Chapter 8

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Instant Teleportation was a spell that could transport a person far away in an instant.

When you are in danger and see that your life is at stake, take out the “Instant Teleportation Scroll” and use it. You could escape danger in an instant. It could be said to be a necessary scroll whether for home travel or for assassination. Unfortunately, ordinary Mages only knew “Teleportation”. Very few people could master “Instant Transportation”. Without the word “Instant”, the difference would be huge.

“Teleportation” usually required a magic circle to be drawn on the ground in advance. The caster had to stand on the magic circle and chant a long incantation that lasted minutes or even dozens of minutes. This kind of slow magic could not save your life in times of life and death.

But this Teleportation was different. It was instantaneous.

The only drawback was that it was too high level of skill. There were very few people on the continent who knew how to use such magic. Only the best Archmages could master it. Besides, knowing how to use it didn’t mean you could make a scroll out of it, because making a scroll required more magic and was more difficult. Archmages had to pour a lot of magic into it to make a scroll out of it. After they were done, they had to meditate for a long time to replenish the magic.

Even if they made a scroll, they wouldn’t casually give it to others. Archmages were people who were in high positions and didn’t lack money. They need not sell such a powerful scroll for money, nor would they be willing to give it away. Otherwise, if this thing ran into the hands of your enemy, wouldn’t it be giving your enemy another lifeline?

For example, one day, the Archmage fought with his old enemy and finally gained the upper hand. Just as he was about to kill his old enemy, the enemy took out a teleportation scroll that he had given to someone half a year ago and chuckled at him. “Thank you.”

Then the scroll activated and flew off somewhere with a whoosh. Wouldn’t you spit up blood?

Therefore, this kind of scroll was really rare! No, ordinary people had no chance to see it. Snow Dew recognized it because she had seen the incantation symbols of this spell in magic books.

Snow couldn’t help but stare. “Eh? My God, you… you know how to do this? Aren’t you a Clergy?”

“Shhh!” Robb whispered, putting a finger in front of his lips. “Keep your voice down. Don’t want anyone to hear. We want to be discreet, discreet.”

Snow quickly stopped talking and looked around cautiously. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t going to advertise it loudly. It was just a shock.”

“Relax,” Robb said with a smile. “I scanned the area with my scouting spell. No one else heard you just now. But if you keep shouting, someone might hear you.”

“A… scouting technique?” Snow was shocked. “That’s a Ranger’s proprietary skill. You… what are you…”

Robb laughed. “Well, don’t ask. Any more questions, and I’ll really have to silence you.”

Snow was no longer afraid when she heard that he was going to silence her. She saw that Robb’s gaze was gentle. He was obviously joking, and she read between the lines. The first was trust, and Robb trusted her not to talk about it. The second was confidence. Robb was not afraid of her talking about it at all. Even if she publicized how mysterious and powerful he was to the world, he was not at all afraid of what would happen to him.

Snow nodded seriously. “All right, then, I won’t ask! I know now that you’re even more powerful than we’ve seen. You seem to have practiced not only holy magic, but space magic as well. In addition, you have the proprietary skills of a Ranger. And you’re so young.”

She already understood that Robb practiced several types of magic at the same time, but that wasn’t unusual. There were many powerful people who practiced several types of magic at the same time. The most common was an Archmage who practiced elemental magic. It was just that… this Robb in front of her was the most powerful she had ever seen. Not only was his holy magic powerful enough to take down a wyvern with a single blow, but his spatial magic was also at the level of an archmage. It was terrifying! Truly terrifying.

Robb picked up the “Instant Teleportation” scroll he had just made and put it in Snow’s hand. “Take it. This is for you. When you’re out risking your life, if you encounter danger, you can calmly activate the scroll to escape. Remember, this scroll can only take one team at most… ahem… a total of five people with you. When you use this scroll, make sure that the people you want to take are within five yards of you.”

Snow said, “Aye,” and stammered, “G-g-g-g-give it to me?”

Robb threw up his hands. “I told you I’d give it to you. Do I look like the kind of man who goes back on his word?”

“But … but … this thing is really too precious.”

Robb blinked and smiled. “Oh? Then you don’t want it? You can give it back to me.”

Snow Dew’s expression stiffened visibly. The gift was too valuable. They had only met by chance, and it was a little hard to accept such a grand gift. However, this was equivalent to another life in her hands. She felt reluctant to return it to Robb. Her small hands began to tremble slightly, and she clutched the sheepskin scroll, not knowing what to do.

“Well, don’t dwell on it. Put it away,” Robb said with a smile. “You see how easy it was for me just now. You know this thing isn’t that precious to me.”

“It’s easy to make this thing?” Snow asked carefully. “I’ve heard that it takes a lot of magic to make this. With an Archmage’s ability, it would take more than ten days of meditation to replenish your magic to make a teleportation scroll… Are you… tired now? You’re just trying to make light of it so that I’ll accept it.”

“Oh?” Robb said faintly. He sensed his state and realized that he had consumed very little of his magic. After all, his ability had been inherited from the game, not from the real world. Why would a game set the consumption of a spell to rest for more than ten days before it could be used again, in order for the players to have a good time? If the players’ gaming experience was that bad, how could the game be profitable?

In other words, the players in the game would not really die. Even if they died while fighting monsters, they would only be revived in the city. Most players would not use teleportation scrolls to save their lives. They would only use them to travel quickly or jump over some terrain obstacles.

Therefore, the value of such a scroll in the game was very low. It was impossible to set a high consumption for it.

Robb had learned an important piece of information from Snow Dew. His skill system was subtly different from the system in this world. At least in terms of magic consumption, he had the advantage. If there was another genius in this world who was proficient in all the skills of an entire profession, he would be no match for him if he fought him head-on, because he would run out of magic after a few blows.

Without a demon, so what if you know more skills? You can only slash horizontally! If you only know how to slash horizontally, I’m not afraid of you.

These thoughts passed in his mind in an instant. Robb smiled at Snow Dew and said, “There’s some loss, but I don’t need to go out or risk my life. It’s very relaxing to guard the church every day, and I can replenish my magic quickly. So, don’t worry about taking this scroll. Compared to my little loss of magic, I don’t want to hear news about your accident.”

Snow Dew finally gave in to the temptation of “one more life.” She carefully pocketed the scroll, then gave Robb a very large bow. “Thank you so much for your generous gift. I will remember this kindness well.”

With that, she gave Robb another flirtatious look. “I wish you’d come with me on this adventure if you could.”

Robb threw up his hands. “I’m sorry about that. I’m exhausted of doing assignments… ahem, of helping others with their commissions. All I want to do now is slack off and live life leisurely.”