Chapter 434: Volume 9: Phantom of the Ancient Castle, - 3: Madness Part 2
The term almost burst from Komer’s mind, no wonder even he found it difficult to control his own emotions.
Looking at the expressions of the Puppet Mage and Rebury, the smoke, extremely faint and nearly colorless and odorless, was not magic, but a dark plant-based concoction, and though its onset was not rapid, its effects were quite long-lasting.
It could excite the nerves of those who inhaled it, greatly amplifying their emotions toward those they despised and hated; colloquially speaking, it would trigger an outburst of emotions that the poisoned individual inherently loathed. Often this resulted in violent displays of Martial Power. What puzzled Komer, though, was why the Mysterious Magician suddenly shifted his animosity toward Vladimir Koff.
The dark mist had some effect on cultivators of Dark-based magic, though not much, but its impact on those practicing Light and Holy types of magic was especially pronounced. Komer had spent a considerable period studying potion-making under a quirky Half-Beast Pharmacist, acquiring quite a few skills in this area.
A series of Light Shields continuously revolved around the Mysterious Magician, and the Fighting Qi bursting from the two Dark Knights’ Knight Spears could not fully destroy the Magician’s protective Light Shield. The formidable Light-based attack magic forced the two Dark Knights to dodge desperately to avoid its lethal power. This was the true display of the Mysterious Magician’s strength. His use of Flight Technique, quick as the wind, was truly astonishing, and both Komer and Rebury had to admit that in this respect, no one in their adventure party could match him.
"Mr. Mihailovich, if I may be so bold, where exactly does this Mage Lome come from, and who recommended her to partake in this adventure? Was it you?"
Seeing the two Dark Knights struggling increasingly to withstand the Mysterious Magician’s relentless assault, and recognizing that her powerful demonstration of Light Magic was proof enough of her very close ties to the Bright Holy Teaching, Komer knew all too well that once she broke free, everyone present, including himself, would face endless trouble. It compelled Komer to prepare in advance.
"Ah, she came recommended by a friend, who, because of travels abroad, couldn’t join us and so suggested this Mage Lome, reputedly proficient in Light Magic. On this issue, you may rest assured, Lord, that amid our circle of friends, all are like-minded. No outsider could intrude," Mihailovich hastily explained, clearly grasping the implication in Komer’s words.
"Mr. Mihailovich, I’m afraid your words are hardly satisfying. Look at her use of ’High Clouds’; it’s the purest form of Light Magic. I can’t imagine any Dark wizard who could cultivate Light Magic power to such an extent. No one but a natural-born Light Mage could achieve this!" Shaking his head, Komer obviously couldn’t accept what Mihailovich said, especially since Mihailovich himself didn’t seem to know much about this Mysterious Magician. A simple letter of recommendation from a friend was far from trustworthy. "Mr. Mihailovich, unless you can persuade Mage Lome to cease and submit herself for our inspection, please excuse us for any disrespect we must show her."