Chapter 489
Chapter 489
Chapter 489: The Side Effect is Having No Roots on the Side
I calmed myself down with calming gas, and let my mana recovers. Although I didn’t use magic much during the fight, I still don’t know who will be coming and I need to prepare myself for it.
“Should we call the others for help?” Shirley asked.
“Not yet. You all will be busy for the tournament. Even if the cult is planning for something, you don’t want to lose on purpose, right? You will still want to win. I’ll ask for help if it’s necessary. You can just rest or train. Or maybe watch me fight this guy who will be coming. Who knows if you can learn something?” I said.
If the one coming is a wind or ice mage, Shirley who has both elements can learn something. She can still grow stronger. Just like everyone else.
“Then, I will watch by the sidelines,” Shirley said.
“Okay. I’ll try to not get the fight too close to your location. But you need to raise your barrier at all time. Since there were expert level mages in the underground meeting room before, and they have quite the faith in the strength of this guy, he should be much stronger than any ordinary expert level mages. Probably an artificial master level mage,” I said.
Shirley reacted slightly after I said that there’s an artificial master level mage who will come here. She’s sharp. She must have realized from my word that the one coming should be a kid who has been experimented.
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“Just watch and don’t do anything unless I ask you. And even if I ask you for help, just use magic that can restrain the enemy. Don’t use any powerful offensive magic. If we can capture him instead of killing him, that would be ideal.”
Though killing him might be impossible since she’s here. I don’t want her to see me killing a kid.
After that, there’s no more chat. Shirley is obviously anxious about the person coming, but I used calming gas on her. She realizes that she somehow calmed down, and looked at me in gratitude.
And just one hour after waiting, I finally see someone above the sky. He’s a wind mage.
As expected, it’s a kid. A boy around twelve or thirteen years old. Maybe after the experiment, he has grown a bit. But the fact that the Professor himself calling them kids at present, could mean that they are still children for him. I guess the chance of them having grown enough to be called adult is close to zero.
And just like the other artificial master level mage, he has a mohawk. Just why!? What’s with them and mohawk? Is it a necessary step to experiment on them?
The Professor be like, “I’m gonna shave your hair. But just the sides. And you will be stronger.”
Is that why?
Or maybe the secret is that he’s playing with their brains. But only need to do it on the side. That’s why he thinks it’s a pain to shave everything.
If it’s me, I’d rather shave everything.
Wait, maybe the surgery cause something to their hair roots. But only on the side. So, once their hair grows back, it’s only in the middle.
I haven’t seen if they still have hair roots on their scalp. Maybe I should check with this one. And when I capture this guy and bring him to Varadis, I’ll go check the other mohawks as well.
In any case, as expected of an artificial master level mage. He realizes that I’m looking at him. But he doesn’t care at all and continue going to land in another location where another path to the underground meeting room is.
Though after he sees that no one is there, he will be coming.
“Shirley, he’s checking on the underground meeting room first. He will be coming here soon,” I said.
“What is he look like?” Shirley asked.
“Mohawk. Again. And he’s a child. Probably twelve or thirteen. Also, his vocal cord has been damaged. He shouldn’t be able to talk well,” I said.
The kid’s vocal cord is damaged. He should be mute, or unable to talk properly. That’s what I see with my Divine Vision as he enters the underground meeting room. And as expected, he has no hair roots on the side of his hair. Having a mohawk is the side effect of such experiment.
“His damaged vocal cord... was the injury intentional? Or is it from an accident?” Shirley asked.
“I don’t know. The other artificial master level mages we had seen are able to talk normally. But this one is different. Whatever the case, I need to capture him and bring him to Varadis. If Victoria, Marie, and the others can do some research on this boy, the chance of them inventing something before the tournament will be higher,” I replied.
“You really think they can made something so quick?” Shirley asked.
“I don’t know. But the start of the tournament is not the deadline. The real deadline is when the cult starts their attack. So, I have high hope that Marie and the others can at least do something,” I said.
“I agree. Marie has always been a genius inventor. I’ll just have faith in her. I’ll go hide now. The kid should be coming soon, right? Good luck,” Shirley said as she went and hide behind a tree.
Since she has taken care of the monsters here, there’s no need to worry about her safety. Only the effects of our battle can harm her. But as long as the target is me, her barrier should be able to protect her.
As the boy looked around the meeting room and didn’t find anyone, he started looking into the sewer. But he still didn’t find anyone.
As for me, while waiting, I drew a map of the sewer to give to Lynn later. Or maybe Claudia.
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Though I don’t know how long this later will be, so I opened a portal right away to Lynn’s location. And she’s busy in her office with Claudia helping her.
“Hey! I have no time to chat, so I’ll be quick. Here’s a map for the sewer. There are some hidden rooms. And I found one that was just used by the cult. Go get some people to investigate the sewer,” I said.
“Is there something going on?” Lynn asked.
“I will probably fight a kid soon. I’ll try to capture him, but that might be difficult. Shirley is here in case I need help. See you later,” I said as I close the portal.
I know that when I opened the portal, the mohawk kid sensed it and he’s getting out of the underground sewer through the place he entered from, and flew this way.
The reason I used portal is also to bait him to come here. If I didn’t, he might go check the sewer and keep going until he finds someone. Though I don’t know why he didn’t come to me right away when he sensed me looking at him.
Now that he’s getting closer, I can see him better. For being a kid, he has a really strong body. He’s just a little bit weaker than me if I don’t use my Aura. But he still looks like a kid as his muscle is not bulky. Though our weight should be similar even though there’s an obvious difference in height.
He also has an explosive device in his mouth. Maybe the Professor or whoever ordered him put it in his mouth. Which mean in case we fight, I have to incapacitate him, and pluck out the explosive device while wrapping a collar around his neck. Though if I can put him to sleep, I don’t need to be in a hurry.
He landed in front of me, but before coming to me, he looked at where Shirley is hiding. Well, if he can tell where I am, it’s obvious that he can tell where Shirley is.
For now, even though he can’t talk, I’ll try asking him questions.
“Good afternoon. May I ask what your name is?” I asked the boy.
I know that the mohawks aren’t named. But for now, let’s act as if I know nothing about them.
The boy didn’t answer as he just keeps staring at me.
“Can you hear me?” I asked. And he replied with a nod.
“Can you talk?”
He replied with a shake of his head.
“Hmm... this is quite difficult. For now, I’ll ask you some questions. You can answer it with a nod for a yes, and shake your head for a no. If you have some questions, can you write something in the ground so I know what you’re going to ask?”
He shakes his head. What? Don’t tell me that he can’t write or read?
“Can you write or read?”
The boy replied with a shake of his head.
“Then, I will be the one asking you questions. Is that fine?”
The boy didn’t answer right away, but then he nodded his head. I guess he’s curious where the other cult members are. But he can’t ask a stranger as he needs to know if I’m his ally or not first.
For now, it’s questioning time.