Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 1056  Arriving at the Fairy Tribe

Vicente was encouraged by the results of absorbing the essences of earth and lightning and didnʼt hesitate to absorb the essences of light.

He retracted his magnetic powers and soon exposed the Throne of Darkness and Light, revealing around him a configuration of pentagrams even superior to that of his first magical form.

As soon as he let the two golden gems float in the air, Vicente felt his body heat, with a golden glow covering him as it affected only his light-related pentagrams. Of his seven pentagrams, only three of them had an affinity with light. Only they were affected, but fortunately, two of them were of natural origin and quickly showed their qualitative improvements.

Vicente would not advance to the violet degree in one of his essences today, but he would be so close to that event that he was sure that, after absorbing his next pentagram, some transformations would take place in his powers.

Meanwhile, his aura improved a little more, reaching the middle of the 2-Star level, a fantastic improvement for only 2 gems.

When he had finished doing this and opened his eyes, observing how quiet his groupʼs temporary camp in the elf tribe was, he took a deep breath and retracted his powers, pondering resting until dawn.

ʼThatʼs good for today. The fairy tribe will give me some essences as Nan promised, so Iʼll probably reach 3-Star level in no time. Thatʼs good. Maybe I can reach 4-Star before I leave this island.ʼ

With that in mind, he deactivated the protective barrier around him, once again allowing his group mates and nearby elves to perceive his presence there.

Soon afterwards, Vicente closed his eyes, resting with a satisfied smile on his lips.

...

The night passed quickly, and soon it was daylight.

Nanʼs group woke up early, receiving a visit from the elven elders once again at breakfast.

Vicente promised he would return soon to get news from the descendants of the Polaris Realm natives, and as soon as the groupʼs warriors were ready with their carriages and belongings prepared, they set off back down the road.

Nan and the others noticed the differences in Vicenteʼs aura, but no one was really shocked. Everyone knew he must have done business with the elves that night and taken advantage of his opportunities.

But Larissa, who wasnʼt so used to the wonders of elemental essences, couldnʼt help but show some surprise. After a brief conversation with Vicente, she too was eager to hunt elementals and do business for elemental essences!

Nan promised to give Larissa an essence compatible with her and to give Vicente three compatible Eighth Class essences when they arrived at the Fairy Tribe. Her tribe had one of the best inheritances on the entire island, so she was confident of meeting the demands of these two and still keeping things for the future of her people.

Vicente and Larissa were naturally grateful for Nanʼs offer, eager to get to her territory to get on with their plans. Only Rex wouldnʼt take much advantage of these opportunities with elemental essences, since beasts werenʼt affected by this type of magical resource.

Nan, however, promised Rex that she would find a good magical fruit for him to strengthen himself and not fall behind Vincent and Larissa.

The group became happy with these opportunities and their future prospects, with the three members of Stonewall seeing their opportunity to grow stronger, while Nanʼs group saw the chance of good warriors acting on their behalf soon.

The journey between the elven and fairy tribes was neither long nor dangerous. Given the dominance of the alliance forces in this region of Amae, the group didnʼt have to face any attacks. Near dawn the next day, they would finally spot the magical heart of the Elves Tribe, where countless small winged figures dominated the horizon in small buildings along the forest.

Warriors of the race spotted the group and quickly got into formation, with the strongest remnants of the area lining up in front of the tribeʼs command center, welcoming their princess and regent back after years on a mission.

”Welcome back, Your Highness!” Several voices said simultaneously as the door of Nanʼs carriage opened and she left the vehicle ahead of her group.

Vicente and the others then got out of the vehicle, observing how respectfully the fairies treated Nan, with some of the 8th stage elders of the tribe passing on to her the information she already had and a few more details.

”... You must adapt quickly to your situation. You are now the regent, leader of the alliance and in charge of getting us to the end of this storm, Your Highness,” said a 4-Star old man, the strongest of the race around now.

”Iʼll do it,” Nan said with clenched fists before introducing Vicente to his people. ”In fact, Iʼve already started doing that. Elders, this in my group is Vicente Fuller, an ascended from a lower plane that I managed to bring over to the alliance side. Heʼs going to help us take back control of the island!”

The fairies naturally looked at Vicente in a similar way to what had happened in the Elves Tribe, although, because of his current stronger level, they didnʼt underestimate him as much as the elves had done.

Nan got straight to the point by explaining what Vicente was capable of and her agreement with him, then ordering someone to get the essences she had promised their trio of external allies.

The fairies reacted with some skepticism to Vicente, but he showed his powers to these magical creatures, ultimately convincing them.

As soon as this was settled, Nan finished his mission by handing over the weapons she had brought from Light Cay to Amae, until she finally asked to meet her old grandfather.

Aware that Vicente was a Healer close to reaching Eighth Class, Nan invited him to accompany her, heading to the main fairy estate in the tribe with him and the main Healer of his race.

The 3-Star Grand Magus Healer of the fairies could do nothing to help one of Amaeʼs strongest natives, a powerful 6-Star Grand Magus.

Vicente set his sights on the winged man, Nanʼs grandfather, and quickly saw the problems besetting the old leader of the island, who not only had deep wounds on his body, but had his soul poisoned.

ʼSpiritual poison... This is the kind of essence that only a very strong type of creature can use to afflict opponents like him. But strong experts would hardly allow themselves to be poisoned like that. Unless it was caused by an enemy masquerading as an ally.ʼ

Vicente narrowed his eyes as he stood in a small room made of bamboo, crouching beside a small bed.

He looked at the old man with his eyes closed, who had an ugly expression of pain on his face at the moment.

ʼOld man, listen to my plan...ʼ