Chapter 65: Ring (Third Shift)

"Just a Second Ring Wizard is that powerful," Men Luo exclaimed, his face full of shock.

The Legendary Knight is already the pinnacle rank of knights known in this world, yet before a Second Ring Wizard, it is still no match.

Lao Ba De Er nodded, his tone tinged with a sigh: "Indeed, the Second Ring Wizard already stands at the kingdom's summit. It is said that each ring advancement requires deeper understanding and control of magic, even a breakthrough of one's own limits.

As for wizards of higher rings, I have never seen them nor heard of them, perhaps my level and circle are too low.

Robin felt his heart surge and couldn't help asking, "Can a Wizard's Third-Class Apprentice truly match our Great Knight?"

Lao Ba De Er nodded, his tone now serious: "Exactly. Though a Wizard Apprentice is only at the Entry Level, the basic magic they wield is already sufficient for most battles.

Especially the top among Third-Class Apprentices, whose magical power can even rival that of our Great Knights. That is why Wizards are always feared on the battlefield."

Men Luo couldn't help exclaiming, "No wonder those Wizards always seem so lofty; their strength truly is that terrifying."

Lao Ba De Er smiled, patting Robin's shoulder: "Young man, the world of Wizards may be mysterious and powerful, but the knight's path is equally full of honor. As long as you persevere, the future may yet allow you to stand shoulder to shoulder with them."

Men Luo clenched his fist, a steadfast light flashing in his eyes: "I understand. Whether knight or wizard, true power comes from persistence and exploration of one's own path."

Only Robin wore a strange expression, always feeling that this world's setting was strikingly similar to a novel he had read before his transmigration, perhaps worth noting.

Lao Ba De Er nodded approvingly: "Very well, young man. Remember, whichever road you choose, keep your original intention and don't let power cloud your eyes."

Robin rode his horse, his gaze sweeping the winding road ahead, silently resolving in his heart: "Knights are ultimately too weak; I must become a Wizard."

The thought lingered in his mind, especially after hearing Lao Ba De Er's talk on Wizard ranks; his yearning for magic grew ever stronger.

The caravan moved slowly along the main road of the Nora Han Great Labyrinth, surrounded by towering cliffs and dense forest, with a faint dampness in the air.

Although the Nora Han Great Labyrinth is famed for danger, their journey has not encountered major trouble.

After all, many adventurers come and go here; the number of magical beasts is not large, most having been largely cleared by the adventurers.

Robin keenly noticed that whenever their caravan passed the main road, it always attracted many adventurers' gazes.

These adventurer parties were well equipped; even the poorest were composed of Knights, and some even had Wizard Apprentices among them.

Their looks carried scrutiny and caution, as if assessing the caravan's strength and the value of its cargo.

"No wonder Meng Fei Si hired so many Knight guards," Robin muttered softly, understanding.

In this area, magical beasts are indeed dangerous, but human hearts are even more unpredictable.

Those adventurers may appear to explore and hunt beasts, but who knows if they might suddenly turn into bandits and attack the caravan?

At that moment, a commotion arose ahead. Robin instantly became alert, gripping his Pulley Composite Bow, his eyes fixed on the direction of the sound.

"What's happening?" Men Luo spurred his horse to Robin's side, asking softly.

Robin shook his head: "Not sure, but something seems to be up ahead."

Soon, a scout rode back in a hurry, a hint of tension on his face: "Report! Ahead a party of adventurers has blocked the road; they don't look friendly."

Meng Fei Si frowned, waved a hand to signal the caravan to halt. He turned to Robin and Men Luo, his tone heavy: "Looks like we've run into trouble. Be ready to handle any sudden situation."

Robin nodded, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He had long anticipated such a scenario, only not expecting it to arrive so quickly.

The caravan slowed to a stop; on the road ahead, an adventurer party of a dozen Knights and two Wizard Apprentices blocked the way.

The leading Knight was tall, his face bearing a fierce scar, his gaze full of greed and hostility.

"Which caravan are you? Why haven't we heard of you?" the Scar Knight shouted, his tone clearly provocative.

Meng Fei Si spurred his horse forward, a professional smile on his face: "We are the Iron Stone Guild from Tutank City, transporting some ordinary goods. May I ask what business you have?"

The Scar Knight sneered: "Ordinary goods? I doubt it. This road leads to the main path of the Nora Han Great Labyrinth; with so many guards, you must be carrying something valuable."

Meng Fei Si's smile faded, his tone turning cold: "Sir Knight, we are merely an ordinary caravan, not seeking conflict. If you demand a toll, we can negotiate."

The Scar Knight roared with laughter: "A toll? We want more than that! Brothers, up! Seize all their cargo!"

At his command, a dozen Knights surged forward on horseback, and the two Wizard Apprentices began chanting Incantations, ready to unleash magic.

Robin's eyes flashed coldly, he swiftly drew his Pulley Composite Bow, arrows flying like lightning.

His archery was impeccably precise; each arrow struck the enemy's vital points. A few Knights were hit before they could close in, screaming as they fell from their horses.

Men Luo and the other guards quickly engaged, the two sides instantly tangled in melee.

Robin kept firing arrows while vigilantly watching the two Wizard Apprentices.

The Wizards were the greatest threat.

Sure enough, one Wizard Apprentice raised his staff, muttering words, and a Fireball instantly coalesced, flying toward the caravan.

"Careful!" Robin shouted, leaping off his horse in an instant, evading the Fireball. The Fireball struck a wagon, instantly igniting a raging blaze.

Robin's eyes flashed coldly again, drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, aiming at that Wizard Apprentice. The arrow whistled through the air, heading straight for the foe's chest.

The Apprentice clearly hadn't expected Robin's precision; he frantically raised his staff to defend, but it was too late.

The arrow pierced his torso; he let out a howl and collapsed to the ground.

The other Apprentice's face turned pale, turning to flee.

Robin sneered, drawing his bow again, the arrow streaking like lightning, pinning the foe to the ground.

Obviously, having fought Wizards in Winston City, Robin knew exactly the weak points of these Wizard Apprentices, especially the first- and second-tier ones.

(End of Chapter)