Chapter 501 501 Whack a Talisman
501 501 Whack a Talisman
"Mana me up, big man. I've found one!" The Faerie shouted a few minutes after they had taken off.
That was near where Wolfe had found the other ones, barely outside the perimeter of their safe zone. Wolfe made a note of it on the map, along with the other ones he had found, and reached out to pat the little Fae's head so that he could transfer her some Mana.
"See, this is how it's supposed to be. A spell needs to be cast; you provide the Mana. Got it, useless Witch?" The Fae taunted her former mistress.
"Stop picking on her. She's flying right now, and she's got to keep the plane's crystals full. You just keep an eye out for more of those Talismans." Wolfe chastised her while the Faerie destroyed the cursed item from over ten kilometres away.
"Oh, there's more. Keep the Mana coming. I think they dropped them in a cluster around the little lake over there." The Faerie instructed.
Without needing orders, the Witch turned the plane toward the water and slowed the speed a bit while the Fae pulled Wolfe's Mana to destroy the cursed items.
By the time they were finished, they were over the lake, and Wolfe had just begun to sense the last few of the Talismans.
"Fae senses for curses are superb. If you need more Mana to keep a sensory spell active, let me know. I want to destroy as many of those Talismans as possible." Wolfe instructed.
"I can expand my range a little further with magic, but not too much. I'm still a Rank One Fae, after all."
That was definitely a dig at her Witch, who flipped her off in return.
The Fae wasn't slacking in her search for more of the Talismans, so Wolfe let their bickering slide and only gave the witch some instructions.
"Follow the route here along the valley where most of the villages have been built. We want to get the Talismans which have dropped close to populated areas first." He directed, pointing them out on the laminated map on the dash.
"Got it." Wolfe hid his laughter as the pilot struggled against the curse she had cast on herself so that she could avoid addressing him with an honorific.
It would likely be whatever one she had forced the Faerie to use with her or a male equivalent of it, so it shouldn't be too embarrassing for public use, but it would definitely be hard on her pride.
The plane turned to follow the valley through the foothills, past the villages, but the Faerie stopped them.
"No, wait. That's not where they're dropping them. Look at these locations. They're all places where wild animals gather. They're not where people would gather. I think that they want the monsters to build up as large of a population as possible before the residents intervene." The Fae insisted.
"Alright, you set the course to our destination, but not too far out of our way. We've got to get them taken care of before this gets out of hand." Wolfe agreed.
"Then you should likely pump as much Mana as you can into the Fae Forest spells, shouldn't you? I know you limited them to limit the growth of the effect on the rest of the Frozen Wastes, but now that someone HAS noticed and gotten hostile about it, why continue to hold back?
The more of the region that we can cover with the spells, the harder it will be for their curses to make the monsters rabid. The spells we cast calm them, which should balance the enraging effect and keep the problem at a similar level but with some stronger monsters to shoot at."
Wolfe nodded. "I will keep it in mind. We might need some of that extra Mana from the arrays for ourselves if they try to invade us directly, and the barrier that I cast is already sucking up a fair bit as they keep increasing the number of Monsters they try to turn in our region."
The Faerie giggled. "You know, the Fae would take care of most of them on their own. You didn't need to go so far as to pacify absolutely everything."
"Oh, ye of little faith. I set it that way so that they couldn't portal in powerful Witches to break the spell and invade us. As it stands, they will need to get a group of Generals together to nullify my spell as they open the Portal if they want to pay us a hostile visit."
"Oh, so there was a reason for it. I see now. I'll bet they're fuming over there in their central command, wondering why they can't deal with us.
Oh, there are more Talismans here. I knew this was the way. Turn south a little and follow this group of trees, then down the ridgeline again and out into those open plains. I can sense dark magic that way as well."
The pilot followed the little Faerie's directions, and the rate at which they were finding cursed Talismans began to skyrocket. There were a lot of monsters in the area, and most of them were already at Rank Two, with some about to reach Rank Three.
Whenever they got close enough to a powerful monster, Wolfe would strike it down with [Wind Blades], trying not to draw too much attention to their presence but not willing to leave those monsters rampaging around the region.
"This is a mess. I don't know what that spell up ahead is, but it's not a Cursed Talisman. It's way more evil than that." The Faerie warned Wolfe as they approached.
"Crap, turn North now," Wolfe ordered as he realized what they were facing.
The United World Military had sent an entire Company of Witches to the continent, all armed with curses and mundane weapons. They had no fewer than four of the Rank Five witches with them, and the Witch Magic barrier that they had put up was one that he was completely certain that he wouldn't get through in time to fly overhead.
"Did they see us?" The Witch asked.
"Most likely not. We are in the clouds, and I found them through magical detection. The Witches' senses aren't quite as keen in that way, so I think we should be safe. I will know if they start following us."
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