Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

The very instant this red phenomenon appeared—

Sylvester, who was stationed at the forest perimeter camp, had already begun moving.

This Level 11 Defensive Mage erupted with astonishing speed as he rapidly traversed through the dense woodland.

But when he arrived at the nearest mana radiation point, the scene before him instantly caused his heart to sink to rock bottom.

He only managed to witness the students of Violet Academy and the members of the Adventurer Party emitting strange faint glows.

Those living people resembled colorful patterns painted on glass, slowly being erased away by an invisible cloth.

Accompanied by slight spatial distortion, everyone’s figures ultimately vanished completely from where they stood.

“Damn it!”

Sylvester’s usual elegant demeanor completely disappeared as he could not help grinding his teeth while cursing furiously.

At this moment, several mages responsible for perimeter security who had been acting as safety officers also arrived at the scene.

Each mage looked worse than the last.

This was a large-scale accidental disappearance involving dozens of students, and the family backgrounds of these young people were anything but ordinary.

A method capable of instantly extracting such a large number of Professionals was obviously something only High-Level Professionals could arrange.

The only unknown was exactly what the other party intended to achieve by painstakingly setting up this trap.

The mages exchanged glances, cold sweat appearing on every forehead.

Things had now completely spiraled out of control.

Regardless of whether these trainees could ultimately be rescued safely or not, this internship would inevitably be forcibly terminated.

And as the people in charge, they would absolutely face severe punishment from the academy’s Supreme Council, while also suffering insane pressure from the various families of White River Province.

“This spell formation’s effect should be invoking historical projections. Everyone split up immediately.”

“We need to find a way to analyze each node of this massive spell formation!”

Sylvester forcibly calmed himself and rapidly issued orders.

“Every second counts. Once safety is confirmed, rescue the students as quickly as possible. We’ll dismantle this spell formation from the outside!”

“Understood!”

After loudly responding, the several safety officers immediately turned and scattered into the forest.

Meanwhile, at the top floor of the Adventurers’ Guild in Graystone Town—

Necros stood upon the spacious balcony, gazing from afar at the faintly visible red spell formation floating above Copper Creek Forest.

The old Guild Master frowned deeply, his expression extremely solemn.

Back during the catastrophic Underground Dungeon riot that erupted in the Eastern Coast Province years ago, he and his old companion Gideon had personally experienced it.

The two of them had once privately speculated that the disaster might have been orchestrated by some madman behind the scenes in order to achieve a certain goal.

And now, while looking at the current accident unfolding in Copper Creek Forest—

He began mentally connecting together every event that had happened recently.

From the previously stable Underground Dungeon suddenly erupting into chaos some time ago, which then led to the appearance of large numbers of mana radiation points in the outer regions—

To someone now utilizing the overflowing mana radiation points from the Underground Dungeon as spell formation cores to construct this enormous spell formation covering the forest outskirts—

This style of operation looked exactly like the work of the mastermind he and Gideon had theorized about.

But as far as Necros knew—

Since the development of the entire Material Realm until now, there should not exist any class skill capable of directly influencing and controlling the will of the Underground Dungeon.

If such a hidden mastermind truly existed behind the scenes, then exactly how had they managed to use the Underground Dungeon itself as part of the setup?

Necros frowned more and more deeply, his mind filled with unknown fog.

This obviously mage-related method was simply not something a rough old man like him could understand.

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

This silver coin was completely unlike any officially circulated currency of the current era.

Its surface bore a relief engraving of a person wearing a tall magician’s hat, but the figure’s head was lowered, making the face impossible to see clearly.

This was a genuine Curious Object of Fire Theft.

Necros closed his eyes and silently asked the question he cared about most in his heart.

Would the spell formation above Copper Creek Forest cause large-scale casualties?

Of course he knew the side effects of using this Curious Object were extremely severe.

But Necros still could not stop worrying about all the Adventurers and innocent students trapped inside.

He had to confirm the situation in advance, if only to ease his own mind.

Curling his thumb, he forcefully flicked the coin into the air.

After the silver coin spun several times in midair before steadily falling back into his palm, the symbol displayed upon it was still the magician’s face.

This symbol represented a negative answer, meaning there would be no casualties.

And the instant the magic coin landed—

The aura surrounding Necros visibly plummeted by a significant degree, and his entire body instantly appeared much older.

A streak of bright red blood flowed from his nose.

Necros casually wiped away the nosebleed with the back of his hand before finally letting out a long sigh of relief.

As long as nobody died, that was enough.

He turned his head toward the direction of White River City, exhaustion flashing through his eyes.

Since an incident had occurred here, his old companion would probably arrive very soon with the academy’s top mages.

These complicated spell formation issues could be left to those professionals to worry about instead.

……

Meanwhile, Lance and Cecilia, who had been at the center of the incident—

The instant the red spell formation took shape, they felt as though the surrounding space had completely frozen.

Their bodies could not move even the slightest bit.

Immediately afterward, it felt as though some immense force had extracted them together with the frozen section of space itself.

Lance only felt his vision suddenly go black as all his senses were instantly stripped away.

Within this void, system notifications began frantically flashing.

【Detected relic “Ring of Ilysia” currently in activated state…】

【Current region is being forcibly pulled into a High-Dimensional Historical Imprint frequency band…】

【Sub-instance Name: Ilysia’s Little Willfulness】

【Historical Time of Occurrence: Divine Calendar Year 1244, Midsummer Full Moon Night】

【Historical Location of Occurrence: Emerald Star Lake】

【Reading Historical Background Origins…】

Segments of dust-covered memories from past ages rapidly flashed across the light screen.

【This was the third year of the ordinary Adventurer Karen traveling together with the Starry Night Witch Ilysia.】

【After midsummer would come Karen’s birthday. Ilysia wanted to personally gift Karen a High-Level enchanted Longsword, but enchanting required unique enchanting materials.】

【The Witch wanted to give the best thing in the world to the one she loved, so she boldly infiltrated Emerald Star Lake and stole the Curious Object “Silver Moon Tear” guarded by a certain sub-dragon overlord.】

【And this reckless act of hers directly provoked the furious wrath of that overlord.】

【Ilysia exhausted all her strength to temporarily banish the opponent into a special subspace, but she herself also suffered severe Mana Backlash, falling into the dangerous state of mana exhaustion and total body paralysis.】

【Meanwhile, Karen, who had anxiously followed all the way after realizing something was wrong, happened to save Ilysia at this very moment.】

【This ordinary man chose to face the overwhelming tide of High-Level monster hordes alone, using his flesh and blood body to protect the immobile Witch.】