first thing Rose did upon regaining consciousness was to activate [Materialism].

The gold in his eyes quickly faded, revealing the whites of his eyes, and his narrow, vertical pupils were compressed into round, azure pupils.

Rose immediately began chanting the first-circle storm magic, [Wind Net Perception].

After confirming that there was no one around and no trace of them, Rose breathed a sigh of relief.

Because Hope is involved in many things: a magician's black gloves, the head of the soup kitchen, and the corpse collector.

It's highly likely that someone will come to check at some point in time, so Rose prioritizes confirming this.

He shook his head, his mind racing as he began to think about rescuing Tiana.

One question is, how can he infiltrate undetected and escape from the gang with Tiana?

For Rose, infiltrating and escaping the gang was easy, but the question is how he managed to bring Tiana along with him?

The most fatal problem for mages is that their spells have a cast time delay. When facing guns, even with skills like "Transform into Cloud Form" and "Wind Net Perception," Rose can only barely find opportunities to roam and counterattack.

unless......

Rose recklessly revealed his identity as a follower of the Ancient Dragons, which, as such, greatly increased the chances of rescuing Tiana.

Because the ancient dragon believers' prayer release animation is faster than pulling the trigger of a gun, they also have ranged prayer [Lightning Gun] and area-of-effect ultimate prayer [Lightning Strike].

In addition, the high strength and agility brought by [Vitality Flow], and the excellent control over the body brought by faith, allow for complete freedom of movement.

Bringing Tiana out wouldn't be a problem either.

But what are the consequences?

What will be the consequences?

It was the exposure of Rose's cult membership that led to his eventual annihilation by the entire state apparatus.

Rose fell into thought and evaluation.

Just then, Hans, lying on the bed, uttered some incoherent ramblings, interrupting Rose's thoughts.

Rose turned her gaze to Hans, walked up to him, and bent down to listen to Hans's ramblings.

"I'm sorry... Tiana..."

"It's because Dad is useless..."

"I'm sorry... Tiana..."

"It's because Dad is useless..."

Compared to his previous babbling, Hans's babbling at this moment was unusually clear.

It was like a final burst of energy before death, and in fact, it was.

Hans kept repeating these two sentences, repeating them over and over again, his repetitions accompanied by wailing, wailing filled with pain, regret and sorrow.

The repeated sound grew fainter and fainter.

Until there was no sound.

Hans is dead.

Rose fell silent for a moment.

"call..."

Rose tilted her head back, covered her eyes with her right hand, and let out a long breath.

He slowly lowered his right hand, and his azure round pupils had transformed into gilded vertical pupils.

Rose lowered her head and looked at Hans's twisted and deformed corpse.

He gave up thinking.

If they're to be burned at the stake, then so be it.

To be retaliated against, tortured, and made to suffer a fate worse than death by the relatives of the nobles—let them retaliate, torture, and make to suffer a fate worse than death.

Rose wanted Hans to die peacefully, but Hans had too many eyes on his face, and Rose didn't know which eye was connected to the optic nerve.

Perhaps Hans had already gone blind.

Rose tidied up Hans's body, then turned and left.

The "Materialism" mode is not enabled.

He didn't want to think about it anymore; he just wanted to rescue Tiana.

Rose left the basement step by step and walked to the door.

With his hand on the doorknob, his gilded vertical pupils stared at the door. He knew that opening this door might lead to utter ruin.

Just as Rose was struggling to open the door, an old, weak voice, carrying a plea for help, came from behind her.

"Rosé!"

Rose turned around and saw Kenneth.

That was how Rose looked the last time she saw Kenneth.

Kenneth struggled to straighten his weak body, pointed a slightly curled finger at Rose, and instructed:

"Remember this: for a mage facing extreme conflict, offense is always the best solution!"

Reason returned, thoughts returned, and Rose stood there, stunned.

The gilded vertical pupils had transformed into round, azure pupils, emitting a faint glow in the dark room.