Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

Chapter 169 The City of Freedom, Kunozchi 1

"Oh my god, it's only been a little over ten years since I last came here, how did it become like this?" Ludra exclaimed in amazement as he looked at the various notices plastered all over the streets and alleys of Kunoz.

"Die, magicians!!!" "Destroy the tyranny of magicians!" "The world belongs to the Three-Body (crossed out) Antique Hall!"

The streets and alleys are plastered with notices like these.

Kunoz is the kingdom closest to Ludra's hometown to a branch of the Magic Integration Association. It was here that she passed her witch exam, so returning here brings a sense of nostalgia.

However, the flyers everywhere are really spoiling the scenery.

Just as the kingdom's name suggests, the City of Freedom is indeed very free. Legal jurisdiction is quite lax, leaving much room for maneuver, making it a hiding place for many criminals.

In other places, the establishment of branches of the Magic Integration Association is usually due to the large number of mages or abundant magical resources. However, Kunoz established a branch of the Magic Integration Association here entirely for administrative and security reasons.

What a joke! If a place has become a breeding ground for all sorts of criminals, of course the relevant departments of the association will keep a close eye on it.

Other witch assessments and such are their secondary functions.

Before arriving in the free city of Kunoz, Elena had already heard rumors that the kingdom's infamous criminal organization, the Antique Hall, specialized in killing magicians, causing quite a stir.

Now that I'm experiencing it firsthand, I can only say it's even more exaggerated than I've heard.

Even in Albedo, a border country that is extremely discriminatory against magicians, you wouldn't dare to post such slogans all over the streets.

"Wasn't it like this more than ten years ago?" Elena asked curiously.

“It should be a little better than it is now. It seems the Magic Integration Association branch is a bit overwhelmed. Such a small organization should have been wiped out long ago,” Ludra said.

High emotional intelligence.

If it were Elena, she would definitely complain about what those employees of the Magic Integration Association, who are paid by the government, are doing, since they can't even do this little thing right.

Other magicians might fear such a terrifying organization.

In Kunoz these days, if you want to avoid trouble, you shouldn't wear a magician's robes—it's tantamount to waving a sign and yelling, "Come and kill me!"

With such a conspicuous display, Elena has definitely been targeted by the Antique Hall terrorists.

But she is not afraid.

The sense of security is at its peak—there are two witches, an elite knight, and a cheat code here. With this setup, they could probably conquer a small kingdom without even fighting.

Just a terrorist organization.

Those who dare to come will never return. Let them know what true terror is.

Even in her current state, Ludra is still a witch; with a wand, she possesses the power to destroy a nation. After all, a slightly increased power of her freezing magic could have been enough to wipe out an entire country.

The residents of Kunoz all turned their attention to the four outsiders, but when they saw Elena's imposing figure, they looked away.

What they were thinking was—they were courting death.

Most people can't understand where Elena's confidence comes from.

The journey along the main road of Kunoz was very smooth, and we arrived at the Kunoz Magic Integration Association branch without any trouble from the rain or wind.

Elena had initially imagined that the Antique Hall would come and die, which she considered a service to the people. But along the way, apart from the stares of passersby, there was nothing else.

It seems they know who they can afford to offend and who they can't.

Without such insight, it would be impossible to have lurked in this kingdom and committed evil for so long.

“Just drop me off here. I’m going to write a letter to my old friend,” Ludela said. “He can write to me if anything comes up. But I probably won’t be of much use.”

After arriving at the Magic Integration Association branch, Elena and her group parted ways with Ludra.

After all, they still had their own journey to take, and this route had actually deviated from the normal route to the city of faith, East. But adhering to the principle of doing good deeds to the end, they escorted Ludra here.

You can also visit this kingdom while you're at it.

If you don't appreciate it, then you've come all this way for nothing.

Anyway, Amysia's plans to return home weren't in a rush, and she herself thoroughly enjoyed traveling. Sometimes Elena even felt that she was becoming so engrossed in her travels that she forgot about her homeland.

And so, in this kingdom teeming with terrifying forces, a tour group wandered around, buying bread here and a book there.

If her economic lifeline hadn't been blocked, Elena might have suffered another major financial loss.

This is a country teeming with terrorists. Although the propaganda brochures here contain unhealthy content, they are rare finds that you can't buy anywhere else.

But Qin rejected them all, citing the reason that indulging in frivolous pursuits would lead to the loss of one's ambition.

As the sun began to set, the three of them continued to explore the kingdom until evening.

They decided not to linger outside.

Having confidence is a good thing, but acting recklessly can lead to mistakes.

You can be carefree and fearless during the day, but at night your vision is limited, and you are ambushed when the enemy is in the dark and you are in the light. Even if you manage to fight back, you may still get injured.

Don't suffer unnecessary misfortune.

And the change happened in the blink of an eye.

As Amysia walked along the road, she didn't notice the inflated balloon in front of her. Because it was getting dark, she didn't see the balloon and stepped on it.

The flattened balloon deflated instantly, then dust filled the air.

White dust enveloped Amuncia.

In an instant, Elena took a step back to avoid the dust, drew her wand and summoned a strong wind to disperse it, while Jean drew her sword and warily looked around.

But until the dust was dispersed by Elena's strong wind, there was no sign of an enemy attack.

"Emnicia, are you alright?" Elena asked with concern.

She had just confirmed that the dust was not toxic. But it definitely possessed magical properties—and even if Elaina were a witch, it would be impossible for her to quickly analyze the dust's effects in such a short time.

"Emnesia?" Emnesia didn't seem to have recovered from the dust yet. She was still squinting, tears streaming down her face, and coughing incessantly.

The dust has a significant physical toxicity. If Elena hadn't dispersed it in time, it might have caused irreversible damage to the lungs—and could have even caused death by suffocation.

"You've lost your memory again?" Elena asked.

This Emnesia is weird.

I call you, and you ask yourself why?

Emnessia slowly opened her eyes, and the moment she saw Elena, her eyes lit up: "Elena? I must be dreaming. To dream about Elena—hehehehehe."

You are definitely not Emnecia!

You're not possessed by a ghost, are you?

The moment Emnicia saw Elena, she lunged at her, but Elena dodged the attack with a quick dodge.

Why does that gaze seem somewhat familiar to Irena? Although it's not Emnessia's gaze, she's definitely seen it before.

"Irena, why are you hiding from me? Don't you recognize me?" Amnesia said, feeling wronged.

Who are you?

Emnicia wouldn't say such a thing, but Elena does know someone who does. There's only one person in her social circle who would refer to themselves as "that person" in such a way.

“I am Saya, have you forgotten me, Elena? I’m so sad…” “Emnesia” said silently, tears streaming down her face. Then her gaze fell on the harp that was wrapped in her arms and staring intently at her.

"Waaaaah—It's you!?" "Emnesia" tried to pull out her wand, but found that she couldn't take anything out, and could only pull out a knight's sword.

"You are Saya?" Elena confirmed.

"Then where did Emnycia go?" she continued to ask.