"That apprentice is Edith's student, and he has a mark she set on him."
In the calm space, the owner of the scarlet eyes spoke: "If you want to be chased by her madly in the future, you can give it a try."
"Then forget it."
Lying on the branch, the black cat shook his head in a very human way: "What a pity, a young third-class apprentice. If I could catch him and eat him, he would definitely taste great."
After saying this, the black cat continued to lie down, its pair of black cat eyes quietly looking at Athir in the distance.
In their sight, there was a unique magical fluctuation on Athir's body that was slowly spreading. Although the unique aura left by the official wizard was slowly dissipating, they could still perceive it clearly.
This is the mark that Edith had set on Athir before. If Athir was killed by someone before the mark completely disappeared, the mark would turn into the strongest curse, entangled with the person who killed Athir, allowing Edith to sense it easily.
No one, even another official wizard, would want to provoke the anger of an official wizard.
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"That vague sense of voyeurism is gone."
Walking on the road for an unknown amount of time, Athir suddenly stopped, and his originally nervous mood suddenly relaxed a little.
When he just walked out of the academy, he clearly felt that something was staring at him in the surrounding jungle.
The opponent's disguise was perfect. Even with Athir's current mental power as a third-class apprentice, he could not find any trace of the opponent.
However, apart from the difference in mental strength, Athir's physical fitness is no less than that of a formal wizard, and he is vaguely aware of the feeling of being spied on.
The chip test also proves this.
Although the other party did not leak any breath, the fleeting energy particle fluctuations were accurately recorded by the chip.
"No matter what the reason is, since the other party has not chosen to attack, then it should be fine for now."
Standing in place and monitoring his surroundings through the chip, Athir breathed a sigh of relief.
Being able to make himself and the chip undetectable, the peeper just now was most likely a formal wizard.
The power of a formal wizard is far beyond what an apprentice can resist. Even though Athir has strong physical fitness, when facing a formal wizard, the strongest can only last a little longer than the other third-rate apprentices.
Therefore, when he just started walking, he was mentally prepared. As long as the other party showed signs of attacking, he would immediately open the door to the world and teleport himself out, even if it would expose his own peculiarities.
Fortunately, for some unknown reason, the other party did not choose to attack him in the end and allowed him to leave the academy.
Thinking of this, he looked behind him and couldn't help but quicken his pace. He walked quickly from where he was, preparing to speed away from the academy.
More than a month later.
At noon one day, Athir arrived at a port on horseback.
"We have finally arrived at the port of Alasr."
Sitting quietly on the horse, Athir spread out the map in his hand, looked carefully at the terrain of the area, and then spoke.
After a while, he slowly put away the map in his hand, continued riding his horse, and walked forward.
There aren't too many people in the port in front of us, but occasionally we can see some wizard apprentices.
On the map that Athir obtained, this port was an important transit station. Occasionally, some apprentices would gather here, but relatively speaking, the number of ordinary people was smaller.
This is because most wizards have powerful high-energy radiation. For ordinary people, living in a place where a large number of wizards gather for a long time can easily cause certain harmful changes in the body, leading to premature death.
Therefore, in some legends, some powerful wizards often hide alone in some deserted corner.
After entering the port, Athir wandered around for a while, and then followed the instructions on the map and found a shop on the edge of the port.
"Please come in." A calm and indifferent voice came from inside.
At the front counter of the shop, an apprentice wearing a light green vest and a white headscarf had a cold expression on his face. He was holding a wooden pen and calculating something.
After seeing Athir coming, he raised his head reluctantly: "What's the matter?"
After hearing his words, Athir did not reply immediately. Instead, he stood where he was and looked around the shop.
The shops here are well disguised, and are filled with things that look like antiques. The whole place looks like an ordinary antique shop.
However, for wizards, the magic particle fluctuations in the shop in front of them can be easily sensed even from a long distance.
"I want to buy a boat ticket."
Standing there, watching the impatient expression on the face of the apprentice in front of him, Athir kept his face calm. After thinking for a while, he spoke to him.
"Tickets?"
Hearing Athir's words, the apprentice in front of him was stunned and the expression on his face changed rapidly.
"If you want to take a boat, just go to the port. Why are you coming to my antique shop?"
After pondering for a while, he looked at Athir's young face and tentatively asked with some uncertainty.
"No one else has the ticket I want."
Looking at the apprentice in front of him, the smile on Athir's face slowly faded, and he regained his composure: "No need to continue testing."
"We are all the same kind of people." He said, standing there, looking at the green-armored apprentice in front of him.
At this moment, a powerful wave of magical power spread out from Athir's body, emanating here without any disguise.
Feeling this huge fluctuation of mana, the green-armored apprentice's face suddenly changed. He stood up quickly and looked at Athir: "It turns out to be a third-class apprentice."
He looked at Athir, feeling the huge spiritual fluctuations in Athir's body, and his expression became more respectful: "Excuse me, sir, is there anything I can help you with?"
"I want to go to the Barr Islands. Is there any ship ready to go there recently?"
Standing there, Athir didn't intend to beat around the bush and asked directly.
"this···"
Listening to Athir's words, the apprentice in front of him couldn't help but frown, and then said: "The Barr Islands are too remote. Normally, there are very few ships from here to that area. It will take at least a few months before the next trip."
"If you want to go there, sir, you have to choose other ways unless you are willing to wait for a while."
"Is there any other way?" Standing there, listening to the other party's words, Atier was stunned at first, and then asked back.
"Of course." The apprentice in green armor nodded: "You can take a boat to other transfer stations first, and then take a boat from other places to the Barr Islands."
"But this will not only be more troublesome, but will also require a lot more magic stones."
Looking at Athir, he added.
"Let's do it." Listening to the words of the apprentice in front of him, Athir nodded and said so.
The price of this kind of ticket is not too high, only about two or three magic stones at most. Even if the price is a little higher, it is nothing for Athir now.
Soon, he paid a magic stone here, and then received a plate made of black crystal from the apprentice, which was engraved with a special serial number for identification.
After several days, when the agreed deadline was about to arrive, under the guidance of a guide, Athir came to one side of the port and waited quietly for the arrival of the ship in the distance.
As he waited, after a while, a dark shadow gradually emerged in the distance.
It was a completely black ship, and on the surface it looked like a slightly larger cargo ship, not much different from an ordinary ship.
But in Athir's eyes, the ships in the distance were constantly emitting faint fluctuations of energy particles, and it was obvious that the power of magic had been used in them.
As time passed, ships began to dock.
Watching this scene, Atier took out the sign made of black crystal and walked up quietly.
After some rough inspections, Athir walked into the cabin, found his room, and went straight in.
The rooms in the cabin are well decorated, and the materials used for decoration and other aspects are all excellent. In terms of luxury alone, many middle-class nobles are at this level.
After silently putting down some heavy luggage, Athir sat on the bed and was about to start meditating.
Bang! Bang!
I was meditating for a while when there was a slight knock on the door.
"Please come in." Athir opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the room door and called softly.
As the crisp sound of the wooden door being opened was heard, two people walked in from outside the door.
There was a man wearing a black leather coat and a tall hat, who looked like a middle-aged nobleman, and an old man wearing a white robe and holding a metal cane.
Judging from the fluctuations of magic power emanating from them, these two people are obviously third-level apprentices.
"Hello, sir."
The moment they saw Athir, both of them showed envy and surprise on their faces. Then the third-class apprentice dressed like a middle-aged noble stood up and looked at Athir: "Excuse me for interrupting you. Please forgive me for being frank. You are younger than we imagined."
"Who are you?" Looking at the two third-class apprentices in front of him, Athir stood up, looked at them, and asked calmly, "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"
Listening to Athir's words, the two of them looked at each other, and then the middle-aged noble man came out again: "Please allow me to introduce myself."
"My name is Cladi Damara, and I'm the wizard accompanying this voyage."
(End of this chapter)