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Infinite Mage Chapter 125: The Galiant Island (1)

Chapter 125: The Galiant Island (1)

Tess​ tried hard to​⁠ suppress her laughter‌‌‌ upon noticing the⁠‌ suddenly quiet demeanor‌‍⁠ of the two.​ After being around‍ the robust and⁠​ straightforward companions from⁠‍ the Swordsmanship Academy,‌ meeting students from‍‍ the Magic Academy​​⁠ felt like she​​ was dealing with‍⁠‍ younger siblings, despite‍​ being the same⁠‍ age.

“By​⁠‍ the way, Amy,‌‍ you’re quite impressive‍ too. When did⁠​‍ you master your⁠‌⁠ Schema?”

“Before‌​ entering the Magic‍ Academy, I had⁠⁠ about 2 years‍‌​ of training.”

“Wow,‌​​ it’s rare to​ master Schema at‍ a young age.‍​​ There are many​ who say it’s‍‍ not good for​ growth, right?”

“It⁠​ wasn’t exactly training.‍‌ It just happened‍⁠ somehow.”

From‌‍ Amy’s response, Tess​ understood. While Spirit‌ Zone prodigies are⁠‍⁠ common due to‌ the mental domain,​⁠ mastering Schema is‍​​ challenging at a young age due‍⁠‍ to the physical​⁠ strain. However, with⁠‍‍ the Red Eyes’‍⁠⁠ self-recollection, it’s possible‌⁠ to precisely control‍ the body without⁠‌ undergoing rigorous training.⁠⁠⁠

“Ah,‍​ youre using Red⁠ Eyes that way,⁠⁠ huh? That’s really⁠‍‍ cool.”

“It’s⁠‌‌ nothing great, really.‍‍‌ It’s just a bit of enhanced‌‍ strength without any⁠​⁠ build. Compared to​​ you, it’s child’s⁠​ play. You were‍ really fast earlier.‌‍​ If the acceleration‍‍‌ had continued, we‍‍​ wouldn’t have been‌‍ able to cast‍ Teleportation in time.”‌​⁠

“Ah,⁠ well, I’m a specialist, but you’re‍‍‍ a mage, right?‍ And besides, Rian​ still hasn’t mastered‌ his Schema yet.⁠⁠‌ Now I see​​ why the Karmis‍⁠‍ family is famous‍ across the continent.”‍‍⁠

Shirone,⁠⁠ surprised, turned to‌​ look at Rian.⁠⁠

“Rian,‌​ you haven’t learned⁠​‌ Schema? Then what‍ about chopping wood​‌‌ at my house?​ I thought you‌‌ were using Schema‌‍​ because you didn’t​⁠ say anything.”

“Hahaha!‍‍‍ Did Rian do‌⁠‌ that? According to⁠‍ Teacher Kuan, it’s‍ just stupidly strong​ muscles. You should​‍‍ have seen him‌‌‌ at the Swordsmanship‍​ Academy during the⁠⁠‌ final exam”

“Ah,​‌⁠ really! Why are‍ you so interested⁠⁠​ in other people’s‌​⁠ private lives?”

Rian‌​​ hurriedly cut her​ off. He didn’t⁠‌⁠ mind others knowing,⁠ but he definitely⁠‌ didn’t want Shirone⁠‌ to find out.​​

The‍⁠ atmosphere lightened thanks​​ to the interruption,⁠‌‍ and everyone started‍‍‌ sharing stories from​ their school life.⁠⁠‌ Despite being in‍ different fields, they‌⁠‌ were all students,‌ which kept the​‍‍ conversation flowing endlessly.​

This⁠​ way, they were⁠ getting to know‍‌‌ each other better.⁠

***​

Upon⁠⁠ arriving at the‍⁠⁠ Creas Harbor, Shirone‍ and his companions​ looked for a ship heading to‍⁠‌ Galiant Island.

A large ship docked⁠ at Dock No.⁠⁠​ 6 was ready‍ to set sail,‍⁠ with its sails​‍⁠ unfurled.

Since⁠ all the kingdom’s⁠‌⁠ schools were on‌‍‌ break around the​‌ same time, there​⁠‌ were more tourists‍⁠​ than usual. Swept​⁠ up by the⁠⁠ crowd, Shirone found​ a spot on‍‍​ the third deck.‍

Although​ there were passenger⁠‍ rooms below, it​​ was their first‍‍‍ time on a ship, so they‍‌ wanted to enjoy​‍ the scenery along​ the way.

The⁠⁠ crashing waves and‍‌ salty wind welcomed​​ them. It was‍⁠‍ only after the⁠‍ harbor disappeared below⁠ the horizon that‌​‌ they truly felt⁠​‍ adrift at sea.‌​‍

“How​ long will it⁠⁠‍ take?”

“I‌‌ heard it’s about⁠‍⁠ a 5-hour journey​‌⁠ by ship from​‍ Creas Harbor.”

“I​​‍ see. We could⁠⁠‌ have had to​‌‌ leave tomorrow if‌ we were a bit late. There‌ are more people‍​ heading to the⁠ island than I thought.”

As‍ Shirone mentioned, the⁠⁠‍ deck was bustling⁠‍‌ with people. Half​‍ were merchants, but​ there were also‌⁠ tourists dressed as‍‍‌ nobles, and quite​ a few from‌‍‍ places besides Creas.‍‌

“It​ seems Rian was‍⁠ right; the island‍ is famous. I wonder what it’s‍ like?”

“I’ve‌​‍ done some research.”⁠

Amy,‍⁠⁠ now comfortable with‍‍ everyone, pulled out​‌ a notebook, eager‍‌​ to share. Tess,​ feeling more at⁠​ ease, spoke without​‌⁠ reservation.

“Oho?⁠ As expected, very⁠⁠ thorough.”

“Indeed.​‍‌ I didn’t even​‍‍ think to look​​⁠ it up.”

Shirone⁠ awkwardly scratched his​ head, which made⁠ Amy glare at⁠​⁠ him disapprovingly.

“Didn’t​‌ you say you⁠ were going to⁠ explore the ruins?​‍‌ You didn’t do⁠‍‌ any preliminary research?”‍‍

“Haha!‌‌ Well, that’s”

There‌ are two types​ of travelers: those​⁠‌ who leave spontaneously​ and those who⁠ meticulously research before‍​ departing.

The‌‌‌ former seeks the‍⁠ romance of the‍‌ unknown, while the‍‌‍ latter values efficiency.‍⁠​ Amy belonged to‌‌⁠ the latter group.⁠‌​

However,‍ Shirone didn’t fit‌‌ into either category.‌‍ It was his‌ first trip, and​ everything was new‍‌ and exciting.

“Let​​​ me tell you⁠ about Galiant Island,​ where we’re heading.⁠ Its area is‍⁠‌ 1,500 square kilometers.‌⁠ The island is⁠⁠ crescent-shaped, with a natural cliff on‍​ the north side,⁠ so ships must⁠ dock at the⁠‌ harbor on the​‌ south. The west‍ side has residential⁠‍‌ areas and resorts‍ mixed together, and‌ the Kergos Ruins‌ are on the​‍ east side of​‌ the island. The‌‌ Kergos Ruins are‌⁠ ancient temples built⁠‌‍ by the Kergos⁠‍‌ people, who had‍ a civilization 2,000‌‍‌ years ago.”

“The‌​⁠ Kergos people?”

“Yes.‍‍‌ They’re extinct now,⁠⁠‍ but a few⁠ indigenous people still⁠ live in a self-governing district in⁠⁠⁠ the center of​ the island. They’re⁠ generally dark-skinned, short,‌ with sunken eyes‍‌ and small pupils.‌⁠ Oh, and they​​⁠ have tattoos praising​ Ankhara on their‌​​ faces.”

“Who’s‍‌ Ankhara?”

“The‍ name of an⁠​​ ancient god worshiped​​ by the Kergos‍⁠​ people. And, um‌‍ the indigenous people​⁠ chew a tough⁠‍ root called Ruph,​ which causes hallucinations.‍‍ They call Ruph⁠‍ ‘the awakening agent⁠​ of the gods’​ and used it‌‌‌ for divine communion⁠‍​ in a trance.​‍ The cause of​​‍ their civilization’s downfall⁠ is known to‌ be religious conflicts,⁠‍‌ but some believe⁠​​ internal strife arose⁠ from excessive Ruph⁠⁠ use.”

“Interesting.⁠‍‍ A hallucinogen led‌ to the downfall‍⁠‌ of a civilization.”‍‌

“Abused⁠‌​ under the name⁠ of a god,⁠‍ most likely. Right,‌ my brother said‌ the site managers‌​ are mostly Kergos‌ people, so we’ll‍ be able to‌‌ see them. However,​‌​ we can’t enter​ the indigenous self-governing⁠ district since it’s⁠⁠ off-limits to outsiders.⁠‌⁠ Oh, but my‌​ brother”

“Yes?⁠⁠‍ What did your⁠‌⁠ brother say?”

Shirone‌⁠ asked, curious. The‍ brother Amy mentioned‍⁠‍ was likely Ares,​​⁠ the explorer. Having⁠‍⁠ traveled the world,‌‌ he was likely​‌‌ well-informed about the‌‌ Kergos Ruins.

“He​ said this: ‘The‌ downfall of a civilization is not‍ for scholars to‍ decide. If you⁠ wish to know‌​ more about them,‌ you must offer‌‍​ something more valuable​ than the entrance‍‍​ fee.’”

Shirone‍‌‌ nodded thoughtfully.

“Hmm,​ does that mean‍‍ there’s something even‍ more incredible in⁠​ the self-governing district⁠‍ than in the‌‍⁠ Kergos Ruins?”

“It’s‌ not certain. My​‌​ brother always talks‌​​ like that. He⁠‍⁠ thinks he seems‌⁠ more mysterious by​‍‌ being cryptic.”

“Haha!‍ I do find⁠​ this more exciting.‌ Something more valuable‌ than the entrance⁠‍ fee. What could‌‍ it be?”

Shirone’s⁠‌ heart raced with‌‌ excitement. Both from⁠‍ Alpheas and Ares’s‍ words, it was​ clear the Kergos‍⁠ Ruins were more‍‍‌ than just a tourist spot.

As⁠ Shirone could barely‌​ contain his excitement⁠​ like a child,‍⁠‌ Rian was pleased​​​ for a different⁠ reason. With his‌‌‌ lord full of‌⁠ enthusiasm, the duty⁠ of a guardian⁠‍​ knight became even‍ more significant. Regardless​⁠ of the secrets‍⁠ hidden within the‍‌ ruins, Rian was⁠‍ determined to protect⁠⁠ Shirone at all‌ costs.

“Shirone,​ when do you‍ plan to visit?‍ We’re not going​​ straight there upon‍‍ arrival, right?”

“Yeah,​​ we should have‌​⁠ fun first since‍‌​ it’s a vacation.”‍⁠

“Then‍‌‌ we should find‍‌‍ accommodation first. Let’s‌‍ head to the‍‌ resort area once‍ we disembark at⁠‌​ the harbor. There’s⁠‍‌ a place on‍ the west beach​ where we can‍ swim. It’s full​‌‍ of sights to‍ see and famous​ seafood restaurants.”

Eager⁠‍ to explore the⁠‌‍ southern lands, Tess‍​⁠ clenched her fists‌‍ in excitement, trembling‌ with anticipation.

“Ugh,⁠‍ I can’t wait!”‍‍​

There​ were still over⁠‌ 4 hours left⁠⁠‌ until arrival. But​⁠ the thrill of‌​‍ travel quickly consumed‍‍​ the time, and‌ soon the island‌​‍ they were longing‍ for came into⁠⁠⁠ view.

“Wow!​‌​ Look, there’s Galiant‌‍ Island!”

Passengers‍‍⁠ at the bow​ pointed towards the​⁠​ distant island and‌ exclaimed. Responding to​​ their calls, Shirone‌ and his friends‌ rushed to the⁠ front of the‍‌​ deck.

The​⁠‍ northern cliffs of‍​‌ Galiant Island greeted‍‌‍ them. The dense‌‍‌ foliage seemed split‌ by a sword,‍​​ revealing a sheer⁠⁠ rock face that⁠ jutted out abruptly.​⁠

The​ passengers cheered with⁠​‍ excitement.

“We’re⁠‌ finally here! It’s‌‍ really magnificent, isn’t‌ it?”

“Wow!‌ The water looks​ wonderful! I can’t⁠⁠​ wait to go‍⁠ swimming!”

However,‍‌ the merchants remained​ sprawled out with‍ their goods, well​ aware that the⁠ harbor was on‍ the southern side‌⁠ of the island,⁠ and they still‍​⁠ had a 30-minute‌‌ journey ahead to‌ circle around.

The​‌‍ Galiant Harbor.

The⁠‌‌ harbor was bustling‍⁠ with a sea​‌​ of people. Merchants‌⁠​ disembarking from the​‌ ship and island⁠ merchants rushing towards‌‍‌ it tangled up,‍ creating chaos.

Relative‌‍ to the traders,​ tourists had no⁠‌ choice but to‌ disembark later. Shirone⁠ and his group‍​ also waited for⁠‌ the crowd to⁠‌‍ thin before setting‍​​ foot on land.​⁠

The‍​ warmth of the⁠⁠ south was immediately​‌⁠ noticeable upon disembarkation.‌ While Creas had​⁠ already entered early​ autumn, Galiant Island‌⁠⁠ was still basking‍ in summer.

After‌ the traders cleared​‌ out, the harbor​ was filled with⁠⁠ people from other‍​ professions. They were⁠ hawkers trying to‌⁠‍ attract tourists to​‍ their stores.

“Come,​‍⁠ come to Dolphin⁠⁠‌ Inn! Enjoy a pleasant holiday with‌‌⁠ the cheapest lodging‌​ rates on the‍‌​ island! And my⁠ wife’s cooking is​‍ to die for!”​‌

“Want​ to try authentic‍‍ southern seafood? Come‌⁠⁠ to our restaurant!‍‍ We also have⁠ carriages ready for‌‍ a comfortable journey!”⁠

“Need‍ help with your‍ luggage? Sturdy porters⁠⁠ at your service!”​

Shirone⁠​ and his group‍‌ were overwhelmed by‍ the cacophony of⁠ hawkers.

Though‍ no one had‌ approached them directly⁠ yet, they were⁠‍​ certainly attracting attention.‌‍​ Being young scored​ them high marks,⁠​⁠ and their high-quality‍​⁠ clothes and weapons‌‍⁠ made them prime​ targets for hawkers.⁠​⁠

Of⁠‌​ course, not all‌​⁠ those eyeing them‌​ were honest merchants.​​‍ Across the dock,‌‍⁠ in a back‍⁠ alley, a few⁠ groups engaged in‍‍ less lawful ways⁠‌ of making money‌‌‍ were scouting for‌ potential victims.

“Hehehe,‌⁠ let’s see who‍⁠⁠ we can fleece⁠⁠‌ today.”

A boy named Zis‌‌‌ scanned the crowd‍‍‌ with keen eyes.‍‌‍ Behind him, two​‍⁠ friends were also⁠⁠ surveying the area.‌

The‌ difference between these‌‍​ hawkers and those⁠⁠‍ outside was that⁠‍​ these boys didn’t​‍ own shops. They​​ were street urchins‍ making money purely​‌​ through their wits.​

Island⁠‍ urchins differ fundamentally⁠⁠‌ from their mainland‌ counterparts. In the‌⁠ vast expanse of‌ the sea, adhering​‌ to societal norms‌​⁠ won’t get you​ even a crumb​‍ of bread; that‍‍‌ was their way‌⁠‌ of life.

Especially⁠ Zis, who had‍ been rebellious from‌ a young age,⁠ enduring all kinds⁠‌ of abuse. His‌⁠‍ pride had led‌ to numerous beatings‍ by nobles.

But⁠ those experiences now​ served as useful⁠ tools for making‌‍ money.

“Wow,⁠‍ it’s crowded today⁠⁠‌ because of the⁠‍ holiday. Zis, we’re​ going to make‍ a killing today,‍​ right?”

“Even‍‌ so, half of⁠ them are penniless.​ They might look‍ flashy, but you‍⁠‍ have to choose‌‌‍ carefully to succeed.”‍‍

Zis‌ was cautious in​ selecting his target.‍ However, his friends,‌‌​ needing to earn⁠ their daily quota,‍​‌ were growing impatient.⁠

“Zis,‌ hurry up and‍‍ choose. Others will⁠‌​ snatch them away.”⁠​‌

“Alright,⁠‌⁠ just wait.”

Zis’s​ eagle eyes swiftly⁠ scanned the harbor‌ but stopped before​‌⁠ completing a full⁠‌ sweep. A group⁠ of four peers⁠⁠​ caught his attention,​⁠ especially a redhead⁠‌ girl who captivated‌ him.

Even‍‍⁠ from this distance,⁠⁠‌ her distinct features‌ made her noticeably‌​‍ pretty.

“Hey,‌‍‌ hey, let’s target‍‍ that group. See?​​ Two guys, two‍ girls.”

“Really?⁠⁠ Even with that‍​‍ big guy there?‌ And he’s carrying‍‌‍ a sword, you⁠ know. Let’s just‍‌ pick someone else.”​​‌

“You‍‍​ guys, seriously. Who‌ do you think​ I am? The⁠‍⁠ ruler of the‌‍ harbor, Lord Zis.​‍ The bigger they⁠ are, the more​⁠ cowardly they tend⁠​ to be. Otherwise,‌ who in their‌‍ right mind would⁠⁠ bring a sword​‍‌ to a tourist‌‍ spot?”

“Uh,⁠ it seems risky.‍⁠‌ Don’t tell me,‍ Zis you’re not⁠ falling for some⁠​‌ girl you just‍‌ saw, are you?‍‌ What if he’s⁠ a mercenary?”

“Look,⁠⁠ can’t you tell?​ They’re just students.‍ Students can’t lay⁠​‍ a finger on⁠ us. We’ll go‌⁠ in strong, so‍⁠​ back me up.⁠ And don’t grovel⁠ to nobles, no‍ matter what. You​‍ have to dominate​‌ such kids.”

Zis⁠‍​ led his two‍ friends out of‌‍ the alley towards‌‌ the dock. They⁠‍ were anxious that​‌​ other hawkers might‍ snatch their prey,​ but as the‍ girl’s face became‍ clearer, all such​ worries vanished.

‘What’s‍ with this girl?​‍ She’s gorgeous’

Falling⁠‌ for a girl‌ from afar was⁠ a natural romance‌​ for an island‍‍‌ boy. But this⁠ was the first​‌‍ time he felt‍ something beyond love,‍​‌ almost a reverence.​​​

Zis⁠⁠ quickly composed himself‌​‍ and approached. If​ he hesitated, another​‌⁠ hawker might steal‌ her away.

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