The bombardment targets lay far out at sea, and Ellen raced toward them with all his strength.
Although he was reluctant to accept that he was somehow a magnet for cannon fire, he was willing to believe in that superstition if it meant winning the match.
But before Ellen could board the first target warship, a sailing warship three hundred meters away took a precise hit.
The cannonball flew in a straight, smooth line, without the slightest arc. In the blink of an eye, it struck its target before the report even reached him.
Shocking! No, shock no longer did the Mage Hunter justice. This was staggering.
During his time at the Snowforest Town training camp, Ellen had often heard Instructor Number Zero grumble. The only way to defeat magic was with magic. Failing that, there were always high-level Stealth Users.
But now, Ellen's entire understanding had been overturned.
Young Master Rowan had named the Mage Hunter's launching device the Field Cannon.
The cannon's name sounded a little strange, but that was beside the point. What mattered was the speed of the cannonballs it fired.
During training, a qualified stealth Class Practitioner often used the sound barrier as a benchmark for how quickly they could launch a dagger.
This was an essential skill for a High-Rank Rogue. Ellen was a level-three stealth Class Practitioner, stuck in the middle ranks, neither high nor low. He was already fast, but compared with Number Zero, his instructor's attack speed was beyond imagination.
In battles between high-level Class Practitioners, high-level stealth practitioners held the advantage.
First, Stealth Users could choose when to strike. At equal levels, ordinary Archmages and Paladins could not immediately pinpoint their position, allowing them to seize the initiative.
Second, Stealth Users were fast. Battles between high-ranking Class Practitioners were always