I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 258 The Witch's Temptation (Part 2)

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A muffled whistle sounded, and the giant structure beneath his feet slowly moved forward. Through the glass, Ron could clearly see the coastline receding further and further away, until it was finally completely submerged by the churning seawater.

Only when all that remained in his blue eyes was the sight of the ocean waves did the blond boy jump off the ship's railing to explore his lounge.

"It will take a full month to sail, and that's at the fastest speed."

Ron muttered to himself as he prepared to check out his private cabin on the boat.

But just as he stepped onto the deck, he suddenly heard Grandma Fiona's voice.

"Junior, there's danger!"

Danger?

Ron's heart tightened, and he quickly released his mental energy to observe his surroundings, only to find that there were only waves surging on the boundless sea.

"Ms. Fiona, where is the danger coming from?"

"I mean, your situation will become very dangerous once you go to the New World."

A clear, melodious female voice, tinged with a hint of arrogance, rang in Ron's ears.

It was as if someone was breathing in his ear, causing the blond boy to unconsciously shrink back.

"so?"

"So, hmph, junior, I admit that you can indeed go toe-to-toe with legendary powerhouses now, but that's all you can do."

"Based on my recent observations of your fighting style, you are lacking in speed and the ability to escape."

The senior with long, light pink hair suddenly floated in mid-air, pressing her right elbow on Ron's shoulder, just like a human-shaped balloon.

Ron deeply agreed with these words.

However, in order to address this shortcoming, he has found a rather useful fourth-tier holy light magic scroll in the Vatican these past few days – Holy Light Pegasus Descent.

Commonly known as the Holy Light Transformation Horse.

Aside from its speed, this magic spell is also incredibly visually appealing.

Ron had fantasized countless times about himself raising his longsword, riding a celestial horse, and charging into battle with great courage.

How incredibly handsome he was!
Thinking of this, the blond boy quickened his pace toward the bedroom, while asking rather perfunctorily:

"Ms. Fiona, what exactly are you trying to say?"

You, as a junior, are becoming increasingly disrespectful to your seniors!

Grandma Fiona gritted her teeth, then raised her snow-white chin and grumbled:
"Hmph~ Junior, listen to me carefully. Grandma wants to know about Chrisel's situation. Also, since the sea isn't that dangerous, junior, you have to help me find her remains."

"When we were fighting the White-Robed Bishop, someone said that I went out to sea to find a way to the headquarters of the Mage Association on the Endless Continent, but I was killed by a giant dragon."

At this point, Fiona immediately coughed:
"Of course, these are just questions. How could a mere dragon possibly defeat me!"

"Besides, dragons are creatures that everyone knows, how could they possibly tear me to pieces?"

"By the way, Grandma, I won't mistreat the younger generation. I'll give you this Fiona Teleportation Technique for free!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a flash of light appeared on the cat paw bracelet, and a brand new magic scroll materialized.

Without waiting for Ron's reply, the arrogant senior slipped into the bracelet and disappeared without a sound.

Hey, is this how you beg for help?
"Can't you just say what you mean?"

Ron grabbed the scroll that almost fell to the ground with one hand and muttered to himself helplessly.

Ron had nothing but righteousness.

Even without any reward, considering how much Fiona has helped him, he should still help her find her ashes.

And Chrissy's information was already within the scope of the investigation.

After walking through the monotonous corridor, Ron returned to his room.

He looked around, found the bed, sat down cross-legged, and then took out another ancient scroll from his sapphire ring and placed it side by side with the teleportation spell.

[Remaining Proficiency: 1946]

Ron glanced at his meager "savings" and, unusually, seemed somewhat conflicted.

"I initially thought this level of proficiency was a lot, but now it seems it's far from enough."

When asked which is more important, looking cool or escaping, Ron believes both are equally important.

After all, teleportation allows you to leave the battlefield instantly, but in special circumstances where space is blocked, you can only rely on speed to escape.

Therefore, he chose to have both.

Not being proficient enough is another matter; you can always practice more later.
[You are currently practicing Holy Radiance Pegasus Descent. Your Holy Radiance Pegasus Descent proficiency +1]

[Sacred Pegasus Descends (Beginner 1/100) Note: Talk to my insurance agent!]

The moment the panel indicated that his training was successful, Ron immediately glanced at the notes.

The spells he learned would undergo various mutations under the influence of the panel, making it impossible for Ron to become a normal mage.

But as a master once said, there are no useless spells, only useless mages.

It is this belief that has enabled Ron to reach this point on the arduous path of becoming a mage.

Now, after carefully considering the notes, he couldn't help but freeze in place.

Ron had a bad feeling about this.

Because the Kingdom of Oran does not offer insurance for accidents involving carriages.

So, what kind of insurance is this?

It’s so hard to guess.

Taking a deep breath, the blond boy suppressed his restless thoughts and carefully sensed the magic power within his body.

The next instant, he suddenly opened his eyes, his azure eyes like two bolts of lightning, and he stared ahead with a serious expression.

"The Pegasus has descended!"

A huge, radiant crack suddenly opened up in the wall of the room, and something seemed to be rushing rapidly inside.

drop--

A long, piercing whistle sounded from afar, and just as he had guessed, a 102-116 horsepower, heavily overloaded Dayun mini-truck was charging toward him!

Upon seeing this, Ron grimaced.

Good news: a truck is far superior to a horse in terms of both carrying capacity and speed.

Bad news, his horse is gone.

"Damn it, give me back my Malaysia!"

Ron couldn't stand the broken panel changing his spell effects without his permission. He ended the spell effects first, then jumped up and pounced on the transparent attribute panel in mid-air, determined to fight this scoundrel to the death.

However, as soon as the blond boy made a move, the panel that was invisible to others began to move as well.
It was as if it were branded into Ron's vision, and it did not exist in the material world at all.

Indifference, isolation, bullying!

At this moment, Ron felt an unprecedented malice and mockery from the panel.

This behavior of deliberately keeping his distance from him undoubtedly broke the boy's heart.

We're already so close.
With a sigh, Ron quickly composed himself and opened the scroll given to him by Lady Fiona.

[You are currently practicing teleportation. Your teleportation proficiency has increased by 1.]

[Teleportation Spell (Beginner 1/100) Note: Teleports the user to an absolutely safe environment, regardless of distance.]

Compared to the notes of other spells, the teleportation spell seems rather ordinary and unremarkable.

However, it was this ordinariness that brought tears to Ron's eyes.

"Transferring the user to an absolutely safe environment—that's exactly what I meant, right!?"

Ron was delighted and wanted to test his new magic.

However, after reading the notes again, he suddenly realized that he was very safe now. Even if he were to be teleported, where could he be teleported to?
If absolute safety is defined as his rented room in the capital, then he may never be able to return.

Although the magic I've just learned can't be used for free teleportation yet, it's likely that I'll be able to acquire similar spell effects if I continue to grow.

Thinking of this, Ron immediately spent 1000 proficiency points on teleportation.

[Remaining Proficiency: 946]

[Teleportation (Master 1001/3000) Note: Teleports the user to an absolutely safe environment regardless of distance.] "Tsk, why hasn't the note changed?"

Ron closed his eyes and sensed the surroundings, trying to teleport himself into the president's room by following the coordinates in the darkness.

However, he suffered a shameful defeat.

The teleportation spell still does not unlock the ability to teleport at will.

?

Hey, hey, hey, this is a bit too much! Give me back my proficiency points!
Ron was furious, as he hadn't yet figured out more uses for the teleportation spell.

Is it easy for him to accumulate proficiency?
With no other option, the boy turned his attention to the remaining 946 points of proficiency.
Ron rubbed his palms together, suppressing his gambling urge, and poured all his remaining skill points into "Holy Radiance Pegasus Descent".

[Sacred Radiance Pegasus Descends (Master 947/3000) Notes: "I thought it was a speed bump," "Go tell your insurance company," "We're all living life to the fullest," "A great start to the year," "Sending you to heaven!"]

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Is this right?
Compared to the indifferent attitude of the teleportation spell, the Pegasus Summoning spell was extremely enthusiastic.

Ron's eyes sharpened again as he called upon his mount from another dimension.

woo-

A more muffled whistle pierced the sky, and through a crack no bigger than a wall, Ron spotted a strangely familiar yet menacing red vehicle.

That's the Dayun heavy truck with its classic color scheme!

Inside that cargo container, which was over ten meters long, was a full load of reinforced concrete.

Of course, magic that requires such a high level of proficiency is clearly not as simple as summoning an ordinary heavy truck.
Its horsepower is so strong that it is unbelievably powerful, and its body is so sturdy that it can easily crush rocks.

Ron's lips twitched, and he immediately stopped calling out.

Alright, forget about whether you can run when you encounter danger. Judging from this situation, it's highly likely that the danger itself will turn around and run away.

[Name: Ron Griffith]

【Age: 16/198】

[Realm Level: Fourth-Order Archmage]

[Notes on Holy Light Meditation Method (Master 1086/3000):]

[Skill: Holy Light Healing (Pinnacle) Note.]

[Note on Holy Sword Technique (Peak of Mastery)]

[Transformation (Mastery) Note]

[Holy Light - Heroic Spirit Summoning (Peak of Perfection) Notes.]

【Sacred Radiance Pegasus Descends (Master 947/3000) Notes.】

[Teleportation (Master 1001/3000) Note:]

[Advanced Magic Theory (Master 967/3000)]

[Advanced Runic Arts (Master 860/3000)]

【Cooking (Master 260/300)】

Remaining proficiency: 0
After glancing at his complex attribute panel, Ron nodded in satisfaction.

Three months ago he was just a little Karami, but three months later he was already a great mage.

Stay calm and composed, and avoid arrogance and impatience.
Ron muttered a couple of things to himself, glanced at the sky that had already fallen into darkness, and pushed open the cabin door.

It was late at night, and he was about to go to the chairman to report on his work.

All that could be seen was a cold-colored light, which made the monotonous cabin appear unusually indifferent.

Just then, Ron's ears twitched slightly as he heard the crisp sound of high heels clicking on the ground.

The voice was crisp and clear, yet it subtly concealed a hint of tenderness.

Just as the blond boy was about to look back, he suddenly saw that everything around him had lost its color, the tiny dust particles floating in mid-air had stopped moving, and even the air itself had stopped flowing.

Surprisingly, Ron did not feel suffocated at this moment, because his body had also stopped there, only his mind remained active.

Da da da.
The crisp footsteps drew near, and suddenly two soft, boneless, yet exceptionally white hands passed through Ron's arms, embraced him from behind, and moved him from his original position.

"Hmph~ Little guy, I've missed you so much!"

A gentle breath caressed his earlobe, and a subtle, intoxicating fragrance filled his nostrils.

At that moment, the black and white world before him suddenly regained its color. Without looking back, Ron already knew who the newcomer was.

It's that woman below!

But he clearly remembered that the other person had been forcibly brought over by Olivia to take her place, so how did she end up on the ship, and it seemed she even had her own room?
"Miss Elena, you, um..."

Ron was speaking when a finger suddenly pressed against his lips.

Feeling the gentle biting sensation on his ear, his struggles inevitably lessened.

The alluring, seductive witch, with her captivating face and bewitching eyes, smiled and said:
Shh, don't tell Olivia, I'm planning a surprise for her too~

surprise?

What surprise?
Ron was stunned for a moment, then felt Elena's icy hand slip inside his clothes, groping around.

He wanted to shout at her, but the witch stopped him with her hand.

"Shh~ This is Olivia's room. If we're caught having an affair here, we'll be in big trouble~"

As she spoke, Elena pointed to the door behind Ron.

!!!

This is the surprise you were talking about!?
You're trying to kill me!
At that moment, loyalty to the president instantly took over, and Ron was about to shout at the top of his lungs...

Elena's azure-purple eyes looked down at the small man, then suddenly pressed him against the wall, preparing to proceed to the next stage of her sexual activity.

But what she didn't expect was that Ron was no longer the same Ron.

A strange blue light flashed, and the blond boy immediately grabbed the witch's newly grown armpit hair with both hands and pulled hard.

"what--"

The witch below was about to cry out in pain, but remembering that this was Olivia's doorway, she immediately shut her mouth.

Exciting as it may be, and having an affair may be an affair, but she certainly doesn't want to get herself killed!

Thinking of this, Elena immediately conjured frost chains, intending to completely restrain Ron.

However, she greatly underestimated Ron Griffith's limits.

The next instant, the witch suddenly felt itchy. Looking down, she realized that the hair that had appeared out of nowhere was dragging on the ground.

She looked at Ron's sly smile and gasped in disbelief.

"do not want!"

Elena's face flushed instantly, tears welled up in her eyes, her toes gripped the soles of her shoes tightly, and she unconsciously squeezed her legs together.

good chance!
Ron was overjoyed at the sight, but to avoid being beaten up by the guild master again, he wisely chose to leave the battlefield.

But just as he was taking advantage of Elena's pain to slip away, he suddenly felt a dizzying sensation.

The blond boy felt extremely hot, his face flushed, as if he had taken a powerful tonic.

His azure eyes narrowed slightly.

Damn it, you actually drugged me there!
Ron's eyes were bloodshot, and he could only watch helplessly as the witch pounced on him.

"Little guy, you're still a bit short when it comes to outsmarting me."

Elena looked slightly pleased.

However, Ron's desperate struggles always resulted in the failure of her subordinates' actions.

For a short period of time, neither of them could gain the upper hand.

But just then, a creaking sound of a door turning suddenly rang out.

Olivia looked at the two men in front of her, crossed her arms, and remained silent.

"Yes, President, we're fighting! Look how intense the battle is!"

Ha, do you think I believe it or not?

(End of this chapter)