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Faced with the oncoming flame attack, George was prepared. He flapped his wings and quickly ascended, escaping the range of the fiery whirlwind.
However, this also made it difficult for him to accurately control the blades for an attack.
Fortunately, he had a backup plan.
"Get them!"
The hundreds of venomous snakes that had been hiding in the grass and slowly approaching the two dark mages sprang into action at George's command, launching themselves at the duo.
"Ah!"
The melee dark mage reacted quickly, slashing all the snakes that lunged at him into pieces with his twin swords. However, the fire mage wasn't as fast.
Though he managed to redirect the fiery whirlwind to incinerate the snakes, he was still bitten by one. His body began to go numb.
Seizing the moment, George swooped down, closing the distance. He manipulated the blades to ensnare the melee dark mage while extending his sharp claws. With a swift strike, he tore open the fire mage's throat.
Let's not forget—George's current feline form wasn't just empowered with a cat's natural strength; it also carried the might of two other worlds.
Although he might not match the melee dark mage in pure physical combat, he far surpassed the average person.
With such concentrated power in his razor-sharp claws, combined with the momentum of a full-speed dive, tearing through the mage's vulnerable throat was not a difficult task.
"You bastard! You're courting death!"
The melee dark mage was enraged at the sight, and the speed of his sword strikes instantly increased. He cut the blades that George controlled into pieces, reducing them to leaves, then charged at George.
Instead of flying upward to escape, George continued to fly forward, giving the melee mage the false hope of catching him, causing the latter to pursue closely.
As he flew, George kept swiping his claws and muttering an incantation under his breath, clearly preparing his next spell.
"There's a trap!"
The melee dark mage suddenly felt a sting in his leg, as if he had hit something. He quickly rolled forward to dodge.
Even so, a deep gash appeared on his leg.
It turned out that George had set up a steel wire in advance, and he had deliberately flown toward it.
"Stupefy!"
Just as the dark mage was about to rise and continue his chase, George flew right up to his face and pointed his claw at him.
A blue magical beam struck the dark mage in the forehead, and he collapsed, unconscious.
"I didn't expect a few lackeys from an unknown dark mage guild to be this hard to kill. It seems the mages in this world are no pushovers," George muttered to himself.
Controlling the dark mage's sword, George decapitated him with a single stroke.
Afterward, he gathered up all the valuable items from the three mages, packed them into his bag, and continued his journey toward the Fairy Tail Guild.
His goal in heading to Fairy Tail was not, like Kin, to learn about his heritage. Instead, he wanted to see if he could join the kingdom's largest guild and learn magic to enhance his abilities.
During the recent battle, George had realized something he had previously overlooked.
The mages in this world could cast spells extremely quickly without the need for wands or other tools, making their magic well-suited for combat.
If he could learn more of this world's magic, even if his main body in the Marvel world couldn't find the right materials to make a wand, he could still use the magic of this world to aid in battles.
The next day, a bustling city from another world appeared before George's eyes.
"This must be Magnolia City."
Kin hadn't been far from Magnolia, and with George's ability to fly, it took him less than a day to reach the city where the Fairy Tail Guild was located.
"I'll sell these things at a magic shop first, get some money, and then find something to eat," George thought, flying into the city with his small bundle.
Though his bag didn't look large, it contained all the belongings of the three dark mages, thanks to the Traceless Extension Charm he had cast on it.
The Traceless Extension Charm is an advanced spell that expands the internal space of an object without affecting its exterior. It's a very difficult spell to master.
Even though he had started studying it early on, consulting with multiple professors, he had only managed to extend the space to about two cubic meters.
It was nothing compared to Newt's suitcase, which could hold an entire world inside.
However, the bag was still large enough to hold all the possessions of the three dark mages.
After making a quick circuit above the city, George soon spotted a shop with a magic store emblem.
"Welcome!"
George, with his small bundle on his back, pushed the door open with his paw and was immediately greeted by an enthusiastic old man. However, after his automatic greeting, the shopkeeper froze for a moment, realizing that while the doorbell had rung, no visible customer had entered.
"I'm over here!"
George, a bit exasperated, spread his wings and flew directly onto the counter.
His form in this world was that of a magical cat, and not just any cat—he was quite small, barely larger than a human hand. Fortunately, he had grown accustomed to walking upright instead of crawling on all fours.
"A talking cat, huh? So, what can I do for you?"
The old man, being a seasoned magic shop owner, had seen plenty of unusual things, especially the talking cats of Fairy Tail, so he quickly regained his composure after his brief surprise.
"I've got some things to sell. How much do you think they're worth?" George shook his small bundle, and the possessions of the three dark mages spilled out onto the counter.
The old man took out something resembling a magnifying glass, which activated a small magical array, and began carefully appraising the items on the counter one by one.
"Two lower-tier magic swords with acceleration runes, worth 1,500J.
A ring that enhances fire magic, worth 1,000J.
A headband that can release wind blast magic, worth 1,200J."
After appraising everything, the old man, his face full of gentle kindness, said, "If I buy everything together, I'll give you 10,000J."
"10,000J? I can see that headband over there is marked at 6,000J. Isn't that a bit low?" George, slightly dissatisfied, flicked his tail toward a nearby display where a headband identical to the one on the counter was priced.
Even if the items were second-hand, magic goods weren't like other products, and the price for buying them back seemed unfairly low.
Still smiling, the old man replied, "The market isn't great right now. How about 12,000J? If that's not enough, I'm afraid there's nothing more I can do."
Then he pointed to George's small bag. "However, if you're willing to sell that, I can offer you 150,000J."
The other items were low-grade magic gear, not worth much, but this little bag was clearly a rare spatial magic tool. Even buying it for 150,000J, he could easily find a buyer willing to pay over 300,000J.
With some luck, he might even sell it for over 400,000J.
After all, spatial magic items were always highly valued on the market. Only mages with spatial attributes could craft them, and even the most powerful of mages still had to carry their own luggage when traveling.
Moreover, many nobles and wealthy merchants were constantly on the lookout, offering high prices for magical items with spatial properties.
(End of Chapter)