Even though Art's attitude was sincere, the young Elite Mage beside him remained unmoved, gazing at the stars in the sky, lost in thought.
"Mr. Is?"
Facing Art's call, the young mage named Is snapped back to his senses.
"Art, I have a bad feeling. I suggest canceling this operation."
Hearing this, Art was stunned. Are you kidding me, buddy? Are you playing with me? I spent nearly my entire fortune hiring so many Adventurers and Mercenaries, and you're telling me to cancel the operation?
The arrow Is already on the string; you have to do it whether you want to or not!
Suppressing the rising anger in his heart, Art spoke respectfully on the surface.
"Please don't joke, Mr. Is. The arrow Is already on the string; how could we suddenly cancel?"
Staring at Art, Is still intended to try one more time.
"I have a premonition that something bad might happen. You know, my teacher Is an Astrologer. It's precisely because my intuition in this area Is quite sharp that my teacher took me on as an apprentice."
"Mr. Is, you said it yourself—it's just intuition. Besides, you're still only an Elite Mage. If you truly had talent, you surely would have broken through to platinum by now."
Is's gaze darkened.
"Are you questioning me?"
"I wouldn't dare. You are a noble mage; how could I doubt you?"
Is snorted coldly.
"I will not take action again. If an accident occurs, it will be a different price. All of this Is because of your hypocritical, petty heart."
Seeing this, Art also put away the smile on his face. In his eyes, success was already within his grasp. Is, who had taken ten gold coins from him, was such an eyesore. If possible, Art hoped he would be accidentally killed later.
Is gently raised his staff and closed his eyes, using his mental power to send the signal to attack to the Mercenaries.
The Mercenaries who had already sneaked to the bedside struck immediately, but when they were less than five centimeters away from the "sleeping" monsters, the creatures suddenly opened their eyes.
Daru suddenly opened his eyes. This time, his bovine eyes turned into red vertical pupils, and his body was quickly covered in red scales.
"Moo!"
With a loud shout, his thick and powerful arm grabbed the neck of the Mercenary who was about to ambush him.
"How... how Is this possible!"
The Mercenary's face turned red, and the magic rope in his hand fell to the ground.
"Cunning human! Die!!"
With a squeeze, Daru directly snapped the Mercenary's neck.
After dealing with him, Daru crashed through the window and spread his dragon wings, flying above White Crystal City. Before his eyes, dense crowds of White Crystal Knights had taken to the sky.
"What's going on?!!"
Seeing the sudden appearance of a large number of Dragon Vein Followers, Art was dazed, while Is furrowed his brows.
When he first saw some Frost Kobolds and White-Scaled Goblin, he had suspected that this City-state might house a dragon.
But he had only seen descriptions of Dragon Vein Followers in books and wasn't certain then. Now, sensing the aura from them, he was sure—these were all dragon Dependents, and there was more than one dragon!
As soon as this thought emerged, Is no longer hesitated and immediately pulled out a low-level teleportation scroll.
He wasn't stupid. Although a dragon was worth a fortune, he didn't believe he could defeat a dragon of unknown strength that possessed so many Dependents.
Just as he was about to inject mana, he suddenly froze because he felt someone hugging his waist.
He turned his head in anger and saw Art with a pleading face.
"Lord Mage, don't leave me behind."
"Get lost!"
This low-level teleportation scroll could only transport one person and had a limited range. Every second delayed now increased the danger.
He immediately kicked Art away, and at that moment, a childish voice reached his ears, making his body shudder.
"At the peak of dragons, looking down upon the world, where there Is the black king, there Is heaven!"
Looking toward the sound, he saw a human child walking toward him. However, Is didn't dare to look down on him at all, instead appearing as if facing a formidable foe.
Gris looked up, a smile on his face, holding a wooden block in his hand as he laughed.
"Sir, would you like a happy fight nobles? The stake Is... your life."
Whish—
Is immediately injected mana, and with a flash of starlight, he vanished from the spot.
Gris was stunned and looked at Art, who had just scrambled up from the ground, asking in confusion.
"Where did he go?"
...After sensing the spatial fluctuations, Friel spoke calmly.
"A bug escaped."
Jona Velli remained noncommittal; after all, she had seen everything that just happened, and Gris had truly acted stupidly in her eyes.
"Can you feel where he ran to?"
Friel closed her eyes to sense for a moment and said calmly.
"East, beyond the Slumbering Forest."
"Chase him. We can't let him leak information about us."
The two powerful dragons revealed their true forms and galloped toward the east... Is teleported onto a tree at the edge of the Slumbering Forest. Having no foothold, he slid down from the tree and fell to the ground.
His expensive mage robe had a huge gash torn in it by a branch, which made him feel quite pained.
Heaven knows, Is had spent half a year's savings to buy this favorite mage robe.
But now, he couldn't care about that anymore; only leaving this continent could provide him safety.
"Damn it, if I had known, I should have learned flight magic."
Is clenched his fists, looked around, and after determining the direction, ran toward the coast where their sailing ships were anchored.
After five hours, as the sun rose in the east, Is was already panting heavily, but fortunately, he could see the two sailing ships anchored by the coast.
This gave his already numb legs new energy, and he sped up a bit more.
Just then, his pupils suddenly dilated; a creature had entered his range of perception.
Before Is could even turn around, a fierce wind swept in, making his mage robe flap loudly.
Is covered his eyes to avoid unnecessary injury.
Boom—
The sound of a massive object slamming into the ground echoed, followed by the sound of pleasant conversation.
"Look, look, who Is this? Isn't this the human mage who prided himself on being superior? Why are you in such a pathetic state now?"
Jona Velli maliciously parted her dragon mouth. In human society, mages were always high and mighty, deeply respected. Even if a magic apprentice killed a commoner on the street for no reason, the punishment was merely a compensation of copper coins enough to buy the lowest-grade slave; more powerful mages didn't face any form of compensation at all.
Jona Velli was undoubtedly mocking Is, and Is naturally understood that.
Feeling the fierce wind gradually subside, Is slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing the scene before him, he was completely stunned.
Two dragons over ten meters long, as tall as several-story buildings. Judging by their size, they should already be in the juvenile dragon stage, and among the larger ones at that.
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