The Wizard Has A Biochip

I took another silver coin from the pouch and slid it across the counter.

It spun a few times before stopping right in front of him.

—Help me take these chests to my room.

I pointed toward my luggage.

—Then put my horses in the stable.

I quickly looked out the window.

—I want the best feed you have. They have been traveling for an entire month and deserve to rest.

The young man immediately took the coin.

—It will be done, sir!

Before he ran off, I remembered something else.

—One more question.

He turned to look at me again.

—That son of a bitch...

I smiled slightly.

—...the leader of that gang I almost killed.

I crossed my arms.

—Who exactly is he?

The bartender’s smile disappeared.

He discreetly looked around before lowering his voice.

—Sir...

—You really do not need to worry about that.

I waited in silence.

—He has some connections...

He paused briefly.

—...with a city guard officer.

He shrugged.

—Nothing too important.

—Just a few occasional favors.

I slowly nodded.

As I thought.

Small fish.

He continued.

—Even so...

—They would never do anything against a knight.

I smiled internally.

The disguise was working better than I had imagined.

The young man continued.

—All knights belong to the nobility...

—...or serve some powerful family.

—A simple security officer from a small city would never pick a fight like this.

I nodded with satisfaction.

—Excellent.

I picked up one of the smaller chests.

—Now...

—Take me to my room.

The bartender grabbed a lantern and walked ahead of me.

We climbed a narrow wooden staircase.

The farther we moved away from the main hall...

The quieter the building became.

At the end of a long corridor, he stopped in front of a door.

He took a small brass key from his pocket.

He turned the lock.

Click.

He pushed the door open.

The first thing I felt was the pleasant smell of clean wood.

A golden beam of light crossed through the open window, illuminating a large part of the room.

I carefully observed everything.

The bed was exactly in the center.

The sheets were clean.

Much cleaner than I expected to find in an inn of that size.

Beside the bed was a small table.

On it...

A blue vase containing some unknown wild flowers.

Simple.

But pleasant.

I slowly let my eyes pass over the rest of the room.

No obvious hiding places.

No secret passages.

Only stone walls, modest furniture, and a window.

—Very good.

—I like the room.

The bartender smiled in relief.

He removed the key from the lock and carefully placed it in my hand.

—Here it is.

—Please keep it safe.

I stored the key inside my armor.

—Now take care of the horses.

He made a small bow.

—Immediately, sir.

Before he left, I added.

—Have a good steak prepared.

My stomach clearly remembered that I had spent days only surviving on potions.

—And after that...

—Do not allow anyone to disturb me.

—Understood.

The door closed behind him.

Finally...

Silence.

I approached the door.

I closed it carefully.

As soon as the wood touched the frame...

I noticed something interesting.

The sounds coming from the hall practically disappeared.

I slightly tilted my head.

Good sound insulation.

I began carefully removing everything from the chests.

Spell books.

Alchemy ingredients.

Engineering tools.

Explosive fire crystals.

Each object was organized in a way that I could quickly reach it if I needed to escape.

While working, my thoughts returned to the events of that same day.

I attracted too much attention.

There was no denying it.

But...

I also had no choice.

If I showed weakness...

Perhaps that very night they would try to steal my chests.

Now, at least...

Most people would think twice before messing with me.

I looked through the window.

The walls of Monolith could be seen in the distance.

Even so...

It is much safer to remain inside a city than alone in that forest.

Even a group of acolytes would hardly cast destructive spells in the middle of an urban area.

The consequences would be too great.

I placed both hands on the table.

Another thought emerged.

There is a good chance... the dark acolytes are still searching for me.

Perhaps fifty percent.

Perhaps more.

I slowly closed my eyes.

The leader of that aerial attack did not seem like someone who would give up easily.

If they sent another group...

My response would be different, after all, on the ground I have my Golems and solid terrain to aim with 100% precision and hit the target.

Next time...

I will leave no one alive to continue the tracking.

My priority now was to disappear.

Gain time.

Recover my strength.

Gather information.

Then decide the next step.

At that moment, someone knocked discreetly on the door.

I opened only a small crack.

The bartender handed me a tray.

On it...

An enormous steak that was still steaming.

I closed the door again.

The aroma immediately filled the room.

I sat down in front of the table.

I cut a piece.

I brought it to my mouth.

I smiled.

It was not the best meat I had ever eaten.

But after a month of traveling...

It felt like a feast.

Within a few minutes...

The plate was completely empty.

I lightly knocked on the door.

The bartender appeared almost immediately.

I handed him the tray.

—You can take it.

He quickly collected everything.

Before he left, I spoke one last time.

—Remember.

—I do not want to be disturbed.

—No one will enter here, sir.

The door closed again.

I waited a few seconds.

Then I took out a small set of magical crystals from my pocket.

I discreetly spread mana particles around the door.

Then around the windows.

Finally...

Across the ceiling.

The particles remained invisible, forming a thin detection network.

Anyone who crossed that perimeter...

Would immediately produce a disturbance in my magical energy.

A silent alarm.

Simple.

But efficient.

Only then did I walk toward the bed.

I crossed my legs.

I slowly closed my eyes.

I breathed.

Meditation had become almost instinctive after so much time.

Even if my daily mana growth was small...

Every accumulated fraction made a difference.

Especially for someone who was still only a Level 2 acolyte.

The magical particles around me slowly began to flow.

My body relaxed.

My mind sank into a state of concentration.

More than an hour passed like that.

Until...

The accumulated exhaustion from the journey finally overcame me.

My head slowly tilted forward.

My consciousness disappeared.

And, for the first time since my balloon had been shot down...

I fell into a deep sleep.

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POV Tracking Fairy.

Outside Monolith City.

The wind passed through my translucent wings as I glided in circles above the forest.

From up there, everything seemed insignificant.

Then, finally...

My nose caught that scent.

I stopped in midair.

I smiled.

—Hehehe...

—I finally found you...

I folded my wings and dove toward the ground.

A few meters below were only the charred remains of a destroyed carriage.

The wheels were broken.

The metal parts twisted.

The wood still carried the smell of the explosion.

I landed delicately on one of the scorched boards.

My small white feet touched the blackened wood while my transparent wings slowly vibrated behind me.

I tilted my head.

I took a deep breath.

My tongue slowly slid out of my mouth.

It was long.

Thin.

It moved like a serpent’s tongue.

It tasted the air.

It sampled every particle left in that place.

My smile grew.

—This is the place...

I ran my fingers over the charred wood.

There were still mana residues.

And...

The scent of that human.

Suddenly...

She found something.

A nearly invisible thread.

Very weak.

Almost completely faded.

But it still existed.

My green eyes shone.

You tried to hide your scent...

Very clever...

But not clever enough...

I slowly raised my head.

The trail continued in another direction.

Very subtle.

Almost impossible to notice.

But my senses were made exactly for this.

I opened a smile filled with perfectly white teeth.

Human...

You will not be able to escape...

I beat my wings once.

My small body shot through the sky like a green arrow.

I followed the trail for several minutes.

Until...

I saw a horse eating grass completely alone in the forest.

Without a rider.

Without cargo.

Without a destination.

I stopped in the air.

I frowned.

Hmm?

I slowly descended.

My nose began working again.

My tongue tasted the air around the animal.

The scent was extremely strong.

The same.

Exactly the same.

I silently landed on the horse’s back.

The animal neighed in fear.

I stroked its mane.

—Calm down...

—You will take me to him...

My tongue tasted the air again.

Then...

My expression froze.

The scent...

Ended there.

I tilted my head again.

I smelled the horse’s neck.

Nothing.

My expression slowly changed.

The smile disappeared.

My eyes narrowed.

I looked to both sides around me.

Then at the sky.

Then back at the horse.

My jaw began trembling with irritation.

The human had disappeared completely.

My small fist clenched.

A vein bulged on my forehead.

That damn...

He tricked me...

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