Nathan

Year 2849 | Month 12 | Day 9

So as it turns out, they are very much deserving of being killed. Considering the fact that they’re forcing a bunch of regular non-magicians to work for them, treating them incredibly poorly in the process. Almost as badly as the older nations used to treat slaves when they had them.

I narrow my eyes as I continue looking through the scope of my sniper rifle for a few seconds, only to nod my head towards one of the three people standing behind me. “I’ll take the job.”

Then I once again focus on the base camp hastily built by the non-magicians. The camp has a very low wall around it, with a decently sized building in the center and various tents built up around it. And it’s rather obvious which of the people are magicians and which aren’t, since the magicians are all currently having some sort of party at the top of the buildings. Although it looks like a type of work party. Like they’re celebrating something.

“You said they had just broken free from your three cities and joined together?” I ask, glancing at the three behind me in the process just to quickly get a confirmation in answer. I refocus on the base again as I continue, “Then it looks like they’re celebrating that right now.”

Fighting against a group of magicians won’t be as easy as fighting against a single magician and a bunch of non-magicians. And it doesn’t help that I only know the affinities of about half of the dozen magicians, with two of them having enhancement mana, one having fire, one having wind, one with water, and one with poison.

The enhancement mana ones could be annoying to deal with at close range, or if they have a spell that hardens their skin enough that it can take a bullet. And the fire and wind ones might have decent barrier spells.

But the water affinity one. That one might be a problem, since water affinity is the most common affinity for healing spells. Not including special magic, that is. And sometimes light mana, but not as often.

I look through the celebrating magicians for a second, searching for their healer first. But I can’t seem to find them. Unless the pictures that the three idiots behind me had were wrong.

Actually, come to think of it, there’re only eleven magicians on the roof of the building celebrating.

Where’s the other?

After searching through the people in the base for a little bit and failing to find the water affinity magician, I mention to the others, “The water affinity magician is missing.”

They all tense up at that before muttering amongst each other. But I ignore them to focus on the little party again. Then I aim directly at the wind affinity magician, because he’s the most likely one to be able to either hit me back from there, escape with their speed enhancement spells, or reach me here.

“I’ll be starting now,” I state, interrupting them. They all go silent before nodding and beginning to step back, leaving me on this short cliff by myself.

After hearing them stop moving, I take a deep breath and begin pumping a small amount of fire mana into the gem on my rifle. Then I check the wind once, finding it to not be an issue – which is a common thing on this continent to be honest, almost as if the wind here is just incredibly weak or even partially blocked or something – before adjusting my aim and pulling the trigger, the rifle making a very quiet chink sound in the process thanks to the silencer I have on it.

The bullet flies straight into the side of the wind affinity magician’s head, making him fall to the ground, shocking the others. But I don’t give them the time to recover, focusing on the fire affinity magician next and forcing a reload to fire a second time in a row, taking him down as well just to make sure he doesn’t have any anti-fire spells. Since I know I have a couple of those myself.

All of the magicians there quickly begin activating their own spells, creating barriers both directly over themselves and a massive one to cover their little party area, making my sniping invalid now.

Fortunately, I didn’t expect my sniping to be of much help after the first couple shots. Not against a dozen magicians, even if they’re only Class D.

And more importantly, because I won’t be able to show off to the idiots without going up close and personal. So I open my spatial storage before putting my rifle in it and closing it again while standing up. Then I jump straight down the cliff, landing on the ground several meters below as I draw my sword from its sheath at my side.

I stretch my arms and neck before swinging my sword back and forth once before beginning to sprint towards the base camp itself.

Once I get there, I find most of the non-magicians having already run for cover. Meanwhile the top of the building is still covered by their barrier of stone, likely from a nature affinity magician. Which could also be an issue since there are some nature affinity with healing spells as well. Just that most of them tend to focus on the earth aspects of it. Stones, minerals, metals, soil, dirt. Stuff like that.

I simply jump over their low wall, not bothering with it in the slightest before continuing into the base grounds itself, ignoring the non-magicians who are cowering at the sight of me. In fact, they’re absolutely terrified. Especially when they see my eyes.

But I also can’t help but notice that they’re sending equally terrified looks towards the roof of the building, as if afraid of the magicians there too.

I pity them.

When I turn my attention back to the building again, I find a man kneeling at the edge of the roof with a rifle in hand aimed directly at me. And I raise a brow at that before they fire, sending a bullet straight through my heart, making me stagger backwards.