"Damn it, damn it!"
Elsewhere, Lucien stared at the Space Ring dug out of the ground, his face twisted with rage.
Downs, standing beside him, looked equally awful.
It had happened far too suddenly.
Everything had been going smoothly. They should have taken the mine without trouble, then obtained the Deep Blue No. 1 Potion.
But with Charles and the others appearing, they were finished.
That group had essentially been wiped out here, and Blackstone School would never let them off.
And not just Blackstone School—the Horton School would be the same.
So they had no choice now. They could only take the resources and flee far away.
"It must have been that brat Ian. Before he came, nothing went wrong. And with the warning Wizard Array in place, not even a third-rank wizard could have slipped in directly."
Lucien gritted his teeth, his features savage.
Even if they left with the resources now, the risks would be immense, and they still lacked the necessary potions.
They could only wait until they had sold off this batch of ore outside before buying them.
And there might not even be a channel through which to purchase them.
"Boss, we should get out of here quickly."
Downs was still shaken to the core.
For so long, the oppressive authority of the schools had weighed upon him so heavily that merely remaining in this region filled him with fear.
That was why, when someone had pursued them from behind just now—
he had not even dared to glance back, only running for his life.
"You're right."
Lucien nodded.
He had noticed that Ian was the one chasing them, but now was not the time to deal with him.
They had to leave this place quickly.
"As for Ian, one day I'll return to