The Book Eating Magician

Chapter 65

Slavers Raiding Mission #2

The slums of Bergen, where [Shackler] were hiding, were as complex as an ant cave. If a stranger, who didn’t know this, travelled about recklessly, then they would disappear into the shadows of the city.

The air weighed heavily on Theodore’s shoulders. There were wine bottles rolling on the ground as well as stains which could be blood. Whatever it was, Theo ignored it and focused on the situation calmly. ‘On the right, 25 meters away, there are three at the back.’

This precise sensing ability didn’t just depend on physical detection. It was a possible feature because he shared the feelings of the elemental, Mitra, who had assimilated with the ground. The mole-like ability to grasp the movements and physique of others through vibrations was extremely useful to the present Theodore. He could see things he couldn’t see with Hawkeye.

Indeed, there were three thieves whispering beyond the wall. Theo took a few steps until sound entered his ears.

“I saw it! It was definitely an elf!”

“You’re crazy, Hans. Did you take medication during the day?”

“You are probably hallucinating from not seeing a prostitute for a few days. Do you want me to lend you some money? The interest rate is 2% per day.”

“Hey, this son of a bitch!”

Somehow, one of them had seen a captive elf, and his colleagues didn’t believe him. The thief became angry at this treatment and stormed away from his spot. He moved beyond the corner and came face to face with Theodore. The man opened his mouth with surprise when he saw Theo, but…

Piing—

A hole was formed in the middle of his forehead before he could speak. Even the strongest magician, Veronica, had no way to completely avoid Magic Bullet at this distance. The fate of the thief ended the moment he met Theo.

‘There are two left… I will handle it.’

Theo pointed his index fingers over the wall and fired at the heads of the two remaining thieves. The light of death pierced them, and they were smiling as their brains scattered. This was the last of the three common thieves.

Not long after that…

In a guerilla warfare, the level difference meant nothing before the Magic Bullet.

“Eek.”

“Kuack…”

Theo killed anyone he met. He moved thoroughly according to this principle, burying dozens of bodies along his route until he met a second patrol. It might be a coincidence or skills, but a warrior had managed to make a shallow scratch on Theo’s forearm.

‘Che, I’m still inexperienced. It was an attack I could’ve avoided if I had fully digested Lee Yoonsung’s experience.’

He healed the wound slightly with magic. It was just a few drops of blood, but it couldn’t hurt to be careful. Theo then concealed his body and realized he had reached the barracks. It was a barrack where two elves were trapped. Just as he was worrying about which of the two barracks to attack first…

Shouts rang out from the barrack on the right. “No? Why not?!”

Theo naturally moved toward the right barrack in response to the sound. His two golden eyes looked over the fence and examined the situation inside. There was a large group of thieves arguing with four warriors standing in front of the barrack with grim expressions.

Theo tensed as he grasped their level at one glance.

‘There are five aura users… Maybe the intelligence agent from the White Tower missed something. Isn’t it better to watch the situation before entering?’