Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

'Tch… tch… You might impress those weaklings with your little tricks, but the real challenge is yet to come.'

Ron smirked before quickly averting his gaze, not wanting Ian to notice his scrutiny.

Of course, he had witnessed Ian's earlier skirmishes, but he hadn't taken them to heart.

After all, he knew Ian was a bloodline wizard with powerful concealment abilities that even he couldn't see through.

In his opinion, killing Borris or whoever would be a piece of cake, though he had no idea why Ian didn't do it.

Nevertheless, Ron had his own plans.

'Let's see how you fare on this journey. Don't think everything will be fine just because you signed a pact.'

With that, Ron turned away and walked back toward the top deck, losing interest in the view below.

"Heh, even such a low-level concealment, they couldn't see through. I saw that even before I arrived at this ship."

While the crowd was astonished, Ignysyl disdained their incompetency while not forgetting to show his majesty and pride.

After getting out of the Ignsia Tower, he seemed to have become more and more boastful.

"Yeah, yeah... you are indeed awesome. Now shut up and don't cry loud in my ear."

Ian rolled his eyes, admonished Ignysyl using the recently learned telepathy, and then looked at Lyra.

"Hey, do you want to go to the top deck? The view there might be better. What do you think?"

Ian asked Lyra, who was snuggling against his arm, looking at the harbor in amazement just like everyone else. Because of the special nature of this continent, although she was a noble girl, she had never been to a port before.

That's why she was sad that she couldn't visit it and had complained to Ian earlier.

"Hm? But... Is it okay?"

Lyra asked while looking at Ron's disappearing figure on the stairs. Didn't Varn warn them not to go there unless they were called?

"It is fine. Just say whether you want to?"

Ian said with a calm smile as if he didn't take the warning to heart.

"Then... if it's okay, let's go?"

Lyra, of course, wanted to go to the top of the ship and admire the scenery with her favorite person. It was just that she didn't know if it might cause Ian some trouble.

"Then, it is decided."

Ian nodded and was about to leave with Lyra when he suddenly remembered another person.

Turning around, he looked at the girl staring at the vast ocean ahead, seemingly lost in a trance, and asked,

"What about you? Do you want to go too?"

After all, she had come with them, and it didn't feel right to leave her out.

"Hm? Me? Oh... no, no. I'm fine here. You two go and have fun. I'm feeling a little unwell with all this shaking, so I might go inside to rest a bit."

Aurora was surprised at first but then hurriedly denied his invitation, not wanting to be a third wheel.

And, feeling they might insist, she quickly made an excuse about her sickness to avoid the situation.

"Alright then, be sure to take care of yourself. If you want, you can come to me at any time."

Ian could see she felt awkward and was clearly lying about her sickness, but he didn't expose her.

Instead, he asked her to take care of herself, gave her an option, and slowly left with Lyra, who was smiling beautifully as always.

He had extended the invitation; it was up to Aurora to accept or not. He wasn't going to go out of his way to take her to the top deck.

After all, she still wasn't his, was she?

It might sound kinda selfish this way, but Ian didn't mind being one.

"Okay, thank you."

Aurora replied in a low voice, smiling in response, and then looked at Ian and Lyra's disappearing figures along the stairs toward the top deck, a bit lost in her thoughts.

'I can come to you anytime I want, huh?'

She recalled Ian's last words, finding them quite to her liking.

'But what use is a weak me… if I can't stand by his side?'

She thought bitterly, the weight of her own incompetence pressing down on her. Enjoy new tales from My Virtual Library Empire

The more she dwelled on it, the more frustrated she became.

Previously, although she was quite sad about being a Voidborn, she didn't care too much as long as she could leave this continent and escape that whisper.

But she didn't know what had happened.

In just a single day, her thoughts had jumbled, and she grew more and more concerned about the weight of her existence and the path that lay ahead.

Then, as if recalling something, a hesitant thought suddenly surfaced in her mind—a bit dangerous yet oddly tempting.

'Should I summon her?'

She still hadn't forgotten the last words she heard in her mind at that time in Ignisia Tower.

'She did say she could help me… and once I leave this place, I might never get another chance again.'

Aurora was in a dilemma, as for the first time, she wanted to become stronger not for herself but for someone else, without even realizing the truth.

And while Aurora was lost in her thoughts, looking at the couple's disappearing figures, there was someone else watching them as well, though for a different reason.

'Tch... he indeed has some connection with that Wizard.'

Carl gnashed his teeth as he watched Ian make his way toward the top, seemingly unconcerned about the earlier warning.

'You just realized that? Kid, aren't you too slow?'

Ruther replied in his mind, speechless, causing Carl's attention to shift toward him.

'Can you shut up? Didn't you say you have a nice First-Ring spell model? Teach me now. I want to become a true First-Ring Wizard as soon as possible.'

Carl spoke with rare enthusiasm.

'Hm? Are you sure? Look, that girl is finally alone now, you know? It's the perfect time to start a good conversation.'

Ruther suggested, finding Carl too dense in this regard.

He was always tailgating when Aurora was with Ian, and now that she was alone, he wanted to practice?

'How can this kid gain anyone this way unless luck drops the girl into his lap directly?'

Ruther thought bitterly.

'Okay, you don't need to chide me. I know what's important. Didn't you say with enough strength I can get anyone easily? Let's go and get stronger as soon as I can. What's wrong with that?'

Carl shot back, causing Ruther to become speechless.

However, Ruther had indeed said that before, though the situation was different, so he didn't bother to argue and agreed to teach him some good spells from his arsenal.

"Oh, it is finally moving."

"Wow, so fast."

"Look, is that the mana barrier?"

"Woah, just like when we were teleporting before."

"Look, the harbor is already so far. How can it be so fast? Why can't I feel it?"

And while Ian, Aurora, and Carl were preoccupied with their own thoughts, the 'Silver Gull' finally finished its preparations and set sail on the Deepsire, amidst the frenzied shouts of the Wizard apprentices, full of hope and dreams for the upcoming continent.