Magician in Type-Moon

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After sensing the threat, the son of the Fuhai Forest, the source of the trees, began to reveal its true form.

The surrounding branches, like countless sharp whips, attacked him relentlessly.

The biting wind carried icy spikes, like sharp arrows, and with a chilling force, it hurtled towards Hansa's body.

He deftly flipped in mid-air, his hands rapidly manipulating the black keys, instantly severing several approaching demonic branches, and then used the momentum to continue charging forward.

However, these branches seemed endless, extending continuously from the tree, as if mocking him.

Meanwhile, the Hanseatic League's black guns and grenades continued to bombard the area, and the sounds of explosions and trees breaking echoed in the wind and snow.

"Damn it, I was careless."

Hansa then realized how foolish his decision had been.

But it's not entirely his fault.

Because the extent of what Fu Hailin's son "Bingxuelin" had previously demonstrated was exactly the same as what was recorded in the church's previous records of campaigns against him.

Despite individual differences, they all fall within the category of high-ranking Dead Apostles.

The terrain and timing of our entry were absolutely perfect.

With this body that is over 70% sanctified, it can deliver a decisive blow if it can break through the blockade.

Chapter 296 Spiritual Veins (Two Chapters Combined)

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Wenbing Yongli's short sword almost touched Caleb's skin, its cold light flashing.

Caleb did not dodge; instead, he calmly stared at Moon Byung-yong-ri, a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

“Calm down, Wen Bingyongli.” Calleber’s voice remained steady, though tinged with weariness. “I haven’t betrayed the church, nor have I betrayed you. It’s just that there are some things that, if told to you in advance, would have a negative impact.”

Wen Bingyongli narrowed his eyes, still not putting down the dagger. He didn't believe what the other party said.

As a former magician, Yong-ri is well aware of the importance of ley line management.

If the son of Fuhailin truly controls the spiritual veins of this land, then its power far exceeds their expectations.

Caleb, however, clearly knew all this all along but chose to keep it a secret.

“I’ll ask you one more time, Calleber,” Eri Ayari said coldly, the blade lightly approaching, almost cutting her skin. “What are you still hiding? Don’t tell me this is information you discovered at the last minute.”

Calleber was silent for a moment, seemingly considering whether to continue hiding the truth.

Finally, he sighed and said in a low voice:

"Magician, the Magic Association is also involved in this matter."

“The Magic Association?” Eri Ayari repeated the word coldly. “How much of this is inside information that we don’t know? You’d better explain clearly.”

Calleber pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind.

He explained in a low voice:

“I am not entirely sent by the Church. To be precise, I am part of this cooperation. Both the Church and the Magic Association know of the existence of the Child of the Sea Forest, but they each have different intentions regarding this icy forest.”

"The Church wants to completely destroy it, while the Magic Association... on this basis proposes to seize the relics of the Son of Fuhailin."

After a moment's thought, Moon Byung-yong-ri remained vigilant and asked:

"So the information about the spiritual veins of this land was revealed to you by the Mage's Association?"

Calleber nodded, his tone slightly resigned.

“That’s right. The information about the spiritual veins of this land is under the control of the Mage Association. If we want to successfully defeat the Son of Fuhai Forest, we can only start with the spiritual veins. So we have no choice but to cooperate with the Mage Association.”

Wen Bingyongli's dagger still hung before Calleber's neck, his tone growing increasingly cold:

"So, those black keys that Hansa placed before were actually the locations of ley lines, right?"

Calleber was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Irmia's eyes flashed with a sharp, veiled disgust, reflecting her hostility.

Her fists trembled slightly, and the purple lightning on the gray ingot crackled softly in response to her emotional fluctuations.

She stared intently at Calleber, her tone filled with disdain:

"No wonder your initial goal was just to gather intelligence and conduct reconnaissance. It turns out you had already colluded with those heretical magicians."

The nun verbally abused Calleber to his face as if he were a pig.

The ash ingots covering her fists shimmered slightly in the cold air, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

Even Wenbing Yongli could sense from this that "Ah, what if the communication doesn't go smoothly and she kills the person in front of her?" and was instantly speechless.

However, this made Eri Moonbyung understand why the black priest in front of her was hiding this matter.

A sense of understanding welled up in Wen Bingyongli's heart, and she understood why the black priest in front of her, Caleb, had chosen to conceal his cooperation with the Magic Association.

Under the strict doctrines of the Holy Church, cooperating with forces like the Magic Association, which are considered "heresies," would undoubtedly violate a fundamental taboo of the Church.

The purpose of the Church of the Holy See was to "hunt heretics," and this organization differed greatly from ordinary churches.

The ordinary church emphasizes God's love, while the church practices extreme force and faith, and will never tolerate any existence that contradicts its doctrines—including magicians, dead apostles, and even all fantasy species.

The Church views magic as "blasphemy" that defiles God, and considers the mystical skills mastered by magicians as heresy that distorts the laws of the world.

Therefore, the Church has always considered it its mission to eliminate these forces, and has cultivated powerful combat organizations such as the Agents, the Knights, and the Eighth Secret Order. The existence of these trump cards is precisely to survive in the confrontation with magicians and vampires, and ultimately to win.

Although the modern church has outwardly established a certain degree of "harmonious relationship" with the Magic Association during its long struggle, the internal conflicts and private feuds have never ceased.

The Church of Christ, as an extremely large organization, is also divided into several factions.

Although each sect shares a common belief, their attitudes toward heresy differ drastically.

Sister Irmia, who was glaring at Calleber from the side, was an extreme conservative who thoroughly enjoyed her current position of being able to punish those who did not follow the Lord's teachings without hesitation.

She showed no mercy to those who strayed from the right path, which speaks volumes about her hostility towards Calleber.

The reason why no action has been taken immediately is clearly because of concerns about the current actions and their potential consequences.

The atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, as if they were about to fight each other at any moment.

Wen Bingyingli suddenly spoke up: "Who is the magician who made the deal with your side?"

Calleber paused for a moment, then replied:

"Hartles, who was then Minister of Science of Modern Magic, and the Lord of the Astronomical Sciences, Marisbury Animusfiah."

"So it was these two? That makes sense. Only people with high positions and power in the mystical world could make a deal with you."

Wen Bingyong nodded and continued to ask:

"So what was your initial plan? How did you intend to deal with the son of Fuhailin?"

“The original plan was pretty much the same as you guessed,” Calleber replied. “From the church’s side, which is where we go, we’ll go into the interior of the Sons of the Sea of ​​Souls and set up road signs according to the locations of the ley lines they’ve marked.”

"Then they can regain control of the spiritual veins on the outside, disrupt the inexhaustible supply of magic power to the Son of Fuhailin, and finally defeat the weakened Son of Fuhailin."

Irmia frowned. "It sounds feasible, but are you sure these magicians will keep their promises? If you want to cooperate, why not come with us?"

The Mage's Association is ignoring the most dangerous parts, while the members of their Holy Church are exploring the demonic Snow Forest? Or is it a Snow Forest nourished by the spiritual veins of this place?

That was absolutely insane.

Doing so would not only involve taking risks, but Irmia felt it could only be called intentional suicide.

"It's probably because the source of the energy is suppressed. After all, some magicians might even have trouble breathing in this environment. But magicians of their level should be able to function normally."

Wenbing Yongli took over the conversation and answered Irmia's question.

“That will work, but after this matter is over, I will submit your case to the Knights of Inquisition.”

Irmia frowned and said to Calleber with displeasure.

"So what should we do now? Should we continue to anchor the spirit vein points according to this plan, or should we try to rescue that cyborg?"

Irmia continued to ask.

Moon Byung-ri took over the conversation, naturally seizing control of the team in her words:

"The Church's cyborgs are not so easy to kill. In terms of physical strength alone, that guy is top-notch among the Executors. Apart from not being very bright, his combat ability is impeccable."

Father Caleb was still in a crisis of trust in their eyes. Although he had been leading the team forward, his concealment at a crucial moment made others extremely suspicious of him.

"Let's advance both simultaneously. Spirit vein points are important, but without sufficient combat support, anchoring them would be suicidal. The son of Fuhai Forest has now revealed his true threat, and we cannot risk diverting our forces."

Calleber frowned as he watched Moon Byung-rye quickly take over command, but ultimately nodded.

Wen Bingyongli then looked at Calleber, her tone slightly probing:

"What are the standards the Magic Association has for spirit vein points? They can't possibly mark all the spirit vein points in this mountain range, can they?"

His gaze swept across the surrounding terrain. This mountain range was formed by the crisscrossing of several fault mountains, covered with snow and forests, while the giant tree that was the source of the son of the Fuhai Forest was located in the center of a basin formed by several intersecting slopes.

If we were to mark all the spiritual veins in this area, we might as well just run away sooner rather than later.

Calleber sighed softly, a hint of weariness in his eyes:

“There’s no need to mark all the ley lines. The Mage’s Association only cares about the crucial, decisive points. As long as we can mark a few key ley lines of the main ley line in this area and disrupt the magical circulation of the Son of the Sea of ​​Forest, we can effectively weaken its power.”

Wen Bingyongli nodded.

"Then we can just walk to find the main spiritual vein and mark the remaining nodes. But how many are left after excluding the one we already had?"

"The Minister of Science of Modern Magic, Hartles, wants at least four nodes to be marked, leaving three if the first one is removed."

"Caleb replied."

Wen Bingyong nodded slightly, as if in thought:

"However, in such a complex terrain with intersecting spiritual veins, the distribution of key nodes must not be easy to identify."

“That’s right,” Calleber added. “That’s why we need to cooperate with the Mage’s Association; they have a deeper understanding of ley lines than we do. However, the Son of the Fuhai Forest has taken over this place, and it’s distorting the terrain and ley lines, making it more difficult for us to mark the nodes.”

A cold glint flashed in Wen Bingyongli's eyes:

"Then we must act quickly and decisively, without giving it more time to recover its strength. The source of the Son of Fuhai Forest should be in the center of the basin. After marking the spiritual vein points, we can attack there directly. Of course, we need to find that guy Hansa first."

Calleber raised the black keys and pointed to a distant, faintly visible snow-covered forest:

“It’s right there, the nearest ley line. Let’s mark that spot first, then find Hanse.”

Wen Bingyongli nodded. Although he still had doubts about Calleber, the current situation did not allow for further consideration.