Who Says I'm Not a Proper Adventurer?

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: High-Dimensional Historical Imprint

The moment the red phenomenon appeared, Sylvester, who was at the camp on the outskirts of the forest, was already on the move.

The Level 11 Defense Mage unleashed astonishing speed, darting through the dense woods.

But when he arrived at the nearest point of Magic Power radiation, the scene before him made his heart sink.

He arrived just in time to see the students from Violet Academy and the members of the Adventurer team emitting a strange, faint glow.

Those living, breathing people were like colorful patterns painted on glass, being slowly wiped away by an invisible cloth.

With a slight spatial distortion, everyone vanished completely.

"Dammit!"

All traces of Sylvester’s usual elegance vanished as he cursed through gritted teeth.

Just then, the few Mages assigned to perimeter security also arrived at the scene.

The expression on each Mage’s face was grimmer than the last.

This was a mass disappearance involving dozens of students, and these young people all came from prominent families.

This method of instantly extracting a large group of Professionals was clearly something only a High Tier Professional could arrange.

It was just unclear what the perpetrator hoped to achieve by going to such lengths to lay this trap.

The Mages exchanged glances, cold sweat beading on their foreheads.

This situation had blown up completely.

Whether or not the students could be safely rescued, the internship would have to be terminated.

As the ones responsible, they would absolutely face severe punishment from the academy’s highest council, not to mention immense pressure from numerous families in White River Province.

"This Technique seems to be inducing a historical projection. Everyone, split up and move out now."

"Analyze the nodes of this vast Technique!"

Sylvester forced himself to calm down and quickly issued commands.

"Every second counts. As long as it’s safe, do whatever you can to rescue the students as quickly as possible. We need to dismantle this Technique from the outside!"

"Understood."

After shouting their reply, the security officers turned and vanished into the woods, splitting up.

「Meanwhile, on the top floor of the Adventurer’s Guild in Gray Rock Town.」

Necros was standing on the wide balcony, gazing from afar at the faint, flickering red Technique Array above Copper Creek Forest.

The old Guild President’s brow was furrowed, his expression grave.

He and his old comrade, Gideon, had personally experienced the brutal Underground City riot that had erupted in the East Coast Province years ago.

The two of them had speculated in private that the disaster might have been the handiwork of some madman trying to achieve a goal.

And now, as he looked at the incident in Copper Creek Forest.

He began to connect the dots between all the recent events.

First, the previously stable Underground City had suddenly erupted into a riot, leading to the appearance of numerous points of Magic Power radiation in the outlying areas.

And now, someone was using the resulting points of Magic Power radiation as focal points for a vast Technique covering the outskirts of the forest.

This modus operandi strongly resembled the handiwork of the mastermind he and Gideon had speculated about.

But as far as Necros knew, in the entire history of the Material Realm, no Profession possessed Skills that could directly influence and control the will of an Underground City.

If such a mastermind truly existed, how on earth had they managed to use the Underground City in their scheme?

Necros’s brow furrowed even deeper, his mind shrouded in a fog of uncertainty.

These were clearly the methods of a Caster, far beyond the comprehension of an old bruiser like him.

The old Guild President took a deep breath and reached into an inner pocket, pulling out a special silver coin.

This silver coin wasn’t any kind of official currency.

Its surface bore the relief of a head wearing a tall Magic Hat. However, the head was bowed, making the face impossible to discern.

This was a genuine Fire-Stealing Marvel.

Necros closed his eyes and silently posed the question that weighed most heavily on his mind.

’Will this Technique Array above Copper Creek Forest cause mass casualties?’

He knew, of course, that the side effects of using this Marvel were immense.

But Necros still couldn’t stop worrying about all the Adventurers and innocent students trapped inside.

He had to find out what was happening, if only for his own peace of mind.

He flicked the coin high into the air with his thumb.

After tumbling in the air, the silver coin landed soundly in his palm. The image it showed was still the face of the Magician.

The image represented a negative answer—in other words, there would be no casualties.

The instant the Magic Coin landed, Necros’s aura visibly plummeted, and he seemed to age several years in a flash.

A trickle of bright red blood ran from his nose.

Necros casually wiped the blood away with the back of his hand, letting out a long sigh of relief.

’As long as everyone’s okay.’

He turned his head toward White River City, a flicker of exhaustion in his eyes.

’Now that something has happened here, my old comrade will surely be on his way with the academy’s top Mages.’

’Better to let the professionals worry about these complicated Technique problems.’

...

As for Lance and Cecilia, who were at the very center of the incident...

The instant the red Technique Array took form, they felt as if the space around them had been completely frozen.

They couldn’t move a muscle.

Then, it felt as if an immense force was pulling them away, taking the frozen pocket of space along with them.

Lance’s vision suddenly went black, and all his senses were stripped away in an instant.

In this void, system prompts began to flash frantically.

[Detecting Relic "Ilyssia’s Ring" in an activated state...]

[Current area is being forcibly pulled into a high-dimensional historical imprint frequency...]

[Instance Name: Elisya’s Little Whim]

[Time of Occurrence: Divine Calendar, Year 1244, the night of the midsummer full moon.]

[Location of Occurrence: Jade Star Lake]

[Retrieving historical background...]

Fragments of long-sealed memories began to flash across the screen of light.

[It was the third year that the Ordinary Adventurer, Karen, had been traveling with the Star Night Witch, Elisya.]

[Karen’s birthday was right after midsummer, and Elisya wanted to personally gift him a High Tier Enchanted Longsword. However, the Enchantment required unique Enchantment Materials.]

[The Witch wanted to give her beloved the best thing in the world, so she audaciously infiltrated Jade Star Lake to steal the Marvel "Silver Moon’s Tear," an item guarded by a Sub-dragon Overlord.]

[Her reckless act directly provoked the Overlord’s violent rage.]

[Elisya used all her strength to temporarily banish her foe to a special subspace, but in doing so, she suffered a severe Magic Power backlash. She was left in a dangerous state—her Magic Power depleted and her entire body paralyzed.]

[Sensing something was wrong, Karen had anxiously followed her and arrived just in time to save her.]

[This ordinary man chose to face the onrushing tide of High Tier Demons alone, shielding the paralyzed Witch with his own flesh and blood.]

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