The Great Train Raid Case (3)

"Move!"

"Interfering!"

The wizards stood in a line, pushing the people blocking the entrance.

They glared at the man who was left alone in car #4 with slightly nervous faces.

A black frock coat with gold thread was worn over a neat suit that clung to the body.

Long black hair tied in a tight ponytail at the nape of the neck.

Even the sharp eyes that feel colder than the cold wind blowing outside.

From his appearance to their exhaled spirit, it was all unusual.

In fact, at his hands, their compatriots who rushed in from the rear of the train died.

'Who the hell is he?'

The terrorist who led the train raid frowned at the man in front of him.

I never thought that a wizard like that was on board this train.

Was the information we received in advance inaccurate?

'No. I don't care about that. There are five wizards here.'

A large number of people who could be said to be high-class personnel who had learned magic were recruited.

Even if there is any internal security personnel, it will be wiped out with overwhelming force.

I didn't expect that there would be a wizard, but even so, there was only one opponent. Even if you consider that his skills are outstanding, he won't be able to respond anymore if the number on this side reaches 5.

Besides, Mayhem, who can be said to be the leader among the wizards here, is a fourth-tier wizard.

'Unless the opponent is a famous wizard of at least 5th tier or higher, he will never be able to respond.'

There are not many wizards with that level of skill in the entire continent.

In particular, if he had reached 5th place or higher at such a young age, rumors would have already spread.

Then, no matter how high the opponent is set, he will be in the 4th rank.

It was exactly the equivalent of Mayhem on our side.

The man in front of him knew that too, so he didn't hesitate to use magic.

"Hmm. There are five wizards. Certainly."

"You are surprisingly quick to agree. But it was too late."

"Then, this side has to change the method a little."

The man said that, and then threw himself out of the broken train, fluttering the hem of his frock coat.

"Uh huh? Did he jump?"

"Did he decide to commit suicide because he thought he couldn't win?"

Curious terrorists.

One of the wizards poked his head out over the broken bulkhead, just in case, but he couldn't see anything far below the precipice.

"It looks like he fell down and died!"

"Although he couldn't do anything, but wasn't he just a coward."

The moment everyone is trying to make that conclusion.

Perseok!

A flash of light pierced the head of the wizard who was sticking his head out.

The unbalanced body leaned forward and fell outside the train.

"What, what!"

"Hanson is dead!"

Dead? Why? Rather, where did that flash come from?

While everyone was puzzled, Mayhem, the leader of the mages, looked up with a distorted face.

"Wait! He's on the roof!"

"On the train? But didn't he just jump outside?"

"Did he use flight magic?"

"Is it possible to catch up with a running train using flying magic and get on it?!"

"Noisy, hurry up and chase him!"

"It's too bad. I was going to take another one after catching her off guard."

Loud noise coming from below.

Realizing that they are still alive, they will now try to kill me with all their might.

I pretended to jump down, clung to the wall, and quickly climbed back up to catch them off guard.

I have no choice but to be satisfied with capturing one of the five wizards.

"Come up here!"

"Kill him!"

A voice echoed between the vehicles, and one by one, they climbed the ladder and began ascending to the roof.

But it won't be that easy.

As if he had been waiting for them, he unleashed tangible magical energy at them, turned his back, and ran towards the car behind them.

Those who attempted to climb up had no choice but to descend again due to the attack passing over their heads.

A roof without cover is only a target if you climb onto it.

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Thump, thump, thump.

I deliberately made footstep sounds as I ran, and the individuals waiting in the car heard the noise and followed me.

"Fall back! He's retreating to the rear vehicle!"

"Follow me!"

It's really easy to understand.

Apparently, getting rid of one wizard seemed to have a significant impact.

Even if they were prepared to die and self-destruct, would they not tolerate the death of their comrades at the hands of others?

It is indeed a contradictory mindset.

"I would be more grateful if he reacted emotionally like this."

The more it happens, the easier it is to destabilize them.

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The terrorists split the crew in half to capture the wizard who escaped to the back of the train.

Since the opponent is a wizard regardless, if it's not the same wizard, they're just a hindrance.

Except for a few individuals who would assist the wizards, the rest decided to aim for the first class of the No. 1 vehicle, which had not been breached yet.

Among the two groups that separated in the No. 4 vehicle, the magician troops headed towards the rear.

"Damn! Where are you?"

"What about our comrades who climbed to the top? Why aren't they saying anything?"

"Anyway, let's go back!"

The moment he hurriedly lead the way and open the door.

Kwaaang!

The door exploded, and red flames engulfed the terrorists.

In an instant, the five people turned into black coals and collapsed on the ground.

The flame created by magic went out like a candle after faithfully fulfilling its role.

"This, you wicked bastard!"

"Setting a trap in front of the door!"

The leader of the wizards, Mayhem, looked at the corpses of his dead comrades and let out a sigh.

'In that short time, you set a trap with magic in front of the door?'

The quickness was surprising, but what made him even more nervous of the other person's actions.

Usually, the aristocratic wizards he knows are steeped in arrogance from birth, so they are extremely reluctant to move their bodies.

When they use magic, they always stand in their seats and show off their powers.

But the man he was chasing now did not.

'If the situation seems unfavorable, he immediately runs away like a coward, and then, after lowering the opponent's guard, launches a surprise attack. This can't be the way a normal wizard behaves.'

Too practical and thorough.

Isn't this movement more akin to that of a mercenary or a hunter than a wizard?

'Who the hell is that guy...'

At first, I thought he was just a sorcerer who killed my comrades.

After all, most of the people who boarded this train were nobles or wealthy merchants.

They are all individuals who have exploited the poor commoners and stood above them.

It wouldn't matter if any of them died.

'But he's different.'

What does his alternative identity imply?

While pondering over this, Mayhem spoke with an even heavier expression.

"Everyone, be careful. We don't know what traps he might have set, so move with utmost caution."

"Yes!"

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