The Bizarre Wizarding World-Chapter 279 - 223 Win-Win

“Perhaps you encountered followers with the strength of Second Rank Wizards?” Mayer murmured.

“Alas, the five of us separated for a moment halfway,” the male wizard said with a shake of his head and a tone of regret.

The male wizard did not continue, but Colin and the others understood.

On this battlefield, just as they attacked solitary priests, likewise, the followers were seeking out solitary wizards among them…

As the topic reached this point, Mayer lost his interest in conversation.

They were still on the battlefield, and the reason they had no casualties up to now…was merely due to luck.

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Colin turned his head to survey their surroundings.

To avoid being too conspicuous, they did not fly high, only less than a meter above the ground, which limited their field of view.

However, they could still make out the buildings around them, indicating they were passing above a city’s commercial street…

An Official Wizard’s speed of flight was now comparable to a regular car from his previous life.

Compared with their arrival on the island, they had now ventured deep into the interior without knowing just how far they had gone.

‘If I remember correctly, this is the second city we’ve passed…’ Colin thought to himself.

The entire battle line of Gubier Island had been in chaos since the Protective Shield was breached.

Divine Believers were not city guards, nor did Wizards aim to capture cities.

Leveraging their remarkable mobility, the current battlefield was like a pot boiling with assorted porridge, with Wizards and followers everywhere, and any encounter led to a fierce fight!

“Three First Rank, Middle-strength priests, a dozen Apprentice-strength followers!”

“Prepare for battle!”

No sooner had Morin spoken than he said in a deep voice, a hint of mysterious silver flashing in his brown pupils.

The next moment, in front of them, a large group of followers suddenly appeared around a corner.

When narrow paths cross… the stronger prevails!

Before long, the group of Divine Believers all lay dead by their hands.

Morin and Margaret looked at each other with smiles, tacitly moving forward together to collect the spoils of war.

“Ah…” Mayer sighed, his tired face not concealing his envy.

“The two of Your Excellencies seem…to have had a hard time as well.”

Mayer glanced at the two wizards and suddenly said in a low voice with a tone that conveyed the relief of finding kindred spirits.

Upon hearing this, the two wizards first seemed startled, then turned their heads, looking at Mayer with confusion.

Mayer did not speak, simply glancing at Margaret nearby and then showing his empty pockets.

The two wizards immediately caught on, glanced at Morin in the front, exchanged looks with Mayer, and also shook their heads with bitter smiles.

“To get through tonight safely is victory,” the male wizard under Morin comforted, seemingly to reassure himself as well.

“Yes,” Mayer wiped the beads of sweat that mysteriously appeared on his forehead, nodding in agreement.

They continued to rush forward at high speed, encountering several more groups of Divine Believers, but none could withstand the combined strength of the seven of them—it was close but they prevailed without any real danger.

However, the further they went, the stranger Colin felt… Could the target that Morin was tracking be so far from them?

He glanced at Morin and Margaret ahead of him, understanding in his heart.

Probably there was something they hadn’t mentioned… The Nine Major Schools were always so arrogant.

Colin had come to understand this very well.

A while later, Morin gradually came to a stop outside a city wall.

Colin turned his head to look, and was slightly startled.

Was this… Gubier City?

Though this wasn’t the city gate, with the help of his Superbrain, Colin still recognized this location.

It was clearly the city where their airship had landed before, the largest city on Gubier Island—Gubier City.

Even though they were separated from the city wall, the sounds of fierce combat still clearly reached their ears, showing how intense the battle was.

“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

A Male Wizard suddenly emerged from the shadow beside the city wall, with a somewhat round figure.

“Hurry up,” the rotund wizard urged on.

Morin nodded, gesturing for Margaret to follow.

“This is Ginsley, a friend I met earlier on Gubier Island. He’s a member of the largest School on Gubier Island, the Tuhn School,” Morin introduced the newly arrived Male Wizard.

“Margaret,” Margaret said indifferently.

Ginsley didn’t seem to mind her attitude and just whispered to Morin, “I thought you weren’t coming. You have no idea how many suitable targets there are in Gubier City—those are mobile points!”

“The Divine Believers in Gubier City are the most numerous and a priority for High Rank Wizards. Those with above First Rank strength among the Divine Believers are targeted and can’t fend for themselves, and the remaining First Rank Priests are mostly scattered… Many of them are of high status.”

“If you ask me, where to kill the enemy isn’t as good as killing them right here in Gubier City, and earning more Supreme Council contribution points!”

Ginsley patted Morin’s shoulder, saying with a smile:

“Lucky you came, our cooperation will benefit us both…”

“Wait,” Morin raised his hand to stop Ginsley and cast a Silence Magic with a wave of his hand before gesturing to Ginsley to continue.

“Those Wizards are…?” Ginsley was taken aback and asked.

“Our subordinates,” Margaret interjected.

“A few assistants; they’re Wizards affiliated with our School’s subsidiary Schools,” Morin explained calmly.

Ginsley understood what was going on after a thought and smiled.

Those few Wizards behind them, to put it nicely, were assistants, but bluntly speaking, they were just labor brought in to help for free.

But he didn’t say anything more and continued smiling at Morin and Margaret:

“Anyway, when we kill the Believers, I don’t want any Divine Emblems on them; they are all yours…”

He raised his left hand indicating to Morin and his companion, “The Supreme Council of the Sea Domain doesn’t recognize these items; we have special recording bracelets. All you need to do is to assist me in landing the final, fatal blow!”

“Understood,” Margaret nodded, evidently having no objection as Morin had already discussed these matters with her on their way there.

“Of course,” Morin responded with a nod, then discreetly cancelled the Silence Magic and deliberately raised his voice to ask:

“So, Lord Ginsley, where is that prestigious Priest you mentioned before?”

Ginsley fell silent for a moment, then smilingly spoke:

“He is hiding not far ahead in Grey Castle. He’s used some method to greatly reduce the glow of the Deep Red Marking Technique… I only saw it by chance.”

Then Ginsley paused and stopped walking, looking around at Morin and the others, and added in a more serious tone:

“But it’s not a Priest.

It is a… Bishop!”