The Fool Might Be Contagious

"Is that so..."

Lan Qingyou nodded thoughtfully after hearing him out.

"Actually, it's not just people. Even an unmanned boat or an inorganic Magic Puppet would trigger the same response if it got close."

Old Nemo took out his pipe and began packing it with tobacco as he reminded them.

"How about this? You all wait here while I go up for a closer look."

At Old Nemo's reminder, Lan Qingyou nodded again, then pointed upward.

She'd already been holding herself back.

Now that the conversation had reached a lull, there was no need to keep restraining herself.

And so—

After explaining things to everyone, Lan Qingyou mounted her Magic Broom and flew toward the edge of the barrier.

Just as Nemo had said,

when Lan Qingyou neared the edge of the barrier, the seawater pressed against it began to boil as if it were being heated.

The boiling grew more and more intense, building into enormous waves.

The gentle breeze over the sea gradually turned into a raging gale.

The sunlight remained unchanged.

There were no dark clouds or lightning.

The wind and waves had appeared out of nowhere.

The entire transformation had taken no more than three to five seconds.

But so long as something contained Magic Power, it couldn't escape a witch's Magic Eye.

All these surface phenomena were merely the Magic Circuits on the barrier at work.

Of course—

Though Lan Qingyou had used the mild-sounding word "effect" to describe it,

the Magic Array's creator had certainly achieved the intended "effect" if it hit someone.

In short, waves of this magnitude could really kill.

Lan Qingyou tipped the nose of her broom upward and immediately flew higher into the sky.

As she flew, she carefully studied the symbols, patterns, and Magic Circuits on the barrier.

But