Chapter 7 Spell Shows Power

Time rewound to moments before the cap was smashed.

Richard stepped out of the observation cabin and immediately spotted the leader of the Black Bear Gang who was pounding at the door.

This leader, named Riley, had been a ganglord's son in Zijing Territory of the Golden Bird Flower Kingdom before he was selected as a prospective Apprentice.

From a young age, Riley possessed a strong physique, which gave him a natural advantage, allowing him to become a knight attendant at just twelve and graze the edge of knighthood by fifteen.

Had he continued training, in less than five years, Riley would have become a Knight. And with another decade or so of rigorous discipline, it was very likely that he would rise to the rank of a senior Knight in his thirties.

A senior Knight of such a young age would certainly be a prodigy even in the Golden Bird Flower Kingdom.

By then, the King would bestow a title upon him, and Nobles would wear out the carpets in Riley's home seeking alliances through marriage.

However, Riley was chosen.

A Wizard's will could not be denied. It mattered not whether Riley was a ganglord's son, or even a Crown Prince—he would dutifully become a Wizard Apprentice.

Riley's father lamented this fate, but Riley himself felt differently.

When he witnessed the King and the assembly of Nobles bowing their heads to Wizards during the testing ceremony, a flame was lit within him.

A flame named ambition.

He aspired to become a Wizard, to wield that transcendent power.

Once aboard the airship, Riley quickly realized that as the son of a ganglord, the Wizards did not care what he did, as long as the Apprentice survived until the examination.

Having realized this, he quickly subdued a gang of followers and began his ruthless rule.

Anything he eyed would end up in his hands; anyone he desired would end up in his bed.

Many Nobles detested his actions, yet none stepped forward to stop him.

Besides the fact that Riley didn't provoke the Nobles, the most significant reason was that he was a knight attendant.

No Noble would cause a conflict with a knight attendant over common folk.

...

Bang!

Bang!

Riley was sneering as he slammed against the door, inside was a woman he had not yet seen, who he presumed to be a virgin.

The thought of breaking down the door and indulging in such a delectable treat made his blood boil with excitement.

But as he continued his assault, a shadow flickered at the corner of his vision.

The person looked somewhat frail and wasn't tall, beneath black hair was a face handsome yet with a tinge of weakness.

Gurgle.

Ridley suddenly stopped banging.

"You lot, take over," he ordered, turning to some of his lackeys.

Richard watched as Riley abruptly stopped, feeling an inexplicable chill in his heart.

It seemed as though something vile was about to happen.

"Little beauty, were you in the last group to board?"

Riley's eyes lecherously scrutinized Richard, his blood-red tongue subconsciously licking his lips.

He was not only lecherous but also indiscriminate in his sexual desires.

And Richard was just to his taste.

Richard looked back, seeing no one else.

It seemed the comment was indeed about him.

There was nothing more to say.

Richard turned around woodenly, his expression dark and dismal.

A surge of rage mixed with disgust rose in his heart.

"Die!"

Richard lifted his hand indifferently as Magic Power gathered at his fingertips, turning into a pale blue light that shot out like a meteor, striking Riley in the chest.

Zero Ring Spell: Magic Missile

In an instant, Riley felt as if he had been smacked in the chest by a Knight wielding a Warhammer, his body flying backward in an agonizing and fierce expression.

"Wizard! Wizard!"

The lackeys, terrified by this spectacle, hastily retreated, but Richard was not about to let them off.

"You're no different!"

Richard's face was cold as streaks of pale blue light flew from his fingertips, precisely hitting the lackeys.

These lackeys, being weaker than Riley, naturally couldn't dodge the missiles; they dropped to the ground, wailing in pain.

Fortunately, Richard wasn't blinded by rage—the missiles aimed at the lackeys' legs.

As long as there were no deaths, all could be made right.

Richard advanced slowly, the blue glow at his fingertips flickering in and out.

In that moment, Richard seemed like a Hell Judge walking among mortals, about to use those pale blue missiles to judge the sins of the world.

One step, two steps, three steps.

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Finally, Ridley, who had been flung backwards, stopped pretending to be dead and started crawling and rolling toward the other end of the airship.

"Wizard! Lord Wizard! Someone is trying to..."

His words were cut short as a Magic Missile landed between his legs.

In that moment, it was as if the sound of an egg cracking echoed in the air.

Under such intense pain, Ridley's eyes rolled back, and he instantly passed out.

But Richard was still not satisfied; the disgusting feeling, as if he had swallowed a fly, persisted in his mind.

So, he quickly walked over and stomped viciously on Ridley's feet with his shoe.

"Damn faggot, damn faggot, crashing into my door, bullying my roommate, and even daring to come after me..."

"Richard!"

Richard turned around, only to see Ali staring at him blankly.

"Oh, Ali, are you okay?"

Richard greeted her casually, then rubbed the blood off the bottom of his shoe on Ridley's body.

"Did you do all of this?"

Ali looked at everything in front of her; the devilish Ridley had actually been defeated.

And it was all done by the Richard who had been with her these past few days.

A sense of absurdity overwhelmed Ali, making her feel like she was in a dream.

When had he set up the Magic Rebound?

The wizard who was supposed to be inspecting the airship arrived late, and at the same time, the nobles in the viewing cabin, attracted by the screams of the Black Bear gangsters, came out to watch the commotion.

"My God, that commoner actually defeated Ridley."

"Ridley is a knight attendant; even among us, he's considered a formidable figure!"

"Does that commoner have Magic Tools? But without a Magic Stone, Magic Tools can't be used, right?"

"Could it be that he has established Magic Rebound, becoming an official Wizard Apprentice?"

"How is that possible! How could a commoner do it so quickly!"

The nobles' private whispers reached Richard's ears. Apart from the demeaning and shock, the use of Magic Stones to activate Magic Tools instantly caught Richard's attention.

Magic Tools? Richard made a mental note of this key piece of information which could be crucial for his entrance exam; he had to handle it carefully.

Before long, a wizard appeared from the other end of the airship and arrived late at the scene.

She was a witch, who looked to be about thirty years old, with quite ordinary looks and no apparent mutations... except that the palms of both her hands grew a mouth full of sharp teeth.

After a brief inspection, the witch threw a few people onto the spot and walked straight up to Richard.

"I am Billiana; who did this?"

Ali, standing beside, immediately wanted to speak up for Richard:

"Lord Wizard, it was these people who tried to break into the room, so..."

But her words were cut off by Richard.

"Lord Wizard, I don't know who did this. When I got here, they were already lying here."

Richard spoke to Billiana with a calm composure, as if these injured people had nothing to do with him.

Billiana gave him a deep look, a slight smile forming at the corner of her mouth.

"Very well, it seems a kind ghost has taken the liberty to tidy up these little brats for me. Though it was a bit heavy-handed; if caught, I guess there will be a penalty."

With that, Billiana patted Richard and used the Levitation Skill to move the bodies off the ground and away from the scene.

Ali stood by, shocked at everything she witnessed,

"Richard, how could you dare..."

Ali clutched at her chest; she could feel her heart pounding.

Deceiving a wizard was such a brazen act—and Richard had not only done it but done it so clumsily.

But why did the wizard believe him?

Ali's mind was in turmoil until Richard pulled her back into the room, bringing her back to her senses.

"Richard, what was that all about just now?"

Richard sat on the stool, a glint of wisdom flashing in his eyes.

"Ali, these are the rules of the game for wizards. On this airship, the rules of the wizards represent an insurmountable red line for us but for the wizards, those might just be rules set on a whim during a meal.

Although I breached the rules, the inspecting wizard, Billiana, thought I did well.

She didn't want to punish me.

That's why she asked that question."

Ali muttered in disbelief, "Who did all this? She could hardly fail to see who did it, yet if the rules are mere scraps of paper to her, why would she even ask?"

Richard smiled, a flash of self-mockery passing over his face.

"Because there isn't just one wizard on the airship; she needed an excuse for the other wizards.

Even if that excuse is ridiculous."

To the wizards, an injured apprentice only deserves a ridiculous excuse."

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