Escape

From Finnesa’s still-unrecovered vision, it was clear his healing magic had not restored his sight. This was the first time healing magic had failed to work on a wound.

Logically speaking, the only thing that should affect the efficacy of healing magic was his own sequence rank.

With the healing magic Finnesa currently possessed, simply regrowing a limb was something he could achieve with a bit of effort.

Finnesa walked over to the Scrying Mirror; it was the only mirror he could find.

After confirming that the previous attack would not reoccur, Finnesa moved closer to the mirror’s surface, wanting to observe the condition of his wound.

The bullet that had emerged from the Scrying Mirror was originally aimed at Finnesa’s glabella. If he hadn’t reacted quickly enough, turning his head so the bullet just passed by, it wouldn’t have been as simple as his right eye being grazed and exploding.

Finnesa would have been lying stiffly on the ground.

However, it was better not to have looked. After truly seeing the afflicted area of his eye, Finnesa wore an expression of disbelief.

In the mirror, the bleeding from his eye socket had been stopped by the healing magic, and the exploded eyeball had been completely restored under the magic’s effect.

On the surface, Finnesa looked no different than he did before the injury.

Only he knew that the vision in his right eye had not returned. The moment he closed his left eye, he was plunged into a world of darkness.

“The healing magic didn’t fail to work…”

Finnesa’s voice was hoarse and dry. This news was even more difficult for him to accept than the healing magic not working at all.

If the healing magic hadn’t taken effect, it could be that the opponent’s attack was stronger than his, but this…

…then he could seize the opportunity to regain his sight.

But if, like now, his vision had not returned even after the healing magic took effect, then there was only one explanation: the attack he had suffered was not merely a physical wound.

“Damn you, Yuffie.”

Finnesa had already placed the blame for this on Yuffie’s head.

If she had warned him in time, he wouldn’t have been so impulsive as to attack a Sequence Six witch.

This trip to Laita City had brought Finnesa nothing but losses. He hadn’t gained a single benefit and was even returning with an injury.

Su Ran was unaware of Finnesa’s impotent rage.

She hadn’t even paid attention to the specific effects of the magic essence bullet she had fired, let alone the reaction of the peeper in the dark after being hit.

Under the watchful eyes of the knights, Su Ran and the three others had almost flown out of Noda Forest’s range.

Perhaps due to her sequence rank, Isa’s magic essence was gradually failing to keep up with the recovery rate after flying out of Noda Forest. Her smooth forehead was covered in dense beads of sweat.

Glancing at the system’s built-in map, Su Ran asked in a low voice, “Can you hold on a little longer? We’ve only just left Noda Forest.

At this distance, the Church’s knights can catch up at any time.”

It seemed that even after mastering the Elven Wings magic, one’s own sequence rank was a crucial factor for using it freely.

She had originally thought that mastering Elven Wings would allow them to travel unimpeded in the sky, but it seemed she had been thinking too simply.

Let alone Isa, even Maimai, who had been taking blood-replenishing potions for several days, now had an unhealthy pallor on her face.

Although, for a group of weak witches like themselves, flying all the way to the eastern border city was not realistic.

“Lady Su Ran, once we cross the mountain ahead, it won’t be so easy for those Church knights to pursue us.”

At that moment, Philly, who was following beside Su Ran, stepped forward to offer a suggestion. As a Sequence Four, she still looked to be at ease.

“Philly, you take Maimai. I’ll take Isa, and we’ll go together.”

Worried that forcing the two to push on would cause problems, Su Ran and Philly each took one of them and continued to fly towards the mountain ahead.

After flying over the mountain, it wasn’t long before a new city appeared before their eyes.

“The city ahead is called Blackstone City. Because of a nearby mountain, there’s a considerable detour required between it and Laita City.”

Philly timely introduced the city before them to Su Ran and Isa.

She and Maimai had stayed in Blackstone City before due to a mission.

Since it was already past the time for entering the city, Su Ran and the others did not choose to enter now. Instead, they found a secluded spot and took out the previously stored house for the group to rest and recuperate.

Thankfully, releasing the house didn’t require Su Ran to say any particularly embarrassing incantations, otherwise, she might have had to protest to the system.

A small, two-story villa appeared out of thin air. Isa and the others’ current accommodation was much better than camping in the wild; they didn’t even need tents.

Returning to the house and sitting on the soft sofa, Isa finally truly relaxed.

Philly and Maimai’s expressions also relaxed simultaneously. Clearly, for them, being in this house brought a sense of security.

“Lady Su Ran, shall we rent a carriage in Blackstone City tomorrow morning?”

Since the magic essence consumption of Elven Wings was too much for Isa and Maimai to bear, their mode of transportation to the eastern border needed to be changed.

Philly planned to travel to the eastern border in the same way they had come to Laita.

However, unlike when they came, the journey to the eastern border would involve more and more inspections, and might even require direct contact with Holy Stones to ensure no witches were mixed in.

After all, the Witch’s Society’s main base was located in Tukulu. To prevent witches from the Theocracy from escaping, the Church would surely have imposed martial law on the roads to the eastern border.

Only by traveling with merchant caravans that moved between multiple locations, combined with special witch abilities, could Philly and the others freely enter the Theocracy for their activities.

“Our schedule isn’t too tight, so let’s take a carriage.”

Looking at Isa and Maimai’s condition, Su Ran nodded in agreement with Philly’s proposal.

Actually, it didn’t matter to her. Since the Witch Game’s perspective was locked on Isa, she could appear as long as Isa was present.

Taking a carriage now was mainly to accommodate Maimai, who was still in her recovery period.

As for Isa, Su Ran glanced at her status in the system.

[Sequence Two, Current Magic Essence: One hundred ninety-nine]

With just a little more time, Isa would be able to enter Sequence Three.

At that time, the problem of Elven Wings’ consumption would be greatly alleviated for Isa.

“Since everyone is here, I happen to have a question for you all.”

After a series of unexpected events, Su Ran took this opportunity to ask them about the matter of the magic essence circuit.