Water Mage in the Flame Realm-Chapter 350 - 338: First Saint Son
"Hmm? This is—?" On a certain island on the Outer Battlefield, a young man suddenly appeared to sense something and looked in the direction of the island where Andrew was.
The two islands were nearly a hundred miles apart, yet the young man immediately detected the very subtle strange fluctuations at the moment Andrew, as a Water Magic Lord, "commanded" and "borrowed" the power of the Outer Battlefield!
He wore a simple magic robe, but unlike most Earth Fire Mages, his robe was not dark red; it was a very plain white.
"Is there anything wrong, Your Lordship?" A Flame Warrior in black armor approached and asked respectfully.
This Flame Warrior’s style was somewhat different from those Andrew had encountered in the Flame Realm.
In the Flame Realm, the Flame Warriors Andrew faced, including the First Saintess Capella, mostly used heavy weapons like giant axes, heavy hammers, and great swords. Their armor type was often heavy armor.
This Flame Warrior—along with every other member of the small team of over twenty Flame Warriors that belonged to the white-robed young man—all chose light armor, and their weapons were simply a pair of simple yet intricately designed metal boxing gloves.
To adapt to the unique environment of the Outer Battlefield and fight the Water Mages active here, the Flame Warriors who came here had made many targeted adjustments. This kind of light armor was something only Crimson Knights would choose in the Flame Realm.
The young man did not answer his subordinate’s question but just raised a hand to make a gesture for silence.
His Flame Warriors immediately held their breath, suppressing their vital signs nearly to the point of "turtle breath," displaying extraordinary discipline and obedience to the white-robed young man leading them.
The white-robed youth closed his eyes, felt with his heart for a moment, and when he reopened his eyes, a peculiar light appeared in them. He murmured, "That strange fluctuation lasted only a moment and is now gone, I can no longer feel it... But I’m sure I wasn’t wrong just now! It’s so strange; since coming to this Outer Battlefield, I’ve never had such a feeling."
He thought for a moment, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, you can breathe now."
The Flame Warriors then each took a breath.
The young man added, "Everyone, rest here for ten minutes. I’m still intrigued and have to go over to check it out."
The Flame Warriors chorused, "Yes," and sat down to rest seriously. Even when ordered to rest, they remained extremely disciplined, surrounding the young man and forming a battle formation that was both defensive and offensive, keeping the young man at the center.
This white-robed young man was none other than the First Saint Son of the Magic Guild, Liek.
Unlike the arrogant, sensitive, and extremely talkative Third Saint Son, Yorkshire, and also unlike the First Saintess Capella, who was internally highly anxious and depressed due to being constrained by the "new version of Dragon Transformation Combat Technique," Liek’s appearance was very young, but his eyes, demeanor, temperament, and conduct all exuded a calmness and maturity that did not match his youth.
When he said he would "go over to check it out," he did not actually move his feet at all.
He simply chanted softly for a moment, and a palm-sized Mini Fire Dragon silently flew out from his chest, speeding toward the direction where Andrew was!
"Oh, right..." Liek suddenly remembered something and tilted his head to ask, "I recall that back at headquarters, negotiations are underway with people from the Warm Fire Commerce Association in the Royal Court, right? Did that girl Capella also go? Any new news?"
The moment the young man asked, the Mini Fire Dragon immediately halted in mid-air, seemingly frozen in time. As a type of magic, this Mini Fire Dragon was unusually stable, almost like an extension of Liek’s own body!
"No new news received at the moment," a Flame Warrior replied.
"...Alright then." Liek nodded, "If any new news comes through, inform me immediately. That girl Capella is such a worrier; I must find some time to bring her to this Outer Battlefield for some tempering." With that said, the Mini Fire Dragon in the air suddenly moved again, continuing to dash toward the direction where Andrew was, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, on Andrew’s side, a hundred miles away from Liek.
Andrew had just completed the treatment of the first "same kind" he encountered after arriving at the Outer Battlefield.
After healing the other party, Andrew pondered in silence for a moment.
The "invincible feeling" of being able to "manipulate the power of the Outer Battlefield to my advantage" did not last long.
Andrew found that while he was focused on treatment earlier, and even before that when he bumped into that Flame Warrior to death, he unintentionally found that feeling.
But when he consciously tried to reproduce that feeling now, he couldn’t find it at the moment.
"Oh well, take it slow," Andrew thought to himself, temporarily setting the matter aside.
From the moment he arrived at the Outer Battlefield until now, Andrew had continuously maintained a "Water Spirit Sensing" state, and within the range of his perception, he had not yet detected any dangerous signals.
But in just a few breaths, something triggered that "sixth sense like water" to suddenly fluctuate violently.
Andrew’s heart couldn’t help but tremble, and he was on heightened alert, although he remained calm on the surface. He looked again at the young woman opposite him and said, "Let’s walk and talk. It’s not safe to stay in one place."
The woman hadn’t yet recovered from the shock of "her injuries being completely healed" and hesitated for a moment at his words before stepping back a couple of steps: "I still don’t know who you are..." She not only didn’t follow Andrew but instead retreated.
"Hmm?" This time, it was Andrew’s turn to look somewhat surprised, stopping his steps that he had just raised.
In Andrew’s concept, since both were Water Mages and he had just saved the other party, even if they didn’t know each other’s names yet, there should still be a basic trust built between them.
But there was one thing Andrew did not know, which was that since the Water Mages fled to the Outer Battlefield, there had been traitors among them, and not just one!
Especially in recent times, the situation for the Water Mages had sharply deteriorated, and they had reached a life-and-death crisis. At its root, a significant part of the reason was that among the core members of their clan, there was a major traitor!
"What ’tribe’ are you from?" the young woman stared at Andrew’s face. "I’ve never seen you before. And...and your face..."
She kept feeling that this young man in front of her did not quite match the face of the young man she saw before losing consciousness after emerging from the water.
It wasn’t her imagination.
Because Andrew had indeed used his "Water Soul Constitution" to slightly adjust his facial features and shape.
The reason was simple: from the perspective of the Magic Guild, he had "gone missing" after being captured by Catherine. The three Earth Fire Scholars didn’t know he had reached this Outer Battlefield!
Given this, he naturally had to make use of this advantage.
In this Outer Battlefield, there was no need to continue using the "Invisible Force" to disguise his Water Attribute.
Now, what needed to be hidden was his identity as "Andrew."
At this moment, Andrew praised the other party’s keen observation in his heart, but he couldn’t easily reveal his identity now. He thought that merely curing her wasn’t enough to earn her trust? At the same time, the anxiety brought by that six-sense like water was growing stronger.
Andrew then stayed calm and didn’t rush to force the young woman but turned around, looked at her, and seriously said, "I’m sorry for being presumptuous. My name is Wanda Wise, and I’m here under the order of ’Lord Lee’ to rendezvous with you and your sister."
