Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 198 Desire for Survival

Due to his physical condition, Yaro had previously ignored the fallen body of the harpy.

In this dense forest, as winter approaches, any dead creature will be quickly spotted by the beasts and turned into fat reserves for their winter survival.

Yaro hoped that the harpy's extraordinary aura could subdue the other beasts.

If all else fails, at least keep a few heads for yourself—the most valuable part of a harpy is its brain.

But when Aro found the spot where it had fallen, he saw that the ground was thinned out, and he couldn't even see a single fragment of the harpy's bone.

The only lingering smell of wild beasts is the strong stench of their foes, indicating that the beasts had stayed here for quite some time.

It seems the beasts are not afraid of the dead supernatural creatures, and may even be saying – this creature is delicious, and they want two more.

However, these beasts are not stupid; they can also smell the abyssal scent of Yaro that repels mosquitoes.

This meant that as Aro traveled along, he could only see swaying tree branches, but not any other living creatures.

The system panel also shows that Yaro's physical condition is somewhat strange.

The data may appear unchanged, but in reality, even with the Knight Breathing Technique maintained, Yaro was tiring far too quickly.

If the system can display this status, the explanation for this negative effect might be the automatic reduction of stamina.

Perhaps this is also a manifestation of the body resisting the erosion of the power of the abyss.

At first, just to be on the safe side, Yaro kept holding the Fiery Greatsword.

Later, when he was too exhausted, he simply put away the Fiery Greatsword and took out a cross-shaped longsword with an ornate scabbard.

It was used both as a walking stick and for self-defense.

They were prepared to defend against attacks from unsuspecting beasts, as well as from any possible supernatural beings, using these as initial weapons in their defense.

They searched both locations where the person had fallen, but found not a single bone fragment.

Yaro had no choice but to abandon his search.

He channeled his magic, activating the flight spell within the pendant.

Their bodies swayed and flew through the primeval forest in the middle of the valley, landing directly on the summit of the mountain.

"call!"

Yaro breathed a sigh of relief.

Using an apprentice's magic to power a full-fledged wizard's spells was too much work, but he couldn't waste the precious magic his mother had left him for such a small matter.

Where could the harpy's cave be hidden?

The mountain has many exposed rocks, some of which have a little soil mixed in with them and are covered with thick green moss. Only in a few places do short, stout, crooked trees grow from the cracks in the rocks.

Yaro looked around a few times, and a certain idea in his heart had already been dashed.

The moss has no missing parts...

No piles of corpses were seen nearby...

Spots of moss are scattered on several protruding rocks on the mountain peaks...

This place cannot be the harpy's lair.

It can only be a temporary residence at most.

Yaro was somewhat disappointed.

This situation means that he may not gain anything at all.

This also means that he cannot find any information about humans in the harpy's lair, thus failing to indirectly determine where he is now or whether he is still within the territory of the Yakin Empire.

Since the Yakin Empire is at odds with the Owl Academy, the other pursuers would naturally assume that they would only be heading towards the Yakin Empire.

Although he had secretly changed direction, as long as he remained within the Yakin Empire, he was still at risk of encountering pursuers. Jungle House could send messages remotely, and many of the pursuers who arrived later would certainly not follow the direction he had left. Instead, they would lie in wait in different locations within the Yakin Empire, setting up various traps for him.

Therefore, as long as the Jakin Empire remains, the level of danger will not decrease.

"I wonder what methods they use to pursue us?"

The quickest, most convenient, and most commonly used method of pursuit is prediction.

However, this direction has already been blocked by Lord Tedes.

It's unlikely that they would seek out a level two or even level three prophecy wizard to break the 'prophecy interference' spell on them just for their own sake.

The most likely remaining possibility is odor tracking.

And after flying in the sky for so long, I'm afraid it will be difficult to continue doing so.

So, what is the next best option?

Yaro couldn't think of anything else; that was all he knew about wizarding techniques.

Bosque explained that the common method wizards use to search is prophecy.

Since they can no longer be predicted, perhaps they will give up?
With such expectations in mind, Yaro activated 'Cat-Shaped Fist - Running,' using the amplitude of his facial movements to survey every corner of this barren mountain from top to bottom.

Let's find the harpy's cave first.

Perhaps there are clues about this location among them?

"Gudong Gudong..."

A faint sound was detected by Cat-Shaped Fist - Running.

Yaro's eyes lit up, and he suddenly turned his head to look at a dark crevice in the rock.

found it!
Cat-Shaped Fist - Climbing a Tree!

Yaro crouched down, using all four limbs like a seasoned cheetah, and silently darted toward the shadows.

"That was the sound of a creature swallowing, and there might have been a harpy hiding among them!"

Knowing that the harpy's experience was only slightly more than that of the 'evil spirit,' and that extra experience might simply be because the harpy could fly.

In terms of melee combat ability, the harpy is only at the level of a demon.

Since the harpy in the crevice couldn't fly, Yaro didn't take out the Fiery Greatsword, but only drew his longsword.

……

A moment later, Yaro's ears twitched slightly, his steps faltered, and he sidestepped to hide at the edge of the crevice, silently peeking out half of his eye.

The crevice was only about three meters deep, and inside was just a narrow passage covered with thick, dry moss, like a large, soft bed.

At that moment, on that so-called soft bed, lay a man who was as thin as a skeleton.

His limbs were twisted strangely behind him, and there were several deep indentations on his withered limbs, revealing the shape of his humerus very clearly.

His eye sockets were deeply sunken, and it was unclear whether his eyes were still there.

At this moment, he writhed like a maggot, greedily licking the wisps of green water seeping from the moss on the wall.

Yaro felt a shiver run down his spine.

Such a cruel scene would be unbearable for any normal person.

More importantly, Yaro couldn't understand why the man, already in such a state, still possessed such a strong will to survive.
Yaro was greatly shocked.

This person—must be saved!
"Clap!"

Yaro deliberately made a noise and asked aloud:
"Is anyone there? If anyone's alive, just let me know!"

(End of this chapter)