Ch. 30 - A Great Turmoil

Paladin couldn't help but have new doubts after witnessing the power of his strange golden light element. The Arrow Of Light's framework required at least a hundred elements to function normally before it could form magic. If the magic elements he possessed could be depleted in a single breath, how quickly could they be replenished? Paladin had to know this, as he might encounter enemies in the future. His life would be at stake, so he had to make careful calculations.

Paladin squinted his eyes and three structures of Arrow of Light appeared in front of him, exactly as he desired. Three hundred light elements swarmed out of his body, flocking to the three structures. There was a flash of golden light and three golden light arrows were suspended in the air. Following Paladin's fingers, the structure immediately disintegrated and vanished. Paladin immediately closed his eyes to carefully examine how this works.

Surprisingly, the Light elements commanded by his arms were completely indifferent to Paladin's order at this time. Frowning, Paladin opened his eyes to see sunlight streaming in through the window. It was densely filled with golden light magic elements. Paladin wanted to instruct these magic elements that were the same as the one he had to get closer to him, but it didn't work. The only thing the sunlight did was shine on his body, making him feel a sense of comfort. Occasionally, one or two golden elements strayed into Paladin's elemental belt, becoming a part of the Magic Ring.

This, however, was far from satisfactory. If it had such a slow recovery rate, Paladin could confirm that a civilian with a machete could slaughter himself indiscriminately as soon as his magical elements were depleted.

"Hahaha, Naru, today's harvest is good. You're a lucky kid to get so many fish!"

Paladin was becoming annoyed when laughter rang out from outside the church. He opened the window and looked down, just in time to see a rough fisherman surrounded by a crowd of friendly civilians laughing and lightly hitting him. Paladin didn't care about these people at all, his attention only focused on the old cart behind the fisherman. Fresh fish of various sizes were alive and kicking in the huge fishing nets placed in the cart.

When a ray of light hit the top of his head, Paladin realized instantly. A smile gradually appeared on his face. There was a river near the town. Because it was downstream, many schools of fish gathered nearby to look for food. It was human nature to harvest so much. That, however, wasn't the thing that shocked Paladin. It was none other than the fishing net. Yes, the fishing net.

Paladin stomped his feet, mocking himself for his stupidity, and muttered with a wider smile on his face, "I’m so stupid. Just like a fishing net can catch a large group of fish in one net, I can use my golden elements as a fishing net. Therefore, I can catch the golden elements in the sunlight, just like those fish!”

The excited Paladin immediately waved his hands. Only about five or six golden light elements were spread. Paladin controlled them with his consciousness. He willed them to fiercely wrap and pull the sunlight that was shining down like a fishing net. A miracle occurred. He captured 50 or 60 elements in a single breath. Paladin's energy immediately increased. He then used more than 60 elements that were at his command to catch more magic elements.

In two different parts of the world, just as Paladin plunged headlong into researching magic and developing his own power, the branch of the Freemasons’ Association saw a different scene ten days after Paladin escaped. At this time, various forces were mixed there. Some forces even expressed their stance by directly and domineeringly placing all students and professors under house arrest, sealing the entrances and exits, and searching the entire castle. The once-quiet and silent learning paradise was now rife with violence and repression. The Scarlet Sandstorm Mercenary Group, one of the largest mercenary groups on the Olosen Continent, was the most arrogant.

Nasura, the Great Ice Mage, and Adele, the Assassin Alliance's hound, were disguised as a professor and a student. They stood on top of the tower, looking down at the mercenaries, who were dressed in leather armor and wielded long swords. Nasura straightened his wrinkled collar. With a gentle voice laden with disgust, he said, "What a bunch of savage and stupid pigs! Their actions are telling Freemasons’ Association’s high-level officials that the secret has been exposed! Speaking of which, who is the leader of this mercenary group? He’s able to figure out the secret, which is the Ripley scroll!"

Adele, who had been closing her eyes, opened them abruptly. Fragrant sweat flowed out of her pretty white face. While frowning, she said to Nasura beside her, "Let's get out of here!"

"Huh?"

Before Nasura could react, a mercenary came up the roof with a clatter. When he saw the two of them, he immediately drew his sword and yelled, "Why are you here?! Shouldn't you all be in the basement?!"

Adele’s eyes narrowed. She wouldn’t let his words go. Her curvy body instantly became a blur. The next moment, she had arrived behind the mercenary, her fingers stained red. Only a snap could be heard. The mercenary had his eyes wide open when blood immediately streamed down out of the wound on his neck. Nasura teleported to Adele's side and said with a frown, "What’s wrong? We’ve searched for ten days and finally identified three targets. Are you going to give up right now?"

"These days, people from all the major forces have been coming in," Adele said, shaking her head gruffly.

Other kingdoms, duchies, and even the Emma Empire have all sent representatives. The situation was becoming increasingly complicated.

“I sensed that the lackeys from the Assassin Alliance have also arrived. A tutor, along with two hundred hounds to boot. Although I am confident that my breath holding method will not be detected by them, but you…"

Nasura faintly froze, and then curiously asked, "Me? You can just go, you don’t have to care about me at all, right? What’s the purpose of you telling me this?"

Adele blushed and feigned anger. "What's the point of talking right now! Just run away! None of the three targets are even in the Association right now. We won't have much to lose!"

Ignoring Nasura’s reply, Adele took him by the hand and flew down the tower. Nasura looked at the her back which was in front of him. A warm smile bloomed on his face.

Boom! Shortly after the two of them fled, the three-meter-high gate was knocked down by a huge force. When the smoke and dust cleared, a creepy man dressed in tight black clothes with a black hood and mask could be seen. He retracted his fist. The mercenary who was about to alert his group that there was an invader was struck by a cold current through the side of his body. His sweaty hair stood on end because behind the man who had blown the gate away with one punch, there were hundreds of people dressed in the same clothes! Everyone wielded two sharp and long daggers in their hands.

"You guys, who are you?" One of the mercenaries who led the group boldly stepped forward and asked.

The masked man nodded slightly and four people jumped out from behind him in a flash. The mercenary was immediately dismembered and fell to the ground in pieces.

"You guys! How dare you kill the captain! I, Grand Master Monrik, will not forgive you!"

Despite the fact that they were being threatened by a powerful force, these mercenaries, who were already used to gruesome situations, spoke up and threatened them. Hoping to chase away these terrifying guys. Unfortunately, he was wrong.

“Bow to the darkness and serve punishment to the light," said the leading black masked man in a low voice after lowering his head. He then turned around to reveal the bloody blade symbol painted on his back.

As soon as the words were spoken, hundreds of men dressed in black—both outside and behind the man—immediately knelt down and raised their hands above their heads. They shouted frantically, "A sharp blade in the darkness! Impose the punishment of the dark upon the light!"

"Kill them!"

Hundreds of men in black dashed and jumped towards the terrified mercenaries. They looked like a black whirlwind bringing upon a rain of blood.

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