Gravity Mage with Level-Up System Chapter 1854 1854: Red line crossed

Silver Tower

Lara smiled as she remarked, "It seems you badly require the magic mask."

"Yes, you're aware of the trouble there. They're disrupting business. What can I do next?" I inquired of her.

"Why not seek aid from the Lords?" Lara countered.

"Forbidden Wizards are occupied. They've assisted me numerous times already. I can't rely on them constantly."

"I wish to handle it myself," I continued.

With a sigh, Lara retrieved the white mask from her storage bracelet and handed it over to Vincent Carey.

"Manager Lara told me it's no regular mask. A Mage Union member obtained it from outer space, and it wound up in storage."

"Lord Charlotte delivered it to you via Elder Dana," Manager Lara clarified.

"Outer space?" I pondered inwardly.

Uncertain of when I'd possess the power to venture into outer space, I took the white mask and examined it closely.

Credits earned from my last mission secured this item. Its grade remained unknown to me.

"Manager Lara, what grade is this mask?" I asked, driven by curiosity.

"Grade?" Manager Lara repeated.

"Lord Charlotte never specified. Shall I reach out to her?" she offered.

"No need. Thank you for your assistance. I'm heading out now," I responded.

Worry filled Lara. She realized Vincent Carey endured covert assaults from every direction and had kept track of the updates.

Something occurred to her, prompting her to warn, "Vincent, stay cautious. Don't let their schemes provoke you. Striking first would land you in their trap."

"I understand," I answered as I departed. Rather than returning to the room, I proceeded elsewhere.

I left the Silver Tower and stepped outdoors. Without delay, I boarded the aircraft and lifted off minutes afterward.

...

Meanwhile,

Magic Lord Clint and his group arrived to stir trouble, only to discover Vincent Carey's absence. Excitement surged through Magic Lord Clint.

Long desiring to sabotage the business without success, he now saw his chance since Wizard Vincent Carey was away.

He chose to go after the staff. Unfazed by Elder Blake and the officials present, he directly challenged staff member Hank and the rest.

Boom!

Coercion erupted from him toward them. Hank bore the full force, forcing him to his knees amid the customers.

Shock gripped every customer in the gallery room.

"Do you not know proper respect for a Magic Tower member? Moreover, I'm a Magic Lord and a key wizard in the Mage Union," Clint declared defensively.

Wade and Cody, trailing behind, smirked. As Supreme Wizards, Clint's coercion left them unaffected.

Such boldness belonged solely to Magic Lord Clint.

Boom!!

Clint unleashed even greater coercion. Dreadful pressure crashed onto Hank.

"AaaahHh!"

A stifled groan escaped Hank. Agonizing burn coursed through him, with blood trickling from his lips.

The sight caused everyone's expressions to shift dramatically. Fury ignited in Patrick and Otto, while Old man Rock stayed composed.

He'd watched this individual closely from the start, aware Magic Lord Clint sought to create chaos.

With Master Vincent present earlier, Clint avoided overstepping. Now that the Master was away, he seized the moment to injure them.

"Harumph," Clint snorted, then directed pressure at them too. The fearsome Magic Lord aura struck both.

"Aaahhhh!"

The force slammed them fiercely. They cried out before slamming into the wall, which cracked despite its strength moments later.

Alarm!

Terror seized the customers, who fled the shop in panic.

Elder Blake and Magic Lord Rock could endure no more. They protected Patrick, Otto, and Hank, nullifying the pressure.

"Magic Lord Clint, you've gone too far. I'll report this to the Silver Tower. You've disrupted business and endangered customers," Blake stated furiously.

Grinning triumphantly, Magic Lord Clint had completed his objective. He glanced at Wade and Cody before exiting. After their departure, Blake inquired, "When will Wizard Vincent return?"

The information was out. They knew of Vincent Carey's visit to the Silver Tower.

"He should be returning soon," Rock replied. Anger burned in him, yet action required authorization.

He guided the wounded to their quarters. Customers had all escaped, leaving the place empty. The outdoor line had vanished earlier.

Blake observed the chaos, fists clenched tight. As a mere official, he lacked authority without Silver Tower directives.

A few hours passed,

A Black Raven Aircraft touched down before the building. I emerged and stored the aircraft in the system space.

Once finished, I entered the building. Abruptly, the system alerted me to the destruction. A sharp gleam flashed in my eyes.

Stepping into the gallery room, I noted the shattered wall and scattered collections on the ground.

Elder Blake and officials awaited me there. Relief washed over them at my arrival.

"Wizard Vincent, apologies," Elder Blake expressed, then detailed the incident.

My face stayed serene initially, but hearing of Magic Lord Clint's coercive assault on the staff shattered my calm.

A crushing pressure bore down on Elder Blake suddenly, like a sudden surge in overhead weight. It vanished after a moment, leaving him drenched in cold sweat.

Though a Magic Lord himself, with Wizard Vincent being a Supreme Wizard, Blake sensed real danger from him—an astonishing revelation.

Immediately after, unease gripped him. He feared Wizard Vincent might act rashly.

"Elder Blake, have you reported this to the superiors?" I questioned.

"I plan to do so shortly," Blake answered.

"Notify me once it's done," I instructed.

Blake nodded and departed with the officials. He foresaw imminent chaos engulfing the city.