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Infinite Mage Chapter 153: The Second Encounter (1)

Chapter 153: The Second Encounter (1)

“We’re‍ definitely close. Just​​ about a kilometer​ more to go…”⁠‌

Just​ as Amy was‍‍​ about to explain,‍‌⁠ a ferocious noise‍‍ erupted from the⁠‌ forest, and a ball of fire‍‌ shot out.

“Ambush!‌ Scatter!”

Shirones​⁠ party scattered in⁠​ different directions. The⁠ flame that hit‌‍ the ground devoured​ the air, growing‍​ in size before⁠‍​ dispersing into heat.‌‍

“Fireball?”‍

“Amy!​‌‌ Be careful!”

The‌‌ second and third⁠ attacks came simultaneously.‍⁠

However,​⁠‌ Amy didn’t dodge.‍‍‌ Instead, she took‍⁠‌ a battle stance⁠‌‍ and pierced through⁠‌ the fireballs with‍ an equal number⁠‍​ of Flame Strikes.​​‍

“Show​ yourself! Cowardly attacking‍‌‌ from ambush!”

“You’re‌⁠​ quite skilled. It​⁠‍ wasn’t just luck‌ that brought you‍⁠ this far.”

Shirone’s​ party turned to‌ look back at‌‍ the trail. A man emerged from‌​⁠ the forest, about​‍‌ the same height‍‌‍ as Rian but‌​​ with a noticeably⁠ lean and agile‌⁠ build.

Despite‍‍‍ having no eyebrows,⁠⁠ his slicked-back hair‌ exuded confidence, and‍​ his pale complexion‌​ resembled that of​ a serpent.

“Who‍ are you?”

“The‍‍​ Vice-Captain of the‍‌‍ Parrot Mercenary Corps.⁠‌ Agado Freeman.”

The​ word Vice-Captain’ brought‍ tension to the‍⁠ faces of Shirone’s​⁠‌ party. However, it⁠ also implied that‌ their destination was‌⁠‍ not far off.‌

“Shirone,⁠ I’ll take care​​ of this. When⁠⁠‍ I give the‍‍ signal, take Rian‌⁠ and Tess to‌ the cliffs.”

“That’s‍‍​ too dangerous.”

“And⁠⁠⁠ what about you?​ Jumping into traps​‍ alone, have you​ forgotten? Are you‍​​ going to keep‌​ underestimating me like‌​ this?”

“It’s​‌‍ not about underestimating‌‍ you. He’s not‍ alone. There are‍⁠ about 20 of​​‍ them hiding in‍​‍ the forest.”

Amy‍ had already confirmed‌ this through her‌‌ Spirit Zone, but⁠‌ that was exactly‍​ why she wanted‍​ to send Shirone⁠ ahead.

Being​​ held up here‌ would only give‌⁠‍ the first checkpoint’s‌⁠‍ reinforcements time to⁠⁠‍ arrive.

As‌‍ Amy tried to⁠‌⁠ convince Shirone, she⁠‌‍ pointed at Freeman.​‌⁠

“Shirone,⁠ look at that⁠‍⁠ man’s weapon. It’s‌‍ a gun.”

Shirone​ too turned to‍⁠‍ look closely. The​ man held a weapon identical to‌ those described in‍⁠ books.

While​‍ a bow needed‍‌​ arrows to be‍​ replaced, a gun​ was specially designed‍​⁠ to use only‌ Mana Bullets.

It‌‍‌ fired a small​ amount of Mana‍‌ Bullets forward, and⁠‌‍ its design suggested​‍​ that it was​⁠ a revolver capable​​​ of rapid firing​⁠​ through the rotation‌ of the cylinder.‍​​

“See?‌ You know what‌‌​ a gun is,‌⁠​ right? It can​‍ reload faster than⁠ arrows and is​‌‌ a direct fire⁠​​ weapon. Unlike arrows⁠ that explode after‍ impact, it fires‍ in an already​ activated state, making⁠‍ it specialized for⁠‍​ medium to long-range‍​ combat. Probably all⁠‌ those hiding in⁠‍‌ the forest are‌​ using this weapon⁠‌​ too.”

Shirone‌ understood Amy’s point.​‌

“Alright.​​‌ I’ll leave this​ to you.”

Rian‍ and Tess looked‌ puzzled. Hearing about‍​​ the gun only‍⁠ made them think​⁠​ the situation was‍‍⁠ even more dangerous.‍‌ Why then was​‌ Shirone so willing⁠⁠‌ to leave Amy⁠‌‍ behind?

“I’ll‍⁠ use a Fire‍‍⁠ Wall to buy‍‌ us some time‌ and prevent their‍‍ pursuit. Break through‌‌​ in that moment.”‌

“Got‍​⁠ it. Rian, Tess,‌ be ready.”

Rian⁠​ followed Shirone’s lead‌ without question. Although‍ it felt wrong​​‍ to leave a comrade behind, this⁠‍​ was not the​ time for debate,‍ and Tess also‍ braced herself, ready⁠ to spring into​‍‌ action.

“Now!​⁠⁠ Go!”

Amy​‌ shouted with wide⁠​ eyes, and as​​ Shirone took the‌⁠⁠ lead, Rian and⁠‌ Tess followed on​ either side.

As‍ expected, flames shot‌⁠⁠ from all directions⁠‍‌ in the forest,‍​‍ courtesy of the​⁠‍ guns.

Amy​ cast a Fire‌⁠ Wall in a massive circle around⁠‌ her.

The‌⁠ ground bubbled like​⁠⁠ boiling mud, and⁠ flames erupted from​⁠ beneath her feet,⁠ charging fiercely into⁠​‌ the forest.

Then,​ amplifying her mental‌‍ power, the wall‌​ of fire roared,‍‍ obstructing the enemies’‌ view.

At​ the same time,⁠‌ Shirone, grabbing Rian‌‍ and Tess, initiated​‍‍ a spatial transfer.⁠‍ Although its range⁠‍ was shorter compared​​ to that of‌​⁠ a high wizard,⁠‍ it was enough⁠​ to disappear from‍ the enemies’ sight⁠​ in a blink.⁠‌​

Hearing​ the noise of‌ the spatial warp,​ Amy finally ceased‌​ casting the Fire⁠⁠⁠ Wall and gasped‌‌‍ for breath.

The⁠⁠​ Fire Wall, known‍‍ as a mana-eating⁠‍​ parasite, required continuous‍ mental effort to‌​ maintain its barrier.‍‌‍

Despite‍‌ its powerful effect,‌⁠​ it wasn’t considered​‌‍ overpowered due to‌ the high cost‍‌ of casting it.⁠‌‌

However,​‍‌ Freeman was purely​​ impressed. The girl​ standing before him​ was barely in‌​ her teens.

To​‍​ his knowledge, it‍ was extremely rare⁠⁠‍ for a mage⁠‌ of her age​‌ to cast a Fire Wall of‍ such magnitude.

“Commendable.​‌‍ To sacrifice for⁠⁠‌ your comrades.”

“Hmph!​ Sacrifice, my foot.​ I sent them‍ away because I can handle it⁠‌⁠ myself.”

“Is‌⁠ that so? You‍⁠⁠ seem quite exhausted,‍ though. Sorry, but‌‌​ we’re in a hurry and can’t‌‍‍ afford to wait.”​​​

As‍‍ Freeman finished speaking,​⁠ his subordinates appeared.‍‌

The⁠‍ fact that none⁠⁠ tried to extinguish‌​ the burning forest⁠ indicated the absence​‍​ of mages among‌⁠ them. However, they‌ were all Schema‌‍⁠ users, like Freeman,‍⁠⁠ and held guns.‌⁠‍

The​ combination of Schema⁠‍ and magic in​ combat. Such individuals⁠ were known as⁠ Gunners on the⁠ battlefield.

Having‌⁠‍ never witnessed a Gunner’s battle, Amy⁠‍‍ could only imagine.​ She too could​⁠⁠ wield long-range magic‌‍ and Schema simultaneously.‌⁠

Freeman’s‍‌ men opened the‍ cylinders of their‌ guns and loaded⁠​ Mana Bullets. It​ seemed each cylinder​ could hold at‌​‍ least six Mana​​⁠ Bullets.

With⁠⁠‌ twelve rounds in​‌‌ total and twenty⁠⁠⁠ enemies, the cycle⁠‌ of their firepower⁠‍ was two hundred​​‌ forty Mana Bullets.‌​

“Sorry,​⁠ but your reckless​‌ adventure ends here.”​​​

As⁠‌ Freeman spoke, his‍ subordinates raised their⁠⁠ guns.

Certainly,‍ the subordinates reflected​ the character of‍‌‌ their leader, unlike​‌ those under Falcoa’s‍‍ command.

They⁠‍​ showed no complacency​​ or bravado, focusing​ solely on eliminating⁠‍ their targets.

Amy‌ couldn’t help but‍​‍ smirk. While Shirone‌⁠ had been the⁠​ main contributor to‍‌​ their battles so​ far, she hadn’t​⁠‍ expected such a low estimation of⁠ her abilities.

“Only​ twenty of you‍‍​ for a shootout​‌ with me?”

Amy​ concentrated, drawing her‌‌‍ legs together as‌ if channeling strength‍ to her lower‍ abdomen, and began‌ to cast a spell.

A whirlwind swirled around⁠ her, lifting fist-sized‍‍ stones into the⁠ air around her,‍⁠ which then ignited​⁠ with a whooshing⁠ sound.

“You’ve‌ picked the wrong‌⁠​ opponent this time.”⁠​

Amy’s‍⁠ eyes blazed red.⁠‍

* * *

Even⁠​ as she ran,‍ Tess kept looking‍‍ back. Though she‍‍⁠ trusted and followed‍⁠​ Shirone’s lead, the​⁠ plan seemed reckless.​​

Gunners​‌ might be weaker⁠ in firepower compared‍​ to mages, but⁠​ they matched swordsmen‌⁠​ in physical prowess.‌​

The⁠ thought of Amy​⁠ fighting among them‌‌ made Tess’s stomach​ clench.

“Shirone,‍‍ shouldn’t we go‍ back now? I’m⁠ worried about Amy.”​‌

“It’ll‌⁠ be fine. Delaying​ only puts us⁠‍ at a disadvantage.​ We might be⁠‌ pursued by the⁠⁠ forces that survived⁠​ the first checkpoint.⁠⁠ Our priority is‌ to reach the⁠ hideout as quickly‍ as possible.”

“But⁠​ what about Amy?⁠‍ Wouldn’t it have‍‌ been better if‍​ you took out‍​ the enemies and⁠ came back?”

Understanding‍⁠‌ Tess’s concern, Shirone​ gave a wry‍‍​ smile.

“It’s⁠‌ not like that.​ A mages strength⁠‌ isn’t simply measured​‌ by their power.‌​⁠ It varies with‍ the situation and‌ the type of‌ magic. Against Gunners,⁠‌‍ Amy is far‌⁠‌ stronger than I am.”

Tess‍‌​ seemed unconvinced.

She‌​‍ knew Amy was⁠ a senior student,‌​⁠ but the feats⁠‍‍ Shirone had performed⁠ since arriving were​⁠⁠ nothing short of‌‌​ incredible.

Could⁠‍ there really be‌​ a situation where‍ Amy could outshine​ Shirone, who had​ already proven himself‍‍‌ to be exceptionally‌⁠​ powerful?

“Is⁠‌ that possible? No​ matter how skilled,⁠‌‌ there’s something to​⁠ be said for​‌⁠ numerical superiority.”

Tess,​ thinking like a true swordsman, placed​⁠⁠ emphasis on physical‌​​ strength.

Indeed,​ in battle, the‍⁠​ total physical force‌‌ represented by numbers‌‍​ is a critical‌‍ factor.

However,⁠⁠ when it comes‌ to magic, the⁠ scenario shifts slightly.‌​‌

For‌​ mages, who manipulate‍ countless phenomena through‌​ the combination of​​ knowledge and omnipotence,​‌​ the number of⁠⁠ opponents isn’t as⁠ critical.

What​ matters more to​​‍ them is the​‍⁠ ability to manipulate‌ situations to maximize‌⁠ the efficiency of‌‌​ their finely honed​‌​ skills.

“The⁠‍ properties of photons​‌⁠ differ from those​‍ of flames. Moreover,‌ the strategies of​ the Four Symbols‍​⁠ are distinct. Amy‌‌ specializes in long-range​​ magic, maximizing the‍‌ advantages of her​ Red Eyes. No⁠ matter how strong​⁠‍ the enemies in‌ the forest might​‌ be, if Amy⁠⁠‌ confronts them in​‌​ her element…”

Shirone​​‌ stated confidently.

“No⁠‌ matter their numbers,​ they stand no‍⁠ chance against Amy.”‍‌

Tess‌‌​ swallowed hard. Normally,​‍ she felt like‌ she was looking‍‍ after a stubborn​ younger sibling when‌⁠ dealing with Shirone⁠⁠ and Amy, but‌ in the heat​ of battle, they​ turned as cold‌ and calculating as⁠​ ice.

“You‍ guys are truly​‍‍ amazing. How can‍‍⁠ you be so⁠ resolute?”

“That’s⁠⁠ a misunderstanding on​‌⁠ your part. If‍⁠ anyone’s amazing, it’s‌​ you, Tess.”

“Tch,​‍‌ what have I done? You were‍ the one who​​ breached the fortress,⁠ and I didn’t⁠‍ even lend a hand.”

Shirone​‍ didn’t see it​​ that way. The​‍‌ paths of swordsmen‌ and mages are‍⁠ inherently different from‌‍ the start.

While‍ the mental arts​ can see individuals⁠‍ surpass age-related expectations,‌⁠​ physical growth supports‌‍ the swordsman’s path,‍‌‌ typically leading to‍⁠​ their prominence emerging⁠ somewhat later.

Tess⁠​ and Rian would‍ grow stronger over‌‍⁠ time, each carrying‌‍ their convictions upon‍​‍ their swords, forging​‌⁠ their unique paths.‍

“Shirone,​ we’ve arrived.”

Emerging‍‍ from the forest,‍⁠⁠ they were greeted⁠‌ by the sight‍​​ of the vast⁠‌​ blue sea churning‍⁠ below a magnificent⁠​ cliff.

To‌ the east of‍⁠ the cliff, a brick house was‍​ visible, likely their‍⁠⁠ hideout. Yet, reaching⁠⁠ it required passing​ one final obstacle.‍​⁠

Squad​‌​ Leader Falcoa awaited⁠‍​ Shirone’s party.

Tess‍​ furrowed her brows‍⁠ in confusion. Given‌⁠ her assessment of⁠⁠​ his character, Falcoa‌​‌ should have long⁠‌ since charged into‍⁠ battle.

“What’s‍ going on? He’s‍​‍ still here?”

“Kek,‍ smashing you right‍ from the start​‌ would have been‌‌​ fun. But, I have my orders.”⁠

Falcoa’s​​‍ compliance was driven⁠‌​ by Marsha’s directives.‍ Although it went‌ against his temperament,‌‍​ he followed them,⁠‌‌ for it was‌ she who transformed‍⁠ him from a societal pariah into⁠​ a hero of⁠​​ the battlefield.

“Well,‍‍ you’ve made it​ this far. The⁠ leader was right.⁠‌ The woman you’re​ looking for is​⁠ inside that building.‌​​ Try going in⁠ and taking her⁠⁠ out.”

Falcoa‍‌⁠ mockingly stepped aside,⁠ but Shirone’s group​‍‍ remained stationary. The​ lethal aura that‌ had been absent⁠‍ in the royal⁠ palace now barred⁠ their way, dense⁠​​ and overwhelming.

Tess‍‍ empathized with Amy’s⁠‌ position. Facing a master of such‌‍​ caliber necessitated a level of risk-taking​‍​ from their side​‌ as well.

“We’re​ being baited. I’ll​‍‌ handle this with‍ Rian. Shirone, go‌‌‌ inside and bring‌‍‌ Yuna back.”

Shirone‍​ nodded without hesitation,⁠⁠‌ understanding the plan.⁠‌‌ Tess realized why‍⁠ Amy had smiled;​‌‌ rather than feeling​ slighted, she felt⁠ a warmth of‌‌ trust.

‘So​​‍ this cold world⁠​‍ has its warmth,‍ too. Is this‍​​ what being trusted‌‍ feels like?’

With‌ Shirone’s skills, escaping‍​ alone was hardly‌ a challenge. After⁠‌ a brief pause,​ he executed a spatial warp, vanishing⁠‍‍ in a flash​​‌ of light.

Yet,⁠​ Falcoa didn’t even​⁠ glance in his‍​ direction.

Tess‍ realized then that‍‍ Falcoa had intended⁠ to let Shirone​⁠‌ pass from the‌ beginning.

“Why?”⁠‌‍

“Well,⁠‌ I have my‍ orders from the‌ leader, and frankly,⁠ I prefer the‍⁠ company of the‍⁠⁠ ladies.”

Drawing​​‍ his sword, Falcoa​ pointed it at‍ Tess. His murky‍‌‍ aura was unmistakable,‍ yet the drunken‍​ instability was gone.​‌

Without‍‌ taking her eyes⁠ off Falcoa, Tess‍ relayed the strategy‌ to Rian.

“He’s​‌ a Schema user.‍‌ I’ll hold him‍​ off; you attack.”‌⁠​

Judging⁠⁠ by his stance‌ alone, Falcoa’s prowess‌⁠‌ was evident. As‌ a fellow Schema⁠‌ user, Tess taking‍ on the defensive‍​ role seemed the​ best chance for‍⁠ survival.

“That​‌‌ won’t do. I’ll‌ defend; you attack.”​⁠​

“Are​​ you crazy? How​‌‌ could you possibly⁠‌⁠ hold him off?​ I hate to‌‌ say it, but‍⁠ you can’t handle​⁠⁠ him alone.”

“If‌​​ it’s impossible, then⁠​ so be it.”⁠​

“What?”‌‌​

Tess​‍ was incredulously wide-eyed,​⁠ but Rian was​‍⁠ serious, not showing‍‌ any sign of⁠‌ giving up the⁠⁠⁠ fight, merely standing​ his ground.

“We’re⁠ here to defeat​ him, not just​‍ to survive. Fighting⁠ just to save‍‌‍ our own skins‌‍​ isn’t the point.”‍‍

Tess‍‌‌ couldn’t argue.

“You‍‍ might buy us‌‌⁠ time, but you⁠‌⁠ know it’s not​‌ enough to win.‍ We’d both end​‍ up dead. So,⁠⁠​ I’ll hold him‍⁠​ off. You focus‍​ on the attack.”⁠​​

Rian’s‌​ logic was sound.‍ Sharpening the blade,​ not fortifying the‌ shield, was the⁠ essence of victory,‌‌​ even at the‍ cost of life.⁠‌

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