This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 173 - The Plan to Plunder the Commerce

Chapter 173: Chapter 173: The Plan to Plunder the Commerce Association!_1

Chapter 173 -173: The Plan to Plunder the Commerce Association!_1

In the Small Hut of Secrets.

Tuck silently assessed the man before him who could provide him with Leader-Level Light materials.

He wore a head of semi-long curly hair in the Saint Land fashion.

Underneath he had on a black cotton shirt over which was a Transcendent armor resembling an ordinary evening coat.

This method of combining Transcendent armor with the clothing one wore could raise the price of the armor by about twenty percent.

Typically, only respectable people from Saint Land would do something like this.

As for Tuck, he simply wore a grey Wizard’s Robe over his body.

The man wore a Demon mask, and while his age wasn’t visible, he seemed to be in his thirties judging from his demeanor.

Now, Tuck generally tried as much as possible to restrain his Precision Vision.

He judged other Transcendents through perception, experience, movement, form, and breath, among other things.

These things could reflect much more details about a Transcendent.

Relying too much on the shortcut of a Talent Ability was, in fact, a dangerous affair.

As Tuck was sizing up the man, the man was also scrutinizing Tuck.

After feeling it was about time,

the man sat up straighter and lightly touched the wall of the Small Hut of Secrets beside him.

A highly unique domain power rapidly formed within the walls of the Small Hut of Secrets.

It completely isolated the two men from the outside world.

After completing all of this, the man looked towards Tuck once again.

“Before we officially start our conversation, I have a few questions, and I hope Mr. Mage can answer them truthfully,”

spoke the man, whose tone and manner of speaking were slightly different from Tuck’s, as befit one of Saint Land’s respectable people.

“Yes,” Tuck nodded lightly.

“Are you a Steam Wizard?”

“Yes,” Tuck nodded silently.

In Saint Land, although Steam Wizards weren’t numerous, there were indeed some present.

At least, today Tuck had seen two other Steam Wizards here.

“What is your true level?”

“I’ve killed many Transcendents at Level 30, and quite a few at Level 40 have met their end by my hands.”

“Even in the fall of a Fifth Rank Transcendent, I contributed a great deal of effort.”

Instead of using levels, Tuck responded with his strength,

a more convincing measure.

And it seemed that the man, through some mysterious means, received a firm answer.

He soon showed a slight smile.

“Respected Mr. Mage, you are aware that Light System materials are quite scarce,” the man said.

“This time, the Leader-Level resource of the Light System is particularly elusive,”

“and I assure you that it is a resource that will satisfy you greatly.”

“However… it would require our joint engagement in battle to have a chance of seizing it.”

After scrutinizing the extremely cautious man before him for a moment, Tuck slowly began to speak.

“Does it involve a robbery, or invading a significant place?”

As expected, upon Tuck’s inquiry, the man was slightly taken aback, but then he nodded lightly.

“You are a clever person.”

“If you are willing to participate in this operation, we will draft a contract for your recruitment, and then move forward together,” the man said as he moved slightly back, quietly awaiting Tuck’s reply.

Between the man’s questioning of strengths and his hesitations in speech, Tuck guessed that it might be some illegal operation.

After a brief thought, Tuck posed his question,

“Does it pose any harm to Saint Land?”

“No!” the man affirmed.

“Good, I agree to participate,” Tuck nodded slightly.

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Seeing Tuck’s agreement to participate, the man showed a light smile.

“If so, please proceed to sign this Demon Witness Contract,” he said.

“After signing, I will inform you of all the details of the plan.”

The binding nature of a demon contract on a powerful Transcendent was unquestionable.

But for Tuck, the contract’s binding force was only slightly stronger than waste paper.

After thoroughly reviewing the demon contract provided by the man and making sure there were no major issues,

Tuck let a drop of blood fall onto the scroll of the contract.

With Tuck’s annotation, the man also let his blood drop.

The contract was officially signed amidst the blossoming of a bloody halo.

As the contract was signed and the two sat down once again,

Tuck distinctly felt the man’s wariness towards him drop a little.

Of course, whether that was genuine was debatable.

Even now, Tuck wasn’t sure if what the other party said was true,

as there were many such evasion techniques in Mysterious Transcendent Studies.

Or to say… what the other party said was true, but with hidden intentions.

Not long earlier, Tuck had just spent thirty thousand Magic Gold to purchase a Four-Star Powerful Witchcraft. It was inevitable that people would take notice.

“Sometime next Gray Day, or the following one,” the man began to expound slowly.

“The Sky Sail Merchant will launch a fleet of Steam Airships to transport a batch of goods out of Saint Land,” he revealed.

“Among those goods, as far as we know, are Leader-Level resources of the Light System,” the man continued.

“At that time, many contract-bound Transcendents will attack the merchant fleet’s resources,” he explained.

“Whether or not you can obtain the Light resources is up to your own skills, Mr. Mage,” the man suggested.

“Details of the time and place, please!”

“One day in advance, we will post a recruitment advert for airship pilots in the newspaper’s small ads section,” he instructed.

“Just gather at the Airship Port Tavern afterward,” the man pointed out.

“Do you have anything else you wish to ask?” the man looked at Tuck.

Tuck rubbed his forehead, then shook his head after a moment.

“In that case, I hope that we can both claim the resources we’re seeking,” said the man as he got up, pinched the brim of his hat in a slight bow to Tuck, and then left the Small Hut of Secrets swiftly, not dallying in the slightest.

“Robbing the Sky Sail Merchant’s airship fleet.”

Tuck took a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

“This is one of the largest merchant associations in Cerion, and I’ve even heard that behind this association is the shadow of some Transcendent Masters from the Three-Eyed God Divine Spiritual Nation.”

“The Sky Sail Merchant themselves have a very strong security guard system.”

“There are many powerhouses guarding the routes.”

“In addition, there is a complete set of Mystic Arts security assurance system that uses prophecies, divinations, deductions, and retrospections—in various ways—to protect the airships and pursue those bandits who loot from the Sky Sail Merchant.”

“Generally speaking, no one would dare to rob the Sky Sail Merchant easily.”

“But the problem arises when… the Sky Sail Merchant is transporting a large amount of resources outward.”

Tuck silently pondered.

“Now, it’s a time when St. Land is in greatest need of a huge amount of materials for construction.”

“Many steam trains are continuously transporting materials.”

“Just the other day, someone in the tavern said that the Sky Sail Merchant is planning to withdraw from St. Land.”

“These capital merchant associations come flooding in when it’s time to make money.”

“When it’s time to exert effort… they begin to withdraw resources.”

“You want to run off?” Tuck fumbled with his fingers.

“Then it’s definitely a matter of having a leg broken first.”

“Moreover… that man just now didn’t seem to fear the Sky Sail Merchant’s investigation at all.”

“I’m afraid… there might be a war brewing among the several major commercial associations.”

“Is this the plain and unadorned high-end commercial warfare?”

“Or is it that St. Land wants to teach the Sky Sail Merchant a lesson?”

After thinking briefly, he gradually composed himself.

The current situation in St. Land was intricately complex with various conditions intertwined.

What Tuck needed to do was to focus on steadily enhancing his own strength amidst this complexity.

It wasn’t long before Tuck returned to the event hall.

By this time, about a quarter of the Transcendents had left the venue.

He had acquired powerful Four-Star Witchcraft.

And had also learned about the Leader-Level Materials of the Light System.

Tuck did not linger.

He got up and walked towards the portal.

Just as Tuck left through the portal…

Three Transcendents got up one after another and also left the venue.

…

In the quiet, dark depths of the corridor…

Three Third-Rank Transcendents were rushing along the passage.

“Phoebe, are you sure that Shadow Boy went straight down this way?”

As they moved, the burly man “Berlin,” who had a Magic Immunity Totem fused with him and was carrying a Battle Axe, asked in a low voice.

Even with swift strides, his horse lamp remained steady in his hand.

“Positive, that kid’s Shadow State is very fast.”

“But his shadow power has already been locked by my Arcane Chains.”

“No matter where he runs, I can keep up.”

The Arcane Wizard called “Phoebe” asserted confidently.

“Relax, Berlin, you know what Phoebe is capable of,” said the Swordsman, “Jeffrey,” who accompanied them, his tone slightly casual.

“Those newbies who just arrived always think they can do whatever they please in the black markets of St. Land with a little bit of strength.”

“But they will soon find their heads smashed by my axe,” continued Berlin, the Berserker, taking up the thread.

“Exactly!”

The trio chatted and laughed, chasing after the seemingly inexperienced Transcendent Mage who had just entered the black market.

Soon, they reached the end of the corridor.

“Damn it, this is a dead end.”

Seeing the wall blocking their path, the leading Berserker Berlin’s face instantly changed.

The next moment, he found his body rapidly shrinking, his horse lamp and weapons falling to the ground.

“Baa…”

He tried to speak, but a sheep’s bleat came out instead.

“No… Baa…”

Berserker Berlin was filled with horror.

His Magic Immunity Totem Rune Power was truly infused with Rune Power.

But still, he had been turned into a sheep by the opponent.

The Wizard’s polymorph spell was unimaginably powerful.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…

A dense array of Arcane Arcs was swiftly thrown behind by the seasoned Arcane Wizard.

As purple arcs lit up the pathway behind them…

An outline in the shadows had already cut off their path of retreat.

Almost stepping on the tail of the Arcane Magic,

A sword with a golden halo as bright as the morning sun, brutally thrust in front of Tuck.

The Swordsman “Jeffrey’s” sword was so swift, it seemed to chase after light itself.

The already fragile Magic shield, after blocking the Arcane Wizard’s Arcane Arc attack, ultimately could not withstand the Swordsman’s sharp blade.

“Die!”

The Swordsman poured all his strength into the sword’s radiance.

Even if the other was in a Shadow State, he was confident in seriously injuring his opponent.

The Chasing Light Sword specialized in piercing through shadows.

“Clang!” A muffled clang sounded from the impact of the sword blades.

It numbed the Swordsman’s arm and caused a slight tumult in his Origin Energy,

As the shattered shadow revealed a ring of golden light expanding forth.

The clear Dark Gold Glazed Dragon Scales, bolstered by strong Ring State Rune Power, emerged vividly.

The golden halo allowed the Swordsman to see what had blocked his sword blade.

At the same time, it ignited despair in his heart.

The Swordsman’s face turned pale, and he cried out in shock!

“Dragon Scales!”