Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

"Woah, do you want to do everything by yourself? Then why even bring these guards with you? Look, they are looking at you like a monster."

Ian rolled his eyes at her remarks and pointed at the guards, who stood dumbfounded in their places, unsure of what to do. She had already killed more than a dozen bandits in a single attack, yet she still wasn't satisfied.

Are you trying to scare them to death?

"I wasn't saying that," Lyra mumbled innocently while honestly coming to his side.

"Okay, Lancer, what are you gawking at? Kill the remaining bandits quickly."

After seeing she understood, Ian looked at Lancer, who was staring at Lyra with an incredulous expression as if he couldn't believe his eyes and reprimanded him sharply.

Ian could already see that some of the smarter bandits were fleeing the battlefield, while the captain was still standing stupefied—though he couldn't be entirely blamed.

"Oh, yes, young master." Lancer quickly came out of his stupor and hurriedly replied to Ian, as he didn't want to leave a bad impression.

"Also, those darts are coated with volatile poison. So, reposition yourselves unless you want to get poisoned and delay things further. And don't let my carriage get damaged."

"Okay, young master. There won't be any problems."

Lancer quickly bowed, walked toward his comrades, who were still standing there with surprise in their eyes, and yelled loudly,

"What are you staring at? Don't you see the bandits running away? Kill them quickly! You bastards can't do anything right."

Lancer shouted angrily, embarrassed to see his subordinates still staring at the dead bodies in bewilderment. His impression in the young master's eyes must have been in the gutter.

Why was it that whenever he tried to show off in front of his young master, something surprising always happened? Couldn't he catch a break?

He was so unlucky.

"Okay, sir."

The subordinate nearest to Lancer bore his angry kick and hurriedly ran to encircle and kill the fleeing bandits, clearly embarrassed.

However, what they had witnessed today truly opened their eyes. They had heard of wizards but had never seen such methods with their own eyes. It had truly astonished them to their core.

It was like a mortal seeing an immortal art for the first time, although it was a bit far-fetched.

"How are you feeling?"

After seeing the team begin to carry out their task, Ian asked Lyra, who appeared weak,

"I just spent a little too much energy. I will be alright after some rest."

Lyra smiled bitterly and replied. She was angry that her good time had been disturbed by the bandits, and although she had killed them, she was now weak, making her unable to enjoy the time anyway.

Didn't she shoot herself in the foot?

"Okay, then go into the carriage and sleep to recover. Don't use mana from now on."

Ian warned and directed Lyra to return to the carriage.

'She didn't want anyone to disturb our intimate time, but in the end, she wasted too much energy.'

He looked at Lyra, who was spent speechlessly. In the end, didn't she have to rest? It would have been better if she had allowed Lancer to stop the bandits.

'Come to think of it, after arriving at the Calvora continent, I should search for dark-attributed spells for her. It will be better if I can find them on Ignisia Tower.' Find adventures at empire

According to the Arcane Passage, Lyra was suitable for water elemental spells and had quite the talent in that area. Hence, the first two spells he taught her were Aqua Barrier and Tidal Push.

However, after her half-succubus bloodline awakened, she was now more inclined toward the dark attribute. So, learning a few of them should help her as a trump card.

'I don't know what my affinities are...'

Ian then thought of himself while unconsciously looking at his Life Seed, which was marked with five colorful lines. They were still silently surrounding it as if they were mere decorations.

But Ian didn't think so, as they clearly represented elements. So, there must be some use for them; he just didn't know how incredible they were.

If his guess was correct, then that would be a wonderful surprise. However, to know for sure, he had to first enter the Ignisia Tower.

...

While Ian and Lyra were making their way towards Westshore, Carl was already near the location.

Since the Ignisia Trial had been unexpectedly brought forward so much, the competition for the five quotas in the Imperial Academy was also moved forward.

Fortunately, he easily managed to secure a quota and immediately left for the Ignisia Tower. He really didn't want to stay in that place for a moment longer.

Anyway, he had no one in this place and was alone, so there was no nostalgia, only excitement for the upcoming trial and the wider world of the Calvora Continent.

"Haha, you are really good. You killed those bandits so easily. Even I will need some time to handle them. It certainly wasn't as easy as you made it look."

However, although Carl was left alone, he wasn't exactly alone at this point as he was sitting in a luxurious carriage with two other people.

One of them who had just laughed and praised Carl was a tall and handsome figure dressed in luxurious clothes made of fine silk, adorned with shimmering gems and intricate gold embroidery.

His proud demeanor was unmistakably that of royalty, as evident from his way of speaking, his charm, and the confident air of authority that surrounded him.

"Hey, don't you think so, Aurora? Why are you silent?"

He then asked his sister next to him, who was equally dressed luxuriously in a flowing gown of rich fabric, her beauty accentuated by delicate jewels in her hair and a serene expression, with her striking emerald green eyes and long chestnut brown hair that flowed smoothly down her back.

"Um, that was indeed impressive."