Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Ian asked another question that was more important to him now than anything else.

"Hm? No, I didn't find anyone strong. Who are you referring to?"

Ignysyl shook his head, not understanding Ian's question.

"Hmm, then... how strong is that wizard we met? Can you kill him?"

Ian inquired, as he truly didn't know how capable Ignysyl actually was.

But anyhow, as a dragon, he should be quite strong, right?

"Oh, you are talking about that guy who teleported us here?"

Ignysyl finally understood what Ian was trying to say and quickly answered,

"He is too weak to sense my Rule of Fire at all. Why? Do you want to kill him? I can help you, but isn't that guy necessary for this journey?"

He asked, confused.

"No, I was just asking. Just keep an eye on him and that boy who was beside me in the walkway before. But there's no need to do anything for now."

Ian waved his hands, stopping the little dragon from doing something rash. He was just asking for possible scenarios.

After all, he was on someone else's turf. He had to stay on guard even if there was a pact in place.

"Oh... that boy who has a strong soul in his ring?"

Ignysyl raised his eyebrows and immediately understood who Ian was talking about.

"Hm? Did you feel it?"

Ian asked, intrigued.

"Of course. I didn't notice anything when he was silent, but when he used his soul sense briefly, I immediately noticed."

Ignysyl proudly raised his head.

"Then, how strong do you think he is?"

"That guy?"

"Hmm... to have such a powerful soul sense even when he's dead, he should be as strong as I will be when I reach the young stage, eh, at least realm-wise. But since he's dead, he's as weak as that other wizard."

He then looked at Ian as if he remembered something and said,

"In fact, your spectral vision is too powerful and nemesis for any spirit form. In my opinion, you can just erase his existence with your gaze, just like that guy in the Glowy Spire."

Even remembering that scene made Ignysyl excited.

"You can just look at it and phew, he will vanish like nothing. No need to fight at all."

He even gestured with his eyes as if he found that too cool.

"Damn, you are too overpowered. How did you do that? You even used that form to hide that projectile in an earlier fight. Even I was surprised."

Ignysyl thought about the scene where Borris was suddenly pierced through his chest in dread.

In fact, he didn't say it, but he too didn't see that coming. That was just too weird.

"Why is your streak so different from mine? It isn't fair."

At last, he babbled nonsense and pestered Ian with a question that he forgot he asked at the beginning.

"Okay, stop this nonsense. You will learn everything once you grow up anyway. You and I are different."

Ian stopped him as he didn't want to talk about that yet.

Learning to use his ability to its limit was something he always worked on, and his Soulbond with Lyra inspired some ideas, which worked the first time.

"Instead, teach me that telepathy method you spoke of before. It is indeed quite inconvenient without it. In fact, teach Lyra too."

He said, stopping his enthusiasm in time.

"Tch... whatever you say."

Ignysyl flared his nose as if annoyed that Ian was too stingy but still carefully recalled the telepathy spell in his mind, as he himself wanted Ian to learn it more than anyone else. Your next chapter is on My Virtual Library Empire

He was done being ignored all the time.

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While Ian and Ignysyl were busy talking with each other, Varn finished distributing the tokens to everyone and hurriedly made his way toward the bottom of the ship.

As Borris had warned before, if they wanted to leave at night, they had to pull the Anchor of this ship before dark.

It wasn't because of the visibility nor the efficiency, but because of the danger involved.

Just because the Gravethrone Continent was devoid of mana, that wasn't the case with the sea.

Sure, the surface looked barren, just like the land, but when you dove deeper into the sea, you would be able to see a world of its own. And most importantly, there wasn't a lack of intelligent beings inside.

They loved to hunt in the dark the most, and as modified beings, they were the perfect snack in this barren place.

"Boss, you're finally here? Let's pull that thing out fast. I don't want to deal with those monsters in the dark."

As Varn made his way toward the bottom of the ship, Borris called out to him, who was waiting below.

From the look, he seemed to have already forgotten the incident just now, appearing as carefree as he always was.

"Yeah... let's get this over with. It's already almost dark anyway. It's time to leave this damn place. Haha..."

Whatever the case, since the time to leave was near, Varn was indeed happier.

So, he walked along the corridor at the bottom of the ship, along with Borris, who was weirdly silent throughout their walk.

"Hey, Borris..."

After seeing him being silent all the time, Varn finally couldn't hold back,

"Why didn't you attack him again at that time? This is so not like you."

He asked with interest, and as if he thought Borris would be reckless, he didn't forget to remind him,

"If you have any other plan, I suggest not to do anything during the voyage. After all..."

"I can't see through him."

"Hm?"

Varn was about to persuade when Borris said something, halting him in the middle.

"What do you mean, you can't see through him?"

He said, confused as he didn't understand what Borris meant.

"Literally, what I said."

Borris finally raised his head and looked at Varn with that predatory gaze, replying in a cold voice,

"My eyes can't see through him. His realm, strength, his attack, and even danger, when he is around, I can see nothing. However, at that time, my intuition was warning me all the time that if I attacked him again, I would be killed for sure. There was no doubt about it."

Borris replied with certainty and became silent again as if he didn't want to talk about it anymore.

"How is that possible?"

However, his words caused a huge upheaval in Varn's heart, as he loudly shouted out his exclamation.