Wizard: I brought the wrong system...

Chapter 305 Taking Action

"stop!"

Before the towering, imposing crescent-shaped marble gate, several guards sized up the mysterious figure in gray robes and cautiously inquired, "Who are you?"

"The wizard of Perrin Castle has come to pay a visit to Viscount Corey," the burly man in gray robes said in a deep voice under the bright lights.

This was Yaro, wearing armor and a wizard's robe, which he had just taken out of his spatial ring.

"wizard?"

The tall, thin guard on the left repeated the word, his grip on the hilt of his sword gradually loosening, his back subtly hunching over, as he offered a slightly obsequious smile: "Excuse me, do you have an invitation?"

Yaro naturally didn't have an invitation, but he had something similar.

—The letter delivered by the Blood Bat!

The letter bore the seal of Viscount Corey's ring!

Letters bearing this seal are entitled to a certain degree of passage within this territory.

While it wasn't enough to allow direct entry, it at least let the guards know that this person had indeed corresponded with Viscount Corey and wasn't a complete stranger.

Sure enough, after seeing the ring seal on Yaro's letter, the tall, thin guard made a few hand gestures, and several thorny sensations immediately shifted away.

"Sir wizard, if you wish to visit Viscount Corey, please come during the day."

The tall, thin guard said this as he respectfully handed the letter back.

indeed.

Without a party, late at night doesn't seem like a good time to visit someone.

However, Yarrow wasn't really visiting his "neighbor." He took the letter and casually asked, "Is Viscount Corey not here?"

If he weren't there, things could have become much more complicated.

"It's getting late, Your Excellency needs to rest!"

Having confirmed the authenticity of the ring's seal, the guard was completely unsuspecting and even offered, "If you really want to visit, you can rest at an inn for the night and come back tomorrow morning. I know a few decent places..."

Yaro didn't listen to what was going on and instead looked at the brightly lit inner courtyard.

"Oh, so he was there!"

Having confirmed this crucial issue, the next question is how to find him.

The best approach, of course, is to feign a visit and then launch a sudden attack.

However, since the timing doesn't allow for this, we have to resort to other means.

A simple, efficient, direct, and arguably utterly unsophisticated method.

"I have very urgent business to attend to with Viscount Corey immediately!"

As Yarrow spoke, he intended to use this to mislead Viscount Corey as a smokescreen to prevent him from escaping.

"If it's something very urgent, I can inform the butler first. You can speak with him first, and if it's confirmed that Viscount Corey is the only one who can handle it, he can also relay the message for you."

The tall, thin guard's bowing and scraping, coupled with his reasonable words, surprised even Yaro, who wanted to be an "unwelcome guest."

It's not easy for it to flare up.

How about... we skip the procedures and just get started?

Just as Yarrow was feeling overwhelmed, a slightly younger guard suddenly spoke up: "Isn't that wizard still here? Drinks are still being brought into the main hall, and Viscount Corey isn't resting either..."

The tall, thin guard's expression changed slightly, and he turned around, sternly shouting, "Shut up!"

However, that no longer matters.

When you hear the words "another wizard," "the main hall," and "Viscount Corey didn't rest," then associate them with the role of the elves.

A wizard whom Viscount Corey would entertain without rest, plus a treasure that even wizards covet.

—Danger!

We can't delay any longer!

"Get out of the way, I need to get in right now!"

Yaro swung his hand and shoved at the tall, thin guard blocking his way.

While Yaro's strength might not be significantly different from that of these seasoned professional soldiers, his armor made his center of gravity exceptionally stable. Combined with his unique power generation techniques, he effectively utilized the weight and inertia of his body and armor.

It looked like a casual shove, but it made the tall, thin guard stagger and his body involuntarily lean to one side.

Taking advantage of this opening, Yaro quickly passed through and rushed inside.

The main hall is an important building for receiving guests and hosting parties and banquets, so its location must be prominent.

With the guards providing reminders and drinks still flowing in the main hall, there was no need to worry about not finding the destination!

Noticing Yarrow's movement, the tall, thin guard, disregarding his fall, shouted frantically, "Stop!"

Everyone else, including the guard who had just spoken, also had a drastic change in expression.

And so they let Yaro go, and all the soldiers guarding the gate were held responsible!

"Stop him!"

"No entry without permission!"

But no matter how much the crowd shouted, Yaro, who had already made up his mind, paid no attention.

Faced with this situation, the tall, thin guard gritted his teeth, a ferocious look appearing on his face, and shouted sharply, "Attack!"

The feeling of being pricked by thorns resurfaced.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

With a few barely audible whooshing sounds, Yaro's heart tightened. Just as he was about to look down, he heard a few crisp metallic knocking sounds behind him.

Almost at the same moment, a continuous shockwave emanated from the armor on his back, and Yaro knew that he had been hit by an arrow.

But perhaps because of the cover of the wizard's robe, they did not know that there was a suit of armor hidden under the robe, so the arrows only hit the back, which was the easiest place to hit.

But not everyone else is a fool.

The arrows had already torn through the clothing on his back, and the gleam of the heavy metal armor would surely be clearly visible in the bright candlelight.

If the first attack fails for this reason, what about subsequent attacks?

A sense of humiliation inexplicably arose in Yaro's heart, a shame and resentment of a tiger being attacked by a sheep, and the suppressed anger and murderous intent in his heart surged again.

"You guys—you're asking for it!"

He desperately tried to suppress this strange thought, but his reason was also echoing his anger:

"We can't be careless! They intend to kill me, and I'm not truly powerful enough to become a formal wizard!"

"In terms of defense, aside from the armor, he's just an ordinary person!"

"We can't hold back anymore!"

His mind was tense, his adrenaline was surging, the slight pain in his back was directly blocked out, and all the noises around him were magnified infinitely in his mind.

Om-!

Only then did a faint echo of a bowstring reach Aro's ears.

Mist Body Technique.

--activation!

boom!

The mist exploded, and Yaro's figure sank into the fog.

Master-level skill - Cat-like punch running.

--activation!

A chessboard-like mental space quickly unfolded as Yaro surveyed his surroundings and swiftly locked onto several guards who were intercepting him from the left front.

The earth-elemental magic core surged suddenly, and two clods of earth shot out rapidly. The leg muscles immediately coordinated and exerted force in conjunction with the clods of earth that shot out.

Instantaneous Movement Technique - Second Instantaneous Movement.

--activation!

Swish!

Suddenly accelerating, before the archers on his back could react, Yaro had already rushed into the crowd.

The fire-elemental magic core followed closely behind, and before it could mobilize the surrounding void energy, it surged directly into the hand resting on the sword hilt.

Using the Heat Melting Technique, the Fiery Greatsword is activated!

Solar Fist – Ready to unleash its power!

(End of this chapter)