The Vastness of Magical Destiny

The deep, resonant voice immediately subdued the black-robed Mage who still seemed eager to stir, and the formidable strength displayed by the four Magic Knights made him hesitate to make any rash moves. Close combat was not a Mage’s forte, especially as the Wind Slashing Magic Array was gradually dissipating. To think of countering the four Magic Knights and the voice’s owner alone was clearly a risk.

His hesitation bought time for the Magic Knights. In addition to the four Knights who had been running and leaping over, three more arrived at the scene on horseback.

The Wind Magic Arrays, brought forth by three Magic Scrolls, ultimately dissipated as the magic power was exhausted, yet the scene remained extraordinarily gruesome.

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Seven Assassins’ corpses lay scattered and sprawled across the ground, their dismembered parts strewn about, with the flesh blurred and dark red blood splattered all around. The Assassins’ distinctive attire made it clear they had come prepared for a specific operation: their uniform black leather tightly coated their figures, enhanced with the blessings of wind magic and agility spells, but this sudden attack had led to such an end.

The Bohemian court Knights were quite satisfied with the performance of Komer and his companions because their reputations and strengths were respected. Aside from two mounted Knights who kept a distant watch over the group, they did not take any further excessive measures.

However, the treatment of the Mage was vastly different. The four Magic Knights who had slowly descended from the sky pointed their gleaming silver Knight lances in a ready-to-attack position, fully aware of the powerful Mage trapped in their midst and not daring to be careless.

Knowing it was during the time of the magic competition, yet still daring to provoke and create trouble within Prague City, it was clear they had no regard for Bohemia’s court Knights or the Mage Corps’ Mages. That naturally meant some genuine substance, and the dense magical aura emanating from the Mage forced the four Magic Knights to remain highly vigilant.

The middle-aged Knight, who had voiced the deep nasal sound, dismounted lightly from an exceptionally spirited horse. With just two strides, he crossed into the Magic Array, which now only carried a faint echo of the wind, "Huh? Wind Blade! What a powerful Wind Magic Array!"