The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 44: Chapter 43 “Outwitting the Air” (Chase Reading Requested)

Translator: 549690339

Too fast!

The speed of the arrow that shot out from the darkness was just too fast!

And its target was Levan, who had just stabilized himself.

[Zero Ring Magic?Shadow Barrier]

A faint black semi-circular light shield instantly enveloped Levan’s body.

But at the moment the arrow arrived, this hastily activated Zero Ring Magic seemed extremely fragile.

The golden arrowhead and the shadow barrier merely collided, and the barrier exploded into countless points of splendor.

“Rip!”

Levan tried his best to dodge, but his shoulder pad was ripped open, leaving behind a line of blood beads. “Find the person shooting arrows from the shadows!”

Levan shouted in shock and anger.

Actually, even if Levan didn’t say anything, the members of the Black Robe Seekers’ Club in the area had already reacted.

The panic was gone, and now their hearts were filled with anger.

They were wizards! How dare someone treat them like prey! This was unacceptable to them.

Milton Cheney was the one hiding in the shadows and shooting the arrows.

At this moment, Cheney’s eyes were calm. He gently placed his longbow on the ground and drew the Lionheart Sword hanging at his waist.

At the stime, the surrounding Family Shadow Guards of the Golden Lion Family charged towards them.

An explosion resonated in the sky, and a red flare painted a small part of the sky.

“Lucky!”

Milton Cheney said to himself.

His luck truly was good, for he had blundered into one of the three potential meeting points for the Black Robe Seekers’ Club members that Nolan had identified.

“Over there!”

Levan spoke, and the surrounding people were not blind. How could they not see such a large flare?

However, in the next moment, Levan was surprised and annoyed.

“You all!”

The hidden archer was indeed found, but his comrades had all run away!

That’s right, they all ran away, turned around and ran away.

The Black Robe Seekers’ Club members present were no fools; in fact, they were sharper than anyone else.

The hidden archer was indeed found, but based on the arrows fired, it was clear that the person hiding in the dark was a Grand Knight.

The glowing golden arrow and the rank of Grand Knight pointed to only one person from the Golden Lion Family – Earl Golden Lion Arthur.

Although they were angry, they also knew one thing – picking a fight with the Golden Lion Family and Arthur was suicide.

Not everyone knew, but the Black Robe Seekers’ Club members were well aware that Arthur was not just a regular Grand Knight.

A swarm of Dark Guards were closing in from all sides, too.

With the flare now signaling for backup, who knew if Arthur’s two mad dogs would also arrive.

Four Level 1 Wizard Apprentices against three experienced Grand Knights?

They didn’t stand a chance.

So, their first choice was to abandon Levan and run for their lives. After all, their own lives mattered the most.

“What the?”

Cheney chuckled in the distance. With his exceptional eyesight, he clearly saw everything that unfolded.

He certainly didn’t expect the proud Wizard Apprentices to choose to run away immediately after he fired two arrows.

However, if Cheney knew that these Wizard Apprentices had mistaken him for his father and therefore ran away, he would probably laugh even harder.

A wonderful misunderstanding.

The Black Robe Seekers’ Club members were convinced that the hidden archer must be Arthur, so they made this unwise choice.

If they had rushed him all at once, Cheney might have had sdifficulty dealing with them.

But running away? It definitely was not wise!

Run? Do you think you can escape?”

Watching the direction in which these people were running, Milton Cheney sneered inwardly.

“Why is there one who hadn’t fled? Could he be a Level 2 Wizard Apprentice?”

Milton’s expression hardened as he observed Levan, who remained immobile.

He chose not to take the initiative to attack, now knowing that his own position must have been exposed.

His current plan was to buy time.

But he was also puzzled, if the person was a Level 2 Wizard Apprentice, why was he injured by an arrow?

He had noticed Levan’s Shadow Barrier being shattered by his arrow moments ago.

However, to be safe, Milton decided not to take any reckless action.

The Dark Guard was rapidly closing in, while Milton calmly kept his eyes fixed on Levan in the distance.

At this point, the situation left Levan, who was standing in place, in a very awkward position.

Not only was Milton unprepared for the retreat of the Black Robe Seekers’ Club, but Levan, the club’s Society Master, also didn’t anticipate this scene.

He was in an embarrassing predicament.

Should he confront Milton, who was hidden, in close combat?

He was just a Wizard’s Apprentice and didn’t have the ability to engage in close combat with someone he assumed to be a Peak Grand Knight.

Or should he flee now?

Would it be too late? Fleeing now would show his fear, and if he did, he would undoubtedly face a fierce hidden attack from Arthur.

Or should he stall for time?

But there was no point for him to do so. It was the Golden Lion Family, not him, who had emitted the flare. What would stalling achieve, waiting to die?

So in the next moment, he made a not so meaningful move.

[Zero Ring Magic.Psychic Oppression]

A powerful aura burst around Levan, causing even the wind to tremble.

The black robe worn over Levan’s shirt fluttered, creating a significant noise.

Psychic Oppression is a special existence within Zero Ring Magic. It doesn’t have much offensive power, but it can allow spiritual power to affect reality.

Put simply, it’s a spell designed to intimidate.

Indeed, he hoped to scare Arthur away with this move.

Did it work? Unquestionably, it did. It successfully made the hidden Milton even more serious.

“Such a strong aura! Far from an ordinary Level 1 Wizard Apprentice, indeed.

How confident, able to stay back alone.”

Milton said to himself as he watched this scene, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Milton’s alertness was at its peak, his hand tightly clutching the Lionheart Sword, wary of every move Levan made.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to use his bow to probe, but he had already exposed his position. Using the bow at this point would be more detrimental than beneficial.

What Milton didn’t know was at this moment, he was outsmarting thin air.

The next moment, a touch of doubt appeared in his eyes.

“Why is there no movement again? Does he plan to wait until all of us are here and then strike us all at once? Or is he gathering strength for a big move? Is he that confident?”

Watching Levan who stood motionless on the spot, Milton was filled with mixed thoughts.

If he’s really that strong, how did I, an Official Knight, survive in the simulation?

The next moment, when he saw Levan, surrounded by hundreds of shadow guards yet still not moving, Milton’s heart grew heavier.

Levan was just too calm, which confused him.

He was completely still even when surrounded by hundreds of shadow guards!

“I can’t wait anymore!”

Milton said to himself, deciding to make a probing move.

If Levan really was gathering power for a large-scale magic attack, then simply waiting would be pointless.

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