Chapter 182 (1/2)

Chapter 182: The Black Moon Conspiracy

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

Link managed to take a break from his hectic schedule for two hours under Herrera’s invitation. He then returned to the Mage Tower to do some casual reading and even slept early at eight o’ clock. It was a relaxing day.

Link originally thought he could have a good rest all the way till the next morning. However, his heart palpitated at an insane rate in the middle of his sleep. He screamed and sat up immediately in shock.

He then touched the back of his pajamas and found it to be soaked in cold sweat. He could also still feel the effects of the frantic palpitation he experienced. It did not reduce in intensity despite the fact that he had awakened.

Magicians possessed strong souls and would never feel flustered for no reason at all, even more so for powerful Magicians like Link. This sudden outburst of panic must definitely be some kind of premonition. Link’s soul had been strengthened by the God of Light and had reached the level of a sacred spirit. Herrera had personally validated the fact. His intuition to danger was thus unusually strong.

He immediately donned his blue magic robe and opened the curtains to take a look outside. It was completely dark, and nothing could be seen. Link spun and looked at the clock before realizing it was ten minutes to midnight.

At that moment, as Link was starting to get sober, the feeling of panic had begun to subside. If an ordinary Magician were to encounter such a situation, they would probably doubt their own judgment and miss the best chance to escape.

However, Link was different. He was sure that something dangerous was approaching. Seeing no suspicious movements through his window, Link rushed out of his room after taking his wand and Prophet’s White Stone. He then checked his Mana Points.

Only half full at 1500 points? That is not enough! Link wanted to replenish his Mana Points using a mid-level Mana Recovery Potion. However, he put the potion back into his dimensional pendant after some thought.

His Mana Recovery Speed was 200 points per hour. He also had 220 spare Omni Points which would allow him to instantly refill his Mana Points if needed. The potion should only be used if he was left with no choice.

Link headed for the highest floor of the Mage Tower without hesitation. He ran all the way to the top and reached Herrera’s doorstep half a minute later. He then raised his wand and tapped the runes on the door frantically.

The runes started sounding in succession, accurately reflecting the panic in Link’s heart.

“Who is there!” Herrera’s voice was transmitted through the magic runes.

“Mentor, it’s me!” Link shouted.

Ten seconds later, the door opened. Herrera appeared only wearing a nightgown with her hair disheveled, holding her crystal staff defensively. Link noticed that her forehead was also drenched in perspiration, her eyes shining with fear.

“Mentor, you had a nightmare as well?” Link asked. Sudden palpitations and nightmares were premonitions that Magicians would get in the face of impending danger.

Herrera nodded. “I dreamed that the academy was in flames. A few people were laughing wildly, but there were bodies everywhere! It was too terrible!” Herrera’s voice trembled as she spoke. It was clear that the dream was emotionally traumatizing.

Powerful Magicians seldom dreamed. However, once they did, their sightings would often come true, especially those with a strong connection to their life.

Link immediately said, “Mentor, I am afraid this is the Black Moon Conspiracy. We have to take precautions!”

Herrera was startled for a moment but quickly recollected herself. She used a hairband to tie her disheveled hair into a ponytail and tapped her staff lightly on her shoulders. Similar to the time when she gave chase to Bale, her nightgown was immediately replaced by a blue battle magic robe.

Link could not help but catch a glimpse of Herrera’s body once more. Fortunately, he had experience with this spell and immediately shifted his gaze.

Herrera took ten seconds to change before speaking, “Let’s go to the rooftop and see what’s going on.”

“Alright.”

The size of Herrera’s Mage Tower was not huge. However, it was still decent in terms of height. Standing 60 feet tall, one would be able to get a bird’s eye view of the entire academy, apart from the Heaven’s Thorn and the Spiral Mage Tower.

The two of them quickly reached the rooftop. For some reason, the darkness was especially suffocating, and despite being extremely dark, the moon and the stars were not visible. It seemed as though the sky was shrouded in a thick layer of clouds, though closer inspection would suggest that the air did not contain the oppressive feeling usually present during a cloudy night.

It was indeed very strange.

Standing on the rooftop, the two of them cast their views across the entire academy.

“The Eye of the Civet!” A pale, yellow light appeared at the tip of Link’s staff, and two wisps floated into their bodies. Their eyes were then immediately shrouded in a faint amber glow.

The Eye of the Civet

Level-2 spell

Effect: Gives the user cat-like night vision and allows them to see through the oppressive darkness