Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes
Chapter 201 Rainy Night

Chapter 201: Chapter 201 Rainy Night

Upon seeing this, Jom casually dispelled the protection barrier they had left earlier, and the three of them left the relic hall.

But just as they approached the entrance, a howling cold wind mixed with icy raindrops fiercely struck the natural magic protection surrounding them.

At this moment, the time in the real world had reached midnight.

Boom, boom, boom—

Thick clouds filled the late night as a torrential downpour ensued, with thunder roaring and lightning flashing across the sky, pouring down large icy raindrops relentlessly.

Without moonlight, in the utterly light-source-less wilderness, the environment was nearly pitch black to the extent of "not seeing the five fingers upon extending the hand", with only the occasional lightning briefly illuminating the desolate, empty wilderness of the island.

"I never had the chance to ask before, Anvis, have you found what you were looking for?"

Gazing at this dark and desolate scene, Evan extended his energy field outward, resembling an umbrella, blocking the torrential rain above his head.

"I have found it, elder brother Evan."

At his side, Anvis nodded, similarly using magic to part the rain curtain above his head.

"Then next, Anvis, could you help look for my guard?"

Turning his head, Evan looked towards Anvis with a piercing gaze.

"Yes, but before that, we need to temporarily return to Lavales to check the next port-entry schedule of that black ship," Anvis nodded.

"This island is too far from the Continent, and with the year-round deathly mist enveloping it, it’s not realistic for us to directly traverse the Mist Sea. It would be better to follow the black ship back."

"The dangers on the island have been somewhat unexpected, and according to the information I’ve received, it seems that some significant threats are about to occur. Once we find your guard, we will immediately leave this island."

Indeed, despite having absorbed that sealing, Anvis was still not certain whether the noted message on the slab and the notes of the Alien God believer specifically indicated the emergence of entities from the Seal.

Therefore, he decided to leave the island as soon as possible.

"But one thing, are you sure your guard is still alive?"

Finally, Anvis said this, looking at Evan with some doubt.

"It won’t be. In the last moment we were tricked, I heard those Alien God believers saying they were going to use my guard as a sacrifice for some ritual."

Evan shook his head, his tone somewhat thankfully strange.

"...But isn’t that the end of it?"

Anvis was a bit startled and surprised by Evan’s tone.

"No, Anvis. A ritual that requires an Eighth Rank Professional as a sacrifice probably won’t be held so casually," Evan shook his head.

"Moreover, her Life Plate is still intact and not shattered, we can use this to find her."

Saying this, Evan took out a Life Plate that looked like it was made of ice crystal from his ring, bearing a unique soul aura, intact on its surface.

What made Evan relieved was that among the personal possessions found on the Black Robed Priest, who had impersonated his identity, included the Life Plate of his guard.

"Is that so?"

Anvis glanced at the plate and nodded understandingly.

"Alright——"

......

Along the way, the three encountered many nocturnal Mutated Magical Beasts.

A wild wolf with peculiar tumors along its neck, bizarrely deformed crows with densely packed, dull yellow eyes, a wild boar with black tentacles writhing on its back, and some even stranger, almost unrecognizable original species of creatures...

However, tonight, they appeared especially agitated and uneasy.

As they approached Lavales from a distance, Anvis and the others suddenly realized that the situation in the small town seemed to have undergone some unexpected changes.

Due to the disappearance of the Moon Shadow Seal, the Curse Power on the island began to thin out.

This triggered more chain reactions; with the suppression by the Curse Power lost, Rai’s force field suddenly began to strengthen, expanding gradually outwards.

When the three of them entered the range of Lavales, the rain had already grown heavier.

Accompanied by the howling hurricane and booming thunder, the torrential rain formed a wall of mist in waves, violently lashing towards the trio, and then helplessly rebounding off the invisible force field.

Whooosh—

The heavy rain washed over the desolate, unpopulated streets, the roads also hidden in the pitch-black darkness, with all surrounding houses tightly shut, their interiors pitch dark, as if they had been desolately abandoned for a long time.

Relying on the illumination of the Candlelight Technique, the three walked the streets of the port city under the storm, heading towards the island tavern "Dormant Sea Demon."

...?

While walking, Anvis suddenly felt a faint heart palpitation and a sense of discord.

Something about the environment... was not right.

At the same time, in his peripheral vision, along with a streak of lightning, a dark corner of the port city streets suddenly twisted momentarily!

Anvis abruptly stopped and turned to look, but when the light from the lightning dimmed, everything seemed normal there.

"What’s wrong?"

Evan also looked toward the point Anvis was focusing on, but found nothing, hence asked with some confusion.

"Just now, did that place twist a bit?"

Anvis stared fixedly at that street corner, asking.

"Was there?"

Evan blinked in surprise and reached out with his spiritual power to search the street corner, but still found nothing.

"I didn’t notice anything either, Lord Anvis."

Jom similarly shook his head, unable even he to detect any abnormalities.

"...Let’s hurry up."

Recalling his momentary heart palpitation just before, and the island residents’ custom of not walking on the streets at night, Anvis frowned and decided not to delve deeper, choosing to head straight for the tavern instead.

The tavern, Dormant Sea Demon.

The tavern’s hall was empty in the dead of night, all candles extinguished, only a small, skinny bartender silently standing behind the counter, like a despised statue of deathly stillness.

Suddenly, the tavern door was pushed open, accompanied by the soft white light of the Candlelight Technique, and the cold gale mixed with raindrops howled in, before being firmly shut out by the quickly closed door.

"Do you have, any, business?"

Seemingly startled by the sudden light at the door, the skinny bartender mechanically turned his head, his face bearing a dead, pale whiteness, and spoke in a slow, haltingly strange tone.

"Returning the room key and also inquiring about the departure time of the next ship heading to the Continent."

Feeling uneasy with the atmosphere indoors, Anvis casually conjured a Magic Flame, lighting several candles on the tavern walls.

When the warm yellow candlelight illuminated the interior, a trace of liveliness seemingly flickered across the bartender’s face.

"The next ship, heading to the Continent?"

The bartender repeated Anvis’s words but did not continue speaking, only staring at the three with a strange gaze.

That kind of gaze made Anvis involuntarily think of that disappeared wanderer.

Boom—

A massive thunderclap suddenly erupted, a bright flash of lightning tearing through the night sky, momentarily brightening the interior.

"No."

In the harsh white light of the lightning, the bartender spoke faintly.

"Foreigners from who knows where, we have never had any ships going to the Continent here—"