This chapter is told from the enemy’s point of view.
Some time passed after Labrys scarlet was captured by the Sorcerer Association.
Three of the first-class mages infiltrated the town of Almana. They crept as they ran through the shadows of deserted places in Almana.
They reached the home of the town’s feudal lord, the Moonhart residence.
It was a simple residence with a modest courtyard and a flower bed.
From the outside, it was clear whoever lived there was kind-hearted and loved peace. But that mattered little to the first-class mages.
“Fourth Mute (Silencing field Ⅳ).”
One of the mages quickly set up a soundproof barrier over a diameter of ten meters.
No matter how much noise was made inside it, no one outside could hear it.
They could talk, they could torture, and no one would know.
“Is this the home of the supposed ‘hero’?”
Asked one of the mages, after checking to see if no one was around.
“Yes, I hear the girl who lives here is supposedly a ‘hero’. She could even be the same person as ‘that’ hero.”
“Now that I think about it, I’ve also heard that the servant of this house can use strange magic.”
“Holy sword isn’t here right now, so we should capture them all and dissect them while we have the chance.”
“A ‘hero’ would get in the way of our plans. We should capture her if possible, and if not, kill her. And if even that is impossible, we should at least prevent… Are you listening, Fuse?”
“Yes… It’s all very boring.”
The youngest mage, the man called fuse, then ripped the mask off his face and tossed it.
He was a prodigy of fire magic, and became a first-class mage at a young age. But with his power came a little bit of overconfidence.
“No one’s going to beat us first-class mages anyway. Even that girl that could use level five had no chance against us. So stop with the boring talk… Let’s uncover this ‘hero’ already.”
Fuse said as he held his staff high.
“Six Flame! (Fire Ball Ⅵ)”
A large ball of flames appeared above Fuse’s head.
Heat began to swell from it with a loud noise, as if scorching the air around it.
It was level six magic, a height that only a few prodigies could reach after a lot of training.
“Hey Fuse! You’re drawing too much attention!”
“It’s too powerful! Are you trying to burn everyone to death!?”
“Ha. That hero or whatever will come to the rescue, right? And if everyone’s burned, that means we were wrong.”