Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Chapter 176 A Dangerous Provocation

Ian laughed at Lyra's murderous words as he found that since the fight with the bandit, she had become quite daring, always trying to fight to solve the trouble. That was the case with Dorian too.However, this time it wasn't good to fight. Not to mention whether Lyra was able to really defeat them was one question, as he said, he really needed them for crossing this sea.

"Okay, let's end this farce. Oi, you ugly guy, stop looking at my girl. Didn't you see you make her uncomfortable?"

"Do you want your eyes to get plucked out or what? I don't mind collecting the first material for my re

Ian didn't care about his cold murderous gaze and answered relaxedly while not forgetting to grab Aurora a little tighter into his arms, ignoring Carl's murderous gaze.

In fact, he had already finished recalling the plot of the Arcane Passage and knew who Borris was.

Basically, in simple terms, he was an early villain that Carl encountered in the novel; an ugly one at that.

So, an early skirmish between Carl and this guy on the ship was inevitable, and the subsequent plot in the novel involved his brother, a First-Ring Wizard who excelled in Transmutation research.

However, Ian didn't care about that. Instead, he suddenly remembered Carl's gain when he killed this guy's brother in the Arcane Passage.

So, he felt like making a plan from now seemed to be a good choice.

As he said always, he was a pragmatic person. If there was a gain, he didn't mind entertaining him a little.

"Do you have a death wish?"

Borris finally snapped as Ian's look was just the same as those Wizards eyeing their research object—insignificant.

"Borris, don't!"

Seeing that he seemed angry and was ready to attack, Varn hurriedly tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Borris didn't care about his warning but directly lifted his arms up and slammed his webbed hands onto the ship's deck.

"Putrid Surge!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, with his movements, dark water began seeping from beneath his palms, swirling into a vortex that snaked forward, directly heading toward Ian menacingly.

From the foul smell and sizzling sound, it seemed quite poisonous.

"What?"

"Oh... what is that?"

"Damn it... is he insane?"

"Fuck... why are you attacking us too?"

The range of the vortex was large, and Borris didn't bother to control it in the first place.

So, the youngsters who were watching a show between them were directly caught in the crossfire, causing them to curse loudly while trying to save themselves from harm with whatever they had.

Borris was indeed a person who was deemed a failed research product; he was indeed a person who had no potential to go forward on his own, but one thing no crew member on the Silver Gull disagreed with was that Borris was strong.

And more importantly, he was someone who was easily irritated, and once he became angry, it was hard to stop him from making reckless actions.

That's why Varn didn't want him to come up, as he knew these brats might irritate him with their words.

So, Ian saw the result of his provocations as a foul and poisonous dark water made its way towards him menacingly as if to drown everyone in its path, killing them in cold blood.

However, did he care?

From the way he remained relaxed, it was clear that he didn't.

"Mage Shield!"

Instead, looking at the swirling dark vortex, he just calmly chanted a spell covering him, Lyra, and Aurora inside a shimmering mana shield.

He didn't seem to care about others, though.

"This damn bastard. I told him not to come up."

However, although Ian didn't care about others' well-being, Varn couldn't.

At the end of the day, he was indeed a lowly worker working on the ship of a Wizard.

He might show his anger on these brats, but he couldn't allow actual harm upon them, at least not until they reached the Calvora Continent, as that might anger that person.

"Tidebind!"

Varn sighed and finally spouted a word from his mouth while opening his mouth wide, much wider than a human could possibly do.

His barely visible gills suddenly extended outward, elongating and growing as large as Borris's, while a strong suction force emerged from his mouth, targeting the vortex.

"Swishh!"

Just like the name of his spell suggested, his strong suction force caused the vortex that was about to engulf the crowd to suddenly stop spinning and freeze in its tracks.

Then, as if someone sipping liquid through a straw, it began to siphon directly to Varn's large mouth, disappearing into the darkness.

The entire process—from Varn shouting the spell name to swallowing the swirling black water—happened so quickly that the crowd stood frozen, gobsmacked by the sheer absurdity of the event.

"Gulp!"

"Damn, that was scary."

"Thank God, it stopped!"

"Are they human?"

Once Varn used his unnatural ability to drive off Borris's attack, he gulped down loudly, causing everyone to feel relaxed yet nervous.

Before, they all thought he was human, even a mortal below them, so they didn't quite take his words seriously.

Now, after seeing his ability with their own eyes, they couldn't help but feel lucky as they were quite rude before, weren't they?

"All right. Enough of this nonsense. Borris, reign your emotion and go down. This is not the place to go wild. Do you want to anger Sir Wizard? Don't forget, your brother can't save you here."

Varn was really angry this time as he loudly scolded Borris, who was still looking at Ian with a cold gaze.

Although he hated the idea of a Dreg traveling with them on this ship, he didn't want to escalate the situation like this either.

After all, the entire hatred stemmed from the idea that they had to entertain someone who seemed even less qualified to be a Wizard than they were.

His anger was purely about inequality—nothing more.

So, this sudden attack from Borris made his face as distorted as it could get.

He didn't want to show his unpleasant side in front of the whole crowd, but now nothing could be done about it.

'If you weren't the brother of that guy...'

He thought feeling quite annoyed.

Then, seeing that Borris seemed silent and had no intention to attack again, he turned his attention to the front toward Ian, intending to scold him too, when he heard a soft female voice followed by the male,

"Frozen Tempest!"

"Ice-Shard!"

"Swoosh!"