High-Class Mob

Chapter 64: Anger

A scream so loud that it echoed around the mountain sounded out. Colt’s face twisted as he writhed in pain.

He held onto his left arm, but he could not do anything. He looked at his arm and at the man, he could not think straight and merely let out the scream.

However, as Colt screamed out in pain. Mina kept quiet. She froze, as she looked at Colt’s bloodied self. Her hands trembled as mouth began to twitch.

Unknowingly, she shed a tear out of fear as she held onto Colt’s back to cast healing spells one after the other. Gradually, Colt’s pain disappeared, but Mina’s fear did not.

Greenlight continued to flash and then magic circles floated about. Six green circles appeared mid-air; the intricate weaving of lines created shapes that overlapped to create an image of a six-pointed star.

One after the other Mina casted a spell. Memories of the past floated about, a bloodied figure appeared arose. The death of the Marchioness was still fresh in her mind, and as she felt her heart was about to burst from fear, Colt touched her face.

“Mina…the pain is gone now…thank you.”

That was a lie, but Colt had to say something for Mina’s twisted expression made his heart bleed. As he gritted his teeth, Colt cursed his fate!

‘Dammit! If I have aura! If I had just been more sensitive to intents! I could have avoided it!”

Colt was in severe pain and his mind was in shambles. But there is one thought that circulated within his mind.

There is a single fact that had not changed in this world, and that fact is that it’s a world that, in essence, a world filled with danger.

The number of people that can cleave mountains is a dime dozen, and Colt had been thrown in the sea of such a world. Since coming to this world, Colt already knew the hardship he may face.

Slowly, he had been preparing, taking precautions against the people who may kill him in some way and giving them a new start! But even then, he also knew that the most important thing is his own strength.

He must awaken his aura to protect not only himself but also those around him, thus his nightly practice will last for hours. Doing what he had been told, to train the body, and draw out the hidden aura within.

He is not born with Mana or Prana; he is no monster with Zara. The only thing he can do is to awaken and strengthen himself with Aura but even after hours

He would curse himself for this fact, ‘I had not been sitting idly, I have been destroying myself in order to be reborn. So why!? Why can’t I have awoken it for this time!?’

Colt cursed; he cursed his powerlessness. He had been working his butt off to get stronger, but everything is crumbling. The world is pushing him to die; it is pushing him to become powerless.

Even the only power he has attained, the World Devouring Mark is no more! He knew that he has no plot armor, he knew he was no main character but why is it that his fate is too bleak?

He had learned swordsmanship, became strong enough to be a first-class swordsman that none of the auraless students can match him, but it was all for naught, ‘I am powerless in the end.’

And as he sat there with self-loathe and self-deprecating thoughts filling his mind, someone with actual power actually stepped forth.

Mina looked at the calm Colt, she saw his shaking pupils and knew that his situation is not so good as he made it out to be. Thus, she stepped forth.

She glared at the man dressed in all black, her anger was rising and she was becoming more and more agitated the more she saw him. But as her eyes caught sight of the arm on the ground, Mina found her skin to be burning.

It was hot, too hot for her to bear. Her hands began to grow hotter by the second and in order to calm herself, she forced the mana in her body to circulate. Her sanity was intact, but slowly, it was getting eroded by the anger in her heart.

She stared at the man and then looked around. She could not see anyone, but she can tell that this man before him was an amateur. It was a dagger he wielded and yet he used it to slice not stab nor thrust.

Meaning, Mina can do whatever it is that she wants, “I’ll kill you.” Mina uttered with a deranged tone of voice.

BOoM!

The ground she stood on exploded as Mina dashed forth. Dashing forward whilst clenching her fist tightly, Mina drew her fist back, and with her speed causing for the assassin to see a blur, Mina unleashed her fist!

Her fist was too fast and eventually reached the assassin who tried his best to raise his dagger and guard for the oncoming attack. However, the fist of a healer cannot be blocked so easily. As Mina’s fist met with the dagger, an explosive power came about!

Bang!

The assassin felt the immense strength behind her fist and as his feet left the ground, his body went spiraling through the air and then crashed to the adjacent tree.

Mages are weak physically; they cannot move too fast thus they are at a disadvantage against Warriors. However, a question was once raised.

If the body exploded with vitality, accessing the full potential of the body, enhancing every part of the body, and granting it constant regeneration then, what will happen?

As the question was raised and spread, a group of mages stepped forth. Using their body to experiment and seek answers, they found results a century ago.

And then, as this path got solidified the title of the strongest in a path was birthed. The ones support role mages rose up to become the strongest.

In this era, the strongest is the Healing Mages!

And in this era of Healing Mages stood one person at the top, a lady named Mina Vera and with military training at the age of three, she is the perfected fighter of the Vera household.

And at this moment, her killing intent had dyed the world of the assassin red.

“I’ll kill you.'”

This era’s strongest Healing Mage is enraged.