"Halt!"

One of the armed men yelled, aiming his gun at them.

Eustace and Constance looked at each other. They knew they were in a tight spot.

They used their Magic Zone to scan these people, and they realized that they were not from the Police force, the Arcanist Guild, or the Faction's Order...

These people had normal guns, but not runic ones. However, they could not be underestimated. Eustace could sense that their bullets were dangerous, as these people had excellent control over their Arcane Energy. He could feel that they were transferring most of their energy to their guns!

He knew that his Spell Dispersion would be useless against their enhanced bullets. He had to either avoid or block their bullets.

With a plan in his mind, Eustace activated his Dark Spell.

Moonlight Specter!

As soon as this Fusion Spell was cast, the outline of two Specters appeared in front of Eustace and Constance.

Seeing that they were not willing to surrender, the leader of the armed men gave the order to shoot.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

By then, the Specters had fully formed and caught all the bullets.

"I knew it... He's not a Summoner! He's a Dark Magician! That's a Moonlight Specter!"

"Switch your bullets! There's no moonlight yet! That Specter is not at its peak!"

"Yes, Sir!"

The armed men quickly changed their magazines as they knew how to deal with spirits or specters.

Eustace and Constance didn't waste any time. They had no grudge against these people, and they seemed to be good people as they were simply trying to arrest the culprit who had killed the "kind and benevolent" Archbishop.

Killing them here wouldn't feel good for their conscience.

"Let's go... We'll leave these Specters to deal with them." Eustace whispered as he held Constance's hands and activated his Lightspeed Spell, followed by his Levitation Spell.

"You're not getting away!" The armed men shouted as they tried to catch up with them. But they were stopped by the Moonlight Specters.

Numerous dark tendrils followed by a chilling aura halted their movements. These Specters were incredibly menacing as they started their assault against the armed men.

In the meantime, as Eustace and Constance began to float, Eustace scowled and activated his fourth spell! It was hard to maintain four spells at once, but he could do it for a short while.

Spell Dispersion!

As soon as he cast this, six tracking spells that were secretly targeting them were destroyed!

"Did you think I wouldn't see them?" Eustace sneered at the figures hiding in the darkness as he escaped with Constance.

They flew over the rooftops, heading towards a safe place.

It took quite some time as they hoped they had shaken off their pursuers. They didn't know who these people were, but they were certainly from a large organization that was most likely connected to the government since they were allowed to wield guns.

Well, Arcanists may hold Mystical Artifacts, but guns or other firearms are prohibited unless they obtain permission to do so.

It didn't take long before they reached a secluded and safe place. It was an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

After making sure that no one had followed them, they landed and entered through a broken window. They closed it behind them, and Constance created a Formation Art around through her Divinity...

They finally felt a bit safer inside.

"I think we should leave this city..." Constance suggested. Kirkham City should be a place with few Arcanists around. However, for some reason, a lot of them had gathered here as if they were all waiting for them.

"That's what I'm thinking. Let me just check if we have all the supplies we need." Eustace said, considering that the next city near them would take four days to travel to. After all, the steam-powered train hadn't reached this part of the kingdom. They could only use carriages to travel in such a long distance.

Constance then watched Eustace check their equipment and supplies with Yvaine's help.

Thanks to the Dark Spirit carrying a treasure chest in Eustace's shadow, they were able to store some things inside, which was very convenient.

Furthermore, they will be carrying some supplies as well, so they should have plenty.

They had enough food, water, and medicine for a few days. They also had some books, maps, and documents that they had collected from their missions.

"Stay here I'll be buying some potions in the market." Eustace suddenly said as his face and voice changed. After that, he stored his Grimoire inside his Shadow and wore a different garb to complete his disguise.

"That's a seamless transition. Can you teach that to me?" Constance commented as she curiously looked at Eustace's face.

"Not yet In any case, I think you have to get some disguise..." Eustace replied.

"I'm fine. I just need to change the color of my hair. Find something in the market for me."

"Got it." Eustace gently nodded as he left the warehouse.

Since he was wary of those armed men and worried about Constance being left alone, Eustace made sure to finish his errand quickly.

It only took him less than half an hour before he was able to return. He failed to find a dye to color Constance's hair, but surprisingly, there were plenty of wigs being sold, so he decided to find a long black hair for Constance.

Eustace then wanted to leave the city immediately, but Constance held his hand and gestured for him to rest.

"You may not feel tired because of your physique, but you must sit down first..." Constance said.

Eustace could only nod as he sat down on a chair and relaxed.

They had been through a lot today. He indeed needed some rest, even for a short period.

They looked at each other and smiled.

Eustace felt glad that he had someone to talk to and was not alone in this journey.

Once again, Eustace felt something in his heart as they leaned closer and kissed, feeling a surge of emotion. They forgot about their troubles for a moment.