Chapter 83

Return of The 8th Class Mage Chapter 83

class mage, it wasn’t just a saying, but its was the definite thing.

(Seems like there is something about this thing that you wish to know……. What is it? That you want to know, the quality work. There is no need to hide, it’ll be nice if you just say it.)

The Dragonian was speaking from earlier. Speaking with a profound voice, and his eyes were scanning Ian. Like the way one looks at their prey.

(I would have noticed if you were a mage like me. You should’ve already run. Even being alive would’ve been tough. That’s how it would’ve been. In another case you could make it alive. It would be a shame to die. Many possible ways.)

The words of Dragonian weren’t wrong. All three of them were similar to that of Ian, he wasn’t the mage to look at these thing? No matter how, Ian didn’t find a way. Blowing them out with Hematocrit, was a way to escape from their pursuit.

“Yeah, won’t do.”

But Ian wasn’t flustered.

Rather he had a relaxed face.

Yes, there wasn’t for now.

That method means.

But, how far.

‘Hematocrit.’

Something was coming out from Ian’s hands.

A small pocket, ‘a space bag’.

“So, three came to catch me?”

(You human, are you the mage who can go beyond his limit? I’m also burdened with it, but being thorough isn’t a bad thing. If you want to blame, blame it on yourself for coming out here alone.)

“I came alone. No way.”

(……… what?)

At Ian’s words, one of the dragonians did an extensive detection. It was to make sure that no one was hiding. There wasn’t a single one around. He knew.

(Are you bluffing about it?)

Said the dragonian with a ridiculing voice.

“It isn’t a bluff.”

A word from Ian spit out.

That one word came out along with the cord to tie the bag.

A cord to close the snout of the space bag.

“Even you guys.”

That wasn’t the end.

Ian’s right hand went into the bag.

Soon, he pulled out a white piece.

“The tide.”

It was the fragmented sculpture from the ‘Dragon’s bone’.

All those fragments of bone were everywhere.

One handful, one handful, one more handful.

The mana was being taken into the ground.

From then, how many seconds have passed?

Gkukukukuku…..!

There came a strong vibration.

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Much stronger than what was anticipated.

It could be believed as an earthquake.

“Friends, face it.”

The result of the vibration was even more shocking. The dirt from the floor where the bones were planted, from all those places gear started to come out. Along with the huge and large ‘Spartoi’, the ’empty shells’ of the dragon were equal to the number of the bones.

“See it.”