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Three carriages slowly passed by.
No one noticed Freya's reconnaissance.
However, just as Freya was about to control the plant seeds to continue tracking, a red Leather Boot suddenly appeared in her line of sight, causing Freya to pause slightly, followed by the darkness beneath the sole.
"Snap."
"Ugh."
Freya, sitting on her horse, suddenly covered her right eye, where a trickle of green liquid slowly slid down.
Her other eye, however, looked uncertainly into the distance.
"What happened?" James, who was about to finish setting the trap, asked with a frown at Freya's unusual behavior.
"Someone discovered my seeds."
Gently lowering her hand from her eye, Freya's expression darkened.
The mental isolation of her plant seeds was optimized using the Spell Model from the Cursed Necklace she had stolen back at Blue Eagle Nest. Its inherent ability was quite remarkable, and that newly promoted wizard had not noticed it.
But now...
Seeing Freya's expression, James approached her and whispered, "Can you estimate the specific strength and number of those who discovered it?"
"I can't," Freya pondered for a moment before raising her head. "However, based on my understanding of the secret abilities of the plant seeds, at least one Official Wizard must have detected them, and they are not freshly promoted."
Hearing Freya's response, James's expression immediately changed.
Thomas and the Will Brothers, who were nearby, also heard their conversation. They put down what they were holding and walked over to them.
"What should we do? Should we retreat?" Tormar said in a low voice.
Although they were six Third-Rank Apprentices, that was hardly enough against an Official Wizard.
The powerful defensive Force Field and Spell would be lethal to them.
At that moment, Marina also emerged from the forest. Seeing the expressions on their faces, she vaguely understood what had happened.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on James. After all, he was the organizer and also the strongest among them, so the choice was in his hands.
Feeling the weight of their stares, James furrowed his brow. After a long pause, he pressed his lips together and took out a silver Sphere from his waist pouch. He spoke slowly.
"This is a one-time Cursed Item that allows ten people to enter a phasing state for ten minutes, increasing their movement speed by forty percent. If that Official Wizard attacks us, we will have the ability to escape, and besides, we are not far from the academy."
Everyone looked at the silver-glimmering Sphere in his hand and showed understanding expressions.
James's intention was clear: he wanted to wait for an opportunity to act; if that failed, they could safely return immediately.
But the premise was that the capabilities of this one-time Cursed Item were genuine.
The group exchanged glances and felt that this method was feasible. They all nodded slowly.
After all, no one was willing to give up this rare opportunity.
Seeing everyone's reactions, James paused and asked Freya, "Alright, the trap is set. Can you estimate how much longer until their carriage arrives?"
Freya thought for a moment and replied, "At the speed of the convoy, it should be about twenty minutes."
James put away the Sphere, his expression serious. "That's enough! Now, everyone hide. If anything happens, gather around me. This thing has a range of five meters; it won't cover us if we're too far away."
"Understood!"
The group nodded lightly and dispersed their horses on the spot. With the Energy Particles attached, they weren't worried about losing them.
Watching six Black Stallions move away in the direction they came from, everyone silently hid into the forest.
Freya jumped to the top of a tall tree, extending her hand to gently touch a nearby large tree. With a creaking sound, lush branches sprouted quickly around her, enveloping her and gradually concealing her presence by blocking mental energy.
If she didn't actively reveal herself, no one would notice that someone was hiding at the treetop.
Feeling her concealed state, Freya glanced towards where James and Thomas were hiding but found that area empty as well; they must have used some special cloaking tools.
The Will Brothers and Marina had also hidden themselves.
Twenty minutes is neither long nor short.
As time passed, soon twenty minutes went by, but there was still no sign of the carriage approaching from afar.
Freya squinted slightly, gazing at the distant forest. The only sound was the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
Another ten minutes passed.
James and another person hidden in the bushes suddenly appeared, frowning as they looked into the distance.
"They haven't come."
As the two removed their disguises, the others also revealed themselves.
The Wilton brothers emerged from a large tree, with Edward looking around at the empty path, slightly furrowing his brow. "Could something have happened?"
Ignoring Edward's question, James glanced at Freya, who was still in the tree, then turned to Alan and asked, "Can you still sense the traces of the carriage?"
Just as Alan took out the Silver Plate to confirm, a terrifying rumble suddenly erupted from the distant forest.
Boom!!!
The loud noise startled the birds in the forest, causing them to take flight and squawk chaotically.
This sudden turn of events left everyone momentarily stunned, but they quickly understood what had happened.
"Damn it, someone acted first—Freya!" James's expression changed slightly.
Without a word, Freya jumped down from the tree with a snap and immediately cast her prepared spell on everyone.
A green wind enveloped them all.
Feeling the lightness in his body, James dashed toward the direction of the loud noise.
Others, including Freya, quickly followed behind.
Vast stretches of green vegetation rushed past as the six individuals clad in Gray Robes chose not to take the main path, instead winding their way through the forest.
As they approached, a strong smell of blood filled the air.
Five minutes later, three heavily decayed corpses lay at an angle in the grass near the path.
Though the bodies were decomposed, they still emitted faint hissing sounds, as if something inside them was gnawing away.
Seeing the corpses from a distance, everyone paused slightly. Thomas glanced at the bodies and frowned.
"This is the corrosion technique from the Necromancy Department. Judging by the level of decay, they must have just been affected; otherwise, in a while, there would probably be nothing left but their clothes."
Upon hearing Thomas's analysis, James suddenly spoke in a low voice.
"We should be close. The battle plan we devised earlier is no longer viable. Let's split up now and find the carriage. Notify the nearest person once you do. If your combat abilities are not strong, don't act recklessly. Wait for me and Thomas to arrive before making any decisions!"
"Understood!" Wilton and his brother were the first to respond.
Freya and Marina also showed no signs of disagreement.
After looking at everyone once more, James waved his hand and then ran off in one direction with Thomas.
Watching the two leave, Freya slowly drew her Cross Sword from her waist and headed off in another direction.
The Will Brothers exchanged glances and silently agreed to follow Freya's lead.
Meanwhile, Marina quietly vanished into thin air as soon as James and Thomas departed.
In the dimly lit forest, Freya's figure nimbly weaved through the trees.
The Light Wind, after modification, could last for up to half an hour, although its corresponding speed was somewhat slower than before. However, for her, this slower pace was relative.
The gray Robe she wore transformed into a gray blur at her speed, and some predators in the forest barely caught a glimpse of her shadow before they swooped past.
Shortly after Freya passed by, two individuals wearing identical Gray Robes and resembling each other, the Will Brothers, appeared, slightly out of breath.
"What should we do? That guy really has hidden strength and specializes in the Positive Energy System. Is he fooling us?" Alan leaned against a tree, sweat covering his face.
"Forget it; we can't keep up. Anyway, I've secretly grasped the direction of the carriage. Let's hide over there and wait for an opportunity," Edward replied, breathing a bit easier.
"Got it!"
Unaware that her speed had shaken off the two men, Freya was sprinting toward a specific direction.
In that direction, the energy aura was most violent and the scent of blood was strongest, indicating that a battle was taking place.
Soon, as the smell of blood intensified around her, a White Carriage suddenly came into view in a nearby grove.
"This..."
Looking at the carriage, Freya paused slightly; from its design, it was clearly one of those seen in the visual sharing of the Reconnaissance Seed.
'Could I be this lucky?' she thought in disbelief.
However, just as she intended to approach for a closer look, a sudden loud cracking sound erupted beside the carriage.
Bang!!
A shadow was sent flying out, crashing heavily into a large tree.
That shadow suddenly revealed itself to be a strong man clad in heavy armor, but at this moment, his condition was far from optimistic.
His entire body seemed to have been baptized by lightning, with countless blue lightning bolts dancing across his armor. His black hair stood on end, and the exposed skin showed various degrees of charred blackness.
This man's physique appeared particularly resilient; despite such a fierce attack, he had not completely succumbed and was still twitching all over.
Freya furrowed her brow as she observed the man's symptoms. This was a typical sign of electric spell traces, and it was clear that the spell was extremely powerful.
From the direction he had come from, it was evident that a fierce battle was taking place not far from the carriage, likely between two official wizards.
As Freya hesitated, a slightly deranged voice arrogantly echoed from that direction.
"Hahaha, Rem! Don't run! Didn't you want me dead? Come on! Come kill me! My head is right here, come on!" (To be continued)
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