novelAdmit Your Mistake
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"How could this be?" Folson was stunned.
The manor owners behind him twitched, and their expressions darkened.
They had followed Folson because he had made a solemn vow. However, it seemed like his so-called gold-tier magic was not powerful at all. They did not even see a single ripple on Watson's body.
"Elder Folson..." Wilber held back his anger as he opened his mouth. He did not know what to say.
If Zangwill had not invited Folson, he would have thought that Folson was a spy on Watson's side and was there to mess with him.
"Impossible! This is impossible!"
Folson let out a strange cry. He opened his arms and chanted with blood-red eyes, "Great water element, listen to my call and become an indestructible cannonball! Silver-tier spell—Mine Cannonball."
As he chanted, a hundred water balls the size of a human head appeared around Folson's body—silver-white lightning swirled around them. The blue water element and the lightning reflected each other. One could feel the terrifying power contained within it with just one look.
It was like how the fire element could control temperature and cast ice-type spells; the essence of a water element spell was to control water molecules. That included evaporating water into clouds to create lightning. So, therefore, lightning was part of the water element.
At that moment, the veins on Folson's forehead had appeared. It was apparent that he was under a lot of pressure. He had cast two gold-level spells in a day. Even if he drank the gold-tier potion, it would still be hard on his body. The blood in his throat boiled, and it seemed that he would need to spit it out in the next moment.
"Sea mines and cannonballs are firing at the same time. So let's see how you'll dodge them this time!"
Folson pointed at Watson, and the 100 mine cannonballs immediately flew in a beautiful trajectory and attacked Watson from all directions.
The mine cannonballs passed through the air as electric arcs spread out. There was a burning smell; even the earth was charred black as it cracked.
The Blackmoon Iron Cavalry stood beside Watson, including Vincent, and they looked nervous. They took a step forward as they wanted to protect Watson, but the young man stopped them.
"It's okay. I can handle this type of magic."
Watson watched as the water-mine cannonballs came straight at him. He stood still and allowed the cannonballs to hit his body. The water balls condensed with thunder and lightning touched his body and burst like an imaginary bubble. They made a pop-pop sound before his body absorbed them completely. Sparks flickered on his body for a moment before it was completely extinguished.
More than 80 water-mine cannonballs landed on Watson's body. The remaining water-mine cannonballs missed their target and hit the ground near him. The soil near him exploded with a loud rumble; it had left a deep pit several meters wide on the ground. It was a demonstration of the power of each water-mine cannonball.
"Wow!"
Folson could not take it anymore. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and almost fell onto the ground.
He finally realized that it was not a problem with his gold-tier spells—they were not powerless. However, Watson had absorbed them completely. It seemed like he could swallow a spell that covered several kilometers radius and contained destructive power. What kind of monster was he?
"Young Man, are you wearing platinum-tier armor?" Folson asked.
"You mean this shirt?"
Watson lowered his head and looked at the shirt on his body."Well, it's about the same."
He had transformed the shirt into an ancient knight's armor during the battle. After that, the armor had changed back into a shirt. The black and shiny fabric was not damaged even after it was hit with the water-mine cannonballs. It was no wonder Folson was doubtful about it. Unfortunately, the shirt was only gold-tier armor. It could absorb gold-tier spells because of the source of chaotic-elemental magic in his body.
Watson's words were ambiguous because he did not want to reveal his trump card.
'It was really platinum-tier armor!'
Folson thought he had guessed correctly when Watson did not admit or deny it. He took a deep breath.
Platinum-tier equipment was rare in that world. There were very few platinum-tier elites in the kingdom, and the number of platinum-tier equipment was even fewer. One could imagine how precious those items were. So what did it mean when the owner of a small castle at the border had some platinum-tier equipment?
Folson thought about it and broke out in cold sweat.
Blackmoon Castle was much larger than the other manors, and it was guarded by a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken and a gold-tier magical beast. He had not thought about it before, but after he linked everything together, he came to a terrifying conclusion.
Was Blackmoon Castle a secret faction supported by nobles who wanted to expand their influence at the border?
When he thought of that, he felt a little regretful. He had lost his mind because of the manor owners' generosity. If he had known that Watson was from a significant background, he would not have accepted the mission. However, he had no choice; Watson would not let him go. If he did not want to die, then he could only resist.
His right hand pressed on the small bag on his waist. Folson wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and gritted his teeth.
Whoosh!
One could hear the sound of the wind when more than ten magic scrolls flew out from the bag on his waist and burned in the air. Some of them flickered with a bronze luster, while most of them emitted a black iron-like color. Dozens of scrolls covered the air as a long wall of scrolls formed in front of him and Watson.
Watson was not worried at all. His expression did not even change as he walked toward Folson quietly and pushed the bronze-level scroll closest to him casually.
The spell carved on the scroll was a bronze-level water spear. Unfortunately, before the thick and long water spear could form, it broke and turned into basic water elements that Watson absorbed.
That scene made everyone's heart skip a beat. They did not dare to say anything or used their hands to touch the powerful scroll. That was too daring!
In just a few minutes, Watson had managed to push all the scrolls away. Scrolls without magical power were like pieces of cloth that had lost their vitality. They fell to the ground quietly.
At that moment, Watson was already in front of Folson. He was not as tall as the older mage, so he had to look up to the man. However, everyone felt as if it was Watson who was looking down on Folson. The older mage had the same feeling; he felt intense pressure from Watson's eyes before he knelt unwillingly on the ground.
"Do you still want to resist?" Watson's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder that echoed in Folson's ears. It caused his body to tremble.
The increase in magic power brought the gold-tier potion had dissipated quite a bit, so his body had begun to weaken. As time passed, he would become weaker and weaker, and his strongest attacks would not be able to harm Watson. Based on those two points, there was only one thing he could do.
Folson took two steps backward and raised the blue staff in his hand up high, "Do you think this is all my strength? No, you're wrong. I haven't used my true trump card yet. This next move is my trump card. I had not wanted to use it. Since you're forcing my hand, then let's all die together!"
Watson's expression changed when he saw Folson laughed maniacally toward the sky. He cautiously took two steps backward.
Finally, Folsen took two scrolls from his bag and stuck them on his body. Then, he used the sky-blue magic wings on his back to make a hasty retreat from the Blackmoon Castle.
That was his so-called ultimate move. Did that not mean that he had run away from the fight?
Watson was stunned; the others were also speechless.
It turned out that Folson was only bluffing; he had no trump cards at all.
"You still want to run? Where can you run to?"
Watson shook his head helplessly and waved at the sky. The Golden Flash, who had been circling the sky, immediately turned into a golden ray of light and caught up with Folson. With a gentle wave of his claws, the beast slammed the mage into the ground.
His claws, which were bigger than a human, pressed down on Folson. The Golden Flash's three heads got close to Folson and drooled on him. Folson was so scared that he shouted in a panic, "Don't! Don't come close to me. I still have a trump card. I really do have a trump card—"
Roar!
Golden Flash roared softly; Folson felt as if he had been hit by the storm. His hair was messy, and his screams became more tragic."I was wrong. I don't have any ultimate move. I'm lying. Please don't eat me! I apologize. I shouldn't have attacked Blackmoon Castle. Please let me go. As long as you let me go, I'm willing to do anything."
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