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𝐀 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭
When questioned by Barbassa, Luke hastily made an excuse.
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“Well. . . actually, my unique magic is tracking. It’s not a useful magic as a noble, but it’s convenient for hunting and times like this.”
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“. . .There’s such a unique magic. I can’t believe it at once, but there’s certainly a trace.”
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“From this wound, it seems that they passed here not so long ago. Probably 1 hour, at most not more than 2 hours.”
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“You can tell that much. . .”
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Barbassa thought for a while, but eventually called three soldiers.
A fox-type beastkin, a dark elf, and a halfling.
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“Fox, you follow the trace of this tree root. Farlig, you go to the right, Logg to the left. If you don’t find anything after an hour, come back.”
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The three soldiers quietly nodded and turned on their heels.
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“Wait, please.”
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Luke stopped those soldiers.
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“What is it, is there still something?”
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“No. . . there’s a possibility that they might be detecting intrusions with magic or setting traps. You should be careful about that.”
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“. . .Then take this.”
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Barbassa handed a bracelet with a blue magic stone to the three soldiers.
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“It’s a magic tool for detecting magic. If that magic stone glows red, retreat immediately.”
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The three nodded nervously and disappeared into the forest this time.
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Barbassa glared at Luke.
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“That’s one of the treasured magic tools of the demon tribe. If you said that to use it, I won’t forgive you.”
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“No way, I just wanted to say that there’s a possibility because the people who are careful enough to hide their footprints.”
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“. . .You’re a tough guy. But well, take a rest for now.”
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Barbassa said that and returned to his subordinates.
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“Luke, did you see something?”
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Alma came up with a worried face.
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“There are 25 bandits, they should be somewhere not an hour from here. But be careful. They don’t seem to be ordinary bandits.”
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Luke answered in a low voice.
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The bandits were carefully erasing their traces, but Luke could clearly see the footprints leading into the forest.
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But would ordinary bandits do this much?
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And they’re even covering up with magic.
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That’s an act that can’t be thought of from ordinary bandits.
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A bad premonition was about to raise its head in Luke’s chest.
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Then, less than an hour later, the fox came back.
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“Sir, the magic stone glowed red.”
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A quiet murmur spread among the subjugation team.
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“It seems to be true.”
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Barbassa muttered, looking at Luke.
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After a while, the dark elf and halfling who had gone to scout returned, but they seemed to have swung and there was no notable report.
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“It’s decided. It seems that there is someone who uses magic on the other side. I will lead from now on. Don’t step into places other than where I passed.”
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Barbassa said that and entered the forest, flipping his robe.
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As a lord of the demon realm, Barbassa’s ability was real.
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He accurately found and neutralized the cleverly hidden traps and magic circles for detection.
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“Impressive, if we had entered without knowing anything, I think our position would have been exposed within 5 minutes.”
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Luke spoke in a low voice to Alma and Kiel who were walking next to him.
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Kiel returned a curious face to the admiring Luke.
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“Is that so? I don’t understand anything.”
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“That’s what’s amazing.”
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What Luke admired was the accuracy and speed of Barbassa.
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Not only did he discover the cleverly concealed magic circle, but he also immediately built a magic formula to respond to it and neutralized it.
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Moreover, even if the magic formula is slightly wrong, it will be noticed by the opponent in no time, but he is doing it without disturbing the walking pace.
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From the side, it would probably look like he was just walking normally.
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However, there is a high-level magic that can only be used by the highest-ranking magicians among the human race.
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“Is this the magic of the demon tribe. . .”
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Luke sighed in admiration at the magical power of the demon tribe.
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“Hmph, I don’t need flattery.”
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Barbassa muttered in a bored manner when he heard Luke’s words.
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“Rather than that, you, if you know what I’m doing, why don’t you help a little. I don’t feel like being bothered with such chores forever.”
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“Understood.”
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Luke stood next to Barbassa and started walking side by side.
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“There is a magic circle about 10 meters ahead, and there is an attack magic circle on the tree to the right. That one will scatter a blast when you pass through it.”
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“. . .Who are you, really? How can a mere human distinguish that.”
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Barbassa glared at Luke as he lightly waved his fingertips and erased the magic circle.
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“Ah, well, you see, there are some gaps in the branches and bushes, right? It often becomes like that due to the influence of the magic circle. If it’s a unique magic of tracking, you can understand such things.”
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“. . .Is that true?”
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Barbassa didn’t seem to believe it.
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Luke’s fist passed in front of Barbassa’s eyes.
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There was an arrow in his hand.
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The arrow feathers were trembling finely as if they had just been fired.
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“?!”
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“Don’t worry, it seems to be a trap arrow. I don’t feel anyone aiming at it.”
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Luke said that and looked back.
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“It may be uneasy, but it’s safer not to check inside the bushes.”
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“I, I’m sorry!”
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The soldier walking behind turned pale and bowed his head.
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“. . .I’ll thank you.”
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“No, I just did what was natural. Rather than that, considering the number of traps, they might be camping.”
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Luke smiled and started walking next to Barbassa.