Scientific Wizard

"Roar~"

A beastly figure, part lion and part human, couldn't halt its charge. Its body pierced by several sharp spikes, a piercing howl echoed through the narrow alleyway.

Ebury raised his hand, casting a spell, blasting the creature away with a magical shockwave. In an instant, a searing fireball ignited in his palm, readying for a finishing blow.

A loud bang interrupted the moment—a gunshot pierced through his Magic Shield, narrowly missing Ebury's head.

Startled, Ebury stepped back, halting his fiery spell, reinforcing his defenses, then turned to the direction of the gunshot. The shooter, Lame Laut, held an odd-looking cane—a firearm specially modified by the alchemical workshop, a gift from the wizards who came to aid him days ago.

Though powerful, it had its limitation—it could only shoot a single round at a time.

Laut, facing a wizard, cautiously tried to defuse the situation. "Dear wizard, let's not resort to violence. There must be a misunderstanding…"

Upon discovering the tracker was a wizard, Laut sensed trouble. Wizards were generally enemies of the church, united by common interests.

"A misunderstanding?" Ebury, barely surviving twice, sneered, eyeing Laut's peculiar 'arcane device' warily, fearing unexpected tricks. He decided not to hold back, intending to subdue him for questioning.

Ebury pointed his index finger, summoning a blue lightning bolt. Laut, startled, hadn't anticipated the truth behind the rumors—the wizards of Hadralata possessed the power of thunder manipulation.

In that moment of facing Ebury, Laut tightly grasped the ring Lynn had given him, screaming in his mind, "Lord Lynn, help."

The azure lightning arrived unbelievably fast, almost reaching Laut.

[Water Barrier]

A familiar voice echoed beside Laut, conjuring a transparent water barrier, colliding with the lightning bolt, disintegrating into hydrogen and oxygen.

Lightning moves swiftly in the air, almost impossible to dodge once cast. But Ebury's casting speed had limits, and Lynn's timely projection effortlessly shielded Laut.

Laut sat on the ground, overwhelmed with relief, realizing that not only did Lord Lynn hear his inner plea, but also came in person. Safety was finally assured.

"Wizard? Traitor?" Ebury's expression turned grim. He hadn't expected a wizard to interfere while tracking William's associate.

Lynn scanned the situation. "I think we should talk, wizard," Lynn spoke amiably. Then, with a pause, added, "But we need to relocate. The gunshot might attract the city guard."

Ebury remained skeptical. He had seen Laut selling glassware, a known supporter of Prince Harold aligned with the church—likely a lackey.

Summoning a stone golem, Ebury prepared for a clash. Lynn gestured to Laut, "Stay back but not too far."

Confident in Lynn yet cautious of his lightning magic, Laut observed the battle. The golem charged, swinging a stone hammer at Lynn.

Unexpectedly, Lynn dodged without retaliation. But Ebury's magic was primed.

"Anthony's Lightning Storm."

Terrifying currents coalesced in Ebury's hand. Lightning shot out like a web, engulfing Lynn and the golem.

The arcs devoured everything, crackling fiercely. Suspended in mid-air, Lynn seemed unaffected by the relentless lightning.

"How is this possible?" Ebury shouted in disbelief.

"No matter how powerful the magic, if it misses the true target, it's futile…" Lynn's voice echoed from a different direction.

Lynn's magical projection had shifted with Laut, the former standing still an illusion.

Aurora's visual magic, orchestrated by Laut, was a spectacle beyond compare.