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Chapter 202: First, Beware of Erusa
Chapter 202: First, Beware of Erusa
"Have you met him before?"
"Back in the days of missions, we had two conflicts, but neither side could claim victory," Erusa recalled, "He's a formidable opponent, living up to his S-rank."
"What kind of magic does he use?" Rod couldn't recall any relevant information, and he was sure this old man hadn't been featured in any magazines for at least a year.
"It's a magic that focuses the magical power in the palms, enhancing both strength and destructive power."
"Isn't that just like our regular fighting?"
"Ah." Erusa nodded, "Because it's a very orthodox way of using magic, it can be considered one of the most basic forms of magic, so every mage knows a bit of it."
However, Bages seems to have an extraordinary talent in this aspect, and he has also mastered the most suitable technique for this kind of magic, the 'Pihua Palm.'"
"If he takes it seriously, his hands can unleash the power of a warhammer, and I'm not sure if even the Adamantine Armor can withstand his palm strike."
After both of them gathered the necessary information, they left the village chief's house and went to the ancient battlefield, discussing the intelligence they had just received while riding the river crab.
Listening to Erusa's description of the Pihua Palm's power, Rod felt a bit excited, but it was just a momentary feeling.
His training schedule was already packed, and he had some free time to explore the various martial arts and their combat techniques, which he didn't need to practice much.
Bages' strength wasn't due to the Pihua Palm, but rather because this martial art suited him perfectly.
Martial arts and magic are not particularly secretive things; if just practicing the Pihua Palm could make one an S-rank, then the Four-headed hunting dogs would now be the top guild.
The river crab carried them through the rugged path, heading eastward, the view gradually opening up, the distant scenery continuously advancing, a desolate scene unfolding before their eyes.
The appearance of the battlefield was different from what Rod had imagined.
He had expected the ancient battlefield to be a scene of devastation, with corpses scattered everywhere, broken weapons littering the ground, and dried blood marking every step.
But in reality, all Rod saw was just overgrown grass, occasionally dotted with patches of undissolved snow.
Two centuries had smoothed out too many traces.
When he and Erusa truly entered the battlefield to explore, they could occasionally spot small fragments of white bones, rusted arrowheads, and sometimes even broken helmets and rotted armors.
Erusa squatted down to pick up a long spear, the wooden shaft long rotted, and even the heavily rusted spearhead couldn't support its weight, breaking off just as it was lifted from the ground.
She dropped the rotten spear and scanned the area around: "This should be the edge of the battlefield, the place where intense battles took place should be deeper in."
"I'll send the Shadow Wolves and the Sharp Beak Birds to scout ahead, even if they can't find the sword, they should at least find someone."
Rod released six wolves and twelve birds, each choosing a different direction to spread out.
Watching Erusa still examining the broken weapons on the ground, Rod reminded her: "This place might have some cursing magic, it's better not to touch anything, right?"
"I'm just curious the shape of ancient weapons, a little more cautious might be better... but being a little more cautious is also fine, I'll change the cursed gun!"
Erusa's extended hand paused, a long spear appearing in her hand, using the spear tip to prod the ground and examine, "This way there's no problem."
The Cursed Gun, effective against dark attributes, ghost-type, and cursing magic, has a certain restraining effect.
Last time it could destroy the Black Magic Sect's altar, stripping away the Power Armor, and this spear was no exception.
Rod watched Erusa like a curious kitten exploring the battlefield, silently maintaining a two-meter distance from her.
Thinking for a moment, he released another group of stone beetles to the ground, following closely behind Erusa.
Rod silently prayed not to use them.
This battlefield wasn't a flat, open area, but rather a somewhat uneven terrain, with a few small hills here and there.
Rod and Erusa gradually explored deeper into the battlefield.
The ground began to show signs of skeletons, and the frequency of broken weapons increased. Occasionally, they could also spot rotten horse harnesses and decayed war chariots, as well as...
Stones engraved with the words 'Boundary Marker.'
Unconsciously, the red sun had shifted westward, and they had already approached the border.
Rod asked a legal question he hadn't yet had the chance to understand: "What should we do if we want to leave the country?"
"Leave the country?" Erusa lifted her leg and walked past the boundary marker, "This is enough."
"No, I mean, do we need to get a passport or some legal documents?"
"There's no such thing." Erusa pointed to her guild mark—her clothes were too thick, so she just pointed to where it was, "This is enough."
Just like when Mira had stamped Rod's guild mark, this mark represented a mage of Fairy Tail, and it could be used to prove one's identity anywhere.
"Sure is convenient." Rod took a step forward and crossed the border.
Rod was now someone who had traveled abroad.
He felt that in his original world, this behavior would be considered illegal immigration.
"Hold on." Rod stopped, "One of the Shadow Wolves has been killed."
Erusa halted her search and took a defensive stance, wary: "What happened?"
"I don't know." Rod was also helpless; apart from the river crab, this was one of the drawbacks of using other wild creatures for reconnaissance.
If the enemy acted quickly enough, he would have to wait until the next day for the respawn to understand the situation.
Fortunately, not long after, a Sharp Beak Bird returned to the canyon on its own accord. Rod summoned it to lead the way.
He also asked it whether it had encountered a person or a ghost, and if it was one or two people.
The little Sharp Beak Bird used nods and shakes to let Rod know that it had discovered two mages from the Four-headed Hunting Dogs.
Rod and Erusa discussed it and decided to meet the two men. They would eventually meet anyway, and it would be good to understand their progress.
Following the Sharp Beak Bird for a distance, the two crossed another boundary marker.
This time, it was the border between the Bosco Kingdom and the Seven Kingdom.
Rod was now someone who had traveled across multiple countries.
...
At the base of a barren cliff, two mages from the Four-headed Hunting Dogs were waiting.
One of them wore a purple arm guard, with black hair tied on top of his head, lying sideways on the ground in a relaxed manner, one hand supporting his head and the other holding a wine gourd.
The other had yellow hair tied into two braids, resembling the ears of a hunting dog, wearing a black leather jacket, with a somewhat tense expression on his face.
"Is this okay, Big Brother Bages? We got here first, we should hurry and find the sword, right?"
"Relax, you saw how that wolf disappeared, it was clearly being manipulated by someone." Bages had a half-drunk look, "No matter how we move, we'll be tracked.
And with that kind of magic, they have a clear advantage in finding things. It's better to settle things before we find it."
"Settle... settle?"
"Yes, the old man just wants to determine the winner between Fairy Tail and us. We can just beat them, can't we?"
"But, Big Brother Bages, the other side has an S-rank mage too. It won't be easy to win a direct confrontation, right?"
"There's nothing to worry about. We will definitely win. Don't forget, we are mages of the Four-headed Hunting Dogs." Bages didn't like Lokka's lack of confidence and shouted their guild's slogan, "WILD..."
"F...FOUR..."
Bages was unsatisfied: "WILD!"
Lokka shouted: "FOUR!"
It is now X784, and Rod, Mira, and Erusa are 19 years old, while Bages is 21. They are all considered young mages of the same generation.
(End of Chapter)
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