"Ambush?!"
"Gubier Island's ambush?!"
In the hall, the wizards were somewhat agitated.
Ciritha gave a slight smile and continued,
"As of now, Gubier Island has become a trap."
Colin's gaze flickered as he listened intently to Ciritha's speech.
"It must be said, this owes much to Neustadt City," Ciritha turned to look at the wizards from Neustadt City.
'Due to Neustadt City... could it be the Deep Red Marking Technique?'
Colin speculated silently in his heart.
Ciritha's next words confirmed his thoughts.
Then she changed tack and said,
"Of course, it is mainly thanks to Nois and several other councilmen for developing the Deep Red Marking Technique, which allows us to identify traitors and set this trap."
"If nothing unexpected happens, according to what the elders have said, in a short while, when night falls completely, Gubier Island will be invaded by a large number of Divine Believers!"
"Good!" Mayer couldn't help but mutter his admiration, then he gritted his teeth and said, "Time to let those lunatics know the might of our wizards!"
Colin couldn't tell if it was his imagination, but he felt that after the Divine assault, Mayer seemed more expressive, lacking his former slickness.
"What does this have to do with us?" Sovoc asked, puzzled, then clarified, "I mean, aren't we in charge of the Alus Association?"
Mayer was slightly taken aback, but Ciritha in front of them just happened to clear up their confusion.
"Prepare yourselves now; we need to head to the island with the other wizards shortly."
Ciritha scanned the wizards and spoke,
"Our goal is to collaborate with the other wizards to exterminate all Divine Believers of First Rank and above on Gubier Island, creating an excellent trial ground for this Alus Association event!"
As soon as Ciritha finished speaking, many wizards changed their expressions.
Cooperating with other wizards to clear out Divine Believers... the danger was undoubtedly comparable to participating in an actual war!
However... they were after all accompanying wizards of the Alus Association, and creating a trial ground for it was clearly within their duties, leaving no room for shirking.
Ciritha also emphasized at this moment,
"Alright, this is the decision set by the elders, no need for further discussion, everyone return to your rooms to prepare for the upcoming battle."
"Ah, how could this be..." Mayer sighed.
"Talking too much is useless, better to prepare well and increase our chances of success." Colin rarely spoke up, then without hesitation, he walked out with the crowd.
"Right." Mayer rallied his spirit and followed suit.
But just as he stepped out, he voiced his doubt,
"Lord Colin, aren't you returning to your room?"
"I plan to practice witchcraft in the training room before the battle, to avoid being rusty when it matters." Colin shook his head and explained.
Now, with twenty thousand Magic Stones in hand, his Fireball Technique was also on the verge of reaching its limit.
With a bit of time left, he intended to see if he could break the limit of the Fireball Technique before stepping onto the battlefield!
Sharpening the axe will not delay the job of cutting firewood!
Moreover, there was a good chance of breaking the limit on the Fireball Technique before stepping onto the battlefield!
"Indeed, it is necessary to be familiar with witchcraft, especially since you, Lord Colin, have just advanced to an Official Wizard not long ago." Mayer nodded and then sighed again, "To face such danger right after advancing..."
"I'll also go."
Sovoc, who had been silent at his side, suddenly spoke up, caressing a narrow and deep wound on his chest.
The ferocious gash left from the airship incident stretched from his chin down to his collarbone, and to this day, it had yet to heal cleanly, occasionally sending jolts of pain.
Neither he nor Mayer had undergone any extensive body modifications, and injuries like this were not light for him.
"This…" Mayer glanced at Sovoc, hesitated for a moment, and then sighed, "I'll go too."
He then switched to a smile and said,
"All three of us come from the affiliated schools of the Yista School, we're practically acquaintances, so we should take care of each other on the battlefield... Isn't that right, Colin?"
"Your Excellency has just advanced to Official Wizard, and I presume you haven't had time to master much witchcraft…"
Colin took a slight pause in his step, said nothing in explanation, only continued walking in silence.
Mayer didn't mind, and warmly turned to look at Sovoc, flattering him subtly, "Although you, Your Excellency Sovoc, are injuredd, had I encountered that scenario, I probably would have lost my life by now.
Among the three of us, it's still your strength that ranks the highest. Once on the battlefield, we will probably have to rely a lot on your protection."
"The situations on the battlefield change rapidly, and my injury has not yet healed. It will be good enough if I can take care of myself,"
Sovoc replied with a smile.
"Your Excellency Mayer is the eldest among us, and when it comes to combat experience, the two of us combined might not compare to you. On the airship last time, you were only drained, not hurt at all... Perhaps the one we can really rely on is still You, Your Excellency."
"Far from it, far from it…"
The two exchanged pleasantries, leaving Colin somewhat excluded.
But he didn't mind either, occasionally chiming in to maintain a superficial harmony.
If they were really on the battlefield, lending a hand occasionally would be no problem, but if it came to a life-or-death crisis, in the end, the only one he could rely on… was still himself.
Following the directional signs, the three of them quickly arrived at the training room.
Although it was called a training room, its actual size was not small at all, looking somewhat similar to the large indoor gyms of his former world.
However, this place was much more robust than the municipal gymnasiums of the past!
Without further delay, Colin marched quickly to the attack witchcraft practice area and raised his hand to shoot an orange-yellow fireball at a target not far in front.
Boom!
The fireball burst, and the sound that came through interrupted the conversation between Mayer and the others, causing them to look at Colin instinctively.
"Your Excellency Colin, is that... a Burst Fireball?" Mayer asked with hesitation.
The fireball cast by Colin looked somewhat like the Zeroth Rank Fireball Technique in shape, but was brighter in color, and its power had reached the lower levels of the First Rank… It clearly couldn't be the Fireball Technique.
But to say it was a Burst Fireball... the fireball Colin cast seemed to have an added effect of sticking and burning.
Whoosh!
Colin raised his hand and shot out another fireball, then responded without a change in expression,
"This is the Fireball Skill·Revised I developed on my own. It is somewhat similar to the Burst Fireball, but it isn't as powerful in terms of shock waves."
"I see..." Mayer nodded, then laughed warmly and said, "I didn't expect Your Excellency to also possess this talent, creating a witchcraft that reaches First Rank standard on your own isn't simple… Even if it's based on modifying existing witchcraft, it's not an easy task."
Sovoc, watching Colin continue to release the Fireball Technique, couldn't hide his surprise either.
The fact that Colin could cast First Rank witchcraft so smoothly was already shocking to him, but he didn't expect that the witchcraft was actually Colin's own research!
However, that was not surprising, as only witchcraft developed by oneself could be mastered so proficiently soon after becoming a First Rank Wizard.
"It's just a fluke, the Fireball Technique was the witchcraft I used most commonly during my Apprentice days. Later on, an inspiration struck me by chance, allowing me to research this technique," Colin explained indifferently.
With the Golden Paper in hand, those Limit Breaking witchcraft would sooner or later be noticed by others; it was better to cultivate a persona of being "skilled in research" in advance to avoid trouble.