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Infinite Mage Chapter 187: Nor’s Haven (1)

Chapter 187: Nor’s Haven (1)

“Is⁠ this Nor’s Haven?”‌‌​

“Yes.​⁠‌ It’s a place‌‌⁠ strongly imbued with‍ the essence of‍⁠‌ light. It can‍ accommodate hundreds of‍​ Norins. I heard‍​⁠ it was once​‌ the site of​ a shrine of⁠ light, and the​ remnants of its⁠‍‌ power linger.”

“It’s⁠ more peaceful than‌ I expected. Is​​‌ it safe from​ invasions by extraterrestrial‍​ species or heretic​ hunters?”

“It’s​⁠​ not far away,‍ but it’s hidden​ by a veil‍‍ of light. From‍​ outside Nor’s Haven,‍​‌ it looks like​ nothing more than⁠​​ a plain.”

The​​​ principle was similar​​ to invisibility magic.‌

Invisibility⁠ cloaks bend light‍ using electrical power‍‌⁠ to render one‍‌‌ invisible. Here, the⁠​​ light’s reflectivity is‍ set to 100%,‍ making it blend‍‍‌ with the scenery​ like a mirror.‍⁠‍
Anyone with sharp⁠​ eyes might notice‍​ the repeating patterns,​​ but no one⁠‌‍ would likely conduct​‌ such an operation​⁠‍ over this vast​ land.

“Of​ course, the higher-ups⁠ of Heaven could‌ find it if‌ they were aware.⁠ But no one​ cares about life⁠​ in Purgatory. Only‌ Kergosians and starving⁠⁠ extraterrestrials are interested.”​‌

A makeshift tent village‌⁠‌ had formed near‌⁠ the forest. Vendors⁠ sat on mats,‍‌⁠ chatting idly without‍ customers, as if‍⁠ they weren’t expecting⁠​ to sell anything.​

Gardrock‌⁠‌ explained they were⁠ traders heading to​⁠‍ the main shops.⁠ This was merely​‌‌ a rest stop,​ and for proper⁠⁠⁠ goods, one had‌⁠​ to visit the​‍ Nor shops.

Nonetheless,‍ occasionally, citizens seeking‌‍‍ Nor items came⁠ here, such as⁠​ Kanya and Rena.⁠‌​

Kanya‍ had been tense​​‌ since arriving. While​‍⁠ Purgatory was a neutral zone, this⁠ place was within​ the territory of‌ heretics.

Hence,‌⁠ she didn’t make​ eye contact with⁠‍⁠ Shirone’s group and‌ asked Gardrock,

“Where‌⁠​ can I find‌‍​ Nor medicines?”

“Hmm,⁠​ has the herbalist​​‍ arrived? Look over​ there.”

As‍⁠ Kanya walked away,‌ Gardrock shouted after⁠​​ her,

“Just‌ remember one thing.⁠‍ Never fight in‌‌​ Nor’s Haven. Got​ it?”

There‌​ was no reply.​​ Instead, Rena turned‌ to Shirone with⁠​‍ a smile. It‍ was a pretty⁠‍‍ smile meant to⁠ cover for her​‌‍ sister’s rudeness but‍ also held her​​⁠ own feelings.

“See​‌ you later.”

“Sure.‌‍⁠ I hope you‍ find what you’re​‍‍ looking for.”

Nor’s⁠‍⁠ Haven wasn’t very⁠⁠ large, but once⁠‍ outside the radius⁠‌‍ of Arin’s Spirit​⁠⁠ Zone, communication would⁠‌‌ be impossible, making​⁠⁠ it a farewell⁠ of sorts.

Shirone⁠⁠ watched Kanya’s receding​⁠ figure.

She‌‍‍ seemed anxious.

What‌‍‍ had she left⁠‍ Heaven to seek?⁠

While​​ Shirone was lost‍ in thought, Gardrock‌ examined his abdominal‌ wound. The bleeding‍⁠‌ had stopped, but‌⁠ the wound was⁠​‍ in bad shape.‍ Without proper treatment,​‍‍ it could be⁠ dangerous.

“I​⁠ need to rest​​ for a bit.‌⁠ The bleeding has⁠‌ left me exhausted.​​ Clove will explain‌ how to buy‌‌ things. You all‌⁠⁠ need to know‍​⁠ this to survive⁠⁠ in Purgatory.”

Seeing​‌⁠ his master’s pale⁠‌​ face, Clove couldn’t‌ refuse. He led‍‍⁠ Shirone’s group to‍ the stalls, noticing‌ there were more⁠ merchants than usual.‍​

“Hey,⁠ about the White‍‍ Elixir, are you​⁠ going to use‍‍​ it now?”

“Not​‌ sure. I’ll look​‍ around first and⁠‍ buy what I need. Why?”

“If‌​⁠ you’re willing to​​‌ pay a brokerage⁠‌​ fee, I can‌ haggle for you.‍⁠ You’re new here,‌ so you don’t⁠‌⁠ know what’s good.”​⁠

There⁠ weren’t many items‍ worth a White‍​‌ Elixir in Nor’s‌⁠​ Haven. It was‌‌ like paying gold‍⁠​ for an apple.‌

However,‌⁠​ since Shirone didn’t⁠​ know the value‌⁠‌ of items here,‍ there was a chance to get​‌ something worthwhile through‍⁠‌ good negotiation.

Shirone⁠ checked his friends’‍ locations. They were‌‌ scattered, looking at‌ goods. With the⁠‍‍ mental channel still‌‌ connected, there was‍​⁠ no need to‍‌ gather them.

-Clove​ wants a brokerage‍‌​ fee. What should‍‍‍ we do?

-We‌​‍ probably need a broker. Honestly, I can’t tell what’s‍‌​ good here besides​‍ clothes and food.‍ Can we trust‍ him?

Arin⁠​ responded to Amy’s‌‌ question.

-I⁠‌​ can find out.‌​​

Shirone​⁠​ made his decision.‍⁠

By​ using Inner Eye,‍​ they could see⁠ if Clove was​ cheating. Hopefully, it​⁠ wouldn’t come to‌ that. Paying a fee was fine,‍ but wasting time‍ on pointless arguments‍ was a loss​ for both sides.‌‍‍

“Alright,‌‌ show us around‍‌ and introduce us‌​⁠ to the items.”⁠⁠

As‌‌ Clove led the‌ way, the others​‍ gathered around Shirone.⁠

The‍⁠⁠ variety of goods​‍‌ indicated the presence​‍ of many mainland​​⁠ merchants.

Initially,⁠⁠ they saw daily​‌⁠ necessities. Food, clothing,⁠ pillows, and blankets​⁠​ seemed common but‌⁠ were essential for‍ heretics living in⁠‌‍ Purgatory.

Clove‌ pointed to a white bread-like object⁠‌​ that looked like​⁠​ a pebble.

“This​ is Kalaya, a travel essential for‍‌ heretics. It’s made​ with Elixir and‍ keeps you full‍​‍ for a whole‍‍ day with just​⁠ one piece.”

Amy⁠ squatted to inspect‌ it.

There‍​​ were various colors,‌‌ but nothing else​ to indicate the​ taste.

Kalaya⁠ seemed useful for‌​‍ a day’s meal​⁠ but wasn’t necessarily​⁠ a top purchase‍ priority.

“Hmm,‌⁠‌ it’s cute and⁠⁠‍ round. Should I try one?”

Amy‍‍⁠ baited, and Clove‌ bit.

“This‍​‍ is a fantastic‌​ item. Even if‍‍‍ you’re stuck in​‌ the wilderness, you​ can survive a month with just‌​ this. Buy as‍​​ many as you‌‍‌ can while you​​ have the chance.”‌‍

Clove​⁠ winked at the‌⁠​ merchant.

Arin⁠ scratched her head,‌‍⁠ not needing Inner​⁠‍ Eye to see​‌ through his blatant‍⁠⁠ lie.

Assuming‌‍ her friends knew​ this, she skipped​ the details and⁠ got to the‌​ point.

-Should‌‌ we just do​ it ourselves? He⁠‌⁠ doesn’t seem serious.‍

Even⁠‍‌ Amy was exasperated⁠ by his audacity.​

-It​ seems so. But‌⁠‌ let’s keep him‍‌​ around. Who would’ve​​‌ guessed this pebble‍‍‌ was food? We​‍​ still need someone⁠‌‍ to introduce the‍​ items. He’s not‍⁠ lying, right?

-Right.⁠​ He’s just eager⁠‌ to earn Elixir.​⁠​ He must really⁠‍ want it. Seeing⁠‍ him like this,‌ I almost feel‍‌ sorry for him.‍‌​

Canis​ sneered.

-Probably.‍‌ Forget magic; his⁠‌ situational awareness and‍⁠​ quick response are‍ pathetic. Could he‌​ even hunt properly?‍⁠‌ That must make‌‌ him greedier.

Magic‌ power varies widely‍​ in effectiveness, but⁠‍​ it’s not the‌‍ sole measure of‍‍​ superiority. Efficiency and‌‍‌ compatibility depend on‍‍ the environment and⁠ situation.

A Vortex Serpent’s magic​‌ power was overwhelming,‌⁠ but Shirone had‌ defeated it.

To‍​ gauge a mage’s⁠ level, one must⁠‌​ see how quickly⁠‌ and accurately they‌​⁠ make magical judgments.‌

This​ takes time, more​​⁠ than learning magic.‌‌‌ Mercenaries often hired‍​ mages based on‍​‌ visible skills, only‌ to be wiped⁠​ out due to‌ the mage’s mistakes.⁠​‌

Canis,‌‍ who had traveled⁠⁠ the continent searching‌⁠ for Arcane’s will,​⁠‌ had more experience‌⁠ with this than‌⁠​ anyone.

Reviewing‌ the three battles‍‌‍ since arriving in‌ Heaven, Shirone and⁠​ Amy’s decisions were‍​​ crucial, showing Clove’s‌​ incompetence.

Next,⁠ Clove led them‍⁠ to an apothecary⁠‌ stall.

Shirone‍⁠⁠ had overheard Kanya‍ arguing with the‍ herbalist but couldn’t‌​⁠ understand due to⁠‌ the broken mental‍‌ channel.

Clove‍ introduced various medicines.​⁠⁠

Small‌‌ flasks contained colored‌ potions made with‌ Elixir.

Red‍⁠ potions healed wounds,​‍​ blue ones cleared‌‍‍ the mind. These‍⁠ were the most⁠⁠​ common.

Other‍ potions had unique​ effects.

Pink‌ potions amplified love​‌​ emotions, brown potions‍‍​ made specific memories​​‍ permanent.

Shirone‌‌⁠ pointed to a white potion she⁠​ had noticed during⁠ Kanya’s argument.

“What’s​ this potion?”

Clove​​ squinted in surprise​​ and picked up⁠‌⁠ the flask.

“Oh?‍ This is a rare one. It’s​​‍ hard to make.”‍‍

“What’s⁠ it for?”

“This‌ is an awakening⁠ potion, Epinephrine. Drinking​ this keeps you‌‍ awake for a week without sleep.‍ It’s excellent for⁠ mages. If you’re​ hit by Howling​ and your mind‌⁠​ wavers, this will⁠ help you endure.”⁠​

Shirone‍⁠ tried to make⁠ sense of Clove’s‌ explanation. The blue​‌ potion enhanced magical⁠⁠​ power, while the⁠⁠‌ white potion seemed⁠ to boost endurance.‍​‍

“This​ is perfect for⁠⁠​ you. It’s pricey,⁠​⁠ but I can‌‍⁠ get you a good deal. How​‌​ about buying it?”​‍⁠

Shirone‍ wasn’t interested in⁠‌ Epinephrine. Its effects‌‌ were impressive, but‌‌ bringing consumables back‌​‌ to the original​ world felt wasteful.‌​

Unique‌​⁠ items were hard​‌‍ to use judiciously.⁠​ In Purgatory, they‍ might drink it​‌ whenever needed, but​‍​ in the other‍ world, it could‌‍⁠ be more of‌​ a burden.

She​⁠ briefly considered its⁠⁠ usefulness before an⁠ exam but decided​​ against risking expulsion⁠ for banned substances.‌

After​‌ a frivolous analysis,‍ her thoughts returned‌‍‌ to Kanya.

An‌‌‌ awakening potion.

What⁠‍‌ did she plan‍‍​ to do with‌​ it?

As​‍⁠ Shirone refocused, the​ group had moved⁠ to the next⁠⁠‌ stall.

Seedlings‌‌​ that grew into⁠‍‍ massive vines within‌ ten minutes were⁠‌ essential for traveling⁠⁠​ through rocky areas,‍ and powder that‍⁠ boiled water when‌‌​ sprinkled on it⁠​​ was fascinating.

Watching‍‍ Clove’s explanations, Shirone⁠‍ noticed Amy staring​⁠ intently at something.‌

Curious,‌‍⁠ Shirone approached.

Inside‍‍⁠ a basket like⁠‍ a birdcage, something⁠⁠‍ was moving. A ball of fire.‌

Fire‌‌ that moved on⁠​ its own?

When‌⁠‌ Clove joined them,⁠ Shirone pointed to‍⁠ the cage.

“What’s​‍ this?”

Clove,‍ peering inside, widened⁠​‌ his eyes in​​⁠ surprise.

“Wow!⁠⁠‌ A spirit? Sir,‌‌ where did you‌​ find this? You​ hit the jackpot.”‍‍​

“Haha!‌‌‍ It’s a long‌⁠ story. I had‍‌ a good dream,‍‌‌ so I went⁠‌‍ hunting outside the​​ community, hoping to⁠‌‌ get some Green‌​ Elixir from sulfur​⁠‍ worms. But all​ I got were‌ Reds. Frustrated, I was about to⁠​​ head back when‌​ a ‘Flame Claw’​​ caught me. I ran for my⁠​ life, thinking of⁠⁠⁠ my wife, and⁠‌ fell off a cliff. Turns out,‌​ it was a fire spot where‍ sulfur gas had​ been burning for⁠‌​ ages. As I tried to note‌ it, a flame⁠ bounced towards me.‍ I freaked out,‍ used a spirit‌​ trap, and caught⁠​ it. That’s the‌‍‌ story, haha!”

Clove​​⁠ wasn’t amused. Why​ didn’t he have‌​ such luck?

Sulfur‌⁠⁠ worms were common‌‍ in Muspel, the‌‍ land of fire,⁠‌ and lava regions.⁠‍ They were one-meter-long⁠​ worms that sprayed​‍ lava but were​​​ slow, making them​⁠‌ easy for Clove⁠ to catch.

But​⁠‍ Flame Claws were‌​ a different story.⁠ Surviving an encounter‌ and catching a fire spirit was‍‌ beyond fortunate, akin​ to being born‍‍‌ under a lucky‌​ star.

Shirone⁠​​ looked at Amy.‌‍‌ Her eyes pleaded‌ silently.

She⁠‌‍ understood the desire.‌⁠​ If it had‌ been a light​ spirit, she wouldn’t​​ have been able‍‌‌ to resist either.‌​

Shirone⁠ seriously inquired about‍⁠⁠ the price.

“Sir,⁠‌ how much for‌​​ this?”

Using⁠‍​ telepathy was unusual​​‍ for a merchant,​‍ but he only‍‌​ blinked, responding calmly.‌​‌

Shirone⁠‍ inferred a possibility‍‍ from his reaction.⁠​‌

They‍‍ might not be‌ the only ones⁠‌​ in this world‌‍ who didn’t use‌ the citizen’s language.​​

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