Gravity Mage with Level-Up System Chapter 1860: Clint realized the truth!

Crystal City-Shop

"Should you keep disturbing the business here, I’ll notify the Forbidden Wizards of the Silver Tower," Elder Blake warned Magic Lord Clint.

He had outright threatened him.

The mention of the Forbidden Wizards wiped the smile off Magic Lord Clint’s face.

He recognized his boundaries. Offending the Forbidden Wizards was something no fool would attempt.

Yet disappointment struck him upon noticing Vincent Carey’s calm demeanor. That b@stard showed zero anger.

He’d failed to provoke any response. With the crowd now present, making another move proved impossible.

Clint shot Vincent Carey a glance before departing the room. He eyed the staff once more prior to exiting the premises.

Throughout, nothing seemed amiss. Once he vanished, the staff breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Their plan had worked perfectly. Magic Lord Clint had stepped right into the trap without realizing it.

In the office, I scanned the room’s occupants. With a subtle eye signal to Elder Blake, I indicated to halt the recordings. He turned to his ally Chris, who grasped the cue instantly.

Chris swiftly terminated the live stream. The crucial moments had aired already. Since Magic Lord Clint had departed, continuing the broadcast served no purpose.

Meanwhile, I rose and faced Elder Blake and old man Rock.

"Elder Blake, he could return once he sees the news. Block him at the gate. Don’t let him inside the community," I instructed.

Realization lit up the faces around me.

"Got it," Blake replied, then exited. He commanded his subordinates, who followed him out.

Afterward, I departed the office to approach Chris.

"Wizard Vincent," Chris greeted.

"Excellent job. However, the danger lingers. That lunatic might return," I told Chris.

Chris paled at my words. Soon, he grasped the implications if Magic Lord Clint viewed the broadcast.

"I’ll dismantle the devices and reposition them at the entrance. Should he return to stir trouble, it’ll all get captured," Chris declared.

He alerted his team, and they sprang into action immediately.

I shifted my attention to old man Rock, inquiring if the members had roused.

"They’re up. They wished to join us, but I advised rest first," old man Rock answered.

"Fine," I responded. Then I headed back to my quarters to check my state. Earlier, the Magic Lord’s coercion had struck me.

My body felt ripped apart. Alone in my room, I called up the status panel. My eyes locked on the attributes. Stats had plunged sharply, yet my core foundation remained intact.

Thus, I retrieved healing treasures and began ingesting them. Gradually, the stats started climbing back.

Relief washed over me as recovery progressed. Finally, I closed the status panel.

...

Magic Lord Clint arrived at his hotel. In the hallway, the two Supreme Wizards awaited him. He ignored them completely and entered his suite.

Relaxation eluded him as a call came in. It was the first time he’d checked the device since departing earlier.

Numerous missed calls assaulted his screen, snapping him alert. A sense of dread gripped him.

He picked up the call. Instantly, his friend’s furious yells erupted from the line.

"Hold on, what’s going on?" Clint demanded.

"Check the news immediately," his friend shot back.

The call cut off. Clint activated the digital display to tune into the news. Abruptly, his own image filled the screen.

His features twisted in shock. Rage surged through his veins.

His every deed at the shop stood captured, coercion unleashed on Wizard Vincent Carey included.

His words had been documented too.

Media outlets now looped his statements endlessly. He’d invoked the Green Elemental Tower’s name.

Fury warped his expression. His schemes lay bare. Worse, the admissions spilled from his own lips.

A vein throbbed on his forehead.

Wizard Vincent had unmasked him completely. Incredulity hit as he replayed Vincent Carey’s non-reactions from the outset.

Suddenly, it clicked why that b@stard stayed mute throughout. No spark of ire emerged because the entire scheme was orchestrated. Clint had been the dupe.

Boom!

Coercion exploded from him, slamming into the furnishings. They shattered in moments.

Now he knew why his friend had rung him.

He’d wrecked it all himself, straight from his mouth. Urge to rush back and face that b@stard Vincent Carey burned fierce.

Swoosh!

He stormed from the room toward the exit. Spotting the two Supreme Wizards once more, their presence outside now made sense.

Magic Lord Clint left the hotel by himself once more, without bringing them along. Soon enough, he arrived at the Crystal Community.

Just as he prepared to step inside, Elder Blake along with the officials blocked his path.

"What are you doing?" Magic Lord Clint questioned him.

Meanwhile, Chris and his group had everything set up. They started another live broadcast.

The clash between Magic Lord Clint and Elder Blake was now airing live.

Magic Lord Clint tried pushing his way into the community, yet Elder Blake held nothing back.

He seized Magic Lord Clint’s arm. Casting magic spells was forbidden here—it violated the rules.

Similarly, applying pressure through coercion wasn't acceptable either.

Fury surged through Magic Lord Clint. At that instant, his device vibrated once more. The earlier chat with his friend flashed in his mind.

Glancing about, he noticed several individuals holding devices. Hidden within the community, they captured every moment covertly.

Upon spotting them, Clint grasped the situation instantly. The whole scene was being broadcast live at this moment. To verify, he pulled out his device and glanced at it.

The news channels showed it too. Footage of him examining his phone played out in real-time on the broadcast.