Escape

However, everyone remained silent; no one responded to his words, but instead whispered among themselves.

"What does he want with Hyde?"

"I don't know, is it Hyde, the one whose younger brother is an apprentice at the Transmutation School?"

"Didn't Hyde say yesterday that the checks were strict lately and he wasn't coming? Why is the other party still looking for him?"

Seemingly having overheard the whispers below, Ka'erfu's face darkened, as if his plans had failed.

At that moment, the captain of the law enforcement team ran over, whispered a few words in his ear, and then Ka'erfu, beaming, said:

"Then let's do it this way."

After saying that, he began to move away from the place where the stench was clearly noticeable.

Then the captain of the law enforcement officers addressed the crowd:

"Hyde has been captured, mission accomplished. Just search them once more."

He pointed to the unconscious Mercenary on the ground, Mercenary probably didn't know that he was about to change his name.

For Ka'erfu, who Hyde was was not important; what mattered was Hyde's deeds and the recognition from the group of Transmutation School who had dealt with him. As long as he reported this matter, the Necromancy School could use it to launch an attack.

The real Hyde will probably have to change his name in the future if he wants to avoid getting involved in the battle between the two School.

Fran breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. It turned out they weren't after Belori's body. However, she was also curious as to why they were making such a fuss just to catch a corpse dealer.

"Come here, I have a few questions for you."

One of the law enforcement officers pointed at Fran and said that Fran had followed him to a more open area.

"Name?"

"Rod..." Fran spoke in a slightly mature male voice, but it was Voice-Changing Potion she had drunk before coming, which could change her voice depending on the ingredients.

What are you doing here?

"I am a member of the Transmutation School, here to deliver my crippled corpse."

The law enforcement officer scribbled something down on a piece of paper and then said:

Can I see your face?

"...Okay." Fran waited two seconds before speaking.

Then, she slowly removed the black cloth covering her face, revealing a hideous face.

Half of her face is now covered with unsightly scars, and her skin is reddish-black. The other half has many small wounds and scabs on it.

However, it can also be seen that the face is clearly male.

This is a magic mask that Fran bought from the Apprentice Market for two Gold Coin. When she first bought it, there were no scars on it, but Fran deliberately made her face look like this according to the included tutorial.

"An explosion occurred accidentally during the experiment."

Seeing that the enforcer hadn't spoken for a while, Fran knew he was somewhat frightened by her face, so she calmly explained.

The law enforcement officer's breathing quickened, and he paused for a moment before asking the next question.

"Does it have School's emblem?"

"I forgot to bring it; I thought I was just here to dump a corpse."

Fran explained that it wasn't that she didn't want to make a copy, but rather that no one on the market dared to imitate the badge. She wanted to make one herself, but she wasn't clear on the details, so she had to give up.

As it turns out, the enforcers, unlike the School's administrators, didn't directly question the apprentices about why they weren't wearing badges, which was a disgrace to their School.

"Then you can go back over there. I can't let you go without the badge. You can only leave after we've finished checking everyone. That's our rule. Please understand."

Fran did not respond and silently returned to the crowd.

This is something she can't help; she should just bear with it a little longer.

Fran then saw that the apprentices who showed their badges were asked a couple more questions and then let go. The apprentices who, like her, couldn't produce badges also returned to the crowd.

"I hope nothing else goes wrong," Fran thought to herself, looking at the dwindling number of people who hadn't been questioned.

"Investigator... Sir, please come quickly!"

A law enforcement officer, his face contorted with terror, emerged carrying a body bag, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Damn, how did they find this... Looks like I have no choice but to take action." Fran frowned, thinking to herself.

Fran glanced at Ka'erfu, who was walking towards the enforcer, knowing that as long as she took him down, she could run away. Imperceptible magical fluctuations began to appear on her hands.

Ka'erfu walked curiously toward the law enforcement officer and said:

"What did you find?"

"It's the one you mentioned..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ka'erfu suddenly sensed a danger approaching from behind, but Ka'erfu was unable to react in time.

With a 'click', a yellow shield lit up beside Ka'erfu, barely blocking the attack and giving Ka'erfu time to react.

However, Ka'erfu has spent the last few years preparing for the Investigator exam, which tests very little about combat and mostly tests knowledge of the Alliance's laws, not combat ability.

So he only cast a spell to [Command Evil Spirit], but the evil spirits he cultivated were not the kind that could be easily scattered by a spell.

With a "crack," Ka'erfu knew his shield had shattered, but his demonic energy had already appeared behind his opponent. As soon as the demonic energy launched its attack...

However, Ka'erfu felt a tremendous force gripping the back of his neck, as if it were about to crush his bones. Along with that, he also felt the familiar magical fluctuations.

[Disorderly Touch], a basic spell of the Transmutation School, causes those who come into contact with it to feel nauseous, dizzy, and unbearably uncomfortable, directly controlling them and making it difficult for them to move.

It sounds like a very powerful control skill, but in actual combat it is difficult to work for various reasons. First, it requires your Mental Power to be higher than your opponent's, and second, you need to be able to touch your opponent.

We're all mages, wouldn't it be better to cast spells together from a distance? Why do I have to fight you at close range?

In actual combat, almost all mages will subconsciously create distance, regardless of who their opponent is, so this spell is somewhat of a liability.

If I want to control the opponent, wouldn't it be better to use a [Stunning Ray]? Why stick close to them? That's why this spell is rarely used, which is also the reason why the spell power of the Transmutation School is low, making it difficult to find opportunities to use it.

"Formal Mage?!"

Ka'erfu could sense that his opponent not only possessed greater Mental Power than him, a mage who had advanced two years prior, but also seemed to have magical expertise from the Transmutation School, which resulted in him being completely suppressed.

This is because Fran's Mental Power increased to 10.7 after meeting the advancement requirements of the Transmutation School, making it very useful for casting this spell.

Ka'erfu was now feeling dizzy and nauseous... The amplification of spell effects brought by that powerful Mental Power was no joke, especially since his defenses had been breached at close range.

He's currently unable to concentrate on casting spells and seems about to faint at any moment, but as soon as his evil spirit attacks...

Wait, where's my evil spirit? Why hasn't it interrupted the opponent's spell yet?

Just before he fainted, Ka'erfu saw his evil spirit fall from the sky, and a transparent hand pressed down on the spirit's neck, pinning it to the ground, unable to move.