Chapter 244 (2/2)

Anthony also sensed the elves’ ulterior motive. He chuckled and said, “Link has just returned from the North. The travel must have been hard. Why don’t we do it another time?”

At the side, Herrera nodded as well. Smiling, she said in her smooth and gentle voice, “Master Link’s spells are too dangerous. It is not suitable to demonstrate them at an event like today. What if he hurts someone? Your Majesty, I think Master Link has something important to discuss with you, don’t you think?”

Hearing this, King Leon began to follow Herrera’s flow. However, the High Elf was adamant. He stood up and walked out while introducing himself.

“I am Morrowson from the Rosshander familia, a Level-7 Magician. I’ve heard many stories about Magician Link and am very curious. Anyway, this won’t take much time.”

With that, he took out a small Mithril ball. His wand glowed, and the ball hovered before him. It began to produce different complex images—birds, horses, flowers, and more.

Every image was realistic without even a sliver of a flaw.

That was not all. Multitasking, Morrowson demonstrated his transformation spells and spoke to the silent Link at the same time, “Mr. Link, I heard that your enchantments are very advanced. What do you think of my Higgs Force Field?”

Objectively, Morrowson was using it very well. Even Link was not at his level. He still had not spent enough time learning magic and never trained in these showy techniques.

With this, the enchantment master from the East Cove Magic Academy looked uncomfortable. Even Master Weissmuller, who specialized in enchantments, could not use transformation spells as easily as Morrowson.

This situation was different now. The opponent was very strong and showed that he was challenging the other. If Link didn’t accept it, it was a blow to his ego. If he did, he would lose.

Awkward.

The enchantment masters of East Cove Magic Academy were all silent. Dean Anthony whispered to Link, “Just use something you’re good at to deal with him. These small techniques aren’t important.”

But Link frowned. He did not like these meaningless spells. He could sense that the High Elf was doing this out of arrogance. However, after all those life-or-death experiences, Link had pride and restraint for his spells.

Once he cast a spell, he must get something in return, either money or a life. He did not like performing in front of everyone for the sake of it.

Seeing that he was not speaking, Princess Milda guessed that he did not dare to accept the challenge and was a bit disappointed. “I see. Your reputation was probably just exaggerated by the human race. I knew that humans couldn’t have any official Magicians. They’re all amateurs.”

Of course, she only thought that. She couldn’t say it out loud. Instead, she reprimanded, “Morrowson, what are you doing? Mr. Link just returned from the northern battlefield. Can’t you let him rest? Step down. Demonstrations can come later.”

Morrowson shrugged. “As you wish, Your Highness.”

He put away his Mithril ball with disappointment and prepared to return to the High Elves’ tent. The atmosphere was heavy, and the human Magicians were all embarrassed. King Leon felt humiliated as well and didn’t know what to say.

“Wait.” Link stood up.

Morrowson stopped and smiled. “Mr. Link, did you prepare a skill?”

Link’s smile faded. He shook his head and said, “It’s not a skill. It’s just a small trick.”

With that, he took out his wand. Mana rushed in. Half a second later, the air before him trembled. A round three-foot-wide spatial lens appeared. Then, Link took out a Mithril ball the size of a finger and flicked it towards the mirror. After the ball entered, the mirror began to distort. It folded and overlapped like a high dimensional space demonstration. It was indescribably complex.

It was maintained for three seconds before the mirror disappeared. Link reached out, and a black grain dropped into his hand. Flicking his hand, he activated the Magician’s Hand. The black metal grain floated towards Morrowson.

“It’s just a small trick, but I’m sure you wouldn’t be able to do it even after three years.”

With that, many humans involuntarily gasped. Link had spoken so arrogantly but if the High Elves could beat him, he would be so embarrassed.

However, the High Elf had a strange expression.

The moment the mirror appeared, Morrowson’s expression changed and it was not just him. The princess and the Magician legion in the distance all grew serious.

The reason was simple. Link had used spatial magic to compress the Mithril to one-hundredth of its original size. Spatial magic had always been the most difficult type of magic—not just for humans, but also for High Elves. There were only a few who could do it.

Not everyone with Mana talent could perform this magic. It required extremely high insight. In this regard, humans were not too far behind the High Elves.

Link’s words were not polite, and Morrowson was discontent, but after this, he could not argue. He nodded and said, “Master Link’s trick is very powerful but please take back what you said about three years!”

Then his expression darkened, and he stopped speaking. Holding the compressed Mithril ball, Morrowson stalked back to his seat.

He had embarrassed his race.

He would go learn spatial magic this instant!