In the Name of Empress

Chapter 657 374: I Shall Ignite the Storm (Part 2)

Captain Robinson cursed under his breath as he braved the strong winds, rushing towards the uppermost cabin.

When he arrived breathlessly inside the cabin, he found Roland and Lisa leisurely sipping coffee.

Judging by their slightly flushed faces, it was clear they were drinking more than just coffee; perhaps even sharing a kiss.

The captain had no time to scoff, quickly explaining the dire situation to Roland and humbly requesting his assistance.

Just as he expected, Roland merely nodded lightly with a hint of arrogance in his tone, dismissing the captain.

"I'm already aware of the situation, leave it to me."

While speaking, he cast a "pleading" glance at Lisa, further convincing the captain that he was nothing more than an incompetent dandy.

The captain hurriedly took his leave, inwardly scornful of Roland, viewing him as a freeloading pretty boy.

Watching the captain leave, Lisa couldn't help but laugh, "Roland, you play the role of a dissolute noble so well, how do you do it?"

Roland chuckled, not saying a word.

Which transmigrator doesn't dream of being a carefree rich heir? The dissolute noble is many people's ultimate fantasy, although they won't admit it.

There's no need to act in this role, just follow the truest call of your heart.

Lisa changed into a special mage robe, casting Phoenix Feather, Floating, and other enhancement spells on herself, ready for action.

Roland also put away his smile, solemnly bestowing a variety of shelter blessings upon her, multiplying her damage resistance.

After repeatedly confirming Lisa's status, Roland led her to the front of the deck, where a heavy crossbow cannon was raring to go.

He cranked the winch, raising the launch angle of the crossbow cannon to at least thirty degrees, finally reaching the maximum firing angle.

Lisa stepped onto the giant crossbow arrow, spread her arms, and let out a soft cry into the storm.

For some reason, Roland suddenly felt as if he'd seen this scene in a cinema.

Without hesitation, he jumped onto the crossbow cannon, embracing Lisa from behind; the broad chest and hot breath leaving Lisa a bit flustered, almost responding to his passion.

A cold wind blew, awakening Lisa from her reverie; she gently nudged Roland, biting her lip as she softly reminded, "The captain's cabin can see us."

"Then let them watch!"

Roland leaned close to Lisa's face, softly saying, "Dear sister, if you jump, I will..."

"No, you have to operate the crossbow cannon, plus you can't glide, you'd fall into the sea."

Lisa, afraid Roland might really follow her into the sky, hurriedly dissuaded him.

Roland shrugged, said nothing, but obediently went to operate the crossbow cannon.

As the crossbow cannon fired, Lisa shot into the sky with a whoosh, the Phoenix Feather spreading, suspending her in the updraft, perfectly positioned right in front of the Eye of the Storm.

While Roland was cosplaying some playboy from another world, everyone in the captain's cabin was dumbfounded.

"Is this what the nobles of Eternal City are like?" The first mate couldn't help but mutter.

"Probably... yes. You know, their lives lack regrets, so they seek thrills. If it weren't for that female mage holding him back, our patron would have likely flown out as well."

"Oh, Sea God above, I completely don't understand what that powerful and beautiful female mage sees in our patron." The second mate couldn't help but scoff.

This time, it was the first mate's turn to argue back.

"Idiot, don't you think our patron is quite handsome?"

The second mate fell silent; he could maliciously speculate about Roland's identity and abilities, but he couldn't find a single flaw in this dandy's appearance.

The guy was like those timeless classic statues in Venice Square, full of masculine charm with features as exquisite as sculptures, a strong body, and an attractive smile.

Too bad he's just a good-looking waste.

In their routine bickering, both the first and second mate thought simultaneously.

Perhaps due to their initial stereotypes, or maybe since Roland let Lisa handle the Eye of the Storm while he stood at the crossbow cannon and watched, they had long assumed Roland was just an attractive shell, living a life of eating, drinking, and playing.

Ms. Mage, save us!

This was the heartfelt plea of everyone, from the captain to the sailors.

With everyone's anticipation, Lisa precisely grasped the airflow fluctuations through temperature differences, elegantly standing on the cloud's edge, letting half her red hair flutter in the wind.

A hint of a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth as she inexplicably recalled something her teacher once said.

"Lisa, a Mage must master a broad range of knowledge, learn as much magic as possible. Even if your Fire Magic is well mastered, if you don't understand Wind Magic, you can't give yourself the wings of the wind, and you'll never learn to fly."

Anthony wasn't exaggerating; throughout the long history of the Magic Empire, there have been too many Mages with severe biases in their studies.

These people were even hailed as geniuses in the early stages of Magic Civilization because they advanced quickly in their specialized magic fields, but they soon discovered the drawbacks of being a crippled Mage. Perhaps they could play an important role in wars, but they didn't possess the comprehensive abilities of a Mage.

Such Mages quickly became outliers and were reduced to jokes in the eyes of All Powerful Mages.

There was even a historical farce involving a Fire Element Holy Sanctuary Mage who couldn't fly; in fact, with the strong magic power and precise control ability of a Holy Sanctuary Mage, as long as they slightly learn magic and add the wings of the wind to themselves, they could ride the wind and fly.

However, Lisa chose the same path as that fire woman, thinking that her disciple would also become a Holy Sanctuary Mage unable to fly was a great pain for Anthony.

Despite his subtle and overt persuading, Lisa was unmoved.

In the end, Lisa couldn't bear to see her teacher disappointed and promised him that if her research in the field of Fire Magic encountered obstacles and her progress slowed down, she would consider studying Wind Element as well.

Anthony held great hope for this, since no one can continuously make progress, yet Lisa's rate of progress still left him stunned.

She was like a Flame Elf, freely soaring in the Flame Kingdom.

"See? Teacher, a Flame Mage might not fly freely, but I'm still a Transcendent adept in temperature control."

Fire Magic is violent and fierce, with the strongest attack power, but the downside is the worst functionality. However, the Temperature Controller brilliantly compensates for this.

Now, Lisa has long stepped into the Tier Five Realm, obtaining the "Scorching Flame" position, achieving a new level of control over flame temperature.

Even the smallest temperature fluctuations cannot escape her control.

She can easily deduce airflow changes through temperature fluctuations and thereby play with Fire Magic to exhibit the flavor of Wind Magic.

The path she insisted on finally saw dawn.

One magic mastered, all magics understood. Now she is no longer the ordinary Transcendent of the past who could only enhance cooking skills. As Roland said, star paths have no assistants; every star path practiced to the extreme becomes a main force.

She doesn't need to be anyone's assistant.

Now she is the brightest star in the field.

A Flame Storm appeared out of thin air, igniting the sea in dazzling brilliance.

Roland was shocked by this stunning visual impact, but upon careful observation, he understood the details.

Flames can't ignite the sea but can ignite the combustibles carried by the storm and the mysterious creature controlling the storm.

The Flame Storm swept away, and the originally violent Eye of the Storm suddenly became distorted.

Amidst the roaring winds, Roland vaguely heard a sinister growl from within the wind.

Clearly, the mysterious creature controlling the Eye of the Storm was injured.

Roland shouted at the sky without hesitation, "No need to capture alive, kill it!"

Lisa didn't turn back, only the corners of her lips slightly lifted.

She understood Roland's meaning, wanting her not to endure any danger, not even a little.

But she wasn't about to give up so easily.

The living Eye of the Storm controller is more valuable than a dead one.

As long as it's a carbon-based lifeform, it can't withstand the scorching of flames. Unfortunately, the cunning creature actually wanted to escape to the seabed.

Lisa smiled gently, thinking of a solution.

She pointed her fingertip toward the location of the mysterious creature, pressed hard, and the flames rushed towards the sea, forcefully tearing open a gap on the sea surface.

The mysterious creature revealed its true form.

It was a peculiar life resembling an octopus but with fierce facial features, very close to human features.

Roland felt his scalp tingling; deep within his heart, a voice seemed to roar, don't let it go back!

His gaze locked onto the giant crossbow cannon at the bow, the most suitable weapon.

Accompanied by a roar, Roland forcibly snapped the crossbow cannon, took out the second crossbow arrow, swung his long arm in a perfect arc, coordinated his whole body, and the crossbow arrow flew out like lightning, piercing the sea at the moment the gap was opened, precisely hitting the forehead of the mysterious creature.

"Thud!"

The muffled sound of the piercing was swallowed by the waves; the mysterious creature's eyes widened in death, body slowly sinking into the deep sea.