Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 53 I Have a Bold Idea

In the original story, the fall of Bo City seems to be inextricably linked to these rats.

The Giant-Eyed Blood Rat isn't very strong, but it's an excellent burrower.

Bai Mo remembered that in the original novel, when the disaster struck Bo City, many demons used the tunnels dug by these rats to bypass the defenses of Xuefeng Mountain and directly invade the city, causing widespread death.

So, are there any holes dug by giant-eyed rats in this park?

In Bai Mo's mind, since Leng Qing had explored this place, if there really were any tunnels or caves, she must have explored them.

Since it wasn't mentioned, it either isn't here, or it's not available yet.

After wandering around the park without finding anything else, Bai Mo came out and sent the information about finding the Black Beast Demon in this park to the Magic Association.

The grass has been cleared, but whether the snakes inside were startled, and what they would do if they were, remains to be seen.

He planned to use these next few days to break through his limits, as both of his elemental systems had reached their bottlenecks. Bai Mo sighed, wondering what Leng Qing was doing.

A shadow swept across the high courtyard wall, silently.

As Leng Qing emerged from the Mu family's manor, she frowned. She had been tracking those who were spreading rumors about Judge Bai Mo's identity and his recent movements.

Ultimately, she discovered that most of the information first flowed into this branch of the Mu family. Given the Mu family's status, she could easily imagine the position of this branch in Bo City.

Thinking about it this way, those actions seemed to have nothing wrong with them, but having been a judge for several years, Leng Qing knew that status, power, strength, and reputation had nothing to do with the character of the person who possessed them.

Some people in the Black Vatican like to disguise themselves as seemingly respectable figures, but after observing several powerful members of the Mu family, she felt that something was amiss, yet she couldn't find anything.

Inside the manor, in an elegantly furnished tea room, a refined middle-aged man with a warm smile was leisurely brewing tea.

His gaze swept over the beautiful garden view outside the window, which he had grown tired of looking at, and then he glanced at a butler-like figure standing at the door. His voice was calm and even.

"What is it? Come in and tell me."

"Yes!" the butler replied respectfully, stepping into the room, closing the door behind him, and stopping at a distance from Mu He, bowing his head and saying:

"Sir, our black servant in the North District Park was dealt with by that incompetent judge who just arrived. This has attracted the attention of Yang Zuohe and his men!"

"Sir, that brat is too much of an eyesore, should we..."

The man who looked like a butler spoke, still standing obediently without moving, but the cold killing intent that suddenly emanated from him revealed his thoughts.

The sound of water being poured filled the air. Mu He didn't rush to give instructions, but instead leisurely sipped the tea in his cup before saying:

"Send out a newly joined gray-robed member to investigate. The Holy Church has been planning this for ten years; how could these incompetent fools possibly have guessed it?!"

Then, tell your men to behave themselves these days. If we don't move, there won't be any flaws. Just wait and see; the Holy Church's plan will begin soon! As for that judge, ignore him.

"yes!"

……

The simple room was empty and quiet, with a glass of water on the coffee table watching its shadow stretch out.

Suddenly, the cup shattered, and water spilled onto the wobbly coffee table.

If you look into the distance, you can see that everything in the room is vibrating and shaking.

Some smaller ornaments were even shattered by the unseen force.

When everything returned to silence, Bai Mo opened his eyes. The lingering silver light in his eyes shone into the air, illuminating the empty source stone in his hand, which had now shrunk to the size of a fist.

He had reached the second level of the intermediate stage of the Space System. He looked inward at the Silver Star Kingdom in his spiritual world, which had expanded its territory by a large margin.

The summoning system was already fully developed. Bai Mo glanced at his summoning stardust. His consciousness returned to the outside world, and he took out a small box.

The moment it was opened, a pure energy wave emanated in all directions.

Inside is an oval crystal the size of an egg, and the whole thing is translucent.

This is the Nebula Spirit Vein. With it, I don't need to exert myself to break through the barrier between the initial and intermediate stages.

Ignoring the messy room, Bai Mo closed his eyes again and guided the vast and pure energy from the Nebula Spirit Vein into his Summoning Nebula.

Time slipped by quietly, as if someone had knocked on the door, and the moonlight shone through the window, bringing a little light to the dark bedroom.

In Bai Mo's spiritual world, a cluster of moon-white starlight is expanding with tremendous force, spreading its soft and pure color across more emptiness and darkness.

As it gradually calmed and stabilized, forty-nine stars, shining with a moon-white radiance like the moon, floated quietly.

It was as if they were inspecting their new home.

I opened my eyes to find the room dark. A thought crossed my mind, and then, with a snap, something clicked.

As soon as the lights came on, Bai Mo noticed something was wrong.

On the balcony, a figure stood quietly.

He turned his head away, and the other person, sensing the movement, also turned around.

That familiar figure, that expressionless, cold and beautiful face, those eyes even more chilling than the autumn wind.

This immediately lowered his guard, and the invisible phantom sword in the air suddenly dissipated. Bai Mo looked puzzled and asked:

"Sister Leng Qing, what brings you here?"

"I haven't heard from you for a week, so I'm checking in."

Leng Qing strode into the dusty, debris-covered room and slowly said, "Your cultivation has broken through?"

"Hmm!" Bai Mo nodded, noticing Leng Qing's slightly furrowed brows, and asked, "Has Sister Leng Qing's investigation not been going well these past few days?"

"No, it went too smoothly." Shaking her head, Leng Qing's voice was heavy as she continued,

"After you killed the Black Beast Demon, it did attract the attention of some people in Bo City. Then, on the third day, a gray-robed priest from the Black Church was captured by a team of city demon hunters."

"Later, through some means, the man in gray revealed his identity. He was an ordinary resident who lost his wife and children during a blue alert a few years ago."

Therefore, he hated the magicians for not protecting them, and he hated why his wife and children died while others were still alive and well. According to the records, he attempted suicide once, but disappeared after the failed attempt.

It now appears he has joined the Black Vatican, and according to him, he wants everyone in the world to be executed for his wife and children.

After listening to Leng Qing's extremely calm description of what had happened, Bai Mo stroked his chin, knowing that this gray-clad man was merely a sacrifice pushed out, but he had indeed played a role.

The Black Vatican will use their methods to subtly influence those who meet their criteria, and it's unknown whether this gray-clad individual joined voluntarily.

Bringing himself back to reality, Bai Mo asked:

"Now that provides a reason for the Black Beast Demon incident, do the higher-ups in Bo City believe it?"

"Some people believe it, and some are skeptical." With his arms crossed, Leng Qing looked somewhat helpless. "But as time goes on, if everything goes as usual, everyone will believe it."

"Then, Sister Leng Qing, what about you? Do you believe it or not?" Bai Mo asked a crucial question.

"This went too smoothly. If the Black Vatican's people could be confessed through torture, we would have uprooted them long ago." Leng Qing rolled her eyes, her tone still solemn.

"But as long as you stay here and don't leave, they won't let their guard down completely."

Bai Mo shook his head. They couldn't stay here forever, and Leng Qing's plan to alert the enemy had also failed.

The Black Vatican members are not a bunch of fools. They know how to be patient and, at a small cost, nipped in the bud any signs that might have led to their actual exposure.

Cut it off in advance?!

Thinking of this, Bai Mo had a flash of inspiration, and looked up at Leng Qing with burning eyes, asking:

"Sister Leng Qing, do you have a map showing the distribution of demons around Bo City?"

"What do you need it for?"

"I have a bold idea, you'll find out soon enough."

Seeing this, Leng Qing was puzzled, but still took out a map from her spatial magic tool and gave it to him.

Bai Mo spread the map out on the bed and looked down at it.

The Xuefeng Mountains, stretching from southeast to northwest, block the wolf pack to the west. Not far to the north lies a city, while scattered demons roam the wilderness to the east. Further east, the Wuyi Mountains are not considered, as that is the Wuyi Mountain Tribunal.

Thinking of this, Bai Mo glanced at Leng Qing beside him. This Inquisition was backed by a powerful figure from the Black Vatican. In the original story, Leng Qing almost died because of her, so he had to find an opportunity to expose her.

Collecting his thoughts, Bai Mo continued to look at the map.

To the south of Bocheng lies the Nanling Mountains, the territory of the White Demon Eagles, who generally do not leave their habitat on their own initiative.

Meanwhile, in the foothills of the Nanling Mountains near Bocheng, the Demon Wolf Clan, ruled by the Winged Wolf, is eyeing the area with predatory intent.

Therefore, this area is also known as Wolf Ridge. However, this area is not far from Xuefeng Mountain and Nanling Mountain; in short, it is a mountain range.

Bai Mo looked at a spot in this area, a place that belonged neither to wolves nor eagles, and took it into his view.

There is also a leader here, a solitary demon called the Three-Tailed Tanuki, whose food is the rats in the mountains.

The three-tailed raccoon is not very aggressive towards humans; once they are full, they will only play in the forest or sleep.

"Corrupted Blood Grass?!" He saw a grass drawn on the territory of the three-tailed raccoon demon, its scent being the favorite of the blood rats.

Bai Mo guessed that there must be a lot of blood-corroding grass in this mountain range, which attracted a lot of the Blood Rat clan, so this leader-level demon stayed here.

"What are your thoughts?" Leng Qing asked, looking at the map beside him.

"Sister Leng Qing, since the Black Vatican intends to use the Winged Wolves to deal with Bo City, let's just eliminate the Winged Wolves."

Bai Mo pointed to the location of the Winged Wolf and said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Leng Qing was taken aback, but then said expressionlessly:

"Kill them? Do you think I don't want to? I don't have the ability! And if we want to mobilize the experts of the Inquisition, we need to investigate this matter thoroughly and get the Inquisition to send people."

"No, Sister Leng Qing, I didn't mean for you to come alone." Shaking his head, Bai Mo's tone remained calm. He pointed to the Snow Peak Mountain Post Station and then to the Three-Tailed Fox Demon, his eyes shining brightly.

"First, let Winged Wolf and this three-tailed fox demon fight until they're half-dead or die together. Then, Sister Leng Qing, contact Zhan Kong of the Military Intelligence Bureau in Snow Peak Mountain and explain the mission of the Trial Council and our suspicions to him. We'll then wait for the right moment to strike. If possible, we'll eliminate Winged Wolf!"

Bai Mo continued, "As long as there is no commander, or the commander is seriously injured, even if the Black Church can still send demons to attack the city, with the power of the military mages of Xuefeng Mountain, we can hold them off for a period of time, allowing the residents of the city to suffer fewer casualties and have more time to reach Anjie."

As Bai Mo spoke, Leng Qing's eyes gradually brightened, but quickly dimmed again. Her brows furrowed, and she calmly pointed out the flaw in this method:

"The idea is good, but there's a serious problem. Your entire plan rests on the premise of a life-or-death battle between the Winged Wolf and the Three-Tailed Tanuki."

The leader's intelligence is comparable to that of some adults; simple provocation won't work and will only incite hatred between the two sides. Therefore, your method won't work.

"No, I have a way." Bai Mo said with a gentle smile.

(End of this chapter)