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The Undying Magician - Book 5 - Chapter 35
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Nathan
Year 2851 | Month 5 | Day 18
I end up taking it rather slowly to make my way back to the First Magic Tower. Simply because there’s no reason to rush. After all, all I’m going to be doing there is the same thing I’m already doing on my ship.
Experimenting, training, and spellcrafting.
Nothing more, nothing less.
That said, when I do make it to the First Magic Tower, the first thing I find is Crimson greeting me at the hangar. With a wide grin on his face at that.
Well, he seems happy.
The hangar itself is a private hangar for the Magic Tower, so there aren’t any paparazzi here like the last time I arrived at the First Magic Tower. But that doesn’t change the fact that I see millions of people cheering down in the streets before arriving at said hangar. During the time we were flying over said city to get to the hangar.
“Looks like you’re even more interesting than I thought,” Crimson says with a smirk on his face.
I look at him and shrug as I state, “You said to use any means to get rid of our targets. I just did that.”
He chuckles before telling me to follow him. At which point he leads me all the way to the top of his tower. Where we originally met.
Then he hands me an unknown device. One that looks kind of like a wrist watch.
“What’s this?” I ask while trying to examine the thing. But the only thing I can find about it is that it has blood mana in it.
Magitech equipment? Probably made by Crimson himself at that.
No idea what it does though.
“This is something you probably really want,” Crimson explains while walking over to his balcony and leaning over the railing at its edge with his arms crossed. “I decided I wanted to help you with a little problem you have back in your home. But considering everything that space magician has done to you, I thought you’d like to handle him yourself.”
My mind blanks for a moment. Then it runs as quickly as possible trying to find the meaning of his words.
And it doesn’t take long before I come to a very nice conclusion.
“Blood tracker?” I ask while looking up at the blood magician.
What else could it be?
It’s a magitech watch with a screen on it and blood mana in it. He just said he ‘thought I would like to handle him myself’ after mentioning handling that space magician for me. And it is entirely possible for a blood magician to track anyone through just a few drops of their blood.
“Correct,” Crimsons says without showing any surprise at my successful guess. “After equipping it, that device will lead you directly to the space magician. But it will only work when he is outside of the mana planes. So until then, you’ll just have to wait. You can, however, use it to learn when he leaves the mana planes and track him down afterward.”
“This is very appreciated,” I tell him with a smile on my face while putting the watch on my arm.
Normally I would be more cautious putting on a magitech item created by a blood magician, but even if his magic could permanently affect me, I’m a vampire. So my blood is mixed with death mana. Which makes it very difficult for a blood magician to control.
After all, my blood isn’t just made of blood mana. And he can’t control death mana.
So it’s fine.
“The device is made from hardened metal made by me personally and is the hardest material in the entire world,” Crimson continues while turning his gaze onto the device itself. “You can wear it in the middle of a nuclear explosion and it won’t get so much as a scratch. So don’t be worried about it being destroyed.”
Well that’s nice.
Not sure quite how I feel about wearing a watch made of blood around everywhere, but whatever. I drink blood from time to time anyways.
What’s so different about wearing something made of blood than that?
I give a firm mental nod of my head while knocking that worry out of my mind.
“Beyond that, I have one more gift for you,” Crimsons says while snapping his fingers, opening a small portal to his own storage space. Following which a set of clothes appears from it that he tosses towards me. “This is a set of self-repairing clothes tailored to your sizes and based on the colors we’ve seen you wear. It will repair itself at a rapid speed after being damaged.”
That has me raising a brow before I take a closer look at the outfit itself.
The outfit looks to be largely made out of black leather with black armor making up only a few parts with some sort of black metal. Metal that only covers shoulder plating, knee plating, metal boots, and metal gloves. Or gauntlets. Not sure what the difference is.
There’s no metal on the torso or anywhere else, and the outfit is more like a set of pants, a shirt, and a jacket over it. Just with bits of armor spread throughout.
Overall, I quite like the outfit.
Something tells me though that the main reason they made this outfit was that they got sick of seeing me ending up naked on broadcasts. Even if said broadcasts were censored.
Either way though, I’m just glad that I won’t have to constantly buy new outfits anymore.
“Of course, if the entire outfit is destroyed before it can repair, or the outfit runs out of the different mana types necessary to repair itself, the outfit won’t be repairing,” Crimson continues. “But it doesn’t require much mana to repair the outfit, so it should last for a good several months. And you can have it repaired whenever you desire simply by handing it over to one of the Magic Towers for recharging.”
“You have my gratitude,” I tell him with a smile, making him nod in return.
Then I head straight to the lab assigned to me during my stay for the next three months.
