
Let's go back a few weeks to June 5th.
This afternoon, Linley bid farewell to the three brooches. Carrying the leather sack on his back, Linley headed down the road to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts.
"Squeaking squeaks!" The little Shadowmouse squeaked happily from perching on Linley's shoulders.
"Boss, we are finally heading to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. Wow, I'm so excited! "A small Shadowmouse voice rang out in Linley's head. Linley just smiled. At this moment, a ray of white light shone and turned into Doehring Cowart.
Doehring Cowart instructed, "Linley, while traveling alone, you should be careful. Maybe you'll meet with bandits. ”
“I know, Grandpa Doehring. "Linley laughs.
Doehring's grandfather has repeated his warnings repeatedly about the dangers of traveling alone. Right now, Linley was wearing sturdy cloth trousers and a sleeveless shirt. Just by judging from the bulge alone, anyone would definitely be convinced that he was a warrior.
Per Grandpa Doehring, in the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, the robe of a magician would be rather heavy and obstructing.
Linley moved very quickly. Although the path from the Ernst Institute to the mountains was rather rough, based on Linley's stamina as a fighter of the fourth rank, within an hour he easily crossed forty kilometers. Right at this moment, he suddenly saw three people in front.
"Hmm?" Linley's gaze focused on one person in particular.
That person was actually wearing the robe of a student from the Ernst Institute. Of the other two, one was extremely muscular and bore a great war on his back. The other man was very thin, and had a short word attached to his side. The skinny man quickly turned his head and looked at Linley.
Linley could not be bothered to pay attention to them, and simply sped up, preparing to get past them.
"Linley, is that you?" A voice suddenly said.
Linley looked over with questions. The man wearing the magus robe of the Ernst Institute smiled and exclaimed, "Linley, I'm Delsarte [De'sha'te], remember me?"
"Oh, Delsarte, it's you!" Linley stopped.
Linley actually knew this Delsarte.
Delsarte, like him, was a wind magician of the fifth grade. Although they could not be considered to have a deep friendship, they were classmates.
Delsarte carried the two warriors, smiling as he warmly said, "Linley, I did not expect that you, a magus, would dress like this. I barely recognized you. Only when I saw the little Shadowmouse on your shoulder did I realize it was you. ”
“Kava [Ka'wa], Matt [Ma'te], let me introduce you. This is Linley, one of the two accomplished geniuses of our Ernst Institute. He was only fifteen years old, but he was already a magus of the fifth rank. ”Delsarte enthusiastically introduced.
Kava is a muscular fighter, while Matt is a skinny fighter.
“I've long heard Delsarte talk about two great geniuses at the Ernst Institute. I don't expect that today we will have the fortune to meet you. "Matt said politely, while Kava's eyes widened like an ox. “You are a magus? Why do you look like a soldier to me? ”
Linley did not explain. "You're all headed to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts?"
Delsarte. "really. Kava and Matt traveled with me last year for field training. We have good teamwork. This year, we plan to conduct some exploration around the border of the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. Linley, you should come with us. In a group, we'll all be safer. ”
Linley nodded.
"I'll be traveling with them for now. Delsarte is my classmate, so he should be trustworthy. When we reach the mountains, we will part ways. "After making his decision, the trio of Linley and Delsarte all headed to the mountains together.
The four of them traveled at a very high speed.
Even the physically weak Delsarte was able to move swiftly through the use of 'Supersonic' wind-style spells'. Thus, their group moved swiftly through the barren road.
For most people, in a year, ten gold pieces are more than enough for living expenses.
A thousand gold coins was a huge sum.
Linley's heart swayed. In his mind, he suddenly recalled the books about magical beasts that he had read. These books had discussed the energy cores that all magical beasts had within them; magicite cores.
"This core magicite will freeze on the body of a savage beast of the third rank and higher. But for a savage beast that had yet to reach the sixth rank, the core value was not high. They might not even be worth as much as one of my sculptures. "Linley thought to herself.
However, the magical core of a magical beast of the sixth rank was still worth around a thousand gold.
Based on Doehring Cowart's calculations, Linley's statue was definitely qualified to be displayed in the experts' hall, with an appraisal of around a thousand gold or so each. Killing magical beasts of the sixth rank, in terms of difficulty and danger, was something far more deadly than sculpting.
“In the Magical Beast Mountain Range, my main goal is to train myself. Getting the magicite crystals? It's just a side benefit. "Linley said to herself as she looked at the other three.
Delsarte and the others engaged in enthusiastic speculation. Clearly, they were very happy to obtain the magicite cores.
"The magic essence of a magical beast of the third, fourth, and fifth rank was not much in the way. Even the core of a savage beast of the sixth rank was only worth a thousand or so. "Said Delsarte, shaking his head unconcernedly. "If we can kill a magical beast of the seventh rank, then we will be rich. "When he said these words, Delsarte's eyes gleamed.
Just like humans, where between magi from the sixth rank to the seventh rank was a huge gap, a sixth level ferocious beast had an enormous distance in strength compared to a seventh level ferocious beast.
The magic core of a magical beast of the seventh rank was worth tens of thousands of gold pieces.
If they could kill just one, in the countryside, they would be considered extremely wealthy and would not have to worry about money for the rest of their lives.
“Magic beast of the seventh rank? Based on our abilities, it would be death. "Say Linley relaxed.
Linley had witnessed the strength of Velocidragon, a magical beast of the seventh rank. Linley, at his current rank, might not even be able to break through the terrifyingly terrifying scale of Velocidragon. If he could not even break through his defenses, how could he possibly try to kill a magical beast of the seventh rank? How is that possible?
The sly-looking man, Matt, nodded. “It's hard to tell if the four of us can even defeat a level six savage beast. Fighting with a magical beast of the seventh rank was suicide. ”
“I'm just a pleasantries. Delsarte rubbed his head as he pursed his lips.
Just as the four of them were talking and laughing, in the mountain forest a hundred meters behind them, a man wearing green clothes and with leaves covering his entire face stared coldly at them.
This man's mouth moved nonstop, seemingly muttering those words into a magical spell.
At the same time, the bow in his hand had been pulled to its limit. Suddenly, an arrow came out, flashing with a cold blue light. It tore through the air at an extremely frightening speed, traversing a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
Linley, who was engaged in idle talk with the group, suddenly felt all the hairs on his body standing up. His heart soon reached a maximum level of tension.
"The danger!"
Linley quickly dodged to the side. "Whooo!" That high-speed arrow shot past him like a bolt of lightning, piercing through Delsarte's cloaked body. It pierced through his body, leaving a gaping hole as it flew another several tens of meters before stopping.
Clutching his neck, Delsarte's eyes turned around. A few obscure words gargled in his mouth as fresh blood came out from the wound on his chest.
"Urg .. urgent ..." Delsarte's eyes were filled with a lifelong longing. They were filled with horror and fear, but as blood continued to flow from the gaping hole in his chest, quite quickly, all life escaped from Delsarte's eyes, and he collapsed.
Linley, Kava, and Matt all quickly leveled themselves against the grass as they vigilantly looked behind them.