Wizard, I Have Another World – Chapter 81

Chapter 81: Flesh and Blood Modification, Spider Sense

Dawn.

The fog had not yet dispersed.

The roads, usually sparsely populated, were now filled with carriages and people, a sense of panic pervading the air.

Karl’s convoy was among them.

When Karl arrived at the manor outside the city, Sybil had already packed her things and arranged four carriages.

Catherine, the wife of Master Adolf, sat in a carriage, lifting the curtain to look at Signo City behind her, her face filled with worry.

Her beauty was astonishing, no less than Lady Anne’s, only unknown to outsiders.

Back then, Adolf, immersed in the knowledge of wizardry, had married Catherine despite the age gap between them, captivated by her beauty. Unfortunately, they had no children even after many years of marriage.

“Karl!”

Sybil, unusually dressed in a knight’s attire that accentuated her figure, rode up to him:

“You’re just in time. I was wondering how to get into the city to inform you. Are they your… friends?”

She blinked, looking curiously at Kingsley and Yvonne.

It was normal for a noble to have several female companions, but she knew that her Junior Martial Brother Karl was not yet married.

Could they be lovers?

Lovers who were sisters? Junior Martial Brother was quite the player!

“My cousins.”

Karl briefly introduced his cousin Kingsley and his younger cousin Yvonne:

“The city is too chaotic. They’re leaving with us. They’ll part ways when we reach a safe place.”

“We’re going to Mutan City.” Kingsley spoke:

“My mother has an elder sister living there. Miss Sybil, we’ll be troubling you along the way.”

Although she was promiscuous, she wasn’t stupid.

She knew very well who to rely on during the coming period, and her words were very polite.

Yvonne didn’t speak. Her eyes still held worry for her father and confusion about the future.

Having never left Signo City, she had no idea what to do next.

“It’s no trouble.”

Sybil smiled:

“We’re all heading in the same direction. It’s just a slight adjustment to the route.”

“The people of Colon are coming!”

“Run!”

“…”

Shouts came from behind, and the convoys and pedestrians on the road panicked, speeding up.

The already crowded road descended into chaos.

“Don’t panic.”

Sybil frowned:

“Old Harry, steady the convoy.”

“Yes, Miss.” The gray-haired Old Harry reached out and grabbed the reins, stabilizing the lead carriage.

Although he was old and worked as a gardener at the manor, he was an experienced knight. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been hired by Adolf.

Under his control, the convoy moved in an orderly fashion to the edge of the road.

“Miss.”

Looking back a few times, Old Harry whispered:

“Someone is deliberately causing trouble. There are no pursuers behind us.”

“Oh!”

Sybil blinked:

“Why?”

“Probably trying to take advantage of the chaos.” Karl interjected:

“Signo City is not on the front lines. There aren’t many Colon soldiers. Even if they occupy the city, they won’t have the resources to chase us.”

“Yes.” Old Harry looked at Karl with some surprise, seemingly not expecting him to have such keen insight:

“Young Master Karl is right.”

“Then we don’t need to worry about it.” Sybil’s expression relaxed:

“As long as they don’t provoke us.”

Her words were obviously premature.

As they moved further away from Signo City, the ‘refugees’ on the road headed in different directions, and their companions gradually became fewer.

“Careful!”

Karl suddenly spoke, drawing his sword and swinging it gently.

“Clang…”

An arrow that had been shot at them was deflected.

It wasn’t just one arrow, but a small shower of arrows, covering the entire convoy.

“Take cover!”

Old Harry’s eyes widened as he spurred his horse and swung his sword to block the arrows, directing the others to hide behind the carriages.

The women were even more terrified, shrinking back into the carriages.

“Charge!”

“Attack!”

A group of people rushed out from the nearby woods, some on horseback, some on foot, all with fierce looks in their eyes, clearly vicious and ruthless individuals.

“Kill the men, capture the women, and take all the valuables!”

One of them, wielding a machete, roared:

“Brothers, follow me!”

“What a coincidence. Are they really targeting us?” Sybil blinked, looking curiously at the group of bandits with their mismatched clothes and weapons:

“Are these the so-called bandits?”

“Yes.” Old Harry nodded:

“We don’t have many guards in our convoy, but the carriages carry a lot of goods. It’s not surprising that we were targeted.”

“Miss, please be careful.”

“I know.” Sybil waved her hand, took out a foot-long thin staff, and spurred her horse forward.

Harry and Karl, however, showed no intention of helping.

This scene not only stunned Kingsley and Yvonne but also made the charging bandits burst into laughter.

“A little girl…”

“Are they really that desperate?”

“Is that thin stick her weapon? Catch her and let her taste my power!”

The group of bandits charged forward, laughing, but they didn’t notice the lack of panic on the faces of Karl and the others.

Instead, they were quite relaxed.

As if they were waiting to watch a show.

“Acid Splash!”

Sybil gently waved the staff in her hand, and the mouth of the porcelain bottle at her waist opened, a ball of liquid flying out.

“Bang!”

The liquid dispersed.

Although it was a small ball, it spread out to cover a wide area.

Countless drops of acid formed a curtain of rain, showering down on the charging bandits, covering an area of several dozen square meters.

“Control Water Flow!”

Sybil waved her staff again.

Under her control, the speed of the acid rain in the sky suddenly increased, shooting towards the bandits like sharp arrows.

“Thud!”

“Thud! Thud!”

The acid, capable of corroding metal, pierced through the bandits’ bodies upon impact.

Even armor couldn’t stop it.

“Ah!”

“Ah…”

Instantly.

The charging bandits screamed in agony, clutching their faces and falling to the ground, sizzling white smoke rising from the corroded wounds.

Sybil’s expression remained unchanged as she waved her staff again.

Zero-Circle Spell ━ Water Vortex!

The acid that had landed on the ground didn’t lose control but gathered into a vortex, engulfing several riders.

One of them had a powerful Life Force, clearly a knight, and was the main target of the acid attack.

Zero-Circle Spell ━ Poisonous Miasma!

“Poof!”

As Sybil waved her staff, a dark green fog enveloped nearly thirty people in front of her.

“Ah!”

“Thud!”

“Thud!”

Amidst the screams of agony, figures fell to the ground one after another, their flesh corroded and riddled with holes.

Even the knight was powerless against Sybil, screaming and collapsing to the ground.

“Devil!”

“She’s a devil!”

“Run!”

“Ah…”

The scene before them filled the remaining bandits with terror, driving them to turn and flee in madness.

“Swish!”

A streak of light flashed.

“Thud!”

One person froze, a red mark appearing between their eyebrows, then fell straight to the ground, lifeless.

Zero-Circle Spell ━ Magic Missile!

Sybil galloped on her horse, her staff waving repeatedly, quickly harvesting lives.

Some tried to approach, but under the assault of poison gas, acid, and magic missiles, they couldn’t get close.

In a short moment, none of the charging bandits survived, all turning into lifeless corpses on the ground.

“Whoa…”

Sybil pulled the reins, gesturing to Old Harry:

“Clean up. Take all the valuables. I was careful not to damage their armor.”

“Yes.”

Old Harry respectfully agreed and, with the other frightened servants, began to collect the spoils of war.

“Senior Martial Sister.” Karl’s voice was filled with admiration:

“That was amazing!”

“As an Intermediate Wizard Apprentice, dealing with ordinary people is like this.” Sybil didn’t show any false modesty, saying:

“I wasted a portion of acid. I wonder if the loot can make up for it?”

The acid used for Acid Splash was a specially made magic material, quite expensive.

That’s why it was so powerful.

Dozens of people!

Including a knight.

Even a Grand Knight would have to fight for a while, but they were no match for Sybil.

And no one escaped!

The methods of a true Intermediate Wizard Apprentice with an inheritance were truly formidable, not even fearing Grand Knights.

Unless it was someone like Thunder Spear Tucker.

In comparison.

Karl was much weaker.

Although he was also an Intermediate Wizard Apprentice, because he had learned too many different spells, his power was insufficient. He could barely handle knights, and against Grand Knights, he was no match at all.

“Karl…” Kingsley’s face was pale, her gaze sweeping over Sybil before quickly returning:

“Miss Sybil, what was that?”

Yvonne huddled even tighter.

The scene just now not only terrified the bandits but also left the two of them chilled to the bone.

The people killed by Acid Splash and poisonous gas died horribly, almost beyond recognition, their bones dissolving.

It was only natural for people to call her a devil.

“Senior Martial Sister is a Wizard Apprentice.”

Karl softened his voice:

“Don’t be afraid. Senior Martial Sister is a good person. You can think of her as a knight with mysterious powers.”

“Wizard Apprentice?” Yvonne blinked:

“Cousin Karl, are you one too?”

Since he called the other woman Senior Martial Sister, it stood to reason that Karl should also know what Sybil knew.

“Yes.”

Karl nodded:

“But I’ve only just entered the world of wizards. I haven’t mastered many spells. I can’t compare to Senior Martial Sister. I only know a few cantrips that can’t hurt anyone.”

As he spoke, he gently rubbed his two fingers together.

“Snap!”

A soft light appeared before the two women.

Light Spell!

The halo illuminated the carriage, also calming the two women’s fear. Yvonne was even more curious.

“That’s amazing. Can I learn it?”

“That…” Karl shook his head:

“People with Wizard Talent are very rare. If you want to learn, you can test your talent.”

Unfortunately.

***

Yvonne didn’t have Wizard Talent, and neither did Kingsley.

This was normal.

Among the children born in a city over several years, there might be only one or two with Wizard Talent, a pitifully small proportion.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the convoy set off again. This time, no one worried about their safety during the journey.

With such a powerful person as Sybil, what did they have to fear?

…………

Midnight.

Old Harry found a suitable place to rest.

The group sat around a bonfire. Sybil, as if sensing something, looked up at the sky.

“Flutter…”

Under the night sky.

A white dove descended from the sky, landing in her hand. Its body shimmered, transforming into a piece of paper.

Messenger Pigeon!

A magical method of long-distance communication.

Karl looked on curiously and saw Sybil frowning, her eyes filled with confusion.

“Senior Martial Sister.”

He got up and approached:

“What’s wrong?”

“Tim sent me a message, saying that a child from Master’s family has been detected with Wizard Talent, and he wants me to take him to the Black Swamp.” Sybil said:

“The child is in Mutan City, the same place as your two cousins.”

“It’s no trouble.” Karl said:

“It’s on our way.”

“That’s not the issue.” Sybil shook her head:

“I wrote to Master about the situation in Signo City. The manor didn’t sell, and we had to abandon many things.”

“Given Master’s personality, he shouldn’t have left everything to Tim without any explanation.”

“Strange…”

She was puzzled but could only put away the letter and replan the route.

*

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“Splash!”

Hot water poured into the teapot, thick white steam rising, carrying a faint fragrance.

“Here.”

Ancelot, an Intermediate Wizard Apprentice with white hair and a white robe, gestured with his hand:

“This is a drink brought by a traveling merchant from the far East. It has a rather unique taste. Try it.”

“Hmm.”

Tim sat opposite him, took a sip from the teacup, and shook his head:

“This kind of light drink is more suitable for the nobles in the Royal City. We commoners generally prefer stronger flavors.”

“Is that so?” Ancelot smiled:

“It seems you’ve made up your mind.”

“…” Tim took a deep breath and said:

“I’m not young anymore. If I don’t have enough resources, I may not even become a Senior Wizard Apprentice in this lifetime.”

“Even if I do, becoming a Full-fledged Wizard would be impossible!”

“Only by inheriting Master’s legacy can I have enough resources to attempt to break through to the realm of wizards.”

“Indeed.” Ancelot nodded:

“One step behind, always behind.”

“The divine radiance here is too strong, overshadowing the wisdom of wizards. Which Full-fledged Wizard hasn’t had a unique opportunity?”

He raised his voice and said:

“According to the Wizard’s Book, as long as a place produces a Third-Circle Wizard, a Star Gate can be established to connect to the true Wizard World. The Grey-Robed Wizard is already a Second-Circle Wizard. He may well become a Third-Circle Wizard.”

“Whether it’s becoming a Third-Circle Wizard or uncovering the secrets deep within the Black Swamp, we have a chance to leave this place!”

“Of course…”

“The prerequisite is to become a Full-fledged Wizard!”

Full-fledged Wizard!

These words made Tim’s breathing quicken, his hands clenching tightly, his eyes filled with intense desire.

If he became a Full-fledged Wizard, and the Black Swamp had a Star Gate, becoming a Second-Circle or even a Third-Circle Wizard in the future wouldn’t be impossible.

“I envy you.”

Ancelot sighed:

“Your Master made great contributions to the Swamp encampment. As his heir, you won’t have to worry about exploring the Black Swamp for six years and can focus on your cultivation. By then, you’ll surely be a Senior Wizard Apprentice.”

“It’s too early to say that.” Tim shook his head:

“I still have a Junior Martial Sister, well…”

“And a Junior Martial Brother!”

Over the decades, many people had followed Adolf to learn wizardry, but not many were truly called Master’s disciples.

Theoretically, only he and Sybil had the right to inherit. Now, Karl had to be reluctantly added to the list.

“Twenty Magic Stones, the price of a high-quality Magic Item, can help you get rid of this trouble.”

Ancelot said:

“I know the contact for Shadow Hand. Some of them specialize in dealing with Wizard Apprentices.”

“Twenty Magic Stones…” Tim’s cheek muscles twitched:

“That’s too expensive.”

“Not expensive, not expensive at all.” Ancelot said:

“Adolf’s legacy is probably worth more than two hundred Magic Stones. You only need to pay less than a tenth of the price.”

Tim still shook his head.

“Then…” Ancelot frowned:

“Eighteen Magic Stones. That’s the lowest I can go. Otherwise, you’ll have to find another way.”

“Only two Magic Stones less?” Tim’s face darkened. Seeing the other party’s firm expression, he sighed helplessly:

“Fine!”

“Eighteen it is. But you can’t hurt my Master’s wife. She must reach the Black Swamp safely.”

“Deal!” Ancelot smiled:

“I didn’t expect you to be so filial. Actually, you could just find another place to settle Adolf’s wife.”

“She’s old. It’s not convenient for her to live in the Black Swamp.”

“Ahem…” Tim blushed slightly:

“My Master’s wife is not old.”

“Hmm?” Ancelot was taken aback, then suddenly understood, laughing:

“I see, I see!”

“I just didn’t expect Adolf to have a young wife at such an old age.”

…………

The wheels rattled.

Inside the carriage.

Sybil held a book, carefully reading it, sometimes frowning in confusion, sometimes her face showing understanding. She was clearly immersed in it.

After a long time,

she put down the book and sighed:

“The path of a Bloodline Wizard is truly complex and profound, involving many specialized disciplines like anatomy and genetics.”

“Karl.”

“Maintaining a strong curiosity is a quality a wizard should possess, but you must also understand one thing.”

“A jack of all trades is a master of none.”

Sybil said:

“You should focus your energy on cultivating meditation techniques and spells. Don’t get distracted by unnecessary things.”

“Potioneering, crafting Magic Items, and this Flesh and Blood Modification are all disciplines worth dedicating a lifetime to. You can’t learn much in a short time.”

She obviously felt that Karl was too distracted.

“Senior Martial Sister is right.” Karl nodded:

“When the City Patrol searched Robert’s manor, I found these books in his study, so I brought them out to take a look.”

“Just to broaden my horizons!”

“Hmm.” Sybil smiled:

“Thank you for sharing your knowledge with me. These books can offset the gold coins you owe me.”

“If you have any thoughts, we can discuss…”

“For free!”

She found that Karl wasn’t particularly talented in magic cultivation, but he often had unique and innovative ideas in various miscellaneous subjects.

This was due to his more than ten years of learning experience in his previous life. Although he wasn’t an expert, he had dabbled in various disciplines.

Some knowledge had commonalities.

For example, anatomy…

“The foundation of a Bloodline Wizard is Transformation and Solidification. Robert also earned money from this spell.”

Sybil licked her lips, her eyes shining:

“If I could learn these two spells, I believe I would become a welcome guest for many noble ladies in Signo City.”

She seemed to have forgotten what she had just said about not getting distracted.

“Noble ladies?” Karl was taken aback:

“What use would it be to them?”

“Of course it’s useful.” Sybil rolled her eyes:

“Women’s anxiety about their appearance and figure is no less than men’s obsession with that aspect.”

Karl suddenly understood.

Breast augmentation!

Waist slimming!

Body shaping!

***

Just think about the beauty craze in the previous life, and you’ll understand the business opportunities hidden within.

I don’t know if Robert has any business in this area, but even if he does, he probably wouldn’t dare to do it openly.

After all, men and women are different.

“Low-level Transformation Techniques can’t truly change the flesh, they only temporarily or partially modify it, with a certain probability of backlash or even damage to the body.”

Karl said:

“True transformation is from the inside out, completely changing a person’s body from the depths of their bloodline.”

“And thus, allowing people to have the ability to transform into other creatures.”

“Hmm.” Sybil propped her chin with her hand:

“There are many records in wizard books, wizards can transform into goshawks to soar through the sky, or into whales to enjoy the sea, or even into legendary ancient creatures to confront deities head-on.”

“Unfortunately…”

She shook her head slightly with a look of regret.

Transforming into a goshawk or a whale is useless, it might even shorten one’s lifespan and significantly reduce one’s strength.

And to transform into legendary creatures, one needs to analyze those creatures, which is even more impossible.

Karl was deep in thought.

Transforming into other creatures belongs to the realm of full-fledged wizards, as an apprentice, one must start from the basics.

Adapt to other bloodlines!

Generally speaking, one needs to find a part of a supernatural creature, eliminate the rejection reaction, transplant it onto the cultivator’s body, and slowly allow the body to acquire the abilities of the supernatural creature.

Or create something, like a Stone Heart.

Karl didn’t have the crafting method for a Stone Heart, but he had a ‘part’ of a supernatural creature in his hand.

That precious orb!

After experimental analysis, the precious orb left behind after Lady Anne’s death turned out to be the eye of some kind of special spider.

It even retained a tiny bit of activity, meeting the requirements for bloodline wizard cultivation.

The journey was long.

Even with a large number of people in the convoy, it was difficult to speed up, and it would take at least a month to reach Mutan City.

During this period, it was inconvenient for Karl to enter the Divine Domain Fragment, so he spent most of his time cultivating Meditation Techniques and Breathing Techniques in the carriage.

Only when resting at night would he take the opportunity to go to Free Port to trade and exchange for some supplies.

In a flash.

More than a month had passed.

Mutan City was already faintly visible, and Karl had successfully integrated the spider’s eye into his arm.

Transplantation!

The key to this wizard technique is to adapt to other bloodlines.

After all, different species and different structures, the body will have an instinctive rejection reaction. Without the participation of special power, it’s impossible for them to fuse with each other.

“The transplantation of bloodline wizards is similar to integrating Runes, which saves a lot of effort.”

Karl muttered to himself, gently raising his left arm.

On the inside of his left forearm, there was an extra white bead, which was actually the spider’s eye.

Looking closely.

The eye was still moving, somewhat eerie and creepy.

“By transplanting an organ from another creature, one can strengthen oneself or gain abilities one didn’t have before.”

“The next step is to replace internal organs…”

“Finally!”

Karl clenched his hand into a fist:

“Full body transformation, transforming into another form from the inside out.”

The eye transplanted onto his arm, which had almost lost its activity, now nourished by Karl’s Life Force, regained its vitality.

And its effect…

Acute perception!

“Or should I call it, Spider Sense?”

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