Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

'That asshole Ethos really screwed me over this time,' Ron thought while looking at Ian's figure through the mist.

"Oh? Are you from the Calvora Continent? Then why are you following Ethos?" Ian asked, genuinely confused.

As far as he knew, the person who came to host the trial this time was Ron, a First-ring Elemental Wizard. If what he said was true, then he must be proficient in water elements.

"It was to pay the favor. Now that your enemy is dead, there is no need to fight, right? You might even join my organization after you arrive at the Calvora Continent."

Ron thought Ian was relenting, so he didn't forget to draw a pie.

"Moreover, if something happened to me while I'm here, they will surely send someone over to find out what happened. It will be even more unfavorable to you and your family at that time."

'True!'

Ron hit the nail on the head.

Ian was already thinking about that while looking for a way out of this mist.

A wizard organization could be a cruel enemy or a reliable partner, depending on the situation. He didn't want to get on their reverse scale yet; that was too foolish.

As Ian was searching for a solution while thinking, he realized his mental power wasn't enough to circumvent this mist fast.

"Okay, I agree to your request. How about you lift this mist then?"

Ian tried to ask. Who knew? Maybe Ron would do that.

"Young man, it isn't good to be smart while you are in a desperate situation."

Did Ian take him as a fool? There was a large number of troops outside, drawing their bows and ready to fire arrows at him.

If he lifted this mist without a guarantee, wouldn't he be foolish?

"Amplification!"

Ron didn't want to be passive in this talk, so he directly used amplification on his spell.

Suddenly, with his chant, a wave of invisible energy spread again, making the mist more dense.

Ian even saw the Blood Rain spell getting pushed aside by the spell.

"Are you sure you want to anger me? No matter what, you are only a First Class Wizard Apprentice. As long as I keep a little distance from your weird power, I can kill all of you easily."

Ron didn't mince his words this time and showed it with his power.

"Mist Icicle!"

Suddenly, with the new spell, the white mist that blocked Ian's vision began to stir and condense into icicles just like before.

However, this time, without vision and mental power to track them, his condition became even worse.

"Swish..."

"Bang!"

Although Ian dodged some of them, most of them hit his body, aiming for his vital points.

"Fuck!"

Ian found out that his Arcanium Armor was even dented and pierced slightly, causing him pain. Moreover, the attack was continuous, as if it wouldn't stop until Ron saw him dead.

"So, what do you think?"

Ron said with a condescending tone when he saw Ian getting injured. Now, he thought maybe he had been too cautious before.
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'It must be that old man Ethos who was too weak,' he thought with reason and began to increase the output of mana.

Ian also heard his shift in tone after he got injured.

'Sure enough, I cannot let him go.'

As he feared before, negotiations could only succeed if both parties wielded equal strength.

The moment Ron saw him getting injured and confused in the mist, he thought maybe the dealing was no longer necessary.

'It seems I need to use that method.'

After Ian tried to think of a solution to this problem, he finally locked on only one possibility.

'I can only hope my intuition is correct,' Ian thought while removing the icicles embedded in the tattered Arcanium Armor.

After making his decision, he didn't waste time anymore.

"Fire the arrows at the mist!"

Suddenly, his loud shout echoed outside the large meeting hall, commanding the Crimson Legion to fire arrows. Fortunately, before Ron used his spell, they were already outside in the open area making it easier to aim.

"Swish!"

With Ian's shout, the sharp twang of bowstrings cutting through the air echoed in every direction. Arrows were loosed in unison, their deadly volley vanishing into the mist as they rained down blindly on unseen targets.

One excellent trait of the Crimson Legion was their unconditional obedience to their master's orders. They didn't hesitate a second, even if blindly firing arrows might harm their master.

"Are you crazy?"

Ron, who was just getting refreshed, was bewildered by Ian's suicidal action.

He wasn't the only one inside the mist. If 10,000 soldiers fired arrows aimlessly, who could be sure they wouldn't kill the wrong target?

"Asshole! Stupid piece of shit. Are you out of your mind?"

He cursed, halted the ongoing spell, and began casting a defensive spell while desperately trying to move out of the arrows' range, though his efforts were futile.

"Heh, it is indeed stupid."

Ian smirked as he saw the icicles stop appearing around him, but the volley of arrows was in its place.

"Ethereal Disguise!"

Suddenly, he used the same spell he had used at the beginning of this fight.

However, instead of using it as usual, he poured out his mental power inside his Life Seed just as he did in the carriage before when going to the Imperial Academy.

He hadn't forgotten the weird feeling of the Life Seed disappearing and the strong tug from his consciousness when using this secret technique attached to his family's breathing method.

After his bloodline awakened and his mental power reached the limit of a First Class Wizard Apprentice, Ian had the intuition that whatever that move was, he should be able to perform it now.

"Swish!"

Just as his mental power followed the strange resonance from the Ethereal Disguise technique and was poured into his Life Seed, Ian saw it disappearing directly from his dantian.

Unlike last time, this time it disappeared instantly from his vision and transformed into an incorporeal form.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Ian felt the same pull on his consciousness as he experienced before on the way to the Imperial Academy, but this time the tug was stronger.