Gravity Mage with Level-Up System Chapter 1924: Powerful Ship

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Previously on Gravity Mage with Level-Up System...
Sam Patrick leads the masked protagonist to a secret treasury, guarded by an elder with powerful, invisible restrictions. After Sam vouches for the protagonist, the elder disables the traps and allows him inside. The protagonist uses his system to identify a unique, half-damaged blue pearl artifact, which grants the ability to breathe underwater for an hour. He chooses this item, explaining it will aid his upcoming sea voyage. The elder and Sam confirm the pearl's usefulness against sea monsters and shipwrecks. The protagonist takes the pearl, leaving the elder intrigued by his perceptive choice.

Blue Falls City

Alone within the room, I examined the sapphire-blue pearl. I activated the system's probe function, and the results confirmed my suspicions: this blue pearl grants the ability to breathe underwater.

After securing the pearl, I resolved to wait out the remaining two days. My thoughts turned to the mysterious assassin. Once again, their meticulously laid plans had been foiled. They must be absolutely furious.

Shaking my head, I considered the national alert that must be in effect. The assassin organization is now officially banned within the country. Having revealed their hand, a direct assault would be highly unlikely to succeed again. Pushing such thoughts aside, I retired to the bed, knowing that anyone could appear at the door at any moment.

Meanwhile, news of the recent attacks rapidly disseminated throughout the city, and soon after, the entire nation. The public was stunned; no one had anticipated the Sky Water Tower's direct involvement. This event had placed the country on high alert, given the killer organization's history of assassinating numerous government officials. The nation had been actively searching for them, and their reappearance prompted the immediate dispatch of elite wizards to track them down.

The Sky Water Tower, upon receiving the news, was similarly shocked. The mission's failure, for the second time, was entirely unexpected. The plan had been flawless, executed with precision by the Magic Lord himself, yet the target remained unharmed. In the aftermath, the higher authorities within the organization ordered all operatives to remain in their hidden bases. The Magic Lord, who had managed to flee earlier, had successfully escaped capture.

Currently, the assassins are confined to their secret locations. Any operative venturing outside risked immediate apprehension. The government possessed various interrogation methods capable of extracting confessions with minimal effort, meaning even a single captured operative could expose their entire network.

Two days elapsed. Sam Patrick and I returned to the Montex Shipping Company. They had arranged for a van to transport passengers to the port. Upon our arrival, we observed government officials stationed at the entrance. A knowing glint appeared in my eyes; this presence was undoubtedly a consequence of the killer organization's recent actions and the subsequent nationwide alert.

As we exited the car, Sam Patrick instructed the driver to proceed to the port, announcing his intention to accompany me. Approaching the gate, the officials requested our identification. Sam Patrick presented his, and as they turned to me, he vouched for my identity. I then produced the golden ticket, which immediately dispelled the guard's suspicion. Due to the stringent security protocols of the Montex Shipping Company, I was granted entry, and we proceeded through the gate.

As we neared the main building, a throng of passengers became visible. My mask immediately drew attention, and heads turned in our direction. I paid them no mind, awaiting the manager's arrival. Soon, Manager Robert emerged, his gaze sweeping the area before settling on Sam Patrick and me with a knowing twinkle. He approached us and greeted us warmly.

"Lord, we will be departing shortly," he informed me. I acknowledged his statement with a nod.

Before long, ten vans arrived to transport the one hundred passengers, including myself. Boarding commenced sequentially. When my turn arrived, Sam Patrick and I entered a van, followed by Manager Robert, who seemed intent on staying close. I surmised that his proximity might be due to the potential need for protection at sea and did not object. The van then set off towards the port. It would be my first time witnessing the actual seashore, and a flicker of anticipation sparked within me.

Sam Patrick pointed out significant landmarks along the route, a welcome distraction after two days confined indoors due to the recent attacks. I listened attentively as he spoke, while Manager Robert also took the initiative to highlight several points of interest.

Twenty minutes later, the van reached the port. My gaze was drawn to the spectacular vista outside: a vast, brilliant blue sea stretching endlessly towards the horizon. I could sense the abundant water mana permeating the environment, a clear indication of why the populace here was blessed with the potential to become Water Wizards.

The van halted on the platform, and passengers began disembarking. We were among the last. Sam Patrick exited first, followed by me, and finally, Manager Robert stepped out.

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd as they beheld the colossal ship docked at the port, bearing the insignia of the Montex Shipping Company on its hull. I immediately utilized the probe function to scan the vessel. The system returned a wealth of information, revealing that, much like the sky carrier, the ship was constructed with advanced magic technology, enabling long-distance travel and ensuring a smooth journey for all passengers. This magic technology also provided significant protection, rendering the ship impervious to sinking by any Sea Monster of the 11th or 12th Order.

The vessel's construction was designed for resilience against numerous assaults. My gaze remained fixed upon it. Sam Patrick and Manager Robert observed my contemplation. They allowed me my silence. Presently, my thoughts returned, and I addressed them. "My Lord, I shall escort you to the ship," Manager Robert offered. Sam Patrick and I fell into step behind him. As the ship loomed larger, its sheer size became apparent. Intricate magic inscriptions adorned both its upper and lower surfaces. One could only imagine the untold wealth invested in its creation. We then proceeded onto the deck, where other passengers were already boarding. My eyes scanned the assembled individuals. Many were accompanied by their protectors or escorts, displaying cultivation levels indicative of Supreme Wizards and Magic Lords. It was evident they hailed from influential backgrounds.