Gravity Mage with Level-Up System Chapter 1850: Part 1: Green Elemental Tower Wizards

Crystal City Shop

That evening, as the shop neared closing, I finished dealing with the visitors. With no more patrons in sight, I instructed my employees to shut everything down.

Once that was handled, I retreated to my chamber. Positioning myself by the window, I anticipated the arrival of the Zero Puppet, confident it had gathered valuable data.

I aimed to uncover the schemes of those antagonistic powers ahead of everyone. Patiently, I lingered until the stroke of midnight.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a plume of dark crimson mist slipped through the window's crack. It materialized within the space, transforming swiftly into the Zero Puppet.

"Master," the puppet addressed me.

"Have you secured sufficient mana stones?" I inquired.

"Yes," it responded.

I settled onto the bed and began absorbing the intelligence briefing. On this occasion, the Zero Puppet delivered even richer details.

I'd anticipated it might detect concealed foes plotting an assault on me, yet the puppet unveiled an entire conspiracy.

The bizarre episode involving those men hauling a severed head stemmed from the Doyle Family. A chill glinted in my eyes.

I'd foreseen their aggression, but the Doyle Family striking first caught me off guard.

Who would follow? The Green Elemental Tower possessed superior assets; perhaps they'd devise a superior scheme. The Zero Puppet proceeded to disclose further revelations.

Minutes later, the Zero Puppet concluded its report. I expressed gratitude before storing it back in the Gregor Mansion.

With that done, I exited the room and headed to the terrace. I recalled the Infinite Wizard Association's promise to dispatch an agent with an intel update.

The agreement activated from this day. Barely 15 minutes had elapsed when the system alerted me to an intruder in the compound. I promptly shifted my attention to the entrance.

My eyes locked onto the primary gate, where an elongated shadow danced across the pavement in erratic zigzags. In an instant, it infiltrated the dwelling and ascended to the terrace.

A man in his middle years, dressed in dark attire, materialized. A mask obscured his features to shield his identity. Employing the system's scan, I detected no hostile vibes from him.

"Are you from the Infinite Wizard Association?" I questioned.

The man in black affirmed with a nod. He then launched into a summary of the Association's gathered intelligence. Arms folded, I stood attentively, absorbing every word.

I hadn't expected their reconnaissance skills to rival the Zero Puppet's prowess, but as moments ticked by, my view shifted dramatically.

The black-clad informant introduced fresh insights.

"Are you certain? The Green Elemental Tower dispatches a Magic Lord to approach me?" I sought confirmation.

The man in black nodded again.

My face grew grave. The Green Elemental Tower's strategy dawned on me—they aimed to test my mettle with their Magic Lord.

Openly snubbing a Magic Lord from the Green Elemental Tower risked sparking needless conflicts.

The messenger wrapped up his delivery. With my approval, he departed.

After his exit, I activated the system scan anew to ensure no onlookers monitored the area. Satisfied, I returned to my quarters and retired for the night.

The Next Morning

Following my morning preparations, I emerged from my room as always. A queue of eager buyers awaited. After a quick scan of the surroundings, I entered the office—maskless today.

I'd intended to adopt a alternate persona, but the black-clad man's data prompted a strategy pivot. Masquerading as "Frank" wouldn't fool a Magic Lord's scrutiny.

In the display chamber, I claimed the couch. Gazing out the pane, I noted the influx of patrons.

Retrieving my communicator, I dialed Manager Lara to inquire about the magic mask's progress.

Manager Lara picked up. "Vincent, how are things?"

"Hmm, I ran into a strange assassin yesterday," I replied, then recounted the prior day's chaos.

"Stay vigilant. Rumors say the enemy factions are mobilizing. Need assistance?" Lara pressed, her concern evident.

Vincent's adversaries—elite wizard clans and Magic Towers—had suffered losses against him before and now eyed revenge.

"I'll handle my own safety. But update me on the magic mask's status," I requested.

"I informed Lord Charlotte. Aware of your troubles, she assured me she'd address it," Lara answered.

Disappointment washed over me. Acquiring a premium mask artifact proved challenging, as I knew. We discussed a bit more before I hung up, stowed the device, and reclined.

Seems I'll rely on my true self for the coming days. I'd already notified everyone that "Frank" was away elsewhere, allowing me to oversee operations smoothly.

Meanwhile

The Green Elemental Tower deployed their team: a single Magic Lord accompanied by two Supreme Wizards.

They'd arrived in Crystal City. Spotting the lined-up shoppers, they bypassed the wait, intent on a direct audience with Wizard Vincent Carey.

They opted to reach out to local authorities first. Though Crystal City fell under Silver Tower jurisdiction, all belonged to the Mage Union.

Elder Blake and the officials monitored the city from their headquarters. With Wizard Vincent present, they braced for strikes from rival entities.

The previous day, an odd fellow had attempted to incriminate him; intel pointed to the Doyle Family's involvement, though proof remained elusive.

The suspect refused to talk, and extracting a confession meant escalating to Silver Tower superiors—a step they hadn't taken yet.