Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 1048  Confronted by Enemies

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A few kilometers ahead of Vicente's group, seven individuals, six of them a little further back and one of them in front, were blocking the way.

Around them, the surrounding water floated and trembled on the ground, while their bodies gave off a bluish glow and were also somewhat transparent.

They resembled humans, but had body motes reminiscent of fairies, with diminutive size and various crystal-like structures scattered around their bodies—on their hands, foreheads, elbows, and knees.

They wore pale clothes that seemed to be made of plants and had extremely strong auras, the kind that felt like you would drown just by standing against them, even far from any body of water.

"Water Elementals," said the elf as he formed an ugly expression on his face, looking specifically at the elemental warrior furthest ahead of the group on their path, a 3-Star Grand Magus.

"Is there any chance that this is a trap?" Vicente asked as the group's carriages slowed down.

It seemed too much of a coincidence that a member of an enemy tribe of the fairy coalition was parked on the very path they were following after returning to the island.

The dwarf said firmly, "Nothing is impossible, but it would be unlikely. Surely the fairies know we're in Amae again, but we haven't tried to communicate with anyone and we haven't passed any official enemies in the last few days of our journey."

"But it's possible." Confirmed the elf on the other side.

"That complicates things a bit, but we'll sort it out." Vicente signaled for the group to continue while he stood in the middle of their convoy.

Part of him was worried. A local 3-Star Grand Magus differed greatly from those in Light Cay. But another part of him wanted to try out his current powers.

The serpent they faced was not a good opponent. It was simply too strong, not only because of its high cultivation, but also because of its powerful advantage in the sea. Those opponents ahead, a 3-Star Grand Magus, two 2-Star and four 1-Star Grand Magus, were better suited to someone like Vicente.

He wasn't sure how well he would fare against them, but he should stand a good chance against the group so as not to put his life in danger. The question was, would he be able to kill them? Would he be able to stop them from acting against Nan's group?

While Vicente was looking at the Water Elementals, the creatures native to the area, enemies of the Fairy Tribe, saw that the enemy group passing by had some foreigners among them.

"A human?" One of the Water Elementals asked, his gaze focused on Vicente.

"He has a strong affinity with light," said the strongest individual, a man with long blue hair, standing in front of the group. "He's not weak. Be vigilant." He warned as he stared with narrowed eyes at the black-haired boy floating in the middle of the convoy.

After a few moments, the two groups were at a distance where each other's voices could reach them. Almost immediately, the leader of the elementals there opened his mouth, speaking toward the enemy leader in the area.

"Princess Nan, it seems you've just returned from Light Cay," said the man, recognizing the technological tools of the chariots and armor of the guards in Nan's group. "I see you've become a Grand Magus... I wonder, was that by the artificial methods of the natives of that island, or by your original power Amae gave you at birth?

It would be dishonorable to use the method of the weak." He finished with a disgusted tone as he looked at Vicente.

Nan continued in her carriage in silence. Talking to the enemy had little or no potential to help them. She left the situation under Vicente's control, both because he was the strongest one there and because she didn't want to interfere with his decision.

She didn't want to and couldn't drag him into her problems. She had to let him make up his own mind, or she would suffer the punishments of the agreement she had made with him.

Vicente didn't expect an answer from Nan and asked the man, "What do you want from my group?"

"Your group?" The almost 1.5 meter tall Water Elemental, one of the largest of his kind, asked with narrowed eyes. "Are you in charge of this group, human?" He asked in disbelief.

He could sense that Vicente wasn't simple. One advantage of being an elemental was the great affinity with mana and the elements, which resulted in strong growth, a strong magical foundation, and the ability to understand the world around them. But he wasn't omnipotent and couldn't say how strong Vicente was.

Vicente nodding positively as the leader of a fairy group was impressive even for someone special.

Fairies were not simple creatures. They had practically supreme talents, which made them naturally arrogant and extremely difficult to negotiate with. It was no coincidence that one of Amae's most talented races, the elves, had long since been dominated by fairies. Meanwhile, high-level rivals had fallen one by one throughout the island's history.

Vicente said, "You speak to Vicente Fuller, Stonewall Core Disciple. As a representative of a sect allied to the Fairy Tribe, I will escort Miss Nan's group to her territory. I don't wish to get involved in a war with your group, but I won't hesitate to clear the way with your bodies."

As Vicente spoke, he used his decorative sword to show only a few centimeters of the weapon's blade, while a trail of absolute darkness departed from his weapon.

The Water Elemental at the front of the enemy group almost took a step backwards when he sensed Vicente's darkness, an obscurity even stronger than the light he had noticed a moment before.

He hadn't noticed the darkness. Amae was not an island known for its richness in the element of darkness, in fact, it was a place poor in it. But even so, Vicente showed a pressure that made some of the weaker elementals feel as if something had stolen the light from their eyes and enveloped them in a dark fog.

'Don't tell me that's a dual magician?' The strongest elemental there understood a lot about magical laws and knew that it was entirely possible for someone like Vicente to exist. 'That's complicated. Dual magicians usually have absurd power. Maybe he's not our opponent.'

An interesting characteristic of Water Elementals was their rational and calm demeanor.

Seeing a new variable emerge, that man took a step back and asked, "You said you're part of Stonewall, right? So you're just business partners, Light Cay expert! There's no need for you and my group to fight. Go your way in peace. Our target is only Princess Nan!"

"I'm afraid that won't do."