Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 318: 125. Stars? No, door! —3

She pointed at the two of them.

The black bat on her shoulder spread its wings, revealing an inverted triangle-shaped head and cold, glowing black eyes.

The black bat opened its fang-filled mouth, hissing at Parker and Sawyer.

“Squeak!”

The bat’s screech quickly escalated in pitch, changing from a sharp sound to an ultrasonic wave beyond human hearing.

Parker and Sawyer turned pale, falling back with blood spraying from their nostrils.

As they fell to the ground, the black bat burst with a bang, turning into a swarm of bats that pounced, seemingly intent on tearing the two to shreds and draining their blood.

Parker quickly raised his arm, shouting:

“Wait! I’ll talk!”

The swarm of bats hovered overhead, looking like a dark cloud above the two men.

“We-we…we came here to find the Bone-mending Wand.” Parker waved his arm, trying to drive the bats away from his head.

“Yes, yes, that’s right, we came here to find the Bone-mending Wand,” Sawyer echoed.

Fugidia idly toyed with a small bat on her finger while saying casually: “Keep talking; don’t wait for me to ask. I only give you one minute.”

Parker struggled to sit up halfway, propping his upper body with his arm:

“We suspect that the disappearance of the Bone-mending Wand has nothing to do with Elemental Judgment, so we thought we’d come and investigate the last place it was sensed.”

“Hmm,” Fugidia hummed noncommittally, “is that all? I told you I’m not patient, so don’t wait for me to ask.”

The swarm of bats descended rapidly, engulfing Parker and Sawyer.

“Aah!”

Screams of pain emanated from the pair within the circle of bats.

“No, no! I’ll talk, I’ll talk, stop!”

“We’ll talk! We’ll talk!”

Parker and Sawyer now understood that Fugidia didn’t care about their lives at all, not in the slightest.

Even as they screamed themselves hoarse, cast “Magic Shield,” and drew their wands to fight back, the swarm of bats showed no signs of retreating.

Their shields crumbled like paper under the bat’s sharp fangs. The Death Rays that shot from their wands proved to be even more useless, causing no disturbance whatsoever.

“We came to kidnap Philia! We came to kidnap Philia!” Parker screamed.

“Yes, we came to kidnap Philia!” Sawyer echoed.

The swarm of bats not only didn’t stop but intensified, tearing large chunks of flesh from both men.

Fugidia chuckled lightly:

“Oh, so you intend to target a First Level Magic Research Institute’s wizard student. Then I can kill both of you without any issues. And I can even collect a reward from Elemental Judgment. Hehe, such a good fortune.”

“Hiss-hiss-” The sound of tearing and blood droplets emerged from the swarm of bats, accompanied by cries of torment.

Parker screamed in terror:

“Stop! Stop! I’ll create a magic scroll to sense the Bone-mending Wand and give it to you!”

“Yes, yes! We’ll create a magic scroll to sense the Bone-mending Wand and give it to you!” Sawyer repeated.

The swarm of bats dispersed, leaving the two battered men alone and hovering overhead.

“You only have half a minute to create the scroll. I guess making a small sensing-type magic shouldn’t be that difficult.”

Fugidia began to count down:

“30, 29, 28…”

Trembling, Parker fumbled in his pocket, eventually pulling out a blank piece of sheepskin parchment to draw a magic scroll.

Just before the countdown hit zero, he threw the parchment and yelled:

“This Death Magic scroll requires Professor Dekart’s Authorization. Only the magic scrolls we make can bypass this step! You won’t be able to get the scroll if you kill us!”

“Yeah, you need to work with us…” Sawyer repeated.

“Shut up, Sawyer,” Parker snapped, his temper frayed by Fugidia’s torment.

Sawyer closed his mouth and fell silent.

“This is the only way you two will survive, idiots,” Fugidia sneered and waved her right hand, recalling the swarm of bats, which turned into black smoke and disappeared into her collar.

“I only want the core of the Bone-mending Wand. You can take the rest. Any objections?”

“…No, none.” Parker shook his head dejectedly.

Sawyer kept his mouth shut and shook his head as well.

“Alright then. You two continue creating magic scrolls to sense the Bone-mending Wand. Don’t try to slack off or resist. My pets will be watching.” Fugidia summoned two black bats to monitor every move the two men made.

She first checked if the magic scroll was usable and then infused it with Death Energy.

This disposable sensing-type magic scroll was activated. It transformed into dark spell light within one-tenth of a second, flowing into Fugidia’s forehead.

“Huh?”

Fugidia furrowed her brow, her hair stirring without wind. A faint, pulsing magical aura emitted from her body.

“Did you sense the location of the Bone-mending Wand?” Parker asked while drawing the magic scroll.

Fugidia was a Third-Ring Wizard, her power a level higher than both Parker and Sawyer.

While sensing the Bone-mending Wand, Fugidia’s sensitivity to it would far surpass the pair’s.

Maybe they both could use her power to find the Bone-mending Wand.. Although they would lose the wand’s core, that was still better than not finding a trace of the wand at all, right?