Chapter 899 - A Small One! Me Likey
899 A Small One! Me Likey
Only when one could think of every possible eventuality could one be called a trap master.
Sam was born into a hunter family. The tricks of setting up traps that had been passed down from his ancestors were not enough to take down powerful magical beasts, but they would be adequate to capture normal animals and small magical creatures.
Of course, this golden scale deer was not willing to give its life to them without a fight. Anger rose in its eyes as it looked at the boomerang flying towards it, two humans rushing over with swords, and ice walls rising in all directions.
The golden scale deer made a shrill cry, and all of a sudden all of its scales stood up. With the help of the sun, the scales radiated dazzling golden light in all directions.
The big net made of rope turned black instantly as if it had been burned by a fire. The ice walls were cut into pieces.
They avoided those golden lights reflexively, but their movements were very slow. It seemed that they were seeing something strange. Some people stood there, motionless.
Mag was surprised. He took a look at Evan, who was standing still holding up his staff, and Eva with a glazed look in her eyes. "This is illusion magic? " It seemed his spiritual power was too strong to be affected by it.
"They are not moving!" Amy exclaimed. "It's amazing, but the deer is getting away." The magical beast barely managed to climb out of the trap, lame in the right front leg.
Although he was surprised that Amy was not affected by the illusion magic, Mag took a look at the golden scale deer that had already run dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, and quickly said, "Can you catch it, Amy?"
Amy nodded. "Sure." She then stretched out her finger and pointed it at the deer ready to climb the cliff. "Stop right there, little deer!" she called out.
The galloping beast stopped moving right away as if frozen in time, its forelegs hanging in the air.
Mag's eyes went wide. He had thought Amy would use an ice spell, but this spell was clearly much more powerful.
This skill of hers had made all the preparations, traps, and the Rose Mercenary Squad's attack look like a joke.
"Master Urien taught me this. It's called cold domain. Nothing can move in the domain," Amy said with a look that was saying "praise me!".
"Well done!" Mag said with a smile, stroking her head. Amy was a natural with magic. It seemed she could master any spell, no matter how difficult.
Normally only magic casters above level seven could do domain magic. Without enough understanding of magic and certain talent, magic casters couldn't even understand what the domain was.
Amy was only a 4th-tier magic caster, but she was already able to work such a difficult spell. If this news got out, it would definitely cause another sensation.
The illusion magic was broken as the golden scale deer was captured. For a moment, the Rose Mercenary Squad looked confused as if not understanding what had just happened.
Sivir was the first to grasp the situation. "Crap! The deer!" she called out when she saw the traps were a mess and empty.
The other members of the Rose Mercenary Squad looked depressed when they realized that they had been under the influence of the deer's illusion magic; they thought their target had long since gotten away.
"Don't worry. I have caught it. The deer is right over there," Amy said, pointing.
They were shocked when they saw the beast standing there like a statue, its forelegs raised up and hindlegs bended.
"H… How is that possible?!"
Evan was as stunned as he was ashamed. He was beaten by a four-year-old.
There was no sign of ice, no sign of the deer having struggled, no sign of anything. It had to be a powerful spell to immobilize the deer so easily.
And the spell's caster was none other than Amy.
"I seem to recall you saying you'd do all the work, old man," Amy said with a smile, looking at Evan who was still sulking.
Embarrassed, Evan snorted and looked away.
Eva opened her mouth and closed it, glaring at Amy silently.
Mag's mouth curved in a gloating smile. There was nothing more satisfying than watching his daughter show off her power. "It can't move, but it's not dead. Tie it up," Mag said to Sivir.
"Right." Sivir removed from her waist a roll of rope with some kind of sigil on it, walked quickly to the golden scale deer, and tied it up securely. She then placed it on its side on the ground.
The rope had been enchanted. It was called spirit binding rope—a very common piece of equipment for mercenaries. The beast bound by the spirit binding rope would lose the ability to struggle. Therefore, it was very handy when the creature had to be caught alive.
The deer groaned desperately. It struggled, but to no avail.
Sivir smiled and stood up. "It's so cold!" she said, rubbing her hands together.
The temperature around this area had dropped significantly because of Amy's magic.
"We did it! Thanks to Mag and Amy, we have finally caught this 3rd-tier magical beast, which is the most difficult to catch!" Dennis said, excited.
"I underestimated its illusion magic," said Sam, "and my traps didn't work."
They looked down in wonder at the golden scale deer from the cave. It was worth as much as a normal 6th-tier magical beast.
That was when they heard a shrill laugh. "A male elf, hmm, not bad. Oh, and a small one! Me likey!" Mag looked up and saw a bunch of people at the edge of the cliff.