"Oh?" Andrew’s heart skipped a beat; he hadn’t expected Pasha to have such keen insight.
The large-scale sensory magic she ntioned was naturally his "Water Spirit Sensing."
It’s one of the basic spells mastered when one initially becos a Water Mage. It’s incredibly useful, and Andrew has never put it down. Every ti he breaks through a tier, he upgrades his Water Spirit Sensing to a higher level.
Nowadays, the Water Spirit Sensing, in a sense, is no longer the sa as it was before.
Instead, it’s a sensory magic crafted by Andrew using his Water Magic Lord profession, specifically tailored for him.
The scope of its sensing is beyond just large; it’s practically—okay, it’s just extraordinarily large...
"Yes, I do have a sensory magic with a relatively good coverage." Andrew nodded.
Simultaneously, he secretly reminded himself that the water mages in this Outer Battlefield are his kin, completely different from the Earth Fire Mages and Warm Fire Mages in the Fla Realm.
Water Mages are noticeably more sensitive and ticulous in perception ability compared to Fire Mages.
Keep in mind, Water Spirit Sensing is a shapeless magic, unrelated to whether the magic power goes shapeless or not. Even when cast with "shapeless" magic power, it’s still shapeless, just with a range twice as large as when the magic attribute is hidden.
"So what would you like to help with?"
Andrew asked further, "If you want to be constantly cautious of enemy attacks and remain vigilant, I am already doing so." He added in his mind, "Yet till now, I haven’t detected even a hair from the Magic Guild mbers!"
Pasha said, "I certainly know you are on high alert. Um, the favor I want from you is... actually..."
She hesitated for a mont before finally gathering courage and saying, "I’m trying to say, if you discover our allies rather than the guys from the Magic Guild, could you... not rescue them, not contact them, just don’t do anything, would that be possible?"
Andrew listened attentively.
Upon hearing Pasha ntion "Magic Guild," he felt slightly relieved. Why was he afraid to speak or inquire more earlier? Because Andrew didn’t even know if the water mages on this Outer Battlefield referred to the Magic Guild as the Magic Guild, given they’ve been separated from the Fla Realm for so long! Now it seems, the Magic Guild of the Fla Realm is indeed called the Magic Guild here.
This is certainly good news, indicating there are Magic Guild mbers in this Outer Battlefield; it’s just currently unknown where they are.
However, when Andrew heard Pasha say "if you encounter our allies, don’t rescue, don’t contact, don’t do anything," he was stunned: "You... what did you say?"
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...
The flow of ti in the Outer Battlefield doesn’t entirely match the Fla Realm.
When Andrew was teleported to this Outer Battlefield, it was still dayti, but now it was gradually turning to night.
The sea beca pitch black beneath the night sky, like a silent monster ready to devour anything.
Whoosh—
A Mini Fire Dragon skimd the sea surface at extrely high speed!
Such high speed combined with a flight altitude almost hugging the sea surface should logically cause a strong wind pressure, plowing a long trace on the sea surface.
In reality, however, the Fire Dragon flew rapidly without stirring any ripples; not even the wind’s direction was altered by this Mini Fire Dragon released by Holy Son Lick.
It was a pure magic life condensed from soul power, lacking physical form and weight.
It appeared as a dark crimson shadow in the night.
When passing over a section of the sea, it abruptly paused in mid-air, as if sensing sothing.
This sea area was where Andrew and Pasha had encountered each other not long ago.
After Andrew followed Pasha and left here, he specifically camouflaged his tracks.
Within limited ti, he erased whatever traces he could.
More importantly, Andrew made so "misleading" arrangents, just in case.
In tracking and counter-tracking, Andrew had consulted Ivan for so easy and practical tips, not particularly brilliant but certainly effective.
Now the Mini Fire Dragon stopped at the scene, then moved erratically, hovering a few tis before displaying a humanoid expression of mockery: "Trying to mislead , eh? Ha, pathetic trick, utterly laughable!"
Strings of misty red light radiated outward like a network from the Mini Fire Dragon.
Just like red ink splashed on a white paper called "Night," gradually outlining so previously invisible yet undoubtedly existent "traces."
Andrew and Pasha, not long ago departing from here towards headquarters, had their shadows faintly rendered and replayed on the sea surface in the night, fully exposing Andrew’s misleading arrangents.
"So it’s... this direction?" The Mini Fire Dragon quickly determined the direction, its wings flapping without stirring any wind, its small body arrowing forward once more.
This ti, the Mini Fire Dragon was even faster than before.
Yet it didn’t make a sound.
Instead, it beca increasingly silent, like a ghost.
...
...
anwhile, on Andrew and Pasha’s side.
"What does this an? You want , if I discover other companions, not to offer aid?" Andrew asked in surprise, confirming he hadn’t misheard, "Why is that?"
"Because if you recklessly help or contact them, you might end up harming them instead!" Pasha said, "If I sensed correctly, you’ve been probing—not just watching out for enemies but also searching for our other companions—right?"
Andrew remained silent.
Indeed, he’s been continuously probing the presence and tracks of other water mages.
Pasha continued, "I understand your sentint, but if you truly want to help others, you must not impact our primary mission."
Andrew felt sowhat speechless and helpless upon hearing this. When Pasha initially asked if he could assist, he had responded, "As long as it doesn’t interfere with the primary mission," and now it seed he was the one potentially causing interference?
Simultaneously, Andrew was genuinely puzzled or curious: "What exactly is the current situation in this Outer Battlefield?"
From Pasha’s implication, it seed as though many other water mages were injured and hiding, and if he discovered them and aided them, it might expose their whereabouts, leading them to be discovered by Magic Guild mbers?
Andrew looked afar, seeing only vast oceans and islands, with no sight of others besides himself and Pasha.
The sa scene, now through Andrew’s eyes, had a different implication: "Perhaps this battlefield that doesn’t look like one is indeed a real battlefield! Except now, the combatants aren’t ’fighting,’ but rather... ’playing hide-and-seek’?"
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