Mage Throne
33 . bad luck

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He knew that if he didn't have any special methods, he would probably lose his life today. At most, he would be buried with the entire ship. The black-robed Charles quickly tied the rope around his waist to the outermost fence, signaling the adjutant to watch his back. Then he jumped out of the railing, trying to find a target.

Brand followed suit. The two mages stretched their upper bodies out side by side. In order to prevent the staff from being accidentally lost, Brand put the Song of Destiny back into his dimensional bag.

Just as the two of them were thinking about how to make their move, a fat man in a mage's robe stumbled up the gangway at the stern under the protection of a sailor." Wait... wait..." The fat man's movements were extremely clumsy. Fortunately, the sailor beside him was not small. Otherwise, he would have fallen off the fence sooner or later.

" Wait... this, if it's useful... huff..." Fatty was as tall as Brand, and his slightly plump belly made his robe look strange. After it was wet, he looked even more comical.

This person was White, the potion mage who had been promoted to the 8th Rank. It was said that he was even more of a nerd than Brand. Ever since he had entered the Intermediate Rank, he had not learned a proper spell. He had been relying on self-study and asking for advice everywhere, but he was actually very good at magic potions. Even the Three Great Academies had noticed this Intermediate Mage who did not do his job properly. In view of Fatty White's persistence and hard work, as well as his small achievements, the senior mages in charge of the assessment this year thought that they might as well let him pass grade-8 and focus on researching potions. Perhaps he could create something new. The world of magic was so vast, and he might become another strange genius in the future.

Logically speaking, there was no need to specialize in potions and mages at the front line, but Fatty said with conviction," The mountains there are very different from the prefectural city of Hubble in the southeast of the Empire. Even the ingredients used for potions are very different. As a Mage who is determined to develop in the field of potions, how can I not go there to broaden my horizons?" This was good. Everyone was afraid of running away, but Warter took the initiative to run over with a smile.

With the help of his fellow sailors, Fatty, who had climbed up with great difficulty, stuffed three bottles of Weak Mana Potions each to the other two mages who were holding onto the guardrail. They were even in glass tubes that could be inserted into the empty spaces of the scrolls in the mage robes. He had quite the personality. The 'weak' in the name of the 'weak mana potion' did not mean that its effects were much worse than the 'light mana potion'. It was just that its effects were slower, but its duration was longer. Therefore, it was also called the' weak mana regeneration potion'.

He raised his head and downed a bottle." The taste isn't as good as the one in the Mage Tower." Brand actually had the mood to comment on the taste. Although it was a slow recovery, as a mage, he could still feel his mana growing. The mana that had been consumed by more than half was gradually recovering, which was especially beneficial for the battle below. Fatty wanted to push it down, but he seemed to have thought of something. He took out a dry grayish-white thing from his pocket and split it into two and handed it to the two of them.

" Flaming Mushrooms. Once dried, the effects won't be reduced. Eating them will strengthen all fire magic to a certain extent in a short period of time," Fatty said with the wind. He gulped down a mouthful of rainwater and squatted under the guardrail, refusing to get up.

Ciel, who knew a lot about magic potions, was looking at the Flame Mushroom that didn't look very good. Brand knew that it was true, so he swallowed it without hesitation. Charles did not hesitate. He flipped his hand and swallowed the potion. The ingredients of the potion did not taste good anyway. Eating slowly would only add to the pain.

They didn't feel anything in their stomachs, but there seemed to be some subtle changes in their blood vessels. It was as if a burning sensation was spreading in their blood vessels, but the burning sensation was indescribably comfortable, especially on such a rainy night at sea. This warmth made Brand and Charles feel refreshed.

The two of them did not waste any more time. With the help of the rope, the adjutant, and Marcus, they stretched their upper bodies out. Although they collided several times in the process, it felt like the multi-headed sea snake was taking turns to test and did not use its full strength.!

Things were a little abnormal. Could it be that the sea snake had such high intelligence? Or was it their own characteristics? Brand, who had nothing against sirens, was a little flustered. Although he could not see Ciel's expression, the black-robed mage must be feeling a little troubled. No matter what, this problem had to be resolved as soon as possible!

He simply treated the sea snakes as if they were whack-a-mole. With Fireball in his left hand and Frostfire in his right hand, Brand hit the sea snake that had just emerged. The two attacks caused the snake to roar. Just when the mage thought that the snake would dive down to avoid the attack, the snake's head suddenly raised high and spat out a dark green smoke.

The other two snake heads opened their mouths wide and headed straight for the mage. Ciel, who had been paying attention when Brand attacked, prepared an electric shock to hit the right head of the sea snake. White, who saw the danger through the gap in the guardrail, took out a glass tube from somewhere and threw it with a simple gesture, hitting the left snake head.

With a muffled boom, the small glass tube exploded with a loud noise after hitting its target accurately. Black-red flames burned on the snake's head and neck, and the two heads of the sea snake let out an ear-piercing roar almost at the same time.

However, the dark green poisonous smoke from the head in the middle was not blown away by the strong wind. Fortunately, the lieutenant and Marcus saw it. They desperately hugged the legs of the mages guarding them and quickly took two steps back, sitting on the deck. The ink cloud brushed past the heads of the two mages who had almost been hit, causing them to break out in cold sweat.

However, both Brand and Ciel did not feel too good at the moment. Their minds were not very clear, and their hands and feet seemed to be out of control. Although they were not directly sprayed by the poisonous cloud, they were still blown by the wind and inhaled some poisonous gas. Fortunately, Fatty, who saw the signs, quickly stuffed a strip of cloth that was even more smelly than the poisonous cloud into their nostrils. It might have been stained with some kind of medicine. After a few breaths, Brand and Charles spat out a mouthful of green saliva.

Green mucus that looked like snot seeped out of their nostrils. Fortunately, the wind and rain were heavy, and the two of them had no time to think about their manners. They touched it casually, and the dizziness in their heads seemed to have lessened a lot. However, their combat strength was basically exhausted. They barely managed to take care of two multi-headed sea snakes. Could it be that they really had no other choice?!

On the other hand, the fat potion mage seemed to be completely oblivious to the situation as he continued to explain the stinky cloth." Rotten moss. Although it grows in poisonous swamps, it has a certain degree of resistance to all kinds of poisons. Fortunately, the poison wasn't too deep, or I wouldn't have been able to make an antidote in a short period of time." He still couldn't forget his professionalism at a time like this.

The people in the combat cabin below seemed to have opened up a downward groove in the firing port under the command of the captain. They used boxes, cargo bags, and wooden barrels to support the crossbow machine. When the people on the deck were exhausted, they finally forced the multi-headed sea snake to retreat a few positions with the force of the heavy arrows.

On the other side of the ship, the sound of the sea snake crashing into the ship came from the other side!! What should he do if he was attacked from both sides? On the other side, even if there were more or less sailors waiting in the combat cabin, they were still mainly on the side of the battle. Moreover, expanding the firing range was not something that could be done in a short period of time.

They had no choice but to use all their strength. The few people on the deck either climbed or grabbed all the fixed objects on the deck to turn to the other side of the ship as quickly as possible.

Calm down! He reminded himself that the more dangerous the situation was, the more he needed to stay calm. However, Brand, who had always been learning to travel back and forth between home and home, was not an experienced veteran. Even so, he was already doing well. Even Charles, who was level-10, was not so good.

The two mages who had been working together for the time being looked at each other, their words implying," What should we do now?!”

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