The Wizard World (Part 1) Completed

Chapter 58: Crisis (1)

“We can’t just dawdle here and wait. We need to help Khedira kill that woman. The Green Spirit is one of the best familiars in the Northland Alliance. Since she controls the spirit, she must be someone special,” Marylin finally stood up as she said with a worried expression.

“You can go. We’ll stay here,” one of the male wizard apprentices said. He absolutely didn’t want to return to that place.

“You clearly don’t understand! If Khedira dies, we won’t escape that woman’s attack!” Marylin yelled.

“But if we go, we’ll end up becoming a pile of ash!” the male wizard apprentice answered.

“Khedira told us to leave because there’s nothing we can do to help. Even if we go back, the situation won’t change. I suggest we go back to the entrance and inform Khedira’s knights of what happened,” Griffia said with a calm demeanor.

“Yea! I agree with that,” the male wizard apprentice said.

Angele never spoke, only standing there while listening to their exchange.

“Well, let’s go to the entrance then,” Marylin said. She began returning from the path whence they originally came while the rest of their group followed. In just a short span of time, they reached the entrance. What met their sights was the darkness that had begun covering the surroundings. The metal blockades were still there, however, none of the knights that were supposedly guarding the area was there. Even traces of battle were non-existent.

“Where are they?” Marylin asked. She had an enchanted item and was the strongest here; therefore, no one questioned her leadership in the group. They sought for clues around the entrance, yet they never found anything of use.

Suddenly, a bird began hooting from somewhere. The wizard apprentices searched for the origin, only to see a snow-white owl standing on a stone edge of the mountain. With its narrow eyes, it was merely overseeing them. However, to the group, it felt as though it wasn’t the owl that was watching them. A strange sensation surfaced within Angele as he looked at the owl. Without making anyone notice, he immediately took a black-feathered arrow from his quiver. He nocked the arrow on the bow and pulled the bowstring.

“White owl,” This reminded Marylin of something, and she yelled in panic, “Northland Alliance! It’s the wizards from Northland Alliance!”

“Harryus!” With a face that had already begun to pale, she cast a spell toward the owl with her wand. Marylin chanted, and a speck of green light appeared on the tip of her wand. A slime-like, green substance separated from the tip and became a fist-sized green sphere. She waved her wand; the ball shot toward the owl, thus creating a green arc in the air as it flew.

Angele aimed right at the owl and loosened the bowstring, successfully launching the arrow. A silver dagger was thrown right toward it by someone at the exact moment Angele shot an arrow. The owl flapped its wings and began ascending. A small tornado suddenly appeared beside it, blocking and even pushing away the arrow and the dagger that successfully made their trajectories miss their target. Even the slime-like green sphere had been affected, causing it to fall onto a piece of stone beside the owl. At the place where the sphere landed, Angele could see green steam coming out of it.

The owl hooted and flew into the valley before it turned at a corner and disappeared.

“We have to go!” Griffia yelled, gasping for air. It seemed that the dagger was hers to begin with.

“Retreat to the school,” Angele said in a grave tone.

“The guards here had already been killed. There’s nothing we can do even if we stay,” he continued. Apart from Marylin, who still wanted to say something, everyone else agreed with Angele’s suggestion.