Sixth Ring Wizard

Parker moved his hand slightly, and the heart in his hand disappeared.

"Phew..."

The red-haired Witch took a deep breath, clutching her heart as she crouched on the ground, not daring to lift her head, her chest heaving violently.

After a slight chastisement from Parker, none of the surrounding wizards dared to speak again.

Parker smiled and said, "Everyone need not be nervous, you can still voice your opinions in the future. I just dislike her questioning tone. This is Base 27, and we are engaged in groundbreaking warfare. I am a person who rewards and punishes clearly, dealing with matters and not people."

"Herag and his group indeed come from the Barren Land, but here, there is no distinction between the Barren Land and the Land of Dawn. When I assign a task, I make sure to assign the most suitable person for the job."

Parker had his reasons for sending Herag on this mission.

He had actually been observing Herag all this time.

Parker discovered that in his daily interactions with David, Reese, and Asuna, Herag was more like an ordinary person.

Unlike the wizards from the Land of Dawn, each with their eyes pointed sky-high.

Herag and Asuna were sufficiently "familiar" and had a deep understanding of Oberstein.

Moreover, being a Gaseous Wizard, his magic power aura was not very strong, making it relatively easy to hide.

Looking across the entire Base 27, Herag seemed the most suitable.

After the crowd dispersed.

Herag came to Parker's office, which was just a larger wooden cabin.

Parker took out a gray-white ring: "This is a Concealer's Aura. Once you wear it, it can hide all the magical aura you have. Unless someone uses special means to check you closely, they won't discover any magical aura on you."

"I've observed you, and your close combat capabilities are quite strong—very suitable for pretending to be a knight. Through your interactions with that Caster, you should already have some understanding of Oberstein, right?"

Herag nodded and said, "That's right, I basically understand the situation over there."

Parker said, "Alright, later tonight you can sneak out. At dawn, you enter the city, posing as an adventurer from another place. Your language is also very natural and not easy to expose. Once you are in Oberstein, walk around every place in the city and see if there are any other Casters."

"After getting the lay of the land, you can come back, and you don't have to be so careful on the return trip. It doesn't matter if you're exposed."

...

Late at night.

Herag was lurking near the entrance of the Lime Mountain Range, rubbing the Concealer's Aura on his hand.

He now had no magical aura at all on his body, appearing just like a strong young man.

In Herag's mind, there was a real-time map.

The map showed that every few dozen meters ahead of the entrance, there were several soldiers patrolling.

"Shadowy Corner."

Herag's whole body seemed to melt like water into the ground.

Even after slipping into the shadows, he continued to avoid the soldiers on the ground.

About half an hour later, Herag had bypassed the patrol line formed by these border soldiers and reached near the Obeistan City Gate.

Herag glanced at the position of the city gate, the gate tightly shut, with soldiers on the city walls on guard 24/7.

He turned around and walked out, where a main road had a junction leading to Oberstein.

Herag followed the main road out, slipped into the nearby woods, found a big tree, and climbed up to rest, looking just like any other adventurer.

It's common for adventurers to find a place around the city gate to spend the night before it opens.

The spot Herag chose was quite good, sheltered from the wind and quiet enough.

He sat on the tree, closed his eyes, and meditated, seizing every moment to start his practice.

The Gaseous Spiritual Power in his mind had already been compressed into a sphere, not far from liquefaction.

As Herag was quietly meditating and practicing, there was some commotion from the woods not far away.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy came running frantically, followed by seven or eight people chasing him.

The leader among the seven or eight people was a Knight Level strongman, and they all seemed to be dressed as adventurers.

The boy seemed to be just an ordinary person, not yet a knight.

Though young, his physical fitness was too lacking, and he was soon caught, his head pressed to the ground by the foot of that knight, unable to move.

The Knight Level strongman was a bald man, looking about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, glaring fiercely at the boy on the ground: "Run! Why aren't you running? Don't you want to become a knight? Follow us, and sooner or later you can become a knight, so why did you let go of the people?"

Lins lay on the ground, his head stomped into the mud.

He shouted, "Robbers! You're not knights at all, just bullies riding on strength!"

The bald man sneered slightly, "Bully the weak? Kid, did a donkey kick your head? This is the nature of this world. You're weak, so you get bullied. I thought you had some potential and was planning to train you. Didn't expect you to be so clueless; I went through all that trouble to snatch someone, and you let them go."

"Tell me, how are you going to settle this debt?"

Lins struggled to get up, but the knight's power was too great—he couldn't move at all.

Some time ago, Lins had met this knight at Oberstein, impressed by the knight's swordsmanship, and wanted to learn from him.

Because he paid a tuition fee of ten Gold Coins, the knight reluctantly took him into the team.

On the surface, he said he'd train him to become a knight, but the knight never really intended to, just wanting an extra labor hand.

This group didn't do anything good either; they liked to rob weaker merchant teams.

They snatched both goods and people.

They had robbed a merchant caravan today, with two decent women among them.

After venting, the bald man fell asleep, leaving the two women locked in a cage.

Lins secretly let the two women go at midnight, and the bald man found out when he got up to urinate, noticing the women were gone.

He immediately suspected it was Lins.'

Because the others had been with him for a long time and wouldn't do such a thing as letting people go.

Only Lins, the newbie, would possibly do that.

When he came to settle accounts with Lins, Lins stupidly pretended to be asleep.

But when he realized the bald man's aggressive intentions, he bolted, running until he was caught here.

The bald man, seeing Lins pinned to the ground, was just about to rough him up.

A sidekick patted his shoulder: "Boss, there's someone on the tree over there."

"Someone?" The bald man immediately became vigilant.

He was also an experienced adventurer, very cautious about these potential threats.

The bald man glanced in the direction his sidekick was pointing and indeed saw someone sitting in the tree.