Cornflower Witch

Chapter 439 Enchantment Spell: Mercury Illusion Wings
——Morning · Tethys Academy Mission Hall——

Good morning, Mr. Westminster.

Not long after the store opened this morning, the receptionist saw a familiar face walk by. He was wearing a black overcoat, a wide-brimmed hat, and a longsword with a silver brand at his waist. However, judging from the wear and scratches on the blade, it must have been used for a long time.

"Good morning." He didn't look old, but his face was full of the marks of time, as if the wind and frost had left deep furrows and scratches on his face.

Upon arriving here, he glanced at the task announcement board above and then inquired.

"Is anyone currently working on forging the blade I ordered?"

"Please wait a moment, let me check for you." With that, the clerk flipped through the booklet in her hand.

[Quest: Forging the Exorcising Silver Blade]: Requires forging a mithril blade using a special secret method, and inscribing it with five enchantments during the forging process: 'Exorcising, Unhealing, Blood, Sharpness, and High Speed,' achieving an excellent quality.

"Sorry, no one has accepted this task yet."

The man remained expressionless, only his voice was slightly hoarse.

“In that case, I’ll add some more compensation.” With that, he took out a shiny silver metal piece from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"This is a piece of mithril, about 12 grams. If someone can help me finish it, I'll give it to them."

"This? Okay, I understand." The clerk immediately took out a new form to fill out, and then carefully placed the mithril into the box and sealed it.

After it was over, he turned and left, the air still carrying a faint scent of frost.

"So extravagant, using mithril as payment?" A staff member passing by whispered.

"Perhaps they were very eager to get it. Mr. Westminster set very high requirements, which most students simply couldn't meet," the counter lady shook her head.

"If it were the masters in the academy, they could definitely do it, but they have their own experiments and research to do, and they don't need that little bit of compensation, so it's hard to persuade them."

"Mithril is a fourth-tier material. Most third-tier mages have only recently started learning enchanting and crafting, so they can't really utilize this material well. Even fourth-tier mages need to specialize in enchanting. However, those people are usually treasures of their respective workshops, or they own their own workshops, so they generally don't have time to take on external tasks."

"Then why not find a suitable workshop to craft it?" someone nearby asked.

"I don't know. Maybe there aren't any suitable ones. Workshops usually specialize in making a certain series of products, which makes them more skilled and efficient. But for this order, he has to start from scratch to study the combination of runes and conceive the arrangement and cycle. He'll probably have to waste some materials to practice before he can finish it."

"With that kind of time and effort, you could easily complete four or five orders of the same level. Why go through all this trouble?"

"Although he offered three times the reward of other creations of the same level, very few people were still willing to try."

“I heard that Mr. Westminster has been stuck at the ‘fourth level’ for a long time, fighting against evil beings in the Shadow World all year round. His advancement trial has long been completed, and he only needs a suitable weapon to complete the advancement ceremony.”

"Let's wait and see. Perhaps some older students will try to take on this task."

In the afternoon, after finishing her class, Hilti was about to leave the classroom when Spencer and a group of people blocked her way outside.

Is something the matter?

Hilti stopped walking, and soon her group of students gathered behind her, confronting Spencer's group.

"Hedra, the Silver Bell Festival is almost here." Spencer was dressed in a black school uniform and trench coat, with a blue gentian flower tucked into his collar. He was quite handsome.

“Every year at the Silver Bell Festival, the top students from each grade attend together for an exhibition match. Have you thought about how you would fight in that exhibition match?” he said, lightly touching the blue gentian flower on his collar.

"It will probably be an enchantment." She's been quite interested in this lately and has done a lot of research on it.

“Since you’re prepared, that’s good. But even exhibition matches usually need to have a winner and a loser. To avoid any embarrassing surprises on important occasions, we should decide who wins and who loses first,” he said calmly.

"Oh, so you want to have a competition today and decide the winner, right?" Hiltia quickly guessed what the other person meant.

“That’s right, today is the day.” Since the final exams are just around the corner, and Spencer isn’t confident he can outperform the girl in the exams, he has to find an opportunity to make a decision now.

“I understand. Let’s go to the battlefield.” Hilti didn’t refuse and led the students beside her straight towards the battlefield.

Seeing her make this decision, a girl anxiously followed and whispered a reminder in her ear.

“Chief Hedra, something is very wrong. Spencer came to challenge you today, he must have made all sorts of preparations, and you are now hastily accepting the challenge, which is a huge disadvantage.”

"I know, thank you Perrin."

Hiltiya could guess that Spencer's sudden challenge to a duel today must have been well-prepared, but so what? She also had many trump cards and strengths that she had never shown.

Besides, even if she lost, it wouldn't be a big deal. She didn't care about the outcome of these exhibition matches at the Silver Bell Festival.

It's likely that those important figures viewed the freshmen's performance match as nothing more than children playing house, merely offering encouragement and praise to the young people.

She's currently busy with her advancement and doesn't want Spencer to bother her several times over such a trivial matter, so she plans to resolve this quickly.

Upon arriving at the battlefield, the two entered the arena under the watchful eyes of the freshmen and soon stood still.

The instructor who was stationed at the arena walked over, glanced at the two, and then announced the start. "Hedra, I will fight with all my might this time. I hope you don't mind," Spencer said politely at this moment.

"I understand, let's begin then." Hilti thought for a moment, then gently spread her hands.

Since the other party said they would do their best, she would take it seriously. In the past three months, she had learned a lot but had never actually tested it in real combat.

[Enchanted Spell: Mercury Illusion Wings] (Mercury, Wings, Wind Speed, Sharp Feathers, Weaving)
A pair of silver wings unfurled behind the girl, then spread out, with silvery patterns expanding and covering them like vines, making them exceptionally beautiful.

Then, Hilti's body floated slightly, and with a light touch of her toes, she shot straight up.

At that moment, Spencer took out a vial of medicine and opened it. The dark blue liquid inside formed the shape of a spinning top in the air.

【Construction Spell - Wind Howling Wheel】; The wheel absorbs and propels air blades, accelerating continuously during flight, while the rotating blades formed around it inflict damage on enemies.

A few seconds later, the flywheel absorbed the potion. With the power within, the spell, which had just reached the third tier level, saw its power and quality increase several levels, reaching the level of a typical third tier mage casting it at full power.

With a whoosh, it surged out from in front of Spencer and caught up with the girl in the sky.

Just when many students thought that was the end of it, Spencer took off the gentian flower from his collar again, then smashed a vial of potion and began to mutter incantations.

"This is a curse spell, and it's also enhanced by a potion enchantment. I'm afraid even a third-tier mage wouldn't be able to withstand it."

"It seems he's really going all out this time. These two high-quality potions alone might cost 200 gold coins."

In the sky, Hiltiya hovered quietly, watching the whistling flying wheel below. She raised her wrist, and a sharp and gorgeous silver sword took shape. Then, with the help of the wings on her back, she lightly sliced ​​it in two.

Seeing how easily it was severed, Hilti blinked.

It doesn't seem that powerful. She thought it would be harder to deal with with the help of the medicine.

She then waited for Spencer to cast his spell below until he completed the curse. The gentian flower illusion struck again, and at that moment, Hilti folded her wings, allowing these cursed illusions to be engraved on them, emitting faint wisps of blue smoke.

Then she spread her wings again, and as streaks of brilliant silver light flashed by, the curse on them vanished in no time.

This curse is still too rudimentary. Hilti thought for a moment, probably because curse spells often require a 'catalyst' to be cast, otherwise they can be easily blocked or avoided.

Seeing that neither of his two trump cards had worked, Spencer grew anxious. Finally, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a white chess piece from his pocket, holding it in his hand. Then, a white magic circle formed in front of him.

What is this? Siltia's eyes flashed as she analyzed the magic circle and chess pieces below.

【White Stone Chess Piece (Knight)】(Tier 3 - Castle), a chess piece that embodies the castle attribute and can be used for conferment and advancement.

Spencer then placed the chess piece into the magic circle and chanted an incantation. Soon after, a projection of a knight in full armor slowly appeared in the magic circle.

【Heroic Knight】(Tier 3 - Castle): A knight projection summoned through a ritual. It is often an echo of historical figures left in this world and can only be summoned with corresponding relics or contracts.

As the knight appeared, its form gradually became clearer, and the aura emanating from it grew stronger and stronger.

【Heroic Knight Nielko】(Tier 3, Castle) was a champion knight who once served the Pendor family. After his death, he was buried in the Pendor family cemetery, and his spirit ascended to the Heavenly Courtyard to rest. If someone of Pendor family bloodline summons him, his projection can be descended through a ritual.

According to the rules of Heroic Spirit Summoning, an incomplete summon will result in a projection that is three levels lower, while a complete summon will result in a projection that is two levels lower. Based on this, it seems that this Heroic Spirit Knight was probably at the sixth level in his previous life, according to Hilti's estimation.

A sixth-order creature... She recalled the scene of fighting that terrifying black serpent in the forest.

If it were the real body descending, she would probably worry about not being able to defeat it. However, if it were a third-tier projection, even if she couldn't use her full abilities now, it wouldn't be too difficult to deal with, even though the opponent's strength was already top-tier within the third tier.

After the heroic knight appeared, the white spirit horse he rode soared into the sky, and at this moment, Hilti spread her wings and nimbly spiraled down, easily avoiding the opponent's attack.

Well, although Heroic Spirits can fly, they were originally knights who fought on land, so don't expect them to be very strong in aerial combat.

Unless the other party is riding a flying monster like a griffin.

If Hilti were to swoop down at this moment, she could probably easily defeat Spencer with a single sword strike. However, she did not do so at this moment. Instead, she obediently took the silver sword with its intricate patterns and fought against the heroic knight.

Using the powerful impact of her wing-based dive, her sword strikes were exceptionally swift, and even knights known for their strength and defense couldn't gain the upper hand in the fight.

Thus, two figures, one silver and one white, crossed paths in the sky. The white figure moved more slowly, while the silver figure moved nimbly back and forth, holding its own in the clash of sword blades.

As they sparred more often, Hilti gradually became familiar with her opponent's swordsmanship and responded with greater agility and grace.

After all, it was a projection of a deceased Heroic Spirit, so it was not very intelligent and could not adapt to difficult situations. After several exchanges, Hilti found an opening in its attack and easily swung her sword, severing the Heroic Spirit's head. Then, the blade turned and pierced through its body from behind.

With a loud bang, the spirit's body dissipated into shattered light fragments, while the girl in the sky, adorned with wings, slowly descended, her figure bathed in the light fragments, like an angel descending to earth from ancient times.

This scene stunned many of the trainees present. They had guessed that Hilti would win the night before the competition, but they did not expect such a complete and overwhelming victory. Even though Spencer had used 200% of his abilities, he still could not gain any advantage.

With her toes touching the ground, Hilti looked at Spencer, who was staring blankly at her, and then asked a question.

"So, I guess I've won?"

(End of this chapter)