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Infinite Mage Chapter 167: A Dangerous Deal (3)

Chapter 167: A Dangerous Deal (3)

Amy‍‌​ approached them, probably‌​​ thinking the same‍‌‍ thing as Shirone,‍⁠​ and couldn’t help‍ but laugh at​ Canis’s predicament.

“Hohoho!‌‌ Did you guys‍ get eliminated? That‍​‌ figures.”

Though‌⁠ Shirone might not⁠‌ hold any grudge⁠​‍ since he had‍‍​ won the battle,⁠ Amy had her⁠⁠‍ own scores to‌⁠ settle with the​‍​ pair.

Her‍‌ philosophy was simple:‌‌⁠ payback was due,‌⁠ and this was⁠ her chance to⁠‍‌ strike a blow.‍

However,⁠‍ Canis did not​‌ rise to her​‍​ provocation.
“Humph, look who’s‍ talking. As if​⁠ you’re any better.‌ Now I see,‌​ the seniors aren’t‌​⁠ so special after⁠ all.”

“Laughable!⁠ How would you⁠⁠ know if I’ve⁠ failed?”

“Knowing⁠​​ that I failed⁠​⁠ implies you took⁠​‍ the test too.‌‌ If you had⁠‌​ succeeded, you wouldn’t⁠​ be wandering around‌‍ here. Are you‍‍ an idiot?”

“You⁠​ little brat! How‌ dare you talk⁠ back to your​‍​ senior!”

“At​⁠ least you should‌‍ be thankful. If‍ I hadn’t stopped​​​ Lucas, you would‍​​ have been dead.”‍⁠‍

Fire‍‌ flashed in Amy’s‍‍‍ eyes. The memory‍ of being chosen‌ by Lucas and⁠​​ nearly cursed during⁠‌ their exposure to​​ the Abyss Nova​ filled her with‍‍ rage.

“You‍ little…”

Before⁠​ Shirone could intervene,‌‌​ Amy raised her⁠ fist towards Canis.⁠‍

Just​ as she was‍​ about to strike‍‍ him with the‌‌ power of her‌ Schema, a dark⁠‌ shadow loomed behind‌ Canis and a black clawed hand‍‍ swept over his⁠‌ shoulder.

Amy‌⁠⁠ instinctively stepped back.‌⁠ Harvest, protecting Canis‌ as if embracing‍‍‌ him, split his‌⁠⁠ mouth in a grin.

“Kekeke!‌ Long time no‌​​ see, sister. You​ haven’t changed a bit.”

“Aaagh!​‍ What is that!”⁠⁠⁠

Tourists​ screamed and fled​‍‍ at the sight⁠‍ of Harvest. Shirone‍‍‍ could understand their⁠⁠ reaction; the effects‍ of magic were‌ familiar to nobles,‍⁠‍ but a shadow​ rising in human​⁠⁠ form was another‌ level of bizarre.‍

Even⁠ Tess lost her‍‌ composure at the⁠ sight of Harvest.​‍​

“My‌ word. The shadow⁠ talks? Rian, have‍ you ever seen​⁠ anything like this?”⁠

A small face with⁠ broad shoulders, and‌‌ a waif-like waist;‌​​ though humanoid, its‌⁠ arms were twice‌ as thin and‌ long as a human’s. Its palms‍‌ were as large​​‌ as shields, and‍‍‌ its nails as‌ sharp as swords.‍

“No,⁠⁠​ this is a first for me​‌ too, but seems‍‍ like Shirone knows⁠​ him?”

Harvest‍​ spread his palm‌ wide, covering most​‌ of Canis’s torso,‍⁠​ optimized for absorbing​‍‍ impacts. In front‍‌⁠ of a Harvest⁠‌ specialized in shock‍⁠ absorption, even Amy‍ had to be‍ cautious.

“Keke,⁠‌ let’s be careful‌​‍ about approaching each⁠​​ other. I don’t‍ want to see‌​⁠ blood in such‌​ a place.”

“Eww…”‍

Just‍ as Amy was‌ about to rush‌‍‍ again, Shirone raised⁠​ his finger. A red photon condensed​‍​ at his fingertip,​ ready to be​‍ shot any moment.‌⁠

This‍ time, Harvest remained⁠​ silent. It was​‌‌ the same laser‌​ technique that had⁠ nearly annihilated him​⁠ before.

“Apologize​​‍ to Amy. It’s​ not right to​​‌ dredge up someone’s‌‌ painful memories.”

“Painful?​ That much and‌​ it’s called pain?⁠ Besides, I saved​⁠‌ that girl. Really,‌ these nobles and‍ their ways of‌⁠ thinking.”

“That’s⁠‌​ for the person‌​‍ who was hurt‍​ to decide. If‍‍ you’ve stirred up⁠‍ painful memories, the⁠ least you can‍​ do is apologize.‍​ How long will‍‌⁠ you keep looking‍ at the world‍‍ so negatively?”

“Hmph!‍‍‍ I don’t need‍​​ to hear that‌ from a greenhouse⁠‌ flower.”

Canis’s‍ taunt was followed‍​ by Harvest inflating‍‍‍ his upper body,‍‌⁠ threatening everyone. Meanwhile,​‍ Shirone’s laser glowed​‍‌ even brighter.

Arin,⁠ slowly extending her​‌ Spirit Zone towards‌‌ Shirone in the‌​⁠ form of tentacles,‌‍ thought to disrupt‌⁠ his mental focus⁠‍ and disperse the⁠ laser.

But​‍‌ before her Zone​‌⁠ could reach him,‍​‍ Amy blocked the‍⁠ way. Arin frowned,⁠‌‌ aware that most⁠‍ mental magic was‌⁠‍ futile against those⁠‌​ with red eyes.‍

Magical⁠ creatures, lasers, mental‍​ magic, schema memories.‌‌

Different‍ types of magic‌ clashed and intertwined‍ like ribbons, no‍⁠‍ one daring to‍ make a sudden‍ move, each watching‍ the others.

The‌ tension was so‌‌‌ palpable that Tess‌⁠​ grabbed Rian’s arm‌​ and feigned crying.⁠‍‍

“What’s‌ with them? So⁠‌‌ scary.”

Rian‍ thought differently. People⁠ said mages were⁠​⁠ bizarre, and the‌‍​ more they deviated​⁠​ from the norm,⁠‍⁠ the more distinctly‍‍ they defined their‍ identity as mages.​‌

Rian​​​ was pleased that‌⁠​ Shirone had become⁠​ such an extraordinary‌‌ and abnormal person.‌​‍

“You’re​ doing well, Shirone.”‌​

“What,​⁠ what?”

Tess‌ looked at him⁠‌‌ incredulously, as if‍⁠​ he were a pervert.

But​ Rian simply walked​‌ towards the mages,‌‍ drawing his straight​‌‍ sword from behind⁠‍‌ his back.

“Hey,‍ whoever you are…”‌​‌

Before⁠‌ he could finish,⁠‍ Tess, who had​ run up behind‍ him, climbed onto‌ his back and⁠‍⁠ covered his mouth​‌ with her palm.​‍‌

“Please⁠ have some sense.⁠ What will we​‌ do if you​ start acting up​‌​ too?”

“Mmph!‌ Let go! Shirone!⁠‍ Mmph!”

Shirone,⁠‌⁠ Amy, Canis, and⁠​ Tess watched the⁠⁠ struggle between Rian​ and Tess with‍‌ dumbfounded expressions.

Their⁠⁠‍ fight eased the‌‍​ tension of the​​‌ impending battle, and‌‍ even Harvest deflated‍​‌ his inflated torso.⁠

As‌‍ the light of‍​ the laser faded,​ Arin’s Spirit Zone⁠‍ dispersed, and Amy’s⁠ red eyes returned‍‌ to normal.

Really,‌​ there was no​‍ need for such⁠⁠​ fierce hostilities. If​‍ Amy had scratched​‍⁠ Canis’s pride, he​‍⁠ had simply countered‌ with a bit​‍⁠ more force.

“Let’s⁠‌​ stop this pointless‍ skirmish. We didn’t‍‌ come here to​‍ fight you guys.”⁠‌

Canis‍ absorbed Harvest back⁠‍‍ into his shadow‍ as he spoke.‌‌

With​⁠⁠ the opponent offering​ a truce, Amy​‍⁠ also cooled her⁠⁠ fighting spirit and​‍ regained her rationality.​​‍

With​ tensions diffused, Canis‌‍ finally asked the‌ question he had​​ been curious about‌ since seeing Shirone.​

“So,​‌⁠ how is it?⁠ Sticking around even‍ after failing suggests⁠‌ you’ve found a way to enter​ the Kergos self-governing‍​‌ district, right?”

Shirone⁠ was about to​ speak when Amy‌‍ cut in.

“Why‌ should we tell​⁠⁠ you?”

This​​ wasn’t just provocation.⁠ The information they⁠ had risked their​‌⁠ lives for was‌ not something to⁠ be carelessly shared​​ with untrustworthy individuals.‌

“There’s⁠⁠ no need to‍ be so wary.⁠ We know how‌‍ to enter the‌​ self-governing district too.‌‍ You’re probably thinking‌ of using the‌ smuggling route, right?”⁠

Amy⁠⁠ was taken aback‌​ by Canis’s knowledge.⁠‌⁠ It seemed he⁠‍ knew about Freeman​ Organization’s dealings with‌​ the loop. But​​‌ then, why had‌​ they entered the⁠ Room of Achievement‌‍ and Sacrifice and⁠​‍ taken the test?​

As‌ Amy pondered, Canis,‍⁠ watching her closely,‌ quirked an eyebrow.​

“Can​​ you hear your​ brain ticking over⁠​​ here? Want me‌​ to explain?”

“Pfft!​ Who’s curious? We​‌ know enough already!”‍‍

“Ah,⁠‍ really? What about‌‍​ you, Arin?”

Canis‍ turned to ask⁠ her. Arin, who⁠⁠‌ had been distracted,​‍ hurriedly collected herself‍‌ to respond.

“Huh?‍‌​ Oh, it’s a lie. She’s very​⁠‌ curious. Her heart‍ is pounding.”

“Eek!”⁠‍‌

Amy⁠‌‌ clenched her teeth‌‌ in frustration. Whether‌​‌ ‘pounding’ was literal‌ or not, hiding‌​‌ emotions was impossible​​⁠ around Arin with‍⁠ her abilities.

At⁠‌‌ that moment, a rumbling noise came‌​​ from Arin’s stomach.‍

All‌​‍ eyes turned to‍ Arin. She blushed‌⁠ deeply, embarrassed.

“Arin,‍⁠ are you okay?”​​⁠

“I’m‌ fine. It’s nothing.‍‍⁠ I’ve been through​‍ worse.”

Canis​ clenched his teeth.‌ They had been‍ traveling for a long time and​​ had run out‍⁠‍ of money, going‌​​ without food for​ three days.

While⁠ he could endure‍⁠ hunger, Arin shouldn’t‌‌ have to. His⁠‍‍ instinct to protect‌⁠⁠ her, honed over‍‌‌ a decade in⁠‍​ Radum, still prevailed.​

Swallowing‍ his pride, Canis​ turned to Shirone.‌‍​

“Do​‌⁠ you guys have​​ something to eat?‍‍ Arin hasn’t eaten.‌‌ I’m okay, so⁠‌ don’t worry about​⁠‍ me.”

Shirone⁠‌ took a good⁠​​ look at Canis’s​ appearance for the‌⁠ first time. The‍​ wear on his⁠‍ clothes and the‌ dirt seemed to‍​‍ indicate they had​‌ been sleeping outdoors.​⁠

‘Arcane‌ said they’d been‌​⁠ stripped of everything​‌​ he left them…’‌⁠​

Since‌⁠ the pulse test,‌‍ Canis had not‌​​ returned to school.‍ It made sense​‍ that basic survival​‍ was their biggest​‌ issue.

Skilled‌​‌ but without formal‌​ accreditation, mages found‍‌⁠ it hard to​ get work. Clients‍​‍ were wary, except​‌‌ for those involving‍​⁠ criminal activities.

But⁠​ Canis no longer‌ wanted to live​​ in the shadows.​ He had realized​‌ that fighting against‌ society would never‍‌ allow them to⁠ rise to the​‍ top.

Amy‍⁠‍ sighed.

“We⁠‌ need to eat‌​ something first. Let’s⁠ go to that⁠‌⁠ pub we visited​​ before. The noodles​‌ are good there.”​⁠⁠

“No,⁠​‌ I’m really fine!”‍⁠

Arin‍​ waved her hands.⁠​​ She was starving,‌‍ but she couldn’t‍⁠⁠ bear to follow⁠‌ because of Canis’s​ pride.

Amy​ grabbed Arin’s wrist‌‌‌ and dragged her⁠‍ along.

“What‌‌ do you mean,​‍⁠ fine? There’s thunder‌ in your stomach.‌⁠ You need strength‌​ whether you’re fighting‌ or not. Canis,⁠‌ you come too.”​⁠

“No,​ I’m good. Just⁠ take Arin.”

“Enough,​​‌ follow me. It’s​​ only natural for​‍‍ a senior to‌‌ treat their juniors​‌ to a meal.”‌

Shirone‍ pushed Canis’s back.⁠​​

“Come​ on, Canis. Let’s‌‍ go inside. We​⁠ have things to‍⁠ talk about anyway.”​

Reluctantly,​‌ Canis followed, and‍ Amy led them‍⁠‌ to the pub‌⁠‌ where they had⁠⁠‌ met the mercenaries.‍

Once‌​ the six of​ them settled down,​⁠‌ Shirone introduced Canis⁠ and Arin to‌​ Rian. Amy’s explanation⁠‌​ that they were⁠ disciples of the‌‍ Archmage and Shirone‍​ had beaten him‍⁠​ reassured Rian.

Filling‌ their stomachs was⁠​ the immediate priority.⁠‌⁠ Canis and Arin‌⁠‌ were so hungry​ they quickly devoured​​‌ two bowls of‍ noodles each.

Watching​​‍ them eat, even‌‍​ those in Shirone’s‌‌⁠ group who had⁠ just eaten Yuna’s​ packed lunch felt‌‌ full.

After⁠‌⁠ gulping down the​⁠ soup, Shirone smiled​ spontaneously. Regardless of‍ their origins or​‍​ personalities, they were‌​‌ all human after​⁠​ all.

Once‍​⁠ the pair seemed‍‌ revived after their‌ meal, Shirone tentatively⁠⁠ broached a topic.‍⁠

“We’re‌​ all dealing with‍‍ complicated thoughts, but‌⁠ let’s open up‍ a bit. Why⁠⁠ are you guys⁠ here?”

“Canis‌ has always been⁠⁠⁠ interested in ruins.​ So, we’re here‌ exploring.”

“Ah,​​⁠ was being an‌⁠ archaeologist Canis’s dream?”​

“Tch,‌ unnecessary chatter.”

Not‍‍⁠ fond of sharing‍​​ his story, Canis⁠​‍ grumbled. However, he​ didn’t stop Arin​⁠ from continuing.

Although⁠⁠ not very sociable,⁠‌‌ Arin wasn’t someone⁠ who would simply‍​ answer anything asked.⁠‍ Her response was‌​‌ carefully calibrated to‌⁠⁠ reveal enough without‌ giving away crucial​ information.

In​​​ reality, their visit‌​ to the island​ wasn’t just for​​⁠ exploration; they had‌​⁠ a specific reason‍‍⁠ that necessitated Shirone’s​‌‌ involvement.

“So,⁠​ why are you‌‍ here?”

Canis‍ pointed at Amy.‍ Although Shirone was‍​ likely the leader,‌ he didn’t want‌⁠ to show too​‍ keen an interest.⁠⁠

But‍ Amy was adept‍⁠​ at psychological warfare,​⁠⁠ adept enough to⁠‌ navigate around Arin’s‍ abilities.

“Hehe,‍ obviously to get‌ into the Kergos‍​ self-governing district. Just‌‌​ like you guys.”‍‌⁠

“Hmm,‍ and what do⁠​​ you think is‍⁠ there?”

“Hmm,​‌​ you speak as⁠ if you know⁠​ something?”

“It‌‍‌ could be, or⁠‍‍ maybe not.”

Amy‍‌​ flashed a feigned‍‍ smile, but inside‌‌ she was desperate.‌‍‌

‘They‌ know. They definitely​​⁠ know, the bastards.’‍

Canis‌ had chosen the​‍⁠ test route, not‌​ the smuggling route.‌ This meant he⁠​ must have a clear reason for‍⁠‌ needing to take⁠‍‍ that path.

‘This​ is tricky. How​ do I get‍‌ information out of⁠‌ these two?’

Canis​⁠⁠ and Arin were​‍‌ different from the‌​​ mercenaries they had​ met before. With‌‌ Arin’s abilities, they‍ were unbeatable in‍ a battle of⁠‍⁠ wits.

Shirone,‍⁠ having listened quietly,​ decided to ask‌ directly.

“Canis,‌ can you share‍ what you know?⁠‍ We really don’t‌ know much.”

Amy⁠​ might think differently,⁠ but it was⁠⁠ clearly a disadvantageous‍⁠ situation. It was⁠‌‌ better to be⁠ open and see⁠‍ how they responded.‌

Unexpectedly,​ Canis took it‌‌​ well. Shirone’s group⁠ couldn’t know, but​⁠⁠ Canis and Arin‌ urgently needed Shirone’s‌​ help.

“Alright.⁠‍‌ But first, I need to verify‍‍⁠ something.”

“Ask​‌‌ anything. If I know, I’ll tell⁠‍​ you.”

“Are​⁠ you trying to‍⁠ get into the⁠ self-governing district because‍‍ you want to⁠‍ learn about the⁠ Labyrinth of Time?”‌‍‌

Shirone’s​‌⁠ eyes widened. The‌⁠⁠ Labyrinth of Time⁠‌​ was supposed to‌​‍ be a secret⁠ known only to​‍‍ his close friends‍‌ and the headmaster.⁠⁠

“How​​ did you know?⁠ What do you​‌‍ know about the‍ Labyrinth? Or about‌‍ the Kergos Ruins?”​⁠

As‍‌‍ Shirone pressed him,⁠‍ Canis leaned back⁠ casually.

“Well,‌ I suppose I know a bit​ more than you.”⁠

Shirone‍‍⁠ pondered deeply. Where‌‍⁠ could they have​‍​ gotten such information,‍‌⁠ and in such‌ a short time?​

Then‌‍‍ it hit him.⁠ The shadow under​ Canis’s feet, and⁠‍ the magical creature​⁠‍ dwelling there, told‍‍⁠ him everything.

“It’s⁠‌‌ Arcane’s knowledge, isn’t‍ it?”

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