Chapter 7 (1/2)

Chapter 7: Who’s the Toy Here?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The young Magician who had popped out of nowhere rather confused Jiggs.

Truth be told, the operation on the Magic Academy had been far too easy. The Magicians here had been raised in ivory towers. Their spellcasting had been artless, like children learning to walk.

Honestly, Jiggs felt a little disappointed.

The Magician who guarded the Portal Tower had a sea of knowledge and Mana flowing within him. He’d been able to cast Level-4 Spells, but Jiggs had finished him off within just two seconds.

One charge, a shield strike, and a quick swipe of his blade. That was all it took. It had been so easy; it was almost distasteful.

A Magician who had no idea how to fight with magic—it was inexplicable. A Magician like that wouldn’t have even lasted a day in the Black Forest.

The young man who stood before him didn’t look a day over 20. He was probably one of the academy’s Apprentices. But compared to the teachers Jiggs had already faced, what could possibly be special about their students?

Because of that, Jiggs didn’t act immediately. He just snorted and laughed coldly, “Young man, do you think that you’re invincible just because you’ve learned a few days of magic? Look at him. He’s probably been dabbling in magic longer than you’ve even lived.”

Jiggs kicked the corpse by his feet. Link recognized it. It was Master Phil, one of the academy’s only Level-4 Magicians. He had been 50 years old this year, with 30 years of experience in magic. Indeed, he had learned magic much, much longer than Link had been alive.

“The strength of a person’s magic doesn’t just depend on how long they’ve studied it. Talent is more important! You pariahs, I’ll show you what real magic looks like!”

Link’s voice was calm and cold. As he spoke, he lightly and discreetly tapped his foot on the ground. No one noticed his little trick.

“Hahaha. Then let me see your so-called talent. Sherman, go and cut his head off for me!” Jiggs ordered, pointing to one of his subordinates.

“As you wish!”

The Dark Elf Warrior Sherman carried his shield and walked towards Link. Twenty paces away, he suddenly set his shield in front of him and charged at the young Magician.

Lesser Charge

Battle Skill

Effect: A warrior can use a special breathing technique to gain explosive strength throughout his body. For a short period, they will gain unimaginable speed. It is highly recommended for use against Magicians.

The Dark Elf Warrior was incredibly fast. His body raced through the air with a loud fwoosh.

What was worse, he held an anti-magic shield, and so magic couldn’t hurt him directly. When he reached Link, he would be able to cut down the Magician’s head with just one swing of his sword.

Yes, just one swing!

From the shadows, Celine had her wand extended at the ready, a darkness emanating from its tip. The young man was in danger. She couldn’t just stand by any longer.

In the next moment, however, she withdrew her wand.

The reason was very simple–Sherman hadn’t managed to reach Link.

Halfway there, Sherman had reached his maximum speed. But each subsequent step he took was a struggle, leaving a deep footprint on the ground. The ground pushed against him, stopping him from moving forward.

Just five paces away from his target, he found that the hard, solid ground had become very soft. He couldn’t push off of it.

Not only was he unable to continue forward, but because his foot had struck the ground with such strength, his entire leg sunk into the ground.

He had been charging forward at lightning speed, a minimum of 60 feet per second. With one leg in the ground and the other still on solid ground, at such a high velocity, they heard a resounding crack–it was the sound of Sherman’s pelvic bone shattering.

The worst had yet to come. The soft spot between his legs fell astride the solid ground!

He had been charging forward with all his might, and the momentum had carried on into his fall. There was a squelch. Something else had broken.

A shattered pelvis and a fatal blow to the groin—the pain was intolerable!

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!” Sherman screamed with all the breath his lungs would allow. Anyone could hear the agony in his voice.

After letting out a couple more screams, the Warrior’s head dropped to the side. He had passed out due to the sheer amount of pain.

The warrior Sherman had been ruined with just one little spell.

Mud Marsh

Level-0 Spell

Effect: Transform solid ground into soft mud.

(Note: Do not step on it! Especially not when it’s hard! Stepping on it while running at high speeds is absolutely forbidden! Or else bear the consequences.)

“Hmmm?” Jiggs finally started to take his opponent seriously. Looking at Sherman’s tragic state, his eyes narrowed in on Link.

“Apprentice, you’ve made me very angry!”

The Magician before him was a very low level. He hadn’t crushed Sherman because of his strength, but because they had been careless.

But now, Jiggs was serious.

Pulling out the sword that hung by his waist, Jiggs gave orders to the Warrior next to him. “Terry, guard the Portal Tower. I will deal with this little thing myself.”

“Yes, Commander.” Terry retreated to the side. He knew that Jiggs would never gang up with him on a young Magician like that. Such was the pride of a powerful soldier.

Jiggs walked forward slowly, swinging his sword in the air languidly.

The black, heavy shield he carried glowed a soft white, made more obvious by the dark of the night. That was the Battle Aura that only Level-3 Warriors could have.

Then, he strolled towards Link as if he were leisurely walking through a park.

“Fireball!” Link growled.

A marble-sized white ball of flame appeared. It shot towards Jiggs.

Jiggs lifted his shield. With a small bang, the fireball collided with it, scattering into a cloud of futile sparks, not even causing the white glow of the shield to flicker.

Level-0 magic was too weak. A Level-3 Warrior could easily defend himself from such attacks.

As if confirming Link’s thoughts, Jiggs said, “If that is all your magic can do, then you needn’t put up a struggle. Just stretch your neck out and let me cut you down.”

Fully clad in anti-magic armor, Jiggs seemed undefeatable, like a battle tank.

In the dark, Celine stretched her wand out again. This Jiggs was an experienced warrior, and he had Battle Aura. She found it impossible to believe that Link could defeat someone like that.

She had to help.

In the next moment, Link attacked again.