Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 148 Muirner's Strength
“Müllerna? Why is she here?” Caesar narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, Muirner was no longer the image of a middle-aged woman dressed in thick gardening clothes, but rather wearing a dark brown coat, over which was a light brown silk shirt paired with a high-waisted long skirt, a silver brooch on her chest, and a pair of brown boots. Her exquisitely beautiful face was adorned with a pair of gold-rimmed round glasses.
With her hands in her pockets, and a group of members around her bowing respectfully, the scene resembled a welcome party for a mafia boss.

Ignoring the crowd around her, she walked towards one of the beacons and lightly pressed the antenna line.

A powerful life force was injected into it, and the color of the red-hot antenna was transformed, giving it a vibrant pale green glow.

The energy field properties released by the beacon also changed as a result, gradually spreading from this one beacon to the entire barrier.

"She's altered the entire magic field's operating logic with her magic?" Caesar realized this.

To be able to influence a sixth-tier spell barrier with one's magic so easily, Muirna's strength must be at least at the upper-tier Hero level.

But it makes sense, considering she has lived for hundreds of years and accumulated enough magic to reach this level.

Perhaps she is already among the most powerful sorcerers in the kingdom.

After altering the barrier's magical field, Muirna turned to look at the man beside her who was the captain of the corps.

"Make everyone on Honeysuckle Street come back."

The captain looked puzzled: "But that way, we won't be able to capture the target."

“I promised Greenworth that I would only guarantee the safety of civilians; everything else is none of my business,” Muirner said calmly.

"professor."

"What do you want to say?"

Muirna stared directly into her emerald green eyes. She was no longer the cheerful and lively girl next door she had been before, but the kingdom's number one sorcerer with absolute authority.

Her authority surpassed that of everyone present, and even Greenworth dared not utter a single word of dissent against her.

The captain and the people around him exchanged glances, and it was clear that beads of sweat were forming on their foreheads.

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away," the captain said in a low voice.

He withdrew.

Muirna raised her hand and made a sweeping motion in the air, tearing open a tiny spatial rift in front of her. A linen storage bag was pulled out from it and landed in her hand.

"A spatial spell for storing things," Caesar recognized it.

Of all types of magic, spatial magic is always the most difficult to learn. Although this kind of storage magic seems simple, creating even a stable and convenient independent space of just one square meter requires at least a hero-level mage to spend several years to barely complete it.

"Have everyone take one," Muirner said simply, handing the bulging pouch to his subordinate.

"Yes."

The subordinate took it, opened it, and squeezed out a small pill about the size of a little fingernail.

He hesitated for a moment, then popped it into his mouth.

Then his expression contorted, as if he had eaten something extremely sour or spicy, and his lips were clenched tightly together.

However, he dared not express much and immediately handed it to the people behind him, asking them to distribute it.

Muirner raised his hand, and on his slender wrist was a silver wristwatch. The craftsmanship must have been very old. There were no time numerals on the dial, only bright, star-like dots of light. The bright dots represented the current time.

There were still fifteen minutes until midnight. She took a deep breath, looked up at the starry sky, and gazed into the distance, lost in thought.

Then, as if noticing something, she turned her head and looked in Caesar's direction.

Caesar immediately retreated, concealing his presence. He had forgotten that a mage of Muirna's caliber possessed an exceptionally strong ability to sense presence; at this distance, he would undoubtedly be detected as an unidentified spy.

"I'll leave here for now," he thought.

He grabbed the still-sleeping Muyue and leaped off the roof.

Muirner frowned slightly as he looked at the deserted rooftop.

Midnight arrived quickly, and the distant church bells echoed slowly through the city.

Soon, the members of the Klar Bureau stationed there noticed something: a thin red mist was rising on the surface of Buckwheat Street.

"Target spotted!" he shouted immediately.

Immediately, all the members from the nearby blocks rushed towards Buckwheat Street, but before they arrived, the street, which was covered in red mist, began to explode inch by inch.

A deafening roar echoed throughout the city, sending rubble and bricks flying dozens of meters into the air. Amidst the thick dust and smoke, a flash of blood-red light appeared.

At this moment, many of the team members who had just rushed up were affected by the explosion. The shockwave and debris threw them away and they fell to the ground.

"Back off! Wait until its true form is revealed!"

The brigade leader shouted sternly.

The group immediately carried their injured companion and retreated. At the same time, the smoke from the explosion was slowly dissipating, and the entire street was almost completely destroyed.

Angori, who was on the verge of the explosion, coughed while covering his mouth and nose, but he still raised his staff and aimed it at the red light in the smoke and dust. He launched a special binding spell, but it disappeared in an instant, like a drop of water falling into the ocean.

"It's useless." His heart sank. This binding spell was a special spell rune prepared by the department to deal with this situation, but it had no effect at all when used now.

He immediately tried to retreat, but the red light was already enveloping him.

Just as they were about to make contact, a magical force brimming with life descended, obscuring the crimson light.

A vine burst forth from the ground, lifting Muirna's body to a higher position. At this moment, she raised her hand, her eyes gleaming, and her whole being seemed to be shrouded in an indescribable, inviolable holiness. Facing the rampant red light, she crushed her own magic upon it.

At this moment, all the beacon antennas in the city began to hum, as if they had entered overload operation.

Above the night sky, the magical barrier had solidified into a physical form, emitting light that illuminated the entire area as if it were daytime.

The red light that had burst forth from the ground was completely suppressed at that moment. It could neither retreat back into the ground nor continue to emerge, as if it were confined there.

"What is that thing?"

At this moment, Caesar had arrived at the top of the distant power tower, which was right on the edge of his territory, allowing him to observe the situation there.

He frowned as he looked at the scene.

The red light seemed to be a particularly powerful life form; the part that was revealed was not even its true form, but merely a wisp of aura.

And this very thing actually exists underground in the capital.

He had a feeling that all the previous parasites and other aliens were created by this same thing.

"Master." Mu Yue had woken up at some point and was now staring at the situation with her big eyes open.

"What's wrong?" Caesar asked.

“I feel like I’ve smelled that stuff somewhere before,” Muyue said.

(End of this chapter)