Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 798: Arrival At Lantir Town

After their brush with the Sirens, Ethan and his group no longer encountered any mishaps during their travel at sea.

The Catkins were ashamed because they hadn't been strong enough to resist the enchantment of the song. Not only did it almost cost them their life, but Ethan also had to save them.

If the young man hadn't been around, they would have become the captives of the Sirens and used as their playthings.

Lyall, on the other hand, teased her brother, Conall, and told him that it was a shame because he missed the opportunity of a lifetime to get a harem of Sirens.

Conall could only roll his eyes at his sister's attempt to tease him. While he did like beautiful women, he had no intention of living the rest of his life on an island surrounded by monsters who might eat him in more ways than one.

Finally, on the eighth day, they finally reached the lands of Midgard, making the weary travelers decide to land in the first town they saw along the way.

Although it would delay their trip by a day, Ethan thought that it was important to let everyone step on dry land first, so that they could regain their bearing.

The Catkins immediately went to buy food to restock their supplies.

Ethan, on the other hand, decided to take a stroll in the town with Nicole and Hecate.

Of course, Lyall decided to tag along with them, leaving her brother, Conall, to watch over the flying ship.

Seeing a handsome young man and three beautiful girls walking together in the streets made several young men feel jealous of Ethan.

Of course, there were other guys who simply whistled and gave the girls playful winks as if telling them that they should ditch the teenage boy and hang with them instead.

"Lyall, they are calling for you," Nicole said in a playful tone.

"Eh? I don't like trash," Lyall replied. "Besides, they are weaker than me."

Hecate, who didn't hesitate to walk hand in hand with Ethan, was already used to this kind of treatment.

Even in the Magdar Kingdom, she would often feel the lustful gaze of men who were charmed by her beauty.

As a Half-Elf, her looks really stood out.

Coupled with her gentle aura and innocent looks, even ladies weren't able to take their eyes off her.

Of course, Ethan, who thought that Hecate was feeling intimidated by the people looking at her, gave her hand a gentle squeeze as if telling her that she had nothing to worry about since he was there.

If there was someone stupid enough to try to approach them to flirt with the girls in public, forget about Ethan—Lyall and Nicole were more than enough to make them regret being born in the world.

After buying a few souvenirs from the shops, they once again returned to the flying ship.

Merric and the other Catkins were given the rest of the day off so that they could rest for a bit.

They had been diligently manning the flying ship for several days, and Ethan didn't want to overwork his people.

However, before taking his well-deserved rest, Merric still gave Ethan a report.

"It will probably take us three to five days to reach the City of Cashel, Young Master," Merric said. "Also, we can't land our Flying Ship in the city. They don't allow Flying Ships that don't bear the insignia of the Milesian Nobility inside the city.

"The closest we can get is a mile away from it. For the rest, we will have to travel on land."

"Understood." Ethan nodded. "Rest for now, Merric. We will resume our journey tomorrow."

"Thank you, Young Master," Merric replied before bowing his head in respect.

After the Catkin left Ethan's room, the young man took out the crystal ball from its magical pouch and contacted Professor Rinehart to give his report.

"Good evening, Professor," Ethan greeted as soon as the Headmaster of the Academy appeared on the Crystal Ball. "We have safely arrived in a town called Lantir. We will stop traveling for a day to let everyone get a proper rest."

"I've been to that town once when I was traveling Midgard with Barret," Professor Rinehart replied. "The locals are friendly, especially toward the ladies."

"I agree, Professor," Ethan replied. "They are indeed very friendly.'

Professor Rinehart chuckled, sensing the sarcasm in Ethan's tone.

"Make sure to contact me before you enter Cashel City," Professor Rinehart said. "If I don't hear from you two days after that, I will send Barret to look for you."

"Understood."

"Remember—you are not alone in this mission Ethan. Prioritize the safety of your friends."

Ethan nodded. "Don't worry, Professor. I will keep that in mind."

After some idle talk, Ethan bid his goodbye and stored the crystal ball inside its magic pouch.

Seeing that Ethan was done talking with the Professor, Lilith jumped out of his shadow and sat beside the young man on the bed.

"I'm sure that the Orpheus Clan have already infiltrated the City of Cashel by now," Lilith said. "I just don't know if they will be able to find clues on where the headquarters of the Blood Fangs are located."

"It doesn't matter even if they didn't manage to find them," Ethan replied. "I have a feeling that they will come to us themselves when we enter the city."

Hecate had already informed them that Godfrey's subordinates were always on the lookout for powerful witches whom they believed their Master would enjoy as an offering.

Since he had two exceptional witches in his group who were not only beautiful but also powerful, it was only a matter of time before the Blood Fangs set their sights on them.

Naturally, Ethan had no intention of letting Nicole and Hecate be taken by these people.

The two witches had already told him that they were willing to become bait to draw out their enemies to them.

But Ethan had a better idea.

He was going to do this for the very first time.

However, for the sake of raising the chances of succeeding while keeping Nicole and Hecate safe, he was willing to take a gamble.

It was a strategy that he believed had a high chance of success.

All he needed to do was swallow his pride and make sure that the secretive cult would set its sights on him instead.