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Chapter 101 - : Yveline’S Magic Tower Chapter 101: Yveline’s Magic Tower A young man wearing a long grey robe leaned against the window on the second floor of the magic tower. His purple eyes hazily gazed towards the two-horned magic towers from a distance. The world of wizardry was opening its arms, inviting him to discover in this world of mystery. It was the second day that Abel had settled at Yveline magic tower. He was no longer wearing his luxury clothing and gowns. As a student of Sam, a rank five intermediate wizard, the magic tower demanded him to wear a long grey robe. He abandoned all the luxuries and status he used to have. Now, he was just an ordinary student of wizardry. The management of Abel’s castle was entirely given to the hands of the Lord of Marshall. Steward Ken remained at the mansion in Triumph boulevard, taking care of the day to day of Loraine and Black Wind. The 20 knight servants had returned to Harry’s castle as guards. Lastly, the ten black armored warriors remained as guards of the mansion in Triumph boulevard. Since head commander Hoover had promised, the mansion in Triumph boulevard was now one of the safest places out there. “Poor Newton. He just became a novice wizard. Now, Mr. Sam kicked him out,” a voice of a young man came through a corner. “I heard that Mr. Sam kicked Newton out because he wants to reserve the spot for a new follower,” Said another voice of a young man. “I haven’t seen Newton in the empty fields outside the past few days, wonder where is he now!” “Of course, he won’t be outside the Yveline magic tower. Do you remember how he had treated the other wizard students outside when he was in the magic tower? Now he’s been kicked out. He’ll have a taste of what he deserved.” “How can so little amount of magic power being leak by the magic tower, be enough for those wizard students, who gather outside every day to practice.” “It’s better than nothing!” “You’ve got a point.” At that moment, two young men around the age of 18 or 19 also wearing long grey robes had appeared from the corner. When they suddenly saw a shadow of a man standing beside the window, they immediately got ready to bow. However, they then realized Abel was also wearing a long grey robe, so they stopped and stood up straight again. One of the young men with a tall and thin built shouted at Abel, “why are you standing here? Trying to scare people?” The other young man, who had more of a fuller built pulled on the robe of the tall and thin young man, telling him to calm down. He then stepped up to Abel and asked: “Are you the new student of Mr. Sam?” “Yes, my name is Abel,” Said Abel to the young men as he bowed. “You don’t need to bow to me. I am a follower of Mr. Redd. My name is Cody,” said the young man with a fuller built. He then pointed towards the still a bit irritated young man with a tall and thin built and said: “this is the follower of Mr. Carlo. His name is Ethan.” “From now on, you’ll sweep the floors from this level and below.” Said Ethan, his voice sounded a bit stiff. “Ok.” Abel did not reject it. It was only a bit of physical labor. At mos,t it would only take away some of his free time. On top of that, the 2nd floor was Mr. Sam’s accommodation anyway. The owner of the Yveline magic tower was a wizard, Yveline. He was a rank six beginner wizard, that’s why this magic tower had six stories. The base-level was a public space for visitors, and the top-level was where Wizard Yveline lived himself. Other than that, all the other levels were where his four disciples lived. Every disciple had the right to allow one student of wizardry to enter their level to do housework and take care of them. Although they are called wizard followers, they were actually just servants of the disciples. However, this position had already made those students of wizardry outside the magic tower fight for it. When Mr. Sam was brung Abel into the Magic tower, eyes of envy and jealousy could be seen all around. Seeing the honest attitude of Abel, Ethan had calmed down a bit. He handed the broom to Abel and turned to Cody, “let’s get back upstairs. Mr is in the laboratory. He might need me.” “See you later Abel, I admire that you can be Mr. Sam’s follower,” said Cody, ignoring the confused expression of Abel as he turned and ran upstairs Abel quickly cleaned up level 2 of the magic tower. Without anything else to do, he soon realized the sky became dark. Now, it was time to do his Mount enhancement spell to his spiritually bonded Black Wind, which he had already informed Mr. Sam earlier. Mr. Sam was shocked to realize that a young man like Abel could already own a mount wolf. Wizards also needed a mode of transport. Although mount wolfs are shaky when they run, they were still one of the most popular options when it came to a mount for a wizard. Therefore, Mr. Sam did not have a single problem with Abel dedicating a small part of his day to socialize with his mount wolf. No matter for an official wizard or a novice wizard, a good mount was very important. Abel gently tapped on the front gate of the magic tower, it automatically opened. When Abel first entered the magic tower, Mr. Sam had bonded Abel’s spirit with the tower. Therefore, he would have the freedom to enter the 2nd story of the tower freely. The moment he stepped his foot out of the magic tower, Abel felt like he was under the gaze of thousands. He looked around his surroundings, he realized outside the security fence of Yveline magic tower were around 30 wizard students. They were either sitting or laying down, but they all had one thing in common, they all stared at Abel with a sense of longing. However, they soon realized Abel was not the person they were looking for; most of them went on with their business. There are a few people who remained staring at Abel, but their gaze had changed from longing for a sense of envy, jealousy, or some similar expression. Abel did not care about those other wizard students. All of them were trying to take advantage of the magic tower anyway. Every day, the magic circle within the magic tower would absorb the magic power from the surrounding. When they gathered around the magic tower, a small amount of those magic power would be leaked outside. These small amounts of magic power became a crucial resource of meditation, for those students of wizardry who could not enter the tower. This could be due to their magical talent or connections. This behavior had been done for countless years. It had been approved but the unspoken rule of the Wizard union. Therefore, no wizard would try to drive off those students of wizardry that gathered outside every day. There were a few low-level novice wizards among that group of students of wizardry. Those low-level novice wizards were not satisfied being in the same group as other novice wizards who left the tower. Those who left had also dedicated many years of effort to say outside the magic tower, as soon as they became an official novice wizard, they would immediately go to join a family as a consecrate, or go somewhere to explore, hoping they could have a breakthrough once again. All of those low-level novice wizards were also hoping one day they could be picked by one of the four disciples of wizard Yveline to be their followers although it was just a Wizard follower position. The one who had been picked would still have a much brighter future than the one who left. “Hello, Mr!” Said a plump wizard student wearing the same grey long robe, as he blocked Abel’s direction. This was the first student of wizardry that Abel had seen where he could truly call him fat. His face was a bit round like Cody, but the designed to be relaxed long robe on his body somehow came across as very tight. Abel couldn’t help but wanted to laugh at first glance. “Hey, what’s up?” Said Abel somewhat confusingly, he shouldn’t know anyone here. “My name is Finkle. I am a rank one novice wizard, I am very close to Mr. Coby, Mr. Ethan, Mr. Church, and Mr. Newton. If you need to buy anything, I can be very happy to help.” As Finkle was speaking, the fat in his body began to shake. Abel could not believe a man of this size could help people buy stuff. “Finkle, my name is Abel. It seemed like you have not heard the news. Newton had left the tower, and I took his position.” said Abel with a smile. “My god, is this true? Newton still owes me a lot of money!” The fat face of Finkle filled with despair, but he suddenly began to smile again. “Mr. Abel, you can trust me to buy stuff for you. I can find the best prices.” “Finkle, you will have a much brighter future as a businessman than a wizard!” Said Abel with a funny expression, seeing at Finkle pretending to be closed to him. “How did you know my ambition? I want to be a businessman for wizards. A wizard businessman.” Said Finkle with eyes full of yearning. “Ok, Finkle, if I need anything, I’ll find you.” Abel liked Finkle quite a bit, if someone could help him do things, it would surely free up some of his time.

Chapter 102 - Meditation Techniques For Beginner Wizards Chapter 102: Meditation Techniques for Beginner Wizards Within 3 miles of the magic tower, there was a neat row of typical Bakong City architectural houses standing on one side of the main road along the mountain. From there, you could see the three magic towers that were on the top of the hill, and from there, you could see the entire Bakong city. There were a total of 50 houses here, each of them was built with the same structure. They weren’t particularly eye-catching. However, these houses had a small courtyard, which made it quite convenient for Abel to interact with his mount wolf. Therefore, Wizard Sam was kind enough to prepare a house here for Abel. Abel placed the long grey robe over his head and walked slowly along a road on the edge of the mountain. It was dinner time. Many of the other same outfitted students of Wizardry were also leaving their houses. The people who resided here were mostly students of wizardry, with a few noble servants waiting here for their masters who were practicing spiritually. Originally, Ken, one of Abel’s stewards, was planning to arrange several servants here to take care of Abel’s daily life, but Abel refused and simply requested him to send someone to bring over Black Wind here regularly every day and to take it back during the evening. As soon as he entered the house 16, which was Abel’s house, a dark shadow emerged upon him. “Black Wind, stop that now!” Abel had a needy passion for Black Wind, and as it grew larger, he became stronger and stronger. If a small calf like Black Wind attacked a man, he would surely fall to the ground. Black Wind’s tongue kept licking Abel’s face as if this was the only way to show how much he missed his master. “Master.” Ken stood behind the Black Wind and bowed to Abel. “It’s alright, Ken, you don’t have to come here yourself. You’ve got a lot of things to do in Bakong City already. Next time, just tell a servant to bring Black Wind here.” Abel said towards Ken, who was extremely loyal to Abel. Although Abel was staying in Bakong City, there were still things that required him and others to manage and to take care of. For example, Abel had properties in Bakong City, a mansion, as well as a manor outside of the city. These properties had to be cared for and managed. It meant that Ken had to stay to take care of them. As Abel resided in Harry’s castle, with Ken being Abel’s steward, Ken had always stayed within the castle and had not been anywhere else until recently. Now that Abel was left alone in Bakong City, Ken insisted on staying with him, which he rarely did. This meant that Ken was now in charge of all affairs in Bakong City so that Abel would be able to spare all of his time to enter the magic tower and to become a sorcerer’s apprentice. Although Ken did not understand why a powerful intermediate knight, as well as a master blacksmith, would ever want to enter the magic tower to become a wizard follower, he still faithfully organized and prepared everything for Abel. With the use of the “Mount enhancement spell” being used more and more widely, Abel had to keep the threat of the skill to a very low level. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to use it near the magic tower. Looking at Black Wind’s face, which was filled with enjoyment, Abel began to increase his force slightly. Black Wind was suddenly awoken and immediately gave Abel a look in the eyes, and the look seemed as if it was asking why did Abel interrupt its’ relaxation moments. Abel tried to control Black Wind’s massage duration to 30 minutes. Although the golden combat qi had only lasted for 30 minutes, with the pure golden combat qi flowing through, it was far more superior than the quality of an hour worth of massage from before. After bidding farewells with Ken and Black Wind, Abel walked back to the magic tower. As he journeyed back, his heart was thinking about when he could finally learn the methods of the wizard’s meditation. Only when Abel stepped inside the magic tower did he realized that Yveline, Sam’s teacher, had already left. With the wizard’s travel time being extremely difficult to determine, it made Abel quite anxious as he was only one step away from attaining his dream method of the wizard’s meditation. Now, he was stuck in the final step. When approaching the magic tower, Abel felt a trace of malice from the apprentice wizard outside of the tower. He couldn’t help but immediately felt a sense of distraction within his heart. Why would anyone gain a sense of hatred towards him when he had only just entered the magic tower? When Abel was about to turn to look, the sense of malice was suddenly gone. Abel then tried to examine at the 30 or so students of wizardry that were in front of his eyes, but he couldn’t find anything, and there was nothing more he could do about it. Maybe it was just someone who was jealous of his luck. As Abel walked towards the bottom of the magic tower, he placed his identity card, which was on his waist and pressed it onto the door, then there was invisible energy that swept through his body. Without the strength of Abel’s power of the will, he wouldn’t have been able to spot these types of energetic motions. An identity card was a magical item that can only be used within the magic towers. It was mainly used for authentication in important places as well as a tool for transmitting messages inside the magic towers. “Abel, come over here and help me clean up the lab,” Sam, a level 5 novice wizard, said suddenly from the identity card on Abel’s waist. Abel was immediately roused through the sound of Sam’s voice, which he promptly replied, “Yes, Mr. Sam.” Abel then quickly walked towards the lab, where Sam was clearing away the scattered lab equipment from the lab table. Judging from the mess that was on the floor, Abel realized it was another unsuccessful experiment. So he took out a broom from the corner and began to sweep away the debris and pieces of fragments that were on the floor, when he was finished, he mopped the floor with water. “Abel, please don’t blame me for making a Lord like you to do these chores.” Said Sam, whiling smiling towards Abel. “Of course not. Thank you for giving me this opportunity, Mr. Sam !” Obviously, Abel knew everything that Sam had done for him. Here, Abel wasn’t allowed to refer Sam as uncle as Sam had explained to him before already since Abel possessed the lowest status within the magic tower, everyone had to be addressed as “Mr.” except for other fellow students of wizardry wizard. In order to make Abel in becoming his follower, Sam had to drive out his former follower, which was not known until he came to hear about it from other wizard followers. Sam had never told him about this matter. “The teacher won’t be back any time soon. He sent a message today, and he said he won’t be back for another two months.” Sam said. “It’s all right, Mr. Sam, it’s only two months. I can always wait.” Although Abel was disappointed, he didn’t express it. Sam, the novice wizard, was very satisfied with Abel’s performance and said with a smile, “I have already told the teacher that you are my nephew, so he agreed to let me teach you the “beginner Wizard meditation.” If you can learn it, it proves that you have the qualification in becoming a wizard, if not, you have to return to your foster father and continue to be noble.” There were excitement and a sense of gratitude in Abel’s voice as he replied.”Thank you, Mr. Sam!” “The other three apprentices in the tower are all level 1 novice wizards except for you. As my apprentice, you shall notify me if any of them dares to bully you.” Sam, the novice wizard, said to Abel with a worried tone as he clearly wasn’t aware of Abel’s strength as a knight. Each of the four disciples of Evelyn, the level 6 wizard, was allowed to bring in one wizard follower into the tower, more like a servant than a follower, whose main job in the tower was to look after their own superiors. “They didn’t bully me, Mr. Sam.” Abel felt a little strange as he wondered why Sam would say something like this. Sam, the novice wizard, sneered, he seemed not to want to bring up this particular subject again. He then took a thin sheepskin book out of his arms and handed it to Abel, “This book is not a precious secret, but it is the root of our wizardry, so don’t let others see it.” “Yes, Mr. Sam.” Abel took the sheepskin and held it tightly in his hand, as if afraid that the book might fly away. “Read through the book yourself first, if there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to ask me.” Sam looked at the instruments that were on the laboratory table and whispered ruefully, “It failed again, now I need to search for new materials for the experiment.” Seeing Abel was still standing at where he was, Sam waved his hands and said, “Go ahead, study hard, and when your magic powers are fully mapped out in your mind, you will see a complete “Beginner Wizard Meditation” pattern in your mind. When you’re truly ready, you can come over to me to learn your first spell.” “Yes, Mr. Sam.” Abel gave Sam a bow and left the room. Abel’s room was a small room that was located on the second floor of the magic tower. The room had no windows; there was only a bed, a desk, and a chair. Moreover, there weren’t even any extra spaces to allocate for any other necessities. With the majority of the magic tower’s space being used to place more decorating magic circle. This meant there wasn’t much space left over in each level of the tower, as long as there were basic necessities, it was already pretty decent for an apprentice like Abel. The good thing about a wizard’s diet was it didn’t require their followers to take care of it as there were dedicated people who were able to deliver fresh honey bread, wine as well as various meats to the magic towers. With various selections of foods, there was even a specific set of meals for a follower like Abel. Abel was not someone with a lot of interest in food, but he still felt that the food was quite delicate, and has an exquisite taste.

Chapter 103 - Mana Chapter 103: Mana Abel hurried back to his room with large strides. He took a deep breath, calmed his nerves, and solemnly picked up the “Beginner Wizard Meditation guide”. The surface of the book was covered with a layer of grey-black orc skin. At the center of the book, there was the word “wizard” printed in dark gold color, with a small line on the bottom that read, “Beginner Meditation”. As Abel’s eyes stared towards the book, he became very excited. Becoming a wizard had always been a goal of his ever since he came to this world. Any information regarding the wizards had made him indescribably exciting. From now on, he was about to unveil the secret of the wizards, and he would rely on this book to become a member of the wizards, which made him extremely confident. At that moment, Abel couldn’t help but press onto the Horadric cube on his left arm with his right hand once again. Since wizard Yveline, the magic tower’s owner, wasn’t at the tower, it meant that Abel could safely use the Horadric Cube. He opened the cube in front of him while deeply staring at the “The scroll of town portal”, his eyes were filled with desire and determination. “I will for sure get you opened, and then I can finally go home!” Abel muttered, staring at “The scroll of town portal.” All the identities Abel possessed in this world, including a coat of arm lord, and a Master Blacksmith… all of these things didn’t matter to him. Instead, the only thing that he cared about was his friends and family. His mother Nora, father Bennett, uncle Marshall, big brother Zach, Master Bentham, Black Wind, Loraine, White Cloud. By count, these people were all equally important in Abel’s heart. “God, if I can really go home, I’d better be able to come back. Hopefully “The scroll of town portal” will have this ability and allow me to travel back and forth through words!” In Abel’s mind, he wanted to go back to his old home on earth, but he also didn’t want to leave his family and friends in this world. “I’ll decide when “The scroll of town portal” can be opened”. Right now, the most important thing for Abel was to learn “beginner Wizard Meditation” since it was fundamental. In addition to “the scroll of town portal”, there was something known as the Portal bag in the Horadric Cube. Before entering the tower, Abel had thought about the bag being detected by the magic tower’s owner. But that did not stop the risk-taking Abel from placing the bag into the Horadric Cube. The bag would only take up one slot anyway, so Abel was optimistic that it could pass the detection Abel had come to this world with a magical item known as the Horadric cube that was tied to him. He didn’t think that anyone would find out about the Horadric cube. It was an advanced magic item that could transfer a person’s soul, and after countless experiments, Abel discovered that he could take out the things stored in the portal bag directly from the Horadric cube. This allowed the Horadric cube to fully absorb the dimension wave unleashed by the portal bag every time he took something out. Abel gently opened the “Beginner Wizard Meditation” and roughly skimmed through it. This thin book consisted of 6 pages. The first page discussed the wizard’s general knowledge. The second page talked about the wizard’s way of thinking. Moreover, the second page corresponded to level one novice wizards, while page 3 corresponded level 2 novice wizards and so on. Abel concentrated on the first page. Everything a Wizard did was founded on the power of the will, a power directly drew energy from the soul. While you couldn’t see or touch it, it determined whether a person could become a wizard or not. Everyone had their own power of the will, but ordinary people’s power of the will was very weak. In order to become a wizard, you had to be able to freely transfer your power of the will. Perhaps, it was because of Abel’s soul was from another world, and it united with the original Abel of this world. Therefore, this power of the will was twice as powerful as a normal person. This allowed him to forge, train as a knight and draw runes. Time and time, his mighty power of the will had allowed him to achieve things that no one could have imagined. During his rank up to an official knight, his power of will got a few times more powerful. According to the book, as long as the student of wizardry was able to sense their mind between their eyes using their power of the will, they would officially become a Wizard. The more powerful their power of the will was, the more gifted they were. When a student of wizardry could accumulate enough power of the will to draw out a magic pattern in their mind using their power of the will, they would become a rank 1 novice wizard. They would need to unleash magical power on to this pattern, and drew magical power out of the pattern from then on. The magical power mentioned in “beginning Wizard Meditation” was a strange kind of energy. Although it existed in this world, it’s quantity was very limited. The only way to gather these energies was through the magic circle. Just like the magic tower that Abel was staying in, the tower’s magic circle continued revolving every day, absorbing the mana that were lurking in the air which was gathered inside the tower. Ultimately, these energies would be supplied to the wizard’s meditation inside the tower. These magical powers had a severe corrosive effect on the human body. When the magic passed through the body, it caused damage to the body. However, it also had a positive effect since it increased the lifespan of the individual while weakening their power and body. The reason why those students of wizards were staying in the clearings outside of the tower day and night for years on end, was because of one simple reason, a longer life span. As long as they are able to be promoted to a novice wizard from a student of wizardry, their life span would go up to 150 years, with each increase in level, their lifespan would also be increased by 10. By the time they have reached level 6 novice wizard, they would’ve had 300 years of lifespan. This was the reason why countless students of wizardry had come here. Even with a tiny hope, they wished to seek a chance to become a wizard follower. According to the book, from the time they were able to absorb the mana, they had to take drugs to combat the growing physical weakness. If not, the day when the wizard became a rank 6 beginner Wizard, their bodies would get so weak, they could no longer do any practice. Abel couldn’t help but wonder how the level 1 student, Finkle, managed to maintain his stout body. Among so many wizards, he was the first fat person Abel had seen within the tower, he was truly a unique gem within the wizards. On the second page of the “beginner Wizard Meditation”, there was a detailed method in using the power of the will to draw a magic pattern. From start to finish, the pattern was drawn by a stroke of a pen that created strange decorative designs around a circle. The pattern seemed to be the pattern of a rank 1 novice wizard. Abel had achieved a lot of things through the power of will. He was proud of it. If it wasn’t for the power of will, he wouldn’t be able to forge the iron base of 100 skills, wouldn’t have been able to draw runes and many of the battles were won due to his power of the will too. With his previous experiences, he was very good at drawing these unique magic patterns. Abel didn’t think a complex level 1 novice wizard magic map would be able to challenge him, Looking at the pattern chart on page 2 of the ‘wizard’s primary meditation’, Abel began to use his power of the will and tried to recall. He immediately realized why wizards required the power of the will to meditate. Without the assistance of the power of the will, it would’ve taken countless hours just to remember the pattern chart on page 2 by heart. As the power of the will moved along slowly with the pattern, Abel slowly realized the size of the strokes and the force of the strokes were reflected by the power of the will. During the day, other than cleaning the first floor, Sam seemed to know that Abel was studying the “beginner Wizard Meditation”, So he didn’t bother him. Abel spent almost the entire day sitting in his room, constantly trying to memorize the pattern through his power of the will. If it was a simple pattern, no matter how much brush strokes there were, Abel could still remember through his power of the will. But the strokes in this pattern were uneven with countless changing of direction. By this point, Abel realized there were more than 200 different places under his pen. He could still achieve something if he didn’t memorize each of them carefully and proceed to meditate. However, it would be nowhere as effective. Finally, Abel felt that he had memorised the pattern from ‘beginner wizard’s meditation’ as it was exactly the same pattern from page 2 of the book. With every change memorized clearly, he stood up and stretched. A sense of relief rippled through him with the sound of his bones crackling. When Abel opened the door, he went to the windows near the stairs. There were very few windows in the tower, only in the disciple’s room on each floor. Here, he could look out of the window. At that time, it was completely dark, the time was moving way too fast for Abel as it was already time for him to go give Black Wind a massage again.

Chapter 104 - Report Chapter 104: Report Abel placed the long grey robe over his head and left the tower. Along the way, he ignored Finkle, the fatty who said hello to him last time. It was already late, Abel was afraid if he stayed and talked to Finkle, he would’ve never reached house no. 16 in time. Walking down the mountain road, Abel felt a sense of malice again. This time he ignored it. He thought he could find out later on. “Master, I need to report something to you!” Ken, dressed in an all-black steward suit, saluted Abel as he entered. “What is it? Abel asked. “The eldest prince, Julien George, will be ascending the throne in 3 days, and he invited you to his accession ceremony.” “Make an excuse for me, just say I am in a retreat researching and I can’t attend!” Abel couldn’t tell anyone about his study in the magic tower. Only the people that were close to him knew about it. Abel hid his presence in the tower because he wanted to study as a wizard follower without being disturbed. If anyone knew he was in the tower, those who wished to obtain magical weapons would’ve disturbed his meditative lifestyle. With his past incidents with the royal family, Abel didn’t want to bother with such events. It was none of his business who became the king anyway. Instead of attending those events, he could just read more books in the meantime. “Master, your outstanding military service has been recognized by the army, and the eldest prince Julien has approved you in becoming a Lord. From now on, I will address you as the Lord of Abel.” Ken’s voice sounded overly emotional. It was considered to be a very high-status position to be a steward of a coat of arm Lord and a coat of arm baron. Furthermore, with Abel being a Lord at such a young age, his future ahead was bright. “What about Uncle Marshall?” Abel said with a flat face. He didn’t seem to care about these titles. An increase in status could only make ordinary people respect him more, but to Abel, genuine improvement meant improving his abilities. “The Lord of Marshall didn’t have enough outstanding military service to reach his promotion, so he didn’t get promoted,” Ken explained. “How did that happen? Aren’t I supposed to share the outstanding military service with uncle Marshall?” Abel had left the rest of the battle to Lord Marshall, and the three knights who had helped him complete the battle. This made Abel extremely confused about what was going on. “The Lord of Marshall gave you the majority of the outstanding military service to you. He said it was the only way to ensure that one of the two was promoted.” “Uncle Marshall!” Abel murmured emotionally, all his life, The Lord of Marshall had cared most about these fancy titles. Every time he was promoted to a higher title, he was always thrilled, but he gave his chance of attaining a higher title to him this time. “Also, the eldest prince, Julien George invited you to the noble arbitral tribunal to collect your compensation at your convenience,” Ken added. “Compensation? Why?” Abel asked curiously. “Because prince Middleton George ordered the attack on you, these payments were intended to get you to give up pursuing prince Middleton George, who I’ve heard was pressured by a powerful figure,” Ken said hesitantly. He didn’t want to say anything about this powerful figure’s supposed pressure, but he did, considering his master’s contacts and connections. It might have been better if he had given him a better understanding of the situation. “Powerful figure, hmmm…” Abel then immediately thought of the ghostly head commander Hopkin. Maybe that’s what he meant by trying to harmonize the situation. The truth in regards to the siege by the royal cavalry made Abel furious. He gave out a bitter laugh. If he wasn’t inside Bakong City, with Abel’s attitude, he would’ve already flown over Bakong city on White Cloud and dropped exploding big swords over the head of prince Middleton. But now that head commander Hopkins had come forward, and since he too was a blacksmith Master, Abel decided to honor his reputation and let the matter go. However, Abel was fully aware that the matter was not over. He just didn’t want to pursue it for now. He would always remember what happened. When he had the chance, he would teach prince Middleton George an unforgettable lesson. “There were rumors that prince Middleton George was exiled to the city of Murray. Apparently, he was granted a 100-mile fief, and his title was stripped off,” Ken said. However, Ken used the word “Rumour” as though he wasn’t certain if it was true or not. But Abel felt that it was probably true because there is no way the royal family would not make the details of prince Middleton George’s punishment public. Therefore, the only for Abel to know about it was to let this steward who had no source of information in Bakong city to know about it. A royal prince has granted a fiefdom the size of a Knight’s estate to live the rest of his life in, without a title. This was probably the smallest gift the Duchy had given a prince. Abel had heard about Murray city before. It was a city that lies between the intersection of the Duchy Of Carmel and Duchy of Thunder. There were a lot of unlawful things being done in Duchy of Thunder. The situation was very tense there. The other seven princes must have had a lot of hatred towards prince Middleton majesty, to send him there. But prince Middleton George didn’t deserve any pity. Abel knew the ins and outs of the seven princes. Just dealing with the worgens was already enough to put him onto a death trial. Abel had no idea how much gold they demanded from prince Middleton, but the presence of head commander Hopkins meant that it would be large. Abel’s training would require a lot of funds. Therefore, these unknown and out of a sudden wealth would be very important to a person with a great hidden identity like Abel. “I will take care of the compensation these two days, and when I arranged the time, I will inform you to pick me up.” As Abel reached out his hands, Black Wind was urgently moving around him. After helping Black Wind to do the mount enhancing spell, Abel went back to the magic tower. He tried to find the Novice Wizard Sam, but he quickly realized that Mr. Sam was still outside. This meant that Abel’s had a long night ahead of him. While all of the students of wizardry outside the tower admired Abel, he had to help Sam to do all of the chores, tidying the experimental items, and sometimes even have to take care of things that were messy. When Abel was finally finished, it was his own practice time. However, the good news was that Sam had taken good care of Abel. He rarely asked him to do messy things. All he had to do was to do simple chores with fixed schedules and to clean up the laboratory at the end of Sam’s experiment. As far as Abel knew, the three official wizards on the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors were all stuck on level five apprentice wizards, and they were also much older than Sam too. In the magic tower, Sam seemed to have the highest chance of becoming a rank six novice wizard. This was why Sam did little experiments. He spent the majority of his time practicing, in order to break through early and become a formal wizard. It had been three days since Abel had arrived in the magic tower. Ever since he came here, he had never seen the other three disciples. They seemed to spend most of their time in the laboratory to discover a method to gather a large number of resources. For them, becoming a wizard was already out of the question. This meant that it made their followers extremely busy as they were required to purchase many expensive medicines for their wizard’s research, so Abel was never able to interact with them. Abel went to the first floor to get his dinner. The dinner was delivered to a dedicated collection pathway in the magic tower. The spirit of the tower would automatically receive the food. After it had examined its quality, it would deliver it to the dining hall. Every member of the magic tower could freely get their food here, but of course, most of the time, the Wizard followers would bring the food to the official wizard disciples The food today was pretty decent: white bread with honey, a little juice from honey fruit, smoked fish, and a few slices of oil muffin for dessert. Although these foods weren’t anything special, they were already far beyond the standard of living of ordinary nobles. The white bread was special because of the wheat that was used, the unique wheat’s production was very small, and only the completely shell-less wheat flour was able to make real white bread. Candied fruit was a specialty fruit from Bakong City. They were only able to grow in hillsides that were 1000 meters high. With the preservation time being no more than one day, and in order for the people in the magic tower to drink the magic tower fruit, it required people to harvest these fruits the night before, then to juice them cleanly. Only then they were able to deliver it to the magic tower early in the morning. All these procedures were done to ensure that it stayed fresh within one day. The ingredients of a few slices of pastry seemed to be deceptively simple: One portion of sugar, two portions of butter, and a portion of flour. However, they were a well-known extravagant as sugar was very expensive, butter made from the ordinary household were considered as not smooth enough with flour not being finely grounded. Hence all 3 were essentials as the highest quality of ingredients were required to make them.

Chapter 105 - Meditation Chapter 105: Meditation After Abel had eaten his lavish dinner, he completely relaxed his body and sat cross-legged on his bed. According to the “beginner Wizard meditation guide,” one could choose any position they believed was the most comfortable position for them to do meditation. Abel, a boy who was deeply influenced by his previous world, still stubbornly believe cross leg was the best way to go about meditation. Abel turned his power of the will into a thing that he was most familiar with, a rune pen. The tip of the pen began to absorb mana. Mana filled the magic tower, and soon, the tip of the pen had fully absorbed the ink made by that mana. Afterward, he began to draw, but before he could even complete his first stroke, he abruptly came to a halt. He had used too much force, and the stroke was a tiny bit bigger than the original one on the “beginner wizard meditation guide.” Since his power of the will was immensely powerful, it allowed him to sense a small difference like this. Ok, let’s start again, he thought as he retrieved the stroke he made with the power of the will rune pen, and his mind was blank once more. This time, Abel was more careful. He had underestimated the difficulty of the “beginner Wizard meditation.” He thought of the students gathering outside the magic tower. They all possessed the power of the will. Although the strength of their power of the will was still a mystery, Abel had seen it–that there were a few older men with a head full of grey hair in the group. This just further confirmed the difficulty of the “beginner Wizard meditation.” Abel had spent the night trying to draw the pattern. He made mistakes on the first stroke, 10th stroke, and 20th stroke. He was still miles from completing it, but he already felt like his head was going to explode if he continued. Abel felt like he had reached his limit. According to the “beginner wizard meditation guide,” if he had used an excessive amount of the power of the will from his body, it would damage his soul. Therefore, Abel decided to have a rest. He laid on his bed. Despite his power of the will being completely fatigued, he was still very excited about practicing the “beginner wizard meditation.” He found it hard to fall asleep, and it was in this half-awake state, he felt the rune pen in his mind again. The rune pen spun it’s tip around. It seemed like it could absorb more mana this way. Afterward, the rune pen began to draw In his mind. The first stroke was perfect. At this moment, Abel felt like he was watching this rune pen moved all over in his mind from a third-person perspective. The rune pen continued to absorb mana. Soon, the rune pen had drawn a perfect magical pattern in Abel’s mind. The next morning, Abel felt like he had dreamt that he had effortlessly drawn the second pattern of the “beginner wizard meditation guide” in his mind entirely. Up to this point, Abel began to laugh at himself, was this considered as daydreaming? Suddenly… his whole body froze. He realized there was actually a rank one novice wizard pattern being drawn entirely in his mind. He fixed on the pattern. It was not a dream, it was real. He had drawn a magic pattern in his dream. Abel could not believe it. He was reminded of the time where he had first forged a base of 100 skills and the time where he had first drawn a rune. Suddenly, it became clear to him. He must have had another flash of realization. Flash of realization was a state you could only hope for. You could never plan for it. It had the power to enlighten the person with the perfect wisdom, unleashing an instinctive response for things that a person couldn’t comprehend. Abel took out the “beginner Wizard meditation guide” with a heart full of worry and then compared it to the pattern in his mind. He closely examined each change, thickness, and force of each stroke. Stroke by stroke, Abel continued to examine the pattern silently, his finger followed the pattern on the “beginner wizard meditation guide” until the pattern had finished. It was exactly the same Abel let out a breath of relief. There was no problem, and he had officially become a rank one novice wizard. The next step was to fill this pattern with mana. This step took a long time because it was through this stage that the wizard could effectively lead the mana alongside the path of the pattern with their power of the will. This allowed the pattern to absorb the mana more evenly. When the pattern had become a physical object in the mind, this step was complete. When Abel was just about to proceed with this step of filling up the pattern, suddenly, Wizard Sam’s voice began to come through his identity card. “Abel, what happened to you, why didn’t you sweep the floor today?” From his voice, Abel could tell that Wizard Sam was not blaming him; instead, he was filled to the brim with a sense of concern. “Mr. Sam, I’ll go now.” Abel did not give any explanation and went straight towards Novice Wizard Sam’s room. “My child!” The voice of Wizard Sam came through Abel’s identity card again. But by that point, Abel had already left his room and did not hear this voice of cherish. Knock, knock…* “come in,” said Novice Wizard Sam. Abel opened the door to his room and quickly entered. The first thing he did was said to Novice Wizard Sam in embarrassment, “Mr. Sam; I’m so sorry that I slept late yesterday. I’ll begin now.” “Wait!” Novice Wizard Sam looked at Abel with a sense of shock. He swallowed his saliva and said with a gentle voice, “you practiced the ‘beginner wizard meditation” yesterday?” Abel had just finished drawing a rank one novice wizard pattern; there was still a faint magical wave remained on his body. Mr. Sam had a deep understanding of meditation, so of course, he could see that Abel was different. “Yes, Mr. Sam,” Abel paused for a bit before continuing, “beginner wizard meditation” was way too hard. I spent an entire night until I could remember the pattern on the second page, and I’ve only drawn it out in my mind this morning. “Can you fill it with mana?” Novice Wizard Sam desperately asked. Sam was fully aware that successfully drawing a pattern didn’t mean the person was a rank one novice wizard. They need to do it perfectly. Many students of wizardry could draw a pattern, but as long as there was a single mistake, they would not be able to fill it up with mana. Therefore, they need to scrap that pattern and start all over again. Mr. Sam already knew that Abel must be extremely gifted. No matter if his pattern was successful was not, it still only took him one night to draw it. That fact alone had already confirmed that Abel was not just an ordinary gifted child. The Novice Wizard Sam was filled with joy in his heart. A wizard was not a lone wolf, and they possessed longevity that was hard to comprehend by ordinary people. It was often tough for wizards to be friends with normal people. That was why in every wizard’s heart, they cherished a wizard friend that they could trust and held it as high regard. Abel had the talent to become a rank six official wizard, and Sam was confident that he could become one as well. It was the reason Sam wanted to build a strong relationship with Abel. “Mr. Sam, I’ll give it a try after I finish my work.” Abel was a little confused about why Novice Wizard Sam was in such a hurry, as he was getting ready to get his cleaning equipment. Novice Wizard Sam stuck out his hand and blocked Abel and said, “Don’t worry about that, let’s try it now. I want to see if you are Abel to fill the pattern up with mana.” “Ok, Mr. Sam ” Abel sat on the floor and began to absorb the mana in the air with his power of the will. There were more than enough mana in the magic tower, and it slowly began to gather on his power of the will. He then began to direct this mana in alongside each stroke of the pattern. His power of the will moved slowly along, more and more mana was absorbed from the air and released on to the pattern. Although the pattern didn’t look too big, it was filled with countless strokes tightly curved together, making the actual path of the pattern extremely long. It took Abel more than 2 hours until he had filled up all the strokes of the pattern with mana using his power of the will. When he had completed the last stroke, a ray of shining blue light quickly traveled backward from the endpoint of the pattern towards the starting point. Novice Wizard Sam no longer needed Abel to explain. Just by looking at his body shining in blue light, he knew Abel had succeeded. At this moment, Novice Wizard Sam was witnessing the birth of a genius with his own eyes–A genius that he, himself, brought in to the world of wizardry.

Chapter 106 - Level One Novice Wizard Chapter 106: Level One Novice Wizard “I never thought you would be able to draw level 1 novice wizard magic patterns so quickly. Congratulations, you have successfully advanced to a level 1 novice wizard!” Novice Wizard Sam said to Abel with a smile. Abel suddenly felt the magic throughout his body through his heart. This energy was utterly different from combat qi. It wasn’t as violent as combat qi. Instead, it had a soft and continuous texture like the flow of water. “I will give you this box of Constitution potion” for you to use. Mana can cause harm to your body.” Sam then handed Abel a box and said to Abel, “Now that you have mana, you will learn to use it. How you will go from there is all up to you. There are three main options: fire, ice, electricity, or, if you’re a genius, you can choose multiple options.” Before Sam could finish explaining the paths, he couldn’t control himself and seemingly glanced over at the young child in front of him. He was a pure genius! He then hesitantly said, “I chose to learn the fire spells. This element is very practical with a powerful force. But most importantly, fire spells are the only skill that can replenish its energy through the heat from the air known as “Warmth.” Looking sheepishly, Novice Wizard Sam paused for a moment and then added, “Of course I’ve only learned firebomb so far. This spell is very practical, and its power will increase as the firebomb level increases.” “May I learn this from you, Mr. Sam?” Abel was looking forward to learning his first spell. “Of course, but I can only teach you this specific magic, and your path will be decided when my teacher comes back. My abilities cannot point you to your path.” Novice Wizard Sam said gravely to Abel. Novice Wizard Sam took out a piece of lambskin parchment from the box behind him. It had an intricate pattern on it, and it seemed to be written in the language of the Holy Continent, the parchment read “Firebomb.” Sam then placed the parchment onto Abel’s hands, then said, “This is the firebomb pattern. You need to quickly use the power of the will in your hand to lead the mana in from the rank one novice magical pattern to draw out this ‘firebomb’ pattern. At the same time, you need to say the spell to ignite the ‘firebomb’ pattern. Afterward, you just need to point your power of the will to the direction you want to shoot the fireball.” “Are this your spell notes, Mr. Sam?” Abel recognized Sam’s handwriting, which was written on parchment. “It’s no use to me. I have already remembered them all here.” Novice Wizard Sam, pointing towards his brain and added, “Other than being a thing of sentiment, I’ll just give it to you, and maybe you will find it useful.” Abel then looked at the parchment on his hands. Abel had experienced what it was like to draw a magical pattern from the second page of the ‘beginner wizard meditation guide,’ he understood how much effort it would take to copy a pattern note like this. This note was written by an actual rune pen, and it was a lot more flexible than the power of the will. Therefore, as long as the size and changes of the strokes are a tiny bit off balance, the entire note needed to be scrapped “I’ll demonstrate it once for you, watch it carefully!” Novice Wizard Sam alerted Abel. As Novice Wizard Sam’s right hand began to be scrambled across his chest, a wave of mana began to flow out along with the fingers of his right hand, creating a fiery red pattern on his chest. At the same time, he began to chant the spell, when Abel heard the spell, he was immediately shocked as the spell was spoken in an elf-ish language. When the spell stopped, the fiery red pattern quickly condensed into a fireball, Sam then casually threw the fireball at the wall. When the ball was near the wall, the wall flashed with a bright white light, and the fireball immediately disappeared. Novice Wizard Sam then looked at Abel’s shocked emotion with a smile, and it was the first time Abel had seen a wizard casting spells. After letting Abel calm down for a bit, he asked, “Abel, did you watch it carefully?” “Yes, Mr. Sam, I saw it clearly. How long does it take to cast these spells, in terms of the duration?” Abel asked as he had just seen Sam casting his spell in about 5 seconds. “I slowed it down so you could see better. When you start, you might be slower than that. But as you practice more and more, you will get faster and faster,” Sam said. This time, Sam didn’t actually didn’t say the spell clearly. He spattered the words out in a speedy and unclear manner. His hand had moved a lot faster than before, and quickly drawn out a flaming red color pattern. In under a second, he had thrown a fireball on to the wall. Again it was blocked by the wall’s flash of white light. “Did you see it? That took around 1 second and a half and is the fastest I can reach. I’ve been practicing this for the past twenty years. My teacher Yveline, however, could cast the entire spell within 0.5 seconds.” Sam said directly to Abel. “Mr. Sam, why didn’t the fireball hit the wall when you threw at it?” Abel’s curiosity was fully aroused today, and the flash of the white light suddenly reminded him of the defensive shield and armor he had forged before, which was fitted with the runes of “12# sol” to reduce physical attacks. Abel realized it reacted more or less the same way when it was attacked, but this wall was attacked by magic. “This is the tower’s defense magic circle in effect; this magic tower has a lot of magic circles to protect themselves from enemy attacks as well as for preventing damages caused by experiments inside just like the one I just showed you,” Sam explained with a smile. “What language did you speak when you cast the spell?” Abel asked with concern. When Loraine was teaching Abel some elf language, she taught him a dialect of the elf language known as the noble elf language as able had taught him some noble way of speech. The spell that Novice Wizard Sam had just said was almost exactly the same as the noble elf language Loraine had thought him. “That was the language of the high-rank elves. According to legend, the magic of the humans originated from the high-rank elves, and as the high-rank elves continued to disappear in this world, and slot of the elf legends we have today is actually a branch from the high-rank elves ” Novice Wizard Sam was very pleased with Abel’s willingness to learn these kinds of theories, as it was quite boring and tedious to learn these things. Novice Wizard Sam had been learning only one spell, firebomb, for decades, but because he didn’t have much energy to learn other spells, he spent a lot of time meditating every day. The rest of his time was spent practicing firebomb, and he also had to spend part of his time refining potions to help him practice. “The language of the high-rank elves was still being used today, but it was only used by a small number of noble elves. If you want, I can repeat it once more. Listen to my pronunciation carefully. You can not make a mistake when using the spell” Novice Wizard Sam be an to say the spell again. This time he intentionally increased his volume and decreased his speed. So Abel could hear how each word was pronounced “The passionate elves of fire! Please give me your strength! The attribute of fire! In the demand of the elves, please turn into a fireball that could overcome anything!” Abel had heard these words clearly in his ears. If Loraine could teach him these noble elves’ language, Abel began to doubt the status of Loraine. Could Loraine be special? “What about the power of fireball, Mr. Sam?” Abel was extremely concerned about this matter because he realized that Sam had only learned one spell. With the other disciples being here for such a long time and had only learned 2 to 3 spells. These powerful spells had already become the wizard’s main weapon of self-defense. “First of all, no one dares to take the initiative against a wizard with a magical tower background, and the reputation of a wizard is not made by us novice wizards, but by an actual wizard who would personally send the attacker to hell. The purpose of the firebomb spell was to give wizards the means to protect themselves during their novice stage. The most important thing was the meditation, which is the foundation of all wizards!” Sam said with a serious tone and then followed with a smile: ‘The Firebomb spell is considered as the lowest level of spells, but it was still a magic attack. The attack can completely ignore a knight’s defense. Even if the knight could fend off a few attacks, as long as the novice wizard had fully utilized the spell along with someone to protect them, 3 to 4 firebombs are enough to send a commander into his grave.

Chapter 107 - Powerful Golden Combat Qi Chapter 107: Powerful Golden Combat Qi At this point, Novice Wizard Sam had a proud expression on his face. It was true that novice wizards didn’t have enough defensive powers, but in terms of their attack, it was extremely deadly. “Alright then, go now. Make good use of the magic on your hands Abel!” Sam bowed his head and then began to do his work. “Mr. Sam, something is going on in my family tomorrow, and I want to go back and take care of it,” Abel whispered. “No problem. You are in charge of managing your own time. I have nothing for you here anyways, so you can stay there for two more days if you need it.” Sam said with a laugh. His attitude towards Abel was no longer like he was treating Abel as his nephew; he seemed to treat Abel as someone who was as important as him. Maybe it was because of Abel’s genius. “Mr. Sam, I’ll come back clean up here afterward!” Abel bowed as he left the room. The first thing Abel did when he got back to his room was to open his Horadric cube. He took out the scroll of town portal and tried to use his mana to activate the scroll on it, but he had to resist himself from using it. Since he was still in the magic tower, the chances of being caught using the scroll town portal were too big for Abel to risk. For now, the only thing he could do was to learn the spells he saw earlier from Sam. Firstly, he took out the record of the parchment spell “Firebomb,” then he began memorizing the pattern, the pattern seemed to be a little easier than the pattern for the level 1 novice wizard. After carefully memorizing and reading, Abel discovered that there were ten important places of the pattern to pay special attention to. With his past experience of the memory of a level 1 novice wizard, it only took him 1 to 2 hours to remember the entire pattern of the “Firebomb” spell. Abel stretched out his right hand with his fingers beginning to row in the air. Although he had already memorized the pattern, it was very difficult to draw out the “Firebomb” pattern in the air, since it created a sense of unbalanced. Also, the speed of the magical power being drawn from the rank one novice wizard pattern in his mind, and the force applied through his fingers, were also difficult challenges that Abel needed to face. When Abel was transmitting the mana through his body, he realized his power of will was being eroded by the mana. After the mana had passed through his body, it felt as if the autumn wind was sweeping through the grass. Abel felt a little weaker, but shortly after the mana had flowed through his body, there was a golden combat qi rushing towards the mana. Within seconds, he realized it was because of the corrosive effects of the mana, and the golden combat qi had repaired his body from the corrosive mana, which made him strong again. ‘ Abel’s body was considered as very strong nowadays. Hence every bit of power increase was slowly becoming harder. These days, the Knight’s breathing technique he did every day almost had no effects on him. Each time of magical power damage and repair equaled to half a month of training the Knight’s breathing technique. That was unbelievable Abel was a special boy. His golden color combat qi had an unbelievable power to repair and strengthen his body. If you wanted to become a wizard, the latest age you could start was around 15 to 16, as you needed to dedicate a large amount of time and effort into it. With the magical power’s damage to one’s body, it was almost impossible for a wizard to be a knight simultaneously. Being a knight itself required a large amount of training to ignite the qi in the body, to attain a combat qi. Since the body of wizards were already damaged by magical power, how could they add Knight’s training on top of that? Especially when both of their training were very time-consuming. With the magic causing damage to the body, it meant that Abel could no longer undertake any knight training, as well as his lack of spare time too. Before deciding to study in the magical tower, Abel decided to put aside his future as a knight to prioritize for wizard studies. However, he had just discovered that through the wizard’s learning process, the magic with the golden combat qi was able to work simultaneously. This meant the original magic that was harmful to the body was able to become a method for his continual training as a knight, hence the wizard practicing method was even better than the original Knight breathing technique. Before lunch, Abel went to the laboratory where Sam, the novice wizard, resided in. “Abel, come over here.” Sam waved to Abel. Surprisingly, Sam was having a meal in the dining room today, which he rarely did. When Abel saw him calling him, he took his meal and sat down in front down. This scene made Ethan, who was grabbing his lunch on the side, very jealous. His eyes flashed with a glimmer of jealousy. At that moment, he was helping level 5 novice wizard Carlos, retrieve his lunch. He realized that Novice Wizard Carlos had never treated him the same way as to how Sam was treating Abel. This was because Novice Wizard Carlos was always busy, and whenever he was frustrated, he always scolded him. Novice Wizard Carlos wasn’t like Novice Wizard Sam. Novice Wizard Sam was still young, and he still had a lot of time to attack the bottleneck of becoming an official wizard. Therefore, they could still treat people with a nice attitude. However, Novice Wizard Carlos was already above the age of 100 and still hadn’t become an official wizard. He could no longer take the route of naturally increasing his power, and he had to rely on drugs. But it was not easy. These drugs cost a lot of money and resources. Living with all these stress every day, you can imagine just how bad his mood would be. Novice Wizard Carlos wasn’t the only one suffering like this in the magic tower. Both Novice Wizard Redd in The 4th story and Novice Wizard Tours were in the same situation This was why all of the wizard followers were jealous of Abel, who was Sam’s wizard follower. They just couldn’t believe that Sam took his own time to teach his followers these kinds of magic spells. It made them extremely jealous. “Hum!” Sam gave a dead stare into Ethan’s face. Ethan’s eyes gave Sam felt a sense of dissatisfaction. When Sam saw it, he immediately fell onto the floor and dropped the food along with him. Ignoring Ethan, Sam turned to Abel with a smile. “You haven’t met my teacher, wizard Yveline, so you’re still free. It means you’re not yet an official wizard’s follower. “Why, Mr. Sam?” Abel asked, stopping his cutlery. “Because the wizard’s practice requires a lot of resources, and when you officially become a wizard follower of the magic tower, you have to report your identity to the continental magic association. The association has a regulation. Each wizard may use their own ability to seek resources affect ordinary people themselves, that is, before the report your name to the mages guild, you through various means to get resource is approbated by the magic guild.” Sam explained. “And how do wizards acquire their resources?” Abel had some understanding of the rules of the Wizard Union. If powerful wizards entered the secular world to use powerful magic to obtain resources, then the world would be in chaos. Most of the wizard’s resources relied on the human world. Therefore, If the normal human world was in chaos and invaded by external forces, the wizards would no longer have a place to seek their resources. “Novice wizards can gain resources by making rune signs and potions, or even going out for adventures to seek resources. On the other hand, official wizards can freely choose which every country they want to stay in, and that country will happily provide resources for them, and help them build their magic tower according to their ranks.” Said Novice Wizard Sam with a smile. By that point, Abel had understood from these words that the rule of ‘can not use your magical power to influence or harm others for personal resource’ was targeted towards novice wizards. Official wizards were already supported by the country, so they no longer needed to seek resources themselves and could focus on their training. Then, Abel asked Novice Wizard Sam something he always wanted to ask. “If wizards could make something like a rune sign, why don’t they make magic weapons?”. If wizards could make a rune sign, shouldn’t making a magic weapon be way easier?

Chapter 108 - A Foolish Incident Chapter 108: A Foolish Incident “Hahaha.” Novice Wizard Sam couldn’t help laughing loudly. Then, he stopped and said, “The dwarfs’ Blacksmith Master use ancient runes to make magic weapons. That’s some extremely incredible technology.” Novice Wizard Sam took a sip of fruit juice in his cup and proceeded to say, “Wizards also grasped some of those runes, which are the ones used on the rune sign. Although the runes in magic weapons can be used a lot of times, it’s only effective when the weapon strikes a person. Do you expect a wizard can strike someone with a weapon?” Up to this point, Novice Wizard Sam let out a small laugh and continued his speech, “Rune signs can attack or defend in however way you like. They’re a lot more convenient than magic weapons and more suitable for us weak wizards. On top of that, which one do you think can generate more profits, a one time use rune sign, or a magic weapon that could be used countless times. By that point, Abel understood. Rune signs were more suitable for Wizards to use and could help them make the most amount of money. On the other hand, magic weapons were only ideal for occupations that often indulged in close battles, and due to their longevity, wizards could not continue to make money off it. That’s why they did not spend too much time researching it. “Of course, if you have deep knowledge in runes, you can create a magic weapon used by a wizard, known as the magic cane. Magic cane was the dream of every wizard.” Novice Wizard Sam began to laugh again. “But it was not easy. There aren’t many wizards who own magic canes. Even my teacher does not have one.” “You can go back this afternoon, take care of everything you need to. Remember, resources are essential, especially to novice wizards,” Novice Wizard Sam said gently. He was reminded of his fellow disciples. They were all working like crazy for resources. But of course, Novice Wizard Sam would not mention this to Abel. “Mr. Sam, thank you very much for your teaching!” Abel could sense how much Novice Wizard Sam cherished him. He had helped him a lot, especially with all the faint sense of jealousy coming from all the other wizard followers in the tower. Abel understood how rare this was. Abel felt like he was cheating the system. He had only arrived at the magic tower a few days ago, and he had already requested a three day holiday. However, Abel had a lot of things to take care of when he would leave the magic tower. Other than going to take care of the comprehension issue with the royals, the most important thing was that he needed to ignite the scroll of town portal. The long grey robe surrounded Abel’s body as he walked on the road downhill. As he was walking, he thought of the “fireball” pattern. His fingers continued to move in his robe. Although he didn’t use any magical power, he sensed that he could make a mistake very easily and needed to start again. Abel was thinking about the pattern, and before he knew it, he had already reached the bottom of the hill. He was out of the surrounding area of the magic tower. Suddenly, a team of public security guards wearing all black surrounded him. “Mr, you need to go to the noble arbitral tribunal to answer a few questions now!” The leader of the public security public guards stared at this student of wizardry in long grey robes with a pair of dark eyes. At first the public security guard did not want to accept this mission. He knew his target was a student of wizardry, and anything to do with wizards could bring about troubles. However, this student of wizard in front of them had offended their high-status young master Newton Benson, who was also a student of wizardry. The Benson family was one of the four most powerful families in Bakong City, and young master Newton Benson was one of the Benson family’s first wife’s children, who had studied at the magic tower for a very long time. As a public security guard cultivated by the Benson family, he did not have the guts to reject the command of one of the Benson family’s first wife’s children. On top of that, the person their young master wanted to seek revenge was only an ordinary student of wizardry, a nobody, so the task should be easy. They were also using the name of Noble arbitral tribunal to arrest this student of wizardry. Therefore, no one could save him, unless if an official wizard appeared. “Arrest me?” A ruminate smile began to come through the hood of his robe. He would never have guessed in a hundred years that someone would call the public security guards to arrest him. “Please come with us!” The leader of the public security guards did not have the guts to use physical force on a student of wizardry. He only raised his voice. The leader of the public security guard had already expected that he might not be able to arrest this student of wizardry. As long as the student of wizardry refused, there was no way they could have forcefully kept him. “Ok, if that’s what you want!” Abel thought, he might as well find out who was the man behind this drama. “Take him away!” The leader of the public security guard waved to his men, and a few public security went up and took Abel on to a horse carriage. The leader of the public security guard let out a breath of relief. This student of wizardry really was a nobody. If not, this student of wizardry would have most likely used his status to threaten him already. He only needed to raised his voice a little until the kid was scared and followed him on to the carriage. Abel stayed inside the carriage while looking out the window. After going through a few main roads, he arrived at a large pure white building. “We’ve arrived. Please step out.” Upon hearing these words, Abel stepped out of the carriage with his head pointing down. When he lifted his head, the first thing he saw was a statue of the goddess of justice and order, which one hand holding a balance scale, sword on another, while stepping on a venomous snake. The infamous noble arbitral tribunal must be the building behind this statue. With the escort of the public security guards, Abel had entered this building. In the center of the building’s hall, there was a young man around the age of 20 wearing a suit waiting. Along his side were two judges of the noble arbitral tribunal wearing a uniform with a print of the goddess of justice on top of it. When Abel stepped into the hall, the young men looked at Abel with a sense of hatred out of jealousy. “My two superiors, young master Newton, the men you want had been brought here!” Said the public security guards, saluting to the two judges and the young man in a suit. “My two superiors, it was he who stolen my gold coins and disrespected my family’s coat of arms. I request to send him to the remote Murray City.” Said the young man loudly. This was a setup, and the reason for it was excruciatingly simple. Newton did not want to take the life of this student of wizardry. He only wanted to escort him away, so he could still return to the magic tower and continue to be a follower of Novice Wizard Sam. A noble accused an average person, and the Benson family had bribed the two judges. Newton was sure this student of wizardry could not escape these types of high success rate accuses. However, the process must be done quickly–quickly escort this student of wizardry to Murray City before he had the chance to tell Novice Wizard Sam, and then find someone to kill him. Therefore, this would have nothing to do with Newton. “You accuse on behalf of the Benson family?” A voice came from Abel’s robe before the two judges could even speak. “You need to address me as your highness. I accuse you on behalf of the Benson Family!” Newton was irritated. His voice sounded a-bit sharp. “The two respected judges are representing the goddess of justice and order. Can you testify he was accusing me on behalf of the Benson family?” Abel asked the two judges. His voice sounded calm as always. By this point, the two judges already realized something was odd. This student of wizardry was not an average person. Through his way of speech, they could tell that he was a noble that gone through the noble’s etiquette training. On top of that, this student of wizardry seemed way too calm in the noble arbitral tribunal. There was not a single bit of terror within him. One of the judges turned to Newton and asked, “Young master Newton, can you accuse on behalf of the Benson family?” Newton did not know what the judge mean by that. He had only been kicked out of the magic tower, and he did not have the guts to tell his family. He had all of these connections by just directly saying the name of his family. All he wanted was to escort this student of wizardry quickly. If not, his status within the family with be dramatically lowered. He might not even be able to get his resources for training. “Yes, I am very certain I can accuse on behalf of the Benson family!” Said Newton decisively. The two judges exchanged gazes with a helpless expressions. The judge who had just spoken then turned to Abel and said, “Now, I will inform you officially. The Benson family had accused you of stealing young master Newton’s gold coins and disrespected their family’s coat of arms. Do you have any comments??

Chapter 109 - The Noble Arbitural Tribunal Chapter 109: The Noble Arbitural Tribunal “Your status is not high enough to accuse me” Abel’s voice came out of his voice with a hint of ridicule and mockery. “Please testify with your identity!” The two judges did not get angry. As long as the person was not stupid, no one would not have the guts to say nonsense in the noble arbitral tribunal. “Ok!” Abel took out a coat of arms medal from his chest pocket and handed it towards the two judges. Newton was already interested to see what it was, but the body of one of the judges blocked him. In a blink of an eye, one of the judges had already handed the coat of arm medal back to Abel. They then said with an earnest voice, “Sorry, the honorable baron. You will be treated according to your status!” “Baron?” As soon as Newton heard these words, he felt like he was going to blackout. His legs felt like they could not even support him. Since when did Duchy of Carmel have a Baron at this age. Who was this person he had offended? “It’s fake. There’s no doubt. It’s fake,” Newton shouted. He had already put almost everything on this bet. If any of these circumstances was exposed, it could yield in horrific results. He would either be murder by Novice Wizard Sam or kicked out of his family. “Excuse me, Mr. judge representing the goddess of justice and order. Newton has disrespected my family coat of arms and disregarded the dignity of the noble arbitral tribunal in front of you!” Abel said in a monotone voice. “We can no longer handle this matter, honorable baron. We will ask one of the duty chiefs of judges to serve you. Please have a seat and drink a cup of coffee!” One of the judges waved at a servant to deliver a cup of coffee to Abel and gave the other judge an eye signal. The other judge bowed to Abel and walked off. Seeing Abel sitting, enjoying a cup of coffee, filling the room with aroma, Newton knew something was not right. To sit down here and enjoy a coffee, this baron must not be ordinary. He must be a baron with some even more frightening status. As soon as that judge walked off, a middle-aged man with the same goddess of justice and order printed uniform had walked towards Abel. The only difference about his uniform was that it had a few extra gold strips, which made it look more luxurious. He said to Abel, “The honorable Master Abel, Chief of judges Randle is here to serve you.” “The respectable chief of judges, Mr. Randle. The Benson family has made a laughable accusation towards me. As an outstanding military service baron and a Blacksmith Master, they accused me of stealing gold coins from Newton and disrespecting their family’s coat of arms!” Said Abel with an intense sense of mockery. “Excuse me, Mr. Newton, you said that baron Abel had stolen your gold coins and disrespected your family coat of arms. Can you provide some details on where and when he had stolen your gold coins and disrespected your family coat of arms?” The chief of judges asked Newton. Newton was not prepared to be asked these sudden questions. At first, this was only a setup. As long as he could escort Abel out of Bakong City to Murray City, and find someone to assassinate him along the way, this plan would be perfect. However, this chief of judges, Randle was not partnered with the Benson family. Newton did not know how to reply at all when he was being asked these questions out of a sudden. As he stared into the cold eyes of the chief of judges, Newton began to panic, and he blurted out, “yesterday in the magic tower, in the magic tower, he had disrespected my family’s coat of arms.” Abel gently took the hood of the robe off his head, exposing a face that is so young that was unduly. His face was filled with smile and said, “Mr. Newton, you seemed to forget that you had already been kicked out of the magic tower a few days ago. Also, with your current status, would you carry your family’s coat of arms medal around?” A family coat of arms medal could only be carried by the head of the family and his inheritance. If other members of the family wanted to use it, it could only be shown through something like a coat of arms etched horse carriage or a flag. “Arrest Newton!” The chief of judges, Randle shouted. As soon as these words filled the room, two public security guards held Newton down. By that point, they could no longer care about Newton. They could only hope to put forward their best behavior in front of baron Abel to preserve their lives. The chief of judges then turned to Abel and said: “what demands do you have for this situation!” “If the Benson family doesn’t pay enough compensation for this, I will request a family arbitration!” said Abel calmly. However, to the chief of judges, what Abel had said was not as calm as they say he said it. Family arbitration meant that Abel wanted bring this situation to the highest court of the noble arbitration tribunal with the highest-ranking judge. The winner of the noble arbitration would inherit half of the losing family’s assets. It was not a simple process, and it was a battle between the connection and power of each family. The one who could influence the highest judge the most would be the winner. As soon as the arrested Newton heard these words, he couldn’t help but feet a sense of hope. He had never even heard of Abel’s family. How could they be more powerful than the Benson family. If the family arbitration took place, the Benson family would win without a doubt. “No need to think, we are willing to pay as much as baron Abel wants” an old man’s voice filled the hall as a suited old man walked in. “Head of the family!” Newton was dumbstruck as he stared at the older man entering. The suited old man folly gazed at the tide up Newton and turned to Abel. He then gave him a bow and said, ” the honorable baron Abel. Our family felse deep regret that we had produced a scum of the community like ths. The Benson family are willing to repay you with two shops located in Tian Jing Avenue, and a courtyard outside of Bakong City. Both of the judge and the chief of judges had been stunned by the value of the compensation the head of the Benson family was willing to pay. Newton, on the other hand, could do nothing but shive. He had understood that this young baron named Abel was someone with an extremely high status that even the Benson family couldn’t afford to offend. He had committed a great mistake. There was no way he could fix what he had done. TianJing Avenue was the main road of Bakong city. Every shop on that road would cost more than 100 thousand gold coins, but still, no one would be willing to give up one of these shops in the ultimate estate of the Duchy of Carmel. The lands outside of Bakong city was extremely high as well, and every courtyard had its unique style. Although the head of the Benson family did not explicitly state which courtyard, it shouldn’t be an ordinary courtyard considering their wealth. Abel returned the bow and said, “the honorable head of the Benson family, I accept your compensation!” After the head of the Benson family heard that Abel had accepted their compensation, he let out a breath of relief. Although ordinary people did not know, as the head of one of the four leading families of Bakong City, how could he not know about this young baron’s connection with head commander Hopkins. How the event had taken place had been covered up by someone. However, the head of the Benson family knew about every single detail from head commander Hopkins bow to Abel, to his promise that no one in Bakong city would be allowed to attack Abel. Today, he had gotten the information that his family’s Newton had used the family’s power to accuse a young student of wizardry named Abel. Therefore, he quickly rushed here just in case the student of wizardry that Newton was charging was baron Abel. Just as he had expected, as soon as he arrived, he could hear baron Abel’s complaint. If the family arbitration had taken place, or that head commander Hopkins had decided to seek revenge, the Benson family could not uphold these two circumstances. Head commander Hopkins had just stated no one in Bakong city could attack Abel, and a member of his family set up to Abel. This was an insult to head commander Hopkin. Imagine if he found out about this. The head of the Benson family couldn’t help but feel chills running down his spine. Therefore, the head of the Benson family had to rush here by himself and pay a hefty compensation, hoping Abel could understand and solve this situation as soon as possible. The head of the Benson family bowed to Abel again and said, “Thank you for forgiving the wrongdoing of the Benson family, I will escort Newton to Murray city and make sure he could never return!” Abel replied with a smile, “I am delighted with your decision! I believe the Benson family and I can be friends!” As Abel was walking out of the noble arbitral tribunal, he rejected the chief of judges, Randle’s aspirations to help him get to his destination. Abel waved at a rental horse carriage outside. As he was sitting in the horse carriage, he couldn’t help but laugh. Novice Wizard Sam wanted him to find any resource that might be useable, as soon as he stepped out someone had automatically delivered resources to him. It seemed like he would need to come back to the noble arbitral tribunal again tomorrow to take care of another compensation. Many people were frightened by the noble arbitral tribunal, but Abel’s impression of it was very positive. It could turn a lot of the unknown hidden assets of Abel into wealth that he could freely and officially spend in bright daylight.

Chapter 110 - The Portal Chapter 110: The Portal “You’re back, Abel! I missed you so much!” As Abel walked along the boulevard towards his mansion, he saw the lovely little elf, Loraine, calling out from inside the gate. She grabbed him by his left arm, and she looked happy. “I missed you too, Loraine,” Abel smiled as he patted Loraine on the head. ‘Woof!’ Black Wind barked as it saw Abel’s face. It ran towards Abel and started circling him in a frenzy. “You’re not a dog, Black Wind. Stop doing that!” Abel scratched his head as Black Wind welcomed him back. He might be good at taming beasts, but it wouldn’t be funny if he were to train a wolf into a domesticated dog. It needed training, so it seemed. While thinking about what he should teach Black Wind, Abel walked inside the mansion and found Ken waiting for him. “Ken,” Abel ordered, “Go find me a wolf trainer. We need someone to teach Black Wind to behave like a wolf, not a dog that waggles its tail all day long!” “Yes, Master,” Ken replied as he glanced at the overly-excited Black Wind, “I’ve been looking for trainers for a while already. If you have any spare time, tell me, and I’ll bring the man to you for an interview.’ ‘Thanks, Ken. I know I can always count on you. Sure, let’s have him come over tomorrow afternoon. By the way, I need you to tag along with me tomorrow. We are going to the aristocratic arbitral tribunal.” “Yes, Master, I have sorted out the compensation as well. You just need to sign it.” “Excellent, Ken, but there’s another sum of compensation fee we need to collect. Let’s get it all sorted tomorrow,” Abel said, as he remembered the fee he needed to get from the Benson family. Ken didn’t expect there to be another fool who would risk offending his master. It was all the better for them. The more someone had to pay Abel, the more assets the castle would hold, and the higher the reputation the Giant Dragon crest would gain. “I have some questions for you, Loraine,” Abel turned towards Loraine. “I shall leave you two now, then,” Ken bowed, then exited the room. He was a wise servant. “What’s the matter, Abel?” Loraine asked Abel as she looked at him with her large, innocent eyes. Abel inquired as gently as he could, “Loraine, who taught you how to speak in the noble tongue of the elves?” “My mother,” Loraine replied, her eyes slightly red as she mentioned the word “mother.” Abel patted Loraine on the back as he continued, “A wizard told me that the noble tongue of the elves is an infrequent language, spoken only by the highly respected members of the elf community.” ‘Yes, you are right,” Loraine added as she’s suddenly remembered, “We also call it the noble elf language because only the nobles spoke them.” “Sure, sure,” Abel said. Loraine wasn’t in the mood to mention her family. He didn’t want to put too much pressure on her. Abel returned to his room. After he took a shower, he got himself into his fine silk, and started contemplating to himself. He wanted to try using the Scroll of Town Portal again. If it worked, he might not return to this world again. While he wouldn’t call this world his “home,” he liked it a lot here. Here, he had his new parents, brothers, and an adoptive father who never treated him with indifference. He has got a good teacher who taught him everything he knew. He’s got his wolf and his eagle, both of which were bound to him by spiritual contract. Despite all of that, Ya Bo wanted to have a look at the world he came from, even if it was just for a few seconds. After locking the door of his room from the inside, Abel took out the Tome of Town portal from his Horadric Cube. Its royal blue cover was laced with dark, golden linings which, occasionally, would glister when the lights were off. There were twenty scrolls inside the Tome of Town Portal. After failing to test it at Bennett Castle, the number of scriptures was automatically reset to its maximum. It wasn’t supposed to be like this in the game, but the Horadric Cube contained all the cheats that were added in back on Earth. As long as the scrolls weren’t used repeatedly, there would also be some extras inside the tome. Abel tried to pass the magic in the magic of the first-level apprentice wizard to the scroll. As cold magic flowed from his body towards the hand that was holding the Tome of Town Portal, Abel released his golden combat qi and inserted it into the Scroll of Town Portal. Suddenly, the Scroll of Town Portal exploded like fireworks. It was then suspended in mid-air, vanished after opening up a small, blue wormhole out of nowhere. The wormhole became bigger and bigger after it was created, and just when Abel thought that it would expand on like this forever, it became stationary after reaching a height of roughly two meters, and a width of about one meter. It was shaped like a door, and its inside appeared to be waves of unending blue ripples. Abel’s first thought was to touch the ripples. That’s how beautiful they were. After checking that everything was in his portal bag, which was kept very safely inside the Horadric Cube, his legs froze as he started to feel worried about where the portal led. There was no guarantee that the portal would take him home. After thinking for a bit longer, Abel took out his blue armor and his magic sword and equipped himself as well as he could. There were a lot of cosplayers back on Earth, so even if he did get home, he wouldn’t have to worry too much about getting too much attention. Abel took a deep breath, put his hand in this door. As soon as he touched it, a strong power dragged him in it. With spins experience, Abel didn’t know how much time passed. He just felt dizzy. Then, he stepped on the ground, and he finally eased over. Everything made Abel nervous. He tightened the magical sword turned around, and thought that this must not be the earth. Although it seemed to be night, he could still see that this was a small gathering place. Where Abel stood was a place that looked like a central square. Next to him was a fire pond with black ash. There was a broken carriage in front of him. A medieval-style wooden box was placed over it. It was reinforced by dark gold metal bars that looked quaint and heavy. At this moment, the transport door behind him flashed a huge blue light and then disappeared. There was no way back. After taking a deep breath, Abel completely released his qi, and he felt countless and robust mana here. The world was full of magical power. With every breath, magical power had spread all over the body, and the golden qi followed him to start repairing. Here, Abel could improve his strength just by standing still. It was unbelievable for him. There a white tent ahead of Abel. Abel knew where he was now. He was in the Rogue’s Encampment from Diablo. If he wasn’t mistaken, the white tent should belong to Akara, the blind priestess of the rogues. So that’s why everyone was so strong in the Diablo universe. All the women could become rogues, and all the men could become spearsmen and swordsmen. With so much magic around, even a pig could be turned into a deadly opponent to fight against. Abel walked to the tent, but he couldn’t find any traces of people. The ground and the table in front of the tent were laid with thick layers of dust. This place was abandoned for a very long time, so it seemed. Abel blew a few times on the table, a burst of dust rose, he quickly backed away to avoid the dust. After the dust slowly dissipated, a small gem on the table caught his attention. This gem was a very ordinary diamond piece. There was something very special about it, though. There were a lot of runes written on it. Like, a lot of runes. Abel stepped forward to pick up the diamond. As soon as his hand touched the diamond, a light flashed from the diamond. Abel quickly jumped back as he readied himself for a defensive position. As the light sparked across the tent, it turned into a woman in a purple cape. Abel knew who it was on the spot. It was Akara, and there was no doubt about that.

Chapter 111 - Akara Chapter 111: Akara ‘Hello, traveler: Our blindness allows us to see the future, but it does not allow me to know who you are. Well, I’d like to tell you about our story, so please don’t let our existence disappear from this world. You are in a training base that’s set between heaven and hell. It’s an unfortunate place, indeed. Challengers come from the heavens to test their strength against the demons. At the same time, the demons tempt those challengers and corrupt them to side with them. The battlefield was set here, right in our homes. To increase the chance of survival, the archangel, Tyrael, was sent by the heavens to lead our way. While the rogues have learned to use bows, the lancers have learned to use their mana, and the swordsmen have learned to use magic. Just when we thought we could hold our ground, things only got worse for us. All the capable fighters were sent off to fend against the attacks of the demons. Over the past years, countless blood has been shed. Everywhere there is a rogue’s encampment, and only corpses are left as the rogues tried to stop the invaders. Blood Moor, Cold Plain, Stoney Field, Dark Forest, Black Moor, Tamoe Highland, the prison, and the cathedral; Every site owned by the rogues was taken, and almost all of their guardians were slain. As the recruiters grew in their numbers, the rogues could no longer meet up with their demands. When our race was on the verge of extinction, Heaven left us to perish. They left us, even though we have sacrificed so many lives for them. Then, the demons began their extermination. Our civilization is gone, and Warriv has been killed. We had no ship to sail to Lut Gholein, so we have lost all our contacts there. Gheed has not appeared in the rogue’s encampment for a long time. We have lost all our sources of food. Finally, the circumstances became so dire that not even the demons had any interest in us. After they’ve left us, the blacksmith, Charsi, returned to the embrace of the Rogue goddess. Kashya went to the Sister’s Burial Ground. She went there so she could reunite with her sister, Blood Raven, in death. There are no rogues in the rogue encampment anymore. Only I am left, a priestess who serves this place. After leaving this message, I will head to the cathedral as well, and I will reunite with the rogue goddess for the rest of eternity. Travelers, please, don’t forget that we existed. Don’t let our deeds fade away from history.” Abel wiped away the tears off his face. He was in the world from Diablo after both Heaven and Hell had left. The rogue encampment was gone, and all that’s left were abandoned buildings with no one inside. Akara kept pleading Abel to not forget about them and how their civilization had existed. “I will always remember you,” Abel thought to himself, “As long as I live, I will never forget how your kind survived till the very end. I will pass your legends to the next generation, and the generation after me will pass it onto the next one! Your history will be remembered!” As though responding to Abel’s oath, the diamond piece split into pieces in the air, and the image of Akara disappeared. There might be some survivors left. But, to get to the closest city, Lut Gholein, Abel would have to obtain a boat to travel across the ocean in the east. Right now, Abel had no way of doing that. Abel took the night pearl from the portal bag and walked into the tent. The tent suddenly became bright. According to legend, Akara’s tent was enchanted with special magic that could manipulate space. The tent might look small from the outside, but a lot more area was revealed when the night pearl was taken out. Abel spent almost an hour cleaning up the dust in the tent. Apart from the table next to the door, there were many crystal bottles with magic powers over the alchemy table. On the other side, there was an alchemy table for drawing scrolls, some ink, and a rune pen. Abel stepped forward and opened the ink. The ink was completely dried up, but the rune pen seemed to be working very well. Abel didn’t know what the pen was made from, but he could feel the magic coming out of it even after it has been unused for so many years. Abel placed the rune pen into the Horadric Cube. He wanted to observe the properties of the rune pen, but apart from a dark gold text stating “Akara’s rune pen,” no other information was conveyed. As it turned out, not even the Horadric Cube could find much information related to this rune pen. Only its name could be displayed. So that’s how Abel obtained his first dark gold quality equipment. The rune pen might be a support item, but it could do a lot for the user. Thinking back, Akara was a master of scrolls and potions. She was the one in charge of making all the scrolls and potions inside the rogue encampment. Abel turned to look at the magical fluctuating bottles on the alchemy table. He picked up one of them and placed it in the Horadric Cube. He focused his power of the will on the bottle, and then the bottle showed a row of dark gold text stating “Akara’s Alchemy Bottle 1/10.” The 10 bottles on the alchemy table were a set of experimental equipment for alchemists. All the bottles and jars were of dark gold quality. Abel had to learn alchemy before he could use “Akara’s alchemy bottle.” He would very much like to test the running pen’s effect right now, but his current priority was to scout across the whole encampment. Abel went out and headed to the blacksmith’s shop to the north, where it belonged to the blacksmith Charsi, a lady with a tall and robust body. During her time, she was the only blacksmith inside the rogue’s encampment. The wooden shack in the smithy had collapsed, and some of the blacksmith tools buried could be seen. The most noticeable part, however, was the fire that was emerging from the crack on the ground. Even after so many years, the flame never stopped raging for even one second. This fire was originally used as Charsi’s personal stove. No matter how fine a piece of material was, this fire would always be hot enough to melt it down to liquid form. It was the perfect fire for any professional blacksmith. Abel’s muscles were very powerful at times like these. The magic sword was used as a shovel, and he dug out the buried blacksmith tools from the collapsed wooden shed. Although these tools were buried for a long time, they were not damaged too much. Not a lot would have to be done for them to be usable again. Pretty soon, Abel’s built himself his own blacksmith’s workshop here. If he wanted to create something here, he could always visit this workshop in the future. The sun came up when Abel was just about to be done. He could now see what the whole rogue’s encampment looked like. The rogue’s encampment was built next to a river leading to the sea. On each one of its sides, there were gates made of thorns to hide what building that was in its center. When Abel touched the spiky fence with his hand, he could feel a lot of light energy coming out of it. No wonder such a small camp could remain to this day, even when there were demons around before. Inside the square where Abel came from, the mysterious box suddenly appeared again. If Abel remembered it correctly, it was a magic item that could store a large number of items. Abel approached the box and tried to open it. As soon as he came into contact with the box, a message popped up. “Do you want to open the private collection box?” the text read. “Yes,” Abel said bravely. As an experienced gamer in his previous life, he was not weirded out at all in this situation. A dark golden light flashed in front of the wooden box, and the lid was opened to reveal the vast space inside. Abel could feel it with his power of the Will. The box was connected to his soul. From this point on, no one except him would be able to open it.

Chapter 112 - Bloor Moor Chapter 112: Bloor Moor While holding it in his right hand, Abel held the Horadric Cube close towards this private storage box. He wanted to put the box inside his Horadric Cube. There was no one in this world anymore, so using the box here felt weird for him. As a white light flashed by, the private storage box had taken four slots inside the Horadric Cube. What did it look like outside the camp? The sky was bright now, so Abel walked along the main road of the square towards the exit of the camp. After he went around the wall, he came to the Blood Moor, a huge plain located outside the rogue encampment. The morning sun shone on the land of Blood Moor. The ground was barren with nothing but weeds. Abel felt lonely when he was walking around this place. It was human nature to be in a group, after all. Right now, it’s probably just him who’s still around. Swish. While Abel was getting kind of zoned out, an arrow suddenly shot at him from his front. Fortunately, he was in his armor, so the arrow just bounced off his chest as soon as it landed. Abel was startled. He looked towards the direction where the arrow shot from and found that it was a mouse that was attacking him. It was a mouse with thorns. It was kind of like an echidna, except the spikes could be fired like tiny arrows. “Quill rats!” Abel didn’t expect there to be any creatures from the underworld here. Quill rats were the lowest amongst creatures from hell. When a normal rat was corrupted by the dark powers of hell, it would be turned into a quill rat that would hide in the bushes to shoot spikes at any nearby humans. The magical sword in his hand lifted, blocking this second long thorn. Abel stepped on the ground and pressed hard, leaving a deep depression on the ground. He rushed forward like the wind and swung at the rat in an attempt to kill it with one hit. Bang. Abel thought that he could split the quill rat into two. Yet, even with his full strength, the most he could do was to leave a big cut on the quill rat. Black blood ran from the darn beast’s wound, but it was not moving any slower. Soon, it shot a third spike towards Abel. Abel dodged the long spike again. He looked at the quill rat that was slowed by the ice magic sword. If a rat was this hard to kill, he might need to do a lot more preparation if he wanted to survive in this world. Even after two seconds, the slowing effect of the Ice Magic Sword was still in place. Abel felt kind of weird for a bit. The slowing effect was only gone after two more seconds, but the quil rat had already shot so many spikes at him. Just how durable were these creatures against physical attacks? Abel was thinking about killing it with magic, but he couldn’t even cast a basic “fireball” at this stage, let alone launching a spell that would finish this fight. Abel came forward and slashed for a dozen times with his sword. After mashing the quill rat into the mud of flesh, it finally lost all signs of life. Not even cockroaches were that hard to kill. As it turned out, all creatures from hell were highly-resistant against physical attack. If Abel wanted to explore this land further, he might need to learn some more magic first. While thinking that he was safe for now, a shadow suddenly appeared from the pile of the dead rat’s corpse, then rushed straight towards the Horadric Cube. Abel had never seen anything like this before. He quickly opened his Horadric Cube to check if anything was wrong, but couldn’t find much change at all. Perhaps the Cube was just absorbing the soul of the quill rat. Anyways, it had been more than ten hours since he came to this place. Abel returned to the square of Rogues’ Encampment. He held down the Horadric Cube in his right arm and took out the Scroll of Town Portal from it. Since this wasn’t Earth, he might just be able to go back to his bedroom. The mana slowly flowed to the town’s teleportation scroll. After blue light flashed by, the oval magic portal appeared once more. Abel looked around him for a while. When the white tent appeared in his sight, he said goodbye to it. “I’ll come back!” Abel whispered. Then Abel walked into the water ripples in the magic portal. He suddenly felt very dizzy again. After he opened his eyes, he found himself to be inside his room at the Bakong City Boulevard. If his calculation was right, now was the time to head to the noble arbitral tribunal. He still had some compensation fee that he needed to pay. After finding Loraine to be in front of him as he opened up the room’s door, Abel chuckled for a bit. “What’s wrong, Loraine?” Abel asked, “Are you here to come to the noble arbitral tribunal with me, by any chance?” “No?” Loraine replied with a confused look on her face, “I’m here to tell you that dinner is ready! Aren’t you going to the noble arbitral tribunal tomorrow?” “Ah!” So that’s what it was. As it turned out, the flow of time in this reality was not the same as the one in the world of Diablo. After having his dinner with Loraine, Abel got himself two hourglasses and went straight back to his room. He didn’t mind as Loraine was watching him doubtfully this entire time. Abel took out the Town of Town Portal from his Horadric Cube. By this point, the two Scrolls of Town Portal he used before were now recovered. After checking that there were twenty scrolls inside the cube, Abel took one out and opened up a portal with his mana. Abel reversed the two hourglasses at the same time, one on the ground, the other in his hands. He then entered the portal, then returned to the square of the Rogues’ Encampment. Whilst waiting for the portal to take him there, Abel decided not to waste time and began to meditate. As he focused his internal thoughts, the pattern of the first-level apprentice wizard appeared in front of him. He then guided the magic into the pattern with his mana. While Abel was channeling the mana with his power of the Will, the mana started pouring and flooding inside the rune. If air here wasn’t so concentrated with magic, he would’ve had to spend a lot more effort trying to keep the magic inside the rune’s patter. The magical meditation in the magic tower was like the air flowing into the pattern of the first-level apprentice wizard, but here the feeling of air was very different. Abel was painful but happy at this time. The pattern of the first-level apprentice wizard who has just been drawn for a long time had never been poured into so much magic. Now he was able to try to slow down the influx of magic with mental power. Although he didn’t get much help in this world, the magical environment had given Abel a huge surprise. At the end of a careful meditation, he found that one-time meditation here was comparable to five times meditation in the outside world. After many months of meditation, other people’s five years of meditation, he could achieve the same effect in only one year, and it would allow him to get more time to learn other knowledge. Looking back at the hourglass, one meditation took an hour, and Abel ‘s meditation experience was very low. As the number of meditations increased, the experience has increased, and the time of meditation would become faster and faster. It was the only way Abel knew to restore magic at that time. When Abel just entered the tower, he didn’t know much about the wizard, but he knew that there must be other ways to add magic, because meditation could only be used in the tower, and if we went outside, the thin mana of the world couldn’t help him meditate normally. Without auxiliary methods, the wizard couldn’t leave the magic tower. Maybe he would know this as Abel’s stayed in the Tower of Magic became longer and longer, but now he was only able to use meditation to restore his magical power. The next step was to practice the ‘fire bullet’ spell. Abel was not prepared to save mana but used the mana directly to draw the ‘fire bullet’ pattern here. This practice effect would be better, he thought. Abel’s magic was only enough to practice drawing the complete ‘fireball’ pattern four times. It was very hard for him not to make any mistakes now, but for the most part, he could practice for about twenty times before he needed to replenish his mana. During meditation, one could replenish mana and increase manas. When the mana was increased, one would have to be very careful to distribute it as evenly as possible across the rune. Replenishing was a lot easier. As long as one’s power of the Will was connected to the mana, the mana would automatically flow to where the rune designed it to be in.

Chapter 113 - Disparity Of Time Chapter 113: Disparity of Time With the level that Abel’s currently at, it would take 10 minutes for him to recharge his mana in the Rogue’s Encampment. If he were in the magic tower right time, this process would take much more time. As he continued to practice using magic, Abel became more and more familiar with the ‘fireball’ spell. He started making fewer mistakes. If he made one type of mistake, He made sure that the same wouldn’t happen in his next practice. This was why he was learning so fast. Slowly and steadily, Abel kept using his mana to practice casting the “fireball” spell. After replenishing his mana for the twentieth time, he was now 20% closer to casting the complete spell. Pretty soon, he would be able to cast his very first spell. Abel noticed that his head was starting to hurt. He turned his head and looked at the hourglass on the ground. The hourglass should’ve taken ten hours to drain, but there was barely any sand on the top. Time flies, so they say. No wonder those wizard apprentices outside the magic tower can sit for months and years. Even when mana was so dense here, Abel would have to take so long to practice his very first spell. Abel picked up his hourglass and returned to his room with his Scroll of Town Portal. He had placed another hourglass inside his bedroom, but that one showed that only half an hour had passed when the one at the Rogue’s Encampment showed that 10 hours had passed. Damn. Now Abel had twenty times the amount of time to learn than most people. Actually, his lifespan might decrease if he stayed in the Rogue’s Encampment for too long. He wasn’t sure about that, but he would know after two years. Since he was still in his adolescence, he might just become a fully grown adult the next time he used the portal. Anyways, this result had already made Abel very satisfied. Not only could he take advantage of the huge disparity of time between the two realities, but he was also able to gain access to a huge source of mana. He had a whole world to just himself. Not a lot of people would have the same opportunity. Abel decided to go to the Rogue’s Encampment for another night, which was the equivalent of ten days over there. He suddenly remembered that there seemed to be no food in the Rogue’s Encampment. He might have to go out of his room again. “You’re finally out of your room, Abel!” Loraine called out as her eyes sparkled with happiness. While waiting for Abel to come, she had been playing with Black Wind this entire time. “I’m sorry, Loraine. I’m too busy these days. I don’t have a lot of time to spend with you. I will send you home when I become a wizard.” Originally, Abel’s plan was to send Loraine after he became a knight commander. Yet, after witnessing what fifth-level apprentice wizard like Sam could do, he thought that becoming an official wizard was the least he needed to do to protect himself. The more he had understood this world, the more he knew how weak he truly was. Such a realization was what pushed him to keep up with his meditation and magic training. “Don’t worry, Abel!” Loraine replied with a smile on her face, “I know the way home is very, very long, so I will wait for you for as long as it takes!” “I’ll wait for you for as long as it takes.” Abel felt kind of shy when he heard from Loraine. No, she was just an innocent little elf. She just meant that she would be waiting for him. She didn’t mean anything other than that. While Abel turned his head away, Lorain’s smile was becoming wider than ever, and her cheeks were reddening with bliss. Abel called Ken to prepare him some preservable food. As for the drink, many red wines and fruit wines made with Horadric Cube, and were stored inside the portal bad as soon as they were produced. Ever since Abel could make his own fine wine, he had stopped drinking any other kinds of liquor. After a while, Ken found some hard bread, biscuits, and some other food. It was almost enough for Abel to eat for ten days. Even a large bucket of milk was brought over. Abel didn’t say much about it. It was Ken’s way of being nice, after all. After sorting out some matters with Ken, Abel returned to the room, locked the door, and threw all the food into the newly-acquired private storage box. He then traveled to the Rogue’s Encampment with his Tome of Town Portal. It was night time when he arrived. The sky in the camp was dark. He didn’t know what was in the sky. Abel didn’t see the moon nor the stars. There were some faint sparks of light, however, so it wasn’t completely dark either. Abel took out some wood and charcoal from the portal bag. These were originally meant for forging weapons, but with the inferno flame here, there really wasn’t a use for them. So, instead of using them to craft weapons, Abel made a small bonfire with them in the middle of the encampment’s square. After he’s lit the fire, he sat beside it and began his meditation. Meditation training was only meant for once per day. This was the same for everyone. That being said, if it was using meditation to replenish one’s mana, it could be done several times over one day. Abel didn’t want to waste the huge amount of time he’s gained from coming over here. By using the two hourglasses, he could tell that ten days here in the Rogue’s Encampment was the same as 24 hours in the reality he came from. After he’s figured out the time disparity between the two realities, he was able to make a very packed and productive time schedule for himself. Because of how concentrated the mana here was, one meditation session here would be several times more effective than at the magic tower. This meant that if he had been practicing in the Rogue’s Encampment, the progress he would make would be dozens of times in the magic tower. Of course, he wasn’t going to stay in the Rogue’s Encampment all the time. He could, however, spend his time in Rogue’s Encampment occasionally to make a lot more progress than the other apprentice wizard. So, with all the extra time he got, Abel wasn’t going to waste a second of it. He wasn’t going to waste any chance for another meditation session. After each one of his meditation sessions, Abel would resume practicing his “fireball” spell. He would swipe his finger in the air, and his mana would draw the “fireball” rune in the air. With every attempt that he was making, he would make a little more progress than the last time. Two days had passed since he had arrived. Oddly enough, the milk in his private storage box wasn’t going bad. In this world, milk did not have preservatives in them. Generally speaking, you’d have to drink it within a day that it came out of the cow’s udder. Perhaps the private storage box could do the same as the Horadric Cube. Whatever’s in it would be immune to the flow of time. Abel took out a burning piece of wood from the fire, put it out, and threw it into the private storage box. After practicing the “fireball” spell several times, he took out the wood from the box again. Just as he thought, the fire did not completely fade away. It was burning just as strong as when he was just about to put it in the storage box. What a huge discovery this was. Every time that Abel wanted to craft an exploding big sword, he would have to put the finished product inside his Horadric Cube. Because of this, he would lose the opportunity to use the Horadric Cube to synthesize something else. If he could find a place to dump the exploding big sword, he would have to keep it inside the Cube for as long as it would take. Make no mistake, and the exploding big sword was great for attacking. Its upgraded version, the super exploding big sword, was Abel’s ultimate tool to launch a suicide attack against this enemy. Now, with the private storage box, it could be stored for a long time, which was also a good way to strengthen Abel’s offensive capabilities. After spending days practicing the “fireball” spells and replenishing his mana with his meditation techniques, Abel was feeling very mentally strained. Also, he wasn’t used to not forging weapons for such a long period of time. Abel stood up and walked to the blacksmith stand. He looked at the anvil and the huge hammer on it. His fingers shook as he’s found the passion for beginning his craft. Abel was here to learn how to make magic, yes, but his heart was telling him to forge some weapons as well. After throwing a piece of iron ore he’s found in the blacksmith shop, Abel began his first forge in the Rogue’s Encampment. The inferno was much hotter than Abel imagined it to be. In a very short period of time, the piece of iron ore was softened, and if Abel hadn’t taken it out in time, it would’ve just melted and fallen into the flame. The hammer Charsi used was about 100 pounds in weight. As Abel held it in his hand, he tried to reimagine what it would be like for her to make a weapon.

Chapter 114 - Forging Some Swords Chapter 114: Forging Some Swords 100 pounds was nothing for Abel. To him, this colossal hammer was as light as a child’s toy. As he swung it around his arm, he began to focus his power of the Will on the piece of iron ore. After the locals left for many, many years, the sound of metal clashing against each other finally appeared in the Rogue’s Encampment once more. As the clashing noise echoed through the night, the sound of the nearby river and trees combined to produce a symphony. The Rogue’s Encampment was alive again, so it seemed. The burning temperature of the ground fire was too high. In his repeated attempts, Abel slowly mastered the best way to use the ground fire, and with the better tools, he managed to treat the metal base for about 125 times. 125 was a number that far exceeded his best record, and that’s the result he’s got even when he made some mistakes at the start. While forging the second base, Abel concentrated a bit more and attempted to make every one of his hammer strike to be perfect. He did it successfully. To prove that he did, he made a 130 skill base within one go. As ordinary as the materials Abel used were, after treating them with Charsi’s hammer and the legendary inferno flame, they started gaining properties that could only be seen in top-tier materials. So this was how Charsi was able to make countless blue, gold, and dark gold equipment with just ordinary materials. Unfortunately, Abel couldn’t find Charsi’s dark gold hammer. If he did, he might just be able to make a bright gold weapon. If Charsi could do it, there was no reason that he couldn’t After forging five bases in a row, Abel commenced forging his big sword. With all the five bases he made, he was planning to use them all to make exploding big swords. With a speed that was never so fast before, Abel successfully crafted all five of his big swords. That was how good the inferno flame was. Make no mistake, and the dwarves knew the art of forging better than any other race. They might have spent thousands of years learning how to forge, but without access to the inferno flame they’ve had in their homes, it might be very hard for them to produce some of the best blacksmiths in history. When five great swords were taken out of the cooling bucket on the side, Abel found something special about it. Because of how abundant the mana here was, and how unique the river water he used to cool down to metal was, the swords he made were clearly in a higher rank than all the other swords he’s made in the other world. In order to prove this, Abel threw one of the big swords into the Horadric Cube. Big Sword [Common] One-handed damage: 5-10 Durability: 50 out of 50 The data displayed by the Horadric Cube had just proved Abel right. The equipment forged in the Rogue’s Encampment was much stronger than the equipment forged outside. In terms of both durability and damage, the exploding big sword had much better stats than any of Abel’s previous works. It was a 130 skill sword, after all. The next step was to draw the runes. Abel brought the five swords to the white tent. He wanted to draw the runes there because he could use the drawing table there. Abel put the swords out of the portal bag, took ‘Akara’s rune pen, ‘and took out the fire magic rune ink. After everything was ready, he began drawing the first rune he was going to draw inside the Rogue’s Encampment. ‘Akara’s Rune Pen’ was a dark gold rune pen. Abel didn’t know about its effect before. The only thing Abel knew was that the effect of this ‘Akara’s Rune Pen’ was to automatically correct errors. Of course, by “correction,” it’s not like he could just draw a rune with a few random strokes. What this meant was that, for every mistake he’s made with his strokes, the pen would show him that he made a mistake. After that, it would attempt to guide him the right way to draw the rune. Of course, Abel wasn’t trying to create a genuine magic weapon. For the sake of creating an exploding big sword, he had to deliberately make a lot of mistakes when he was drawing the runes. Automatic correction might sound sweet to a lot of runemakers, but that’s not what Abel’s looking for here. Abel’s had a lot of experience with drawing the wrong patterns in his runes. With that being said, he could draw a lot more circuits into the rune before he inserted the red gem. And just when the big magic sword was about to break, he dropped it inside the private storage box he’s had inside the Horadric Cube. It worked. The exploding big sword was placed safely inside the storage box. Because of how much capacity the private storage box had (4 times to that of the Horadric Cube, so 48 slots in total), there was enough space for him to store 16 exploding big swords in total. Sixteen exploding big swords. Abel thought about the two elite knights who were trying to protect the prince. If four exploding big swords could cause them to be severely injured, he might just need a few more to kill them (along with the prince) without actually having to fight at all. Abel made three more exploding big swords. After he was done, he threw them all into his private storage box. For the fifth sword, he was going to make a super exploding big sword. For something like this, he would use the 130 skill sword that had far better quality than any other one he’s built before. Despite trying to make a “failed” version of a magic weapon, the automatic correction effect of the “Akara’s rune pen” still did something to help. For every mistake that Abel hadn’t found before, the pen would point them out for him to deliberately make more mistakes. It seemed that ‘Akara’s Rune Pen’ was helping him to write the rune more perfectly. There was another problem, though. Abel was trying to make a super exploding big sword. The rune he was drawing was from a fire spell rune, and the gem that it was using was a perfect Redstone. The explosion only happened when the sword’s structure could not withhold the massive amount of mana transferred by the gemstone. So how big would an explosion be after the rune was improved by the “Akara’s rune pen?” Abel remembered the cliff in the Ansa Valley. The explosion that time had caused a twenty-meter cliff to break. Some cold sweat flowed down from Abel’s forehead. If he threw this sword at someone, not an ounce of his ash would remain at all. Actually, the sword was meant for a desperado attack, anyways. The more destructive it was, the better it would be. Abel took a perfect ruby from the portal bag. He then carefully placed it inside the groove of the sword. The faster he was able to put the exploding sword inside his private storage box before it explodes, the more time he would have to pray before he died. Why pray, and not run away? Well, if he was to use the super exploding big sword, he would have no chance to run at all. He might be able to run if he were to throw it down a cliff, but running away would be impossible if he used it on flat ground. After guiding his mana into the rune, Abel felt a small crackling sound from the sword. He immediately threw the super exploding sword into the personal storage box, and while he was fast enough, there was still quite some cold sweat flowing down from his head. Abel took a deep breath. As a gust of wind blew past him, he quickly calmed himself down. He hadn’t felt so endangered for a very long time. Such intensive experience could help him to boost up his power of the Will. If it wasn’t for how dangerous the exploding big sword was, he might just take it out again to training his reflex speed.

Chapter 115 - Fireball Chapter 115: Fireball It was the ninth day after learning the “fireball” spell. Whilst lifting a finger in his right hand, Abel began drawing the spell pattern at an extremely slow pace. It took him two minutes to finish drawing, but he was sure that he could make his very first spell. Finally, the pattern was finished, and Abel began to chant the spell. He spoke out in the noble tongue of the elves, “O the passionate elf of fire; please lend me your strength! O the element of fire, under the command of the elf, you shall become an indestructible ball of flame!” The pattern began to glow. At this moment, a dark golden light flashed from the Horadric Cube and reflected on the ‘fireball’ spell pattern. Just when he wanted to know what happened, the ‘fireball’ spell pattern started burning towards its inside, and a fireball was slowly formed. Abel felt the hot temperature of the fireball, flung his hands quickly, and threw it to the ground not far from where he was standing. Boom. Abel didn’t pay too much attention to the power of the “fireball.” He was more interested in what the Horadric Cube’s response was. This cube was everything for him, so every little change mattered to him. He pressed it over the illuminated shadow of the Horadric Cube. The Horadric Cube was enlarged in front of Abel’s eyes. The 12 spaces remained unchanged. Everything he’s put inside was still there. The Tome of Town Portal was still inside and was taking up three slots of the cube. The portal bag was taking up one slot, and the private storage box was taking up four slots. There was something else, though. Abel noticed that there was a small fireball logo next to the combine button. As he focused his power of the Will towards it, a message began to pop up: [Fireball Description: Create magical fire arrows Mana cost: 2.5 Current skill level: 0 Fire damage: 2-5 Progress to level 1: 1/5000] This was just like inside the game. Since Abel could release up to four ‘fireball’ spells, his total mana capacity was only 10. And just what in the world was that last part of the message? 1/5000? That’s 4999 more fireballs before he could level up. How much time would he have to spend on that? If Abel had ten mp (mana points) in total, he would have to mediate after every four fireballs. And for every 20 mediations he’s had, he would have to take a rest before his head starts hurting. If it took 10 minutes for him to recharge his mana with meditation, it would take 3 hours for him to meditate 20 times. If he was to include the time he would need to take a break, he would have to spend 5 hours to practice fireball 80 times. And if he was to scrape off his meditation training and not have any sleep at tall, he could do a total of 200 fireballs in a single day. That’s 25 days in total to shoot 5000 fireballs. No wonder Sam was practicing just one type of spell. His goal was to become an official wizard, and he didn’t have much time to learn any other spells. Abel’s math was actually right. There were still some things he hadn’t taken into account, however. Because of how dense the mana was in the Rogue’s Encampment, it would only take 10 minutes for him to recover his mp fully. The same process would take up to 20 minutes inside the magic tower and would take longer after ranking up. So, even the simplest spells would take a lot of time to practice. That’s why a lot of wizards didn’t participate in quest and combat. Even if they weren’t taking part in either one of these activities, they would still spend most of their time inside laboratories than learning spells. Anyway, Abel got his first spell. Although the preparation time was far too long, he was still happy with his progress. As he took a few steps forward, he went to see how the ‘fireball’ spell had affected the ground. “What the….” Abel found a bit of stone hit by the “fireballs” on the ground. After cleaning up all the dirt and dust, a small teleportation portal appeared before him. “It’s a waypoint!” This was what Abel was searching for this whole time. This was the travel point between various regions in the Rogue’s Encampment. There were nine stations in the Rogue’s Encampment, which corresponded to the nine regions within the area. Abel lowered his body. There was a 2-square-meters circle of quaint stones with two grooves at each one of its ends. He looked at the empty grooves. There was no energy to activate them. He took out two ordinary diamonds from the portal bag and put them in the grooves. Both grooves flashed white light at the same time, and then the white light was starting glowing along with the groove patterns. Just when Abel thought that the teleportation station was about to be activated, he heard a “crack” coming from inside the grooves. The two ordinary diamonds he put in had just exploded. This waypoint required a lot more energy than what ordinary gems could hold. Abel had a lot of perfect gems with him. Since he’s got the portal bag before coming to Bakong City, he’s combined a lot of various gems and had them all safely stored inside the bag. He took out two more perfect diamonds and put them into the two grooves. This time, the white light flicker for a bit. All the lines on the stone surface started to glow, and then disappeared slowly, leaving only the two grooves shimmering. Abel stood on top of the waypoint and thought of the places he could go to. Actually, since only this waypoint was activated, he would have to go to the other locations on foot to activate the portals. Abel turned to look at the hourglass. There was not much time left. He needed to leave here after two hours. He was looking outside the Rogue’s Encampment. He’s suddenly had another idea. He could use the “fireball” spell now. Why not test it on a wild quill rat? As he went past the barricade outside the gate, Abel entered the Blood More once more. As he was a lot more careful this time, it took him about ten minutes before he found another quill rat from inside the bush. The quill rat noticed him as well. A long spike was shot at him, but he was able to deflect it with his hand. After deflecting the spike, he put down the visor on his helmet. This way, the quill rat could no longer do any damage to him. Abel’s right-hand finger began to swipe in the air. When his finger just started to swipe, the Horadric Cube on his right arm began to flash out a dark golden light. Two options began to pop out inside Abel’s head. He could choose to use his skill tree to synergize the “fireball,” or he could choose not to. So that’s what the fireball symbol on the Horadric Cube was. It was a skill tree for him to boost up his ability. With that in mind, Abel chose “yes” inside his mind, and a fireball began to emerge from his hand. He didn’t even chant out the spells while this was happening. Abel was screaming as the fireball was literally cooking his hand. He was shocked to see how the fireball charged up so quickly but quickly came to his senses after realizing how hot it was. Abel threw the fireball towards the quill rat. While it was screaming painfully, the fireball had burnt about half of its body into ash. It didn’t die, though, as it kept on shooting spikes towards Abel. Abel was preparing to attack the quill rat for the second time. This time, he thought about using a ‘fireball’ with his fingers extended. As he did so, a ‘fireball’ pattern appeared in front of his fingers and shot out the flame towards the rat’s head. A dark shadow floated on the corpse of the quill rat and was absorbed by the Horadric Cube. Abel wasn’t sure what going on here, but he knew that it was harmless for him. Abel unfastened the armor on his arm. He looked at the ‘fireball’ logo in the block of Horadric Cube and focused his power of the Will on it. He was now 4997 fireballs aways from getting to the next level.

Chapter 116 - Middle-Aged Wizard Chapter 116: Middle-Aged Wizard Why was the second “fireball” released without the option to synergize it with the skill tree? While the attack was instantaneous, it could be devastating in a split-second shoot off against his opponent It took a while for Abel to find another quill rat. This time, instead of activating the spell in his mind first, he decided to do it manually. The Horadric Cube didn’t react this time. It didn’t help him finish drawing the spell pattern, so it took him about 2 minutes to finish drawing up the whole spell. “O the passionate elf of fire, please lend me your strength! O the element of fire, under the command of the elf, you shall become an indestructible ball of flame!” With the same amount of power as the last one, the fireball burnt off half of the body of the quill rat. Needless to say, the preparation time required was drastically different. If Abel was fighting another version of himself, the outcome would be very obvious. The instant ‘fireball’ spell could be fired four times in a row. Judging from how durable the quill rat was, Abel could certainly destroy an elite’s knight armor (combat qi included) within split seconds. If Abel’s total mana capacity increased, he could launch more ‘fireball,’ and his offensive ability would be double of where he was currently at. Watching as the quill rat struggle with half of its body burnt off, Abel ended its life with another fireball. He felt kind of drained after doing this. He wasn’t exhausted physically, per se, but was mentally exhausted as he ran out of mana. Abel returned to Rogue’s Encampment. He looked at the hourglass on the ground. He should be leaving now. As he opened up his Scroll of Town Portal, and an oval portal filled with ripples appeared in front of him. When he stepped inside the portal, he could feel his head spinning from top to bottom. It was a little different from last time, though. During his stay in the Rogue’s Encampment this time, Abel’s spent about ten days in total. Since he was a 13-year-old boy, while he couldn’t feel his body growing up, he could feel something happening to his body while he was inside the portal. His frame (bones) was starting to shrink, and some life force was replenished while this was happening. As Abel returned to his room in the mansion located at Triumph Boulevard, he could feel his body returning to the same state as when he had just left. So that’s what it was. All the height he’s grown during his stay at Rogue’s Encampment was now reverted. Abel was an intermediate knight. That being said, he was very sensitive to all the changes that were happening to his body. During the ten days in Rogue’s Encampment, his body grew at a pace that was very hard for him to notice. However, as long as he went back to this world with the Scroll of Town Portal, his body would be the same as when he had just left. The Rogue’s Encampment was a trial place between heaven and hell. It was under the direct influence of the Power of the Rule, which was not something that Abel could understand. It probably had the power to alter time. Maybe that was it. “Wait, what about the progress I’ve made over these ten days?” Abel gasped. As soon as his finger extended in space, a ‘fireball’ pattern appeared. A fireball appeared in his hand. He was inside his room, though. As Abel tried to resist the burning sensation, he kicked the window open and threw the fireball into the sky. “Don’t throw your spells around, Child!” Suddenly, a middle-aged man appeared in front of Abel. He was wearing a white robe that was laced with gold rims. As he scolded at Abel, he stretched out his hand and shot out a white halo from his hand. The halo hit the fireball that Abel shot, and the fireball exploded in midair before it shot to the ground like a meteorite. Abel didn’t know how to react. Only Hoover, the head commander of knights, was capable of showing up in such a fashion. This middle-aged man must be at the same level as Hoover. He was definitely not a knight, though. He was probably a wizard, judging from the way mana was released from his body. “With all due respect, what title should I refer to you as, sir?” Abel said, bowed. He wasn’t able to bow like a nobleman because of the armor he was wearing, but he still gave him a bow that belonged to the knights. “Didn’t your mentor tell you not to use spells inside the city?” The man stared at Abel coldly. With that stern look on the man’s face, a mighty pressure came pouring over Abel’s mind. Almost instinctively, the golden combat qi in his body surged across his body, and the first-level apprentice wizard magic pattern glowed inside his mind. Something was telling him not to reserve any strength. The wizard realized how frightening he was being, and decided to ease down the aura he was releasing. To his surprise, the young man in front of him could still stand on both of his legs. As the middle-aged wizard was easing the pressure on him, Abel let a long sigh of relief. Because of how exhausted he was becoming, all his muscles were tensing up, and his back was completely drenched in cold sweat. “I don’t have a teacher, Sir,” Abel replied, meanwhile trying to suppress the headache he was having from a lack of mana. “Who taught you how to cast spells, then?” the middle-aged wizard asked with a slightly surprised tone. Because of how muscular Abel was, most people would think that he was at least fifteen years old. His appearance was not relevant to the middle-aged wizard, though. From observing Abel’s life force, he could tell that the boy was only around thirteen years of age. If Abel didn’t have a good teacher, it would be impossible for him to cast any spells. “I am a sorcerer’s apprentice of Sam’s fifth-level apprentice at the Yveline’s Magic Tower, Sir” Abel explained. Of course, the man knew what a sorcerer’s apprentice was. As long as Abel was called by this title in the magic tower, he was nothing more than a servant of a wizard’s student. “Oh, didn’t Sam tell you not to use spells in the city?” After hearing that Abel didn’t have a teacher and that he was helping out his old friend’s fourth disciple, the middle-aged wizard softened his voice for a bit. “I’m sorry, Sir. This is completely my fault. It has nothing to do with Sam.” Abel quickly explained, “Please, I assure you, he has nothing to do with this. I learned how to cast “fireball” just then, so he knows nothing about it.” Seeing how hard Abel was trying to put the blame to himself, the middle-aged wizard changed his impression of this young boy. Not only was Abel polite and educated, but he was also a responsible boy who was willing to carry his own faults. “How long have you been studying magic, young man?” The middle-aged wizard asked softly. “Three days!” Abel replied, but changed his tone after looking at the Sun for a bit, “Four days, I meant!” “Four days?” the middle-aged wizard frowned. If Abel had spent just four days learning how to cast “fireball,” he would be an absolute genius. If what he was claiming was true, how was he a sorcerer’s apprentice at the Yvelines magic tower?

Chapter 117 - So, What Now? Chapter 117: So, What Now? “Sir, I’m telling the truth. I was just accepted into the Yveline Magic Tower four days ago.” As Abel tried his best not to let any blame go to Sam, he tried to be honest as he could to the wizard in front of him. “Did you learn the ‘fireball’ spell in just four days?” the wizard asked, and Abel kept nodding his head.” The wizard seemed to be reminded of something, “You haven’t met the Wizard of Yveline yet, have you?” “No, I haven’t, sir.” At least the wizard was starting to ask about something else. Abel began to sigh in relief. The wizard was putting too much pressure on him. “Show me your ‘fireball’ here,” the wizard said. “Here?” Abel looked around him. He was just told that spells were not allowed in the city. “Yes, right here!” the wizard laughed and then said, ‘I’m not leaving any time soon. You’ll be fine.’ “Yes, sir,” Abel complied. On the inside, he was complaining about how much trouble this wizard was giving him till now. Hopefully, he wouldn’t charged of violating the same rule twice. The wizard persisted as though he knew what Abel was thinking. “Hurry up!” he said and released his overwhelming aura again. Out of instinctual fear, Abel reached out his fingers and immediately drew a ‘fireball’ spell pattern. The fireball was then released towards a nearby tree Boom. The decades-old tree had a huge dent in it before it started burning up. Abel knew he made a mistake here. He should’ve shot the fireball manually and go into automatic mode. The middle-aged wizard stared at Abel with a stunned look. It was almost impossible to master a ‘fireball’ spell within four days, let alone shooting it in split seconds. Yes, even if it was the most basic and lowest-level spell in the entire spell system. He should invite Abel into his magic tower, so he started thinking. Any sooner, and someone was going to take this genius before him. “You didn’t say any enchantments,” The wizard threw a skeptical look at Abel. “No, sir.” Abel thought for a moment and then said, “The spell I’ve used is made by the high elves, which I have learned before. If I want to cast “fireball,” I just have to say enchantments in my mind.” When the wizard destroyed his fireball in the air, he didn’t say any enchantments either. He wasn’t sure how he did the same thing. However, and it wasn’t like he could just reveal the existence of the Horadric Cube. The middle-aged wizard shook his head and looked at Abel, “Young man, don’t lie to me. I have never heard of anyone who speaks the noble tongue of the elves.” Oh, so that’s what was. Abel thought that he had said something wrong, but the wizard was just asking about the noble tongue of the elves. “Sir, I do have a grasp of the noble tongue of the elves,” Abel responded with a line from the high elves’ language. Although the wizard didn’t understand what Abel was saying, he was able to distinguish a few words from leaning spells of the same language. A satisfied smile appeared on his face as his doubts were resolved. “Young man, what’s your name?” “My name is Abel, Abel Harry,” Abel replied. “Abel? Maybe I have heard the name,” the wizard replied as he didn’t care for things not related to magic, “My name is Morton. You can come to the Morton Magic Tower tomorrow. I will be waiting for you there.” Abel was shocked when he heard the name “Morton.” Not a lot of people have mentioned this name, but everyone who did had this admiring look on their faces. Yes, Mortin. He was the most powerful wizard in all of the Duchy of Carmel. He was an intermediate wizard with a level of 11 lived in the tallest one out of the three magic towers. He felt excited and happy in his heart, but he was already an apprentice of Sam. Leaving the Yveline magic tower just didn’t seem right to him. ‘Dear Morton Wizard, although I am longing for the Morton Magic Tower, I’m afraid I need to explain everything to Sam first. Without his permission, I don’t think it’s right to go to your Magic Tower.” “Oh, of course, I’ll talk to Yveline about it myself. Just go tell Sam, and he’ll let you go,” Morton said confidently. He didn’t think that Sam would try to stop him from inviting anyone over. “Do you live here?” Morton asked as he finally noticed his surroundings. “Yes, this is my temporary residence in Bakong,” “Oh! You come from a wealthy family, I see. Very good. You’ll need quite some gold to help with your wizard training.” “I’m so sorry, Sir. I forgot to invite you to come in,” Abel gestured the wizard to come in. It seemed kind of funny since he was wearing a full set of armor. Abel didn’t think that Morton would come in. It was hard to see such a huge celebrity at all, let alone treating them to a cup of tea or something. Morton might just flat-out reject him, but he might as well ask first. Morton was already inside the house, however, and had a wide smile on his face. “How could I decline such a generous offer? Sure, I’ll come in and have a seat,” he said. Abel opened the door and led Morton to the guest room. Ken suddenly appeared. “Is there anything I can do for you, master?” Ken came over and asked. “Bring a bottle of red wine from my room and prepare some desserts.” Abel turned to look at Morton and asked, “Or would you like something else, Sir Morton?” “No, it’s up to you,” Morton replied. He was more interested in how the rooms were decorated. This mansion was obtained from the royal family, and the interior layouts were all the finest of their kind—the leather sofa and oil paintings on the wall, and even the cups. Everything here was worth so much more gold than what ordinary nobles could get. Morton didn’t expect to find such a rich student. Oh well, at least he wouldn’t have any financial problems in the near future. After a while, Ken brought some servants to put on some desserts. Although they were not as delicate as those in the magic tower, Ken clearly put in quite some effort into them. Ken opened the bottle of wine and poured it into the decanter. He looked at Abel and asked, “Should the wine be served now or later, sir?” “Let’s have it now,” Morton said before Abel said anything. Ken saw that this guest was very important. Although he didn’t know where the guest came from, Abel’s attitude had explained everything. “Yes, sir.” Ken poured red wine in two wine glasses, then bowed back. “Why do you want to be a wizard?” Morton held up his glass. “I want to live longer, Sir Morton. I’ve heard that wizards can live up to 300 years old, and I really like to live as long as I can.” While Abel couldn’t tell Morton about the Scroll of Town Portal, he would definitely like to live a lot longer. He needed as much time as he could to go back to China. “Ha!” Morton laughed as he took a sip of red wine, “A lot of youngsters chose to become wizards because they want to live longer. It wasn’t actually themselves who want to live longer, most of the time. It’s usually their family who asked for it. And you, you’re kind of a special case, I suppose. At an age as young as yours, I wouldn’t expect you to think much about living longer.” “Huh?” The wizard stopped his hand suddenly. He sniffed the wine with his nose and took another sip, meanwhile slowly savoring it in his mouth. Abel didn’t say anything. The red wine that Morton drank was synthesized by his Horadric Cube. He didn’t want anyone to find out about the Horadric Cube, but such an important guest should only be treated with the best beverage in the house. “Do you have any more of this wine?” Morton asked straightforwardly. “Of course, there are a few bottles in my room. You can bring them all back if you want.” As it turned out, Morton liked red wine.

Chapter 118 - Compensation Chapter 118: Compensation As he looked at the four bottles of red wine Abel gave, the Wizard of Morton was surprised. He stated with a burst of laughter, “You have just been to the Tower of Magic, why did you leave?” The wizard was a little worried about him. Although the nobles’ children knew a lot and were more polite, most of them did not have strong perseverance, especially the boring life in the magic tower. “Dear Morton Wizard, I need to go to the noble arbitral tribunal for two compensation matters!” Abel explained. “Somebody asked you for compensation?”Wizard of Morton asked. “No, it’s compensation for me,” Abel said with a smile. “You haven’t become a member of the Magic Guild. Getting some compensations are good things.” Morton Wizard laughed. The Wizard of Morton treated Abel as one of his magic towers’ members, but he was still worried about the child going there. He took a sign from his pocket and said, “Hang this on your waist. This is proof of my magic tower. I’ll know it when you go to the magic tower tomorrow. “After a pause, he smiled again and said,” if you hang it in Gangba City, you will not get into any trouble. ” “Thank you!” Abel took the sign with both hands. This sign was very similar to the identity card that Abel used at the Evelyn Tower, except the exterior of the pattern was different. It had a tree carved on it, and each branch of the tree are all exquisite. “I’m leaving.” The wizard Morton carried four bottles of red wine, he flickered and disappeared from the sitting room. Abel looked enviously at the way the Wizard of Morton disappeared. Was this the ability of the intermediate wizard? “Abel, can you bring me?” Lorraine asked softly when she saw Abel, who was wearing a noble gown. Abel looked at Lorraine and found that her clothes were not gorgeous, but very ordinary clothing, and he started feeling guilty that He didn’t care enough for Lorraine. “Lorraine, come with me, I will buy some clothes for you,” Abel looked at Lorraine and said After hearing that, Lorraine’s eyes sparked and narrow because of a smile. Abel could see how great the attractiveness of beautiful clothes to the girls. The air-conditioning in the carriage was turned on the maximum. Compared to the previous carriage, this one was very special. It was painted black, and an oriental five-claw dragon was carved at the top. In many instances, other carriage had to give way to it. The carriage was walking on the way to the aristocratic arbitral tribunal, and there weren’t many people on the road. The terrible institution of the aristocratic arbitral tribunal made the reputation of this street very bad. “Master, someone blocked the road ahead.” Ken’s voice came. Abel stuck his head out of the window and glanced forward. It was the royal cavalry, an army that had fought many times with Abel. “Honor Baron, my master is waiting for you in the aristocratic arbitral tribunal!” A middle-aged man, like a steward, walked out from behind the cavalry. “Who is your master?” Abel was a little strange. The royal family had a bad relationship with him. How could they be waiting for him? “My master is His Excellency the High Duchy of the Principality of Camai, Riandel George, the future King of the Principality of Camai!” The middle-aged man’s tone showed great pride. “His Royal Highness Liandre?” Abel did not expect that the prince would be waiting for him. He, who was about to begin the ceremony, should be his busiest time recently. Abel jumped out of the carriage and turned to ask Lorrain: “Lorraine, are you going with me or staying in the carriage?” “I’m just waiting for Abel here. I don’t like the feeling here.” As an elf, Lorriane came and felt the coldness here. She could feel countless creatures crying. “Okay, then you will be here for a while, and I will be back soon,” Abel turned and looked at the followed ten black armor fighters, “You stay here and protect Lorraine.” “Yes, sir.” The ten black-armored soldiers neatly saluted. “Lead the way!” Abel looked at the middle-aged man and said. “This way,” The middle-aged man led the way, and Abel followed. At the back of the royal cavalry, six gold armored knights of the Kingdom Guards guarded at the gate of the noble arbitration court appeared. Abel knew that these gold armored knights were senior with just a glance. His Royal Highness was quite fearful! After sighing, Abel walked into the aristocratic arbitration tribunal and saw that the prince, dressed in a Chinese suit, had already stepped forward to welcome him. “His Royal Highness Prince, it’s a great honor to see you!” Aberishley answered first. “Dear Baron Abel, I apologize for the, say, unpleasantness between the royal family and you, and cause you much trouble!” His Royal Highness Ryandale George gave courtesy and apologized to the Abel ceremony. Abel started wondering. The last thing was resolved, and we just left only some compensation matters. How could the High Prince’s attitude be so humble and he would come here to apologize in person, wouldn’t he want to reduce the compensation? Just an apology? The prince did not want to be here. He would become the King in a few days. But he had many trivialities, and he heard reports that Baron Abel would come to the noble arbitral tribunal for compensation, so he just came to wait in person. The reason for the appearance of His Highness Liandre George was very simple– the relationship between Captain Hoover and Abel. The Hoover Knight had a very high status, but that time it was very rare that he appeared for Abel, which also showed that he and Abel have an extraordinary relationship. The Knight of Hoover had supported him to be the king so that he could defeat his brothers and get the throne of the king, so this time, he had to take time out of his busy schedule to work with Abel. Abel found the knight commander who had fought against him that day behind the prince. Although he did not know the name of the knight, Abel said politely: ” Lord Knight, glad to meet you again! ” “Honor Baron Abel, I’m very sorry for my reckless behavior that day!” The commander commanded a solemn manner to Abel. This was a very formal apology etiquette, and this ceremony could only be performed on people who have a higher identity than themselves. This was a surprise for everyone in the hall. He was the Cavalier Commander, the most important high-end combat power in the kingdom. No matter how honorable Abel was, it was not worthy of this commander to give such a solemn manner. Abel felt strange, but he quickly responded: “Everything has been resolved, and you just completed your task.” “Thank you for your forgiveness!” The knight finished his apology etiquette. “Dear Justice and Order Servant Referee, very nice to meet you!” Abel salutes two middle-aged men wearing uniforms painted with the Statue of Justice and Order. “Hello, Baron Abel!” It was the referee who dealt with Abel’s family conflict yesterday. When Abel spoke to the referee, His Royal Highness Liandre George’s eyes looked strangely to the Cavaliers. This time, he took the Cavaliers with him just for protecting him, but he did not expect for him to apologize to Abel in such a solemn manner! The knight made a wink at His Royal Highness Liandre George and let him look at Abel’s waist, where a sign hung.

Chapter 119 - Kind Regard From The Eldest Prince Chapter 119: Kind Regard From the Eldest Prince Prince Liandre’s George squinted his eyes as he saw what Abel was holding. He was a crucial member of the Royal Family. Of course, he knew what the card was. It was the identity card of the intermediate wizard, Morton, who was the guardian wizard of this Duchy and the most powerful guardian wizard in the state. Why would Abel have anything to do with the Morton Magic Tower? From the intel that Prince Liandre received, Abel was just a wizard apprentice in the Yveline Tower. And now this. The amount of compensation would have to change because of that. The future king was not too stingy about his money. If anything, he was looking to getting along with Wizard Morton. If Morton could become one of his trusted “friends,” he would’ve needed a lot fewer guards whenever he went outside the palace. “Pardon me,” Prince Liandre George smiled and said to Abel, “About the compensation. There has been a tiny change if you don’t mind.” Abel frowned a bit when he heard this. Did the prince really come here to bargain with him for some money? Just how poor was the Duchy becoming? “Um, you see,” prince Liandre George continued, “It’s about the vineyard you were meant to receive. I didn’t think it’s good enough for compensation, so I decided to replace it with the Cotter Winehouse. If you will, the Royal Palace would like to make a more sincere apology.” Abel knew about the Cotter Winehouse. It was one of the best wine houses in the entire Duchy of Carmel. He had a lot of fine wine from there, actually, in his collection in the Triumph Boulevard mansion. “You are too kind, you Highness,” Abel thanked Liandre sincerely. “As long as you like it, my dear Sir Abel!” Prince George Liandre replied. Judging from the smile on Abel’s face, he knew his plan had worked. The cost might be a little higher than expected, but Abel clearly couldn’t say no to him. ‘Well, then,” Prince Liandre reached out his right hand towards Abel, then turned to look at the two judges in court, “Let’s settle this in front of the Goddess of Justice and Order. From this point onward, there shall be no conflict between us. I hope we can become good friends, Sir Abel.” ‘Yes, Your Highness. There will be no more conflicts between us. I’m honored to be your friend!’ As Abel reached out his hand as well, the two shook hands in the air and declared their friendship to the public. “Very well,” the jury said solemnly, “By the goddess of Justice and Order, a contract has been agreed upon!” A contract was agreed between the two parties. In a society such as this, shaking hands was a common way to resolve conflicts. Once the act was officially acknowledged, neither side would have permission to bring up the conflict in the future. “You’ll have to excuse me, Sir Abel. I have some business to attend to after this,” Prince Liandre said. Since the court hearing was settled, there really wasn’t a reason for him to stay any longer. “Yes, Your Highness. I wish you a pleasant day.” Abel said and farewelled Prince Liandre with a bow. While Prince Liandre had left, the middle-aged man who brought Abel here stayed. It was now his turn to have a negotiation with Ken. Since the Cotter Winehouse was handed over to Abel so quickly, a lot of deals had to be arranged. Abel didn’t care too much about the handover. He was a nobleman. He would be laughed at if he joined in a business negotiation like this. Instead, he turned towards the judge and asked, “About the Benson Family, has their compensation arrived yet?” The judge replied with a smile, ‘Yes, Sir Abel. The head of Benson Family has just sent them yesterday!” The judge didn’t know who exactly Abel was. He could make a lot of guesses after seeing how polite Prince Liandre (and the knight commander) was to him, but one thing was certain: “Sir Abel” was not a simple nobody. Even the prince had to show some respect to him. “All right, then. Let’s get everything sorted today,” Abel said with satisfaction. He was happy with how things were running so smoothly, especially with how cooperative the Benson Family had been with him. “Yes, Sir. I shall send someone to your butler about this,” The referee replied. Abel stood for a while as he waited for Ken to handle the transfer. While doing so, one of the court staff passed him a cup of coffee. Abel did some math while he was waiting for Ken. Honestly, he was quite a wealthy man now. He had two vineyards in Bakong City, two shops at Tian Jin Avenue, and one vineyard at his Triumph Boulevard mansion (the Cotter Winehouse). “Sorry for keeping you waiting, Loraine,” Abel said apologetically to Loraine. He didn’t think this court hearing would take so long. Loraine was waiting in the carriage the whole time he was inside the noble arbitral tribunal. “It’s okay, Abel! You didn’t keep me waiting for too long,” Loraine smiled like always. For reasons she wasn’t sure of, she actually liked the feeling of waiting for Abel. Besides, it was already a joy for her to be able to go outside with him. “Let’s go buy a lo~t of pretty clothes now, okay, Loraine?” Abel laughed in a rather exaggerated way. “A lo~t? Isn’t that kind of expensive?” Loraine looked at Abel. Abel started messing up Lorain’s hair with his hand, “I got a lo~t of gold coins just then, do you understand? And since you’ve come here with me, how can I not share them with you?” Loraine didn’t like Abel messing up her hair. She turned her head away from his hand, but the smile on her face was full of joy. “What about this one? Do you like this one, Loraine? Let’s buy some clothes here.” Abel didn’t know much about women’s clothing. It was the same for Ken as well, but he did a lot of scouting since he first came to Bakong City. He was a professional butler, after all, so it wasn’t hard for him to find the most popular shop here. “Don’t worry about size,” Abel said to Ken, “We’ll hire a tailor when we head home,” Abel and Ken were both nobles. That being said, the City they’ve lived in wasn’t exactly in the top tier, and the quality of life was quite different in Bakong City. While it was much more convenient here, Abel didn’t know anyone. He didn’t know any tailor who could customize clothes for him, and it wasn’t like he had the time, either. Thus, it was up to Ken to find the right person for him. As they entered the best women’s clothing shop at Tian Jin Avenue, Abel saw some clothes that he was very familiar with. Actually, it was quite similar to what they had back on Earth. There were fancy dresses, ordinary clothes, some women’s underwear, and they were all hung up for display. “Anything I can help you with, Sir?” a beautiful stewardess bowed and asked. “Yes,” Abel said, “Uh, a lot, actually. Can you help my little sister pick out some clothes? We need every type that you have.” “Yes, you’ve got it, Sir!” the stewardess said with brightened eyes, and her smile became even more professional towards the rich customers in front of her, “Please, have a seat there while you wait.” Since Abel came here to buy some clothes, he’s decided to let all the guards stay outside. While waiting for Loraine to finish, he sat at a resting spot designated for men and enjoyed some drinks. “Wow, what a fine establishment that you have here! You have very good services here!” Abel said admirably. True. A lot of times, even the shops on Earth wouldn’t be so friendly towards its customers. After ordering a cup of juice, Abel waited for Loraine as she finished picking up her clothes. Suddenly, the door of the store was slammed open. A team of guards, led by one elite knight, came barging inside. Seeing that there wasn’t anyone important here, the elite knight shouted rudely, “Mrs. Daisy will be here soon! Please, everyone, leave this place while she shops here!” “Who does he think he is?” a young man in suit whimpered. Hard to blame him, to be fair. That “please” didn’t sound very polite at all. Another man replied, “It’s Mrs. Daisy. She’s the mistress of the eldest prince. Let’s just leave. There’s nothing we can do.” “Dear Spirit! Have these people no shame at all?” the man complained, yet proceeded to bring his partner out. Abel shook his head at the sight of this. What an unfair society this was. How could the mistress of the eldest prince be so senseless in the middle of the City? Even nobles were shouted at like peasants. “Do you like these ones, Abel?” Loraine came with the stewardess. “They’re good as long as you like them. Let’s pack them all up, Loraine. We’ll leave the shop now.” Abel didn’t want to bring any trouble here. No one knew who he was here. He wasn’t exactly losing face here, so he might as well not take the spotlight this time. “Thank you, Abel!” Loraine handed the clothes to the stewardess.

Chapter 120 - Free “Sparring” Partner Chapter 120 Free “Sparring” Partner “Why aren’t you leaving?” the elite knight came to Abel with four guards behind him. “Abel, what’s wrong?” Loraine saw five fierce men with weapons yelling at Abel. She started panicking, and the memories of her previous arrest came back to her like a nightmare. As he looked at the pale, sickly look on Lorraine’s face, Abel started feeling sorry for her. He wrapped his arms around her and said to the stewardess, “Help me pack my clothes.” “Which house are you from?” the elite knight growled as Abel has just ignored him, “How dare you bring your slave out and get in Madam Daisy’s way?” As the elite knight said that, he called two guards forward to throw Abel and Lorraine out. As the men came to drag them out, the stewardess stood aside as she was too afraid to do anything With each of his hands grabbing onto one of the guards, Abel tensed up his arms and quickly slammed their bodies together. He did hold back a little while he was doing this, but what these men were doing was pissing him off. Loraine was just a little girl, and she was very intimidated by what they were doing. The two guards’ bodies became paralyzed as soon as they collided against each other. While they were not knocked unconscious, they had to sit on the ground because of how weak they got after that hit. “This is a capital offense, young man! You’ve just assault Madam Daisy’s bodyguards!” the elite knight released his combat qi. “I am a nobleman, mind you! Do you want to die? Why would you use your combat qi at me?” Abel said and suddenly leaped towards the elite knight, who was too slow to react to him. This elite knight was originally a wandering knight. While he was quite talented, he managed to become an intermediate knight with nothing but hard work and sheer willpower. He wasn’t able to go further than that, however. Since he had stopped making any improvements, he had no choice but to devote himself to serving Madam Daisy. Unlike “real” knights, most wandering knights did not receive a proper education. Thus, even with the talent he possessed, there was just no way for him to be accepted into upper-class society. The most he could do was to be the bodyguard of a woman who was not a Lord, which was exactly what he was doing. If he managed to do well under her, he would have more resources to continue on his training. So far, things have worked well for him. Since Madam Daisy was adored by the Royal Prince himself, her bodyguards, too, have increased their status. And with all the supply that he was getting, he had finally become an elite knight. As good as that was, however, he was also starting to become more arrogant in his demeanor. With a potential queen as his master, he was starting to look down on even regular noblemen. In his eyes, anyone who was not a royal was a commoner, which was why he was bold enough to chase those ordinary noblemen out of the shop. As white combat qi started flashing out, everything around the elite knight was starting to erode. It was the fancy clothes that were hung on the wall, and the wooden frame that kept them there. Because of destructive combat qi was, everything that it touched would be turned into dust. The elite knight sneered at the sight of Abel. To make up for his lack of weapons, he used his combat qi to generate a blade in one hand and a shield in another. As clever as this idea seemed, an intermediate knight like Abel could see many things that were wrong with this strategy. Indeed, a true, noble knight would never tolerate a fighting form like this. Unknown to this so-called “elite knight,” the fighting system of a noble knight was very, very stringent. Due to centuries after centuries of perfection, not a single thing could be changed to the techniques that were taught to its practitioners, who had to learn them from an extremely early stage of their lives. This man was not lucky enough to learn that. He was the second son and had lost the opportunity to hone the proper techniques fully. He did receive some proper training after he became an elite knight, but the habits he developed over the years were very hard for him to change. Like two fish that were swimming in a pool, Abel’s hands swiftly wiggled through the air and grabbed onto the elite knight’s arms. It wasn’t hard for him to do this because there were a lot of flaws in the elite knight’s form. The elite knight didn’t seem to mind, however. If anything, he thought that Abel was trying to commit suicide. As Abel grabbed onto him, he released his white combat qi and went for a killing blow. Abel didn’t care for the qi that was coming at him. Instead of going for a defense, he picked up the elite knight and threw him to the ground like a mountain dropping from the sky. The floor shattered, and the elite knight’s body came down along with his armor. Abel wasn’t stopping, however. As he continued to hit the man, the hole on the ground became larger and larger. The elite knight was clearly not in the right condition. That being said, he could clearly sense his combat qi being absorbed by someone else. Pretty soon, about half the combat gi he released was removed from his body. He wanted to say something about it, but all the bones and muscles in him were crashed into mushes, thus causing him to lose the ability to speak. Abel wasn’t stopping, though. Elites knights weren’t your average footsoldiers. If it wasn’t for the man’s carelessness, Abel’s would’ve never had the chance to trap him and steal his combat qi. It wasn’t hard for Abel to kill an elite knight to be fair. One spell was all it took, but to restrain an experienced elite knight, Abel had to make sure that he didn’t have a weapon with him. Because of arrogant this man was, Abel actually found a way to take him off guard. If anything, Abel was lucky today. He was facing against an untrained elite knight who did not receive proper training, had a bad temper, and possibly a lot of enemies. Fighting him could be very rewarding, and it wasn’t like the consequences of doing so were clearly outside the boundaries of what was socially acceptable (everyone liked seeing a scumbag having his ass kicked). Bang. Ten black armor warriors came rushing in for a rescue. To their surprise, their teen master, Abel, was wrestling a fully-armored knight covered in blood. It was like watching a man fighting a child, except the child was almost a third of the size of the man. Those ten black armor warriors did not speak as they were witnessing this. Instead of assisting Abel, they just went over and carried the two bodyguards out of the way. “Just what is going on here!” A 20-year-old lady walked in. She was wearing a fancy dress and had a fan in her hand. Behind her were two maids and four of her personal bodyguards. “It’s Lord Blight!” A guard yelled as he was preparing to fight Abel. But just before he was about to do so, the ten black armor warriors stopped him from moving any further. “How dare you!” the guard yelled at the ten black armor warriors, but was too afraid to actually make a move on them, “Do you actually know who the Elite Knight of Blight is?” Not one of the ten black armor warriors replied to that question. They were trained to be in suicide squads. In their minds, the only thing that mattered was to follow Abel’s command. Abel frowned as he sucked out all the combat qi from the elite knight. After all the time he’s spent on this man right here, he’s only ranked up from 11 to 12. While the qi pressure point in the middle of his right hand was completely filled, a qi cyclone started forming from the pressure point located at his left hand. About 80% of his combat qi had just been replenished. As disappointed as Abel was with the progress he was making, powerful combat qis were just harder to upgrade than regular combat qi. The combat qi Abel possessed had the color gold, which required much more energy to improve than most regular knights. The elite knight might’ve made a lot of progress in his training, but that was barely anything compared to the amount of potential Abel had. Actually, if Abel’s combat qi wasn’t so weird, he would’ve only had to focus on becoming a wizard.

Chapter 121 - Leaving Chapter 121 Leaving “Let go of Blight!” Mrs. Daisy said with a sharp, angry voice. Abel held the elite Knight’s neck within his hand. Then, he looked at Mrs. Daisin and said calmly, “He unleashed combat qi in front of a person of high status. This concrete fact is enough to send him to a death penalty.” After Abel finished his words, he applied force in his hand. The neck of the elite knight snapped to a side with a clear sound like the cracking of a jade. Abel threw the dead body of the elite knight to a said and turned towards Ken, who had just entered. Abel said, “Ken, consult with the shop in regards to their compensation. You can write the damaged floor and all the clothes under my name.” “You have the guts to kill Blight… who are you? Tell me your name?” Mrs. Daisin’s eyes were filled with hatred. She decided that after she found out about the identity of this youngster, she would report this to the eldest prince majesty, hoping he could help her revenge and make this youngster pay. Ken looked at Abel and saw him gently nodding. He stepped up and said, “My owner is the inheritance of the Harry Family in Harvest City, Duchy of Carmel. The head of Abel’s castle. Blacksmith Master. The Duchy’s baron Mr. Abel Harry !” Mrs. Daisy just had dinner with the eldest prince, Julien George majesty, yesterday. She knew that the reason why the eldest prince majesty had left early in the morning was to meet up with this baron Abel. Because of this meeting, the eldest prince majesty had commanded the information department to prepare all the information about this baron a few days in advance. This showed how serious the eldest prince saw this meeting, and this baron was definitely not someone this nameless mistress could afford to offend. “Sorry, Baron Abel, I had deeply embarrassed myself!” Mrs. Daisy had a change of face immediately. All the anger and vicious expression had completely disappeared. Now, her face was filled with a smile, as if she had just met Abel at a dance party. At that moment, Abel was feeling very good. An elite knight had unleashed combat qi on him, which allowed him to rank up his ability. Not only that but after he had just reaped the benefits from the noble arbitral tribunal through the eldest prince, he had beat up someone’s mistress for trivial things. Maybe he had gone too far. Abel had never hit a woman before. Abel then waved his hand and said, “In the face of the eldest prince majesty, I’ll let it pass. It’s just some trivial thing.” Seeing Ken was talking to the female shop assistant, Mrs. Daisy immediately went up and said: “Don’t worry about it, I’ll pay for all the damages.” Ken turned his head back to Abel. Abel said with a smile, “If that’s the case, we will go first!” After Abel had finished his words, he led Loraine out of the destroyed shop. Mrs. Daisy and the few guards stared at the dead body of the elite Knight of Blight, and they felt a cool chill running down their spine. If they had really offended a noble with such high status such as Abel, the outcome would be unimaginable. Luckily, he let it pass in the face of the eldest prince. However, this elite knight was a pity. As a person with an illegitimately conferred identity such as Mrs. Daisy, it was very hard for her to gain an elite knight. The elite Knight of Blight was personally cultivated by her since he was an intermediate Knight. Although he had countless battle experiences, he came across like a child’s toy in the hands of Abel. Joy filled Loraine’s face as she was walking home. Abel had fought off another elite knight because of her. No matter which species, it could always make a woman’s heart melt if a man fought for her. As Abel lead Loraine on to the carriage, he said to her with a smile, “Loraine, I will return to the magic tower tomorrow. You stay safe at home.” “Can’t you stay?” Loraine said gently. The excited expression on her face suddenly faded away. “Tomorrow is very important to me. Loraine, you need to behave!” Abel replied gently. “I will wait for you, brother Abel!” Loraine’s voice was so soft, Abel almost couldn’t hear it. Seeing Loraine’s mood return to normal again, Abel was relieved. All his family was in Harvest City, but since Loraine was by his side, he felt like it was just like home, and he could finally relax. In the second floor of Yveline magic tower, Abel stopped in front of the door of Novice Wizard Sam. He lightly knocked on the door. Novice Wizard Sam’s voice came from within, “Is it Abel? Come in!” Abel gently opened the door and walked in. Novice Wizard Sam put down a book and lifted his head to look at Abel. He asked with an odd tone, “Didn’t you say you need to go for three days, why did you come back after a day?” “Mr. Sam, I need to tell you something very important” Abel did not know how to tell Novice Wizard Sam all of a sudden. “Speak up, what is it?” Novice Wizard Sam asked, seeing the hesitated look on Abel’s face. “Mr. Sam, I saw wizard Morton yesterday, he gave me an identity card and invite me to go to his magic tower today.” Abel did not explain how the situation had taken place entirely. He only told Novice Wizard Sam about his conversation with Wizard Morton “My spirit, why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be at Morton magic tower now? Novice Wizard Sam asked in a hurry. “Uncle Sam, I want to know your opinion!” Abel had changed how he addressed Novice Wizard Sam. Since the two had gotten closer, their conversation had become more like an uncle talking with his nephew. “Abel, you know that my teacher Yveline is a rank 6 wizard. Even if you pass the examination and become one of his disciples after he comes back, you will only be a disciple under his name. You won’t have any rights to live in the magic tower for the long term.” Novice Wizard Sam let out a sigh and proceeded to say “you know what Abel? You are a genius, it is your luck to be picked by Mr. Morton. This is your chance, so why would I stop you?” Abel knew that Novice Wizard Sam was someone who was truly good to him. He said, “Uncle Sam, thank you for everything you have done for me.” Sam looked at Abel with eyes full of yearning and said “You can do now, you can truly spread your wings there. Wizard Morton has 5 disciples. His magic tower was the dream of every student of wizardry due to its vast opportunities. You know, Wizard Morton was an intermediate wizard of the 3 main wizards of the Duchy. Also, he is the only wizard that had cultivated an official wizard.” Novice Wizard Sam hesitated for a while and proceeded to say “if… I mean, if you have the chance, can you help me ask Wizard Morton why I couldn’t be an official wizard!” Abel looked at Novice Wizard Sam with a look of confusion. Novice Wizard Sam then continued to say “A few years ago I had reached the state of ranking up, but something was blocking my way in the final step. Wizard Morton is the most powerful wizard in the Duchy, he might know the reason why I could not rank up. I know this request is a little presumptuous, but if you have the chance, can you please help me ask!” “Uncle Sam, you don’t need to worry. I will definitely help you ask.” Abel did not think Wizard Morton was someone hard to talk to. His impression of Wizard Morton was that he was very serious when talking to strangers, but easy-going and humorous with his friends and family. It seemed like asking this question for Novice Wizard Sam wouldn’t have any trouble, it shouldn’t need the assistant of wine. “No matter what, don’t let my business affect you. No matter what.” Novice Wizard Sam said with a hint of worry. By that point, he had already regretted asking Abel to do this favor. He only blurted it out since he had been stuck at the last step of being a rank 5 novice wizard for a long time without result.” “I know Uncle Sam!” Abel could sense the extreme love and care Novice Wizard Sam had for him. Novice Wizard Sam then stuck out his hand to hold Abel and said: “Don’t stay here anymore, go now, don’t let Wizard Morton wait.” Abel stepped down for the first floor of Yveline magic tower, accompanied by Novice Wizard Sam to the front gate. Abel took out his identity card from his chest pocket with both of his hands. Novice Wizard Sam took the identity card and said with a smile, “You are on your own from now on. Remember, make friends with everyone in the magic tower and try not to offend anyone!” Hearing these long-winded words by Novice Wizard Sam, Abel felt a warm sensation in his heart. He then gave a deep bow to Novice Wizard Sam and said goodbye. Novice Wizard Sam opened the gate of Yveline magic tower as Abel walked out. “The magic tower had opened its gate, someone had walked out!” Shouted one of the students of wizardry outside, one by one they all quickly turned their heads towards the direction of the magic tower. “Mr. Abel, anything I can help you with?” Said fatty Finkle as he quickly rushed towards the side of Abel.

Chapter 122 - Morton’S Magic Tower Chapter 122: Morton’s Magic Tower “Finkle, I have already left Yvelines magic tower,” Abel said, looking at that nimble fatty. As soon as Abel spoke, the student of wizardries that were nearby changed their looks from friendly to a glimpse of despise. A few of them even stepped back, as if they were afraid that Abel was carried with a disease that would spread towards them. “My God, what happened to you?” Finkle asked Abel with a look of sympathy. “Nothing. I’ve told Novice Wizard Sam that I will be resigning.” Abel didn’t want to explain anything, but the behavior of the other student deeply touched him. “Finkle, he’s been kicked out of the tower. Be careful if you get too close to him you’ll make the people from the tower angry with you!” one of the novice wizards kindly said to Finkle. “If there’s anything I can help you with, be sure to find me,” Finkle spoke lightly and quickly hurried away. Abel glanced at Finkle, nodded, and followed the red stone path between the towers as he headed towards the magic tower of Morton, which was the tallest of the three. “What’s the matter with him? Why is he heading to Morton’s magic tower?” “Perhaps he was too shocked by being driven out of the Yvelines magic tower. Just watch how he will get kicked out by Wizard Morton’s magic tower!” “Could Abel have left Yvelines magic tower because Morton’s magic tower accepted him?” Finkle whispered. The faces of the other followers immediately changed, and one of them quickly shook their heads and said, “How could it be possible, how could it be that easy to be accepted to Morton’s magic tower when they are so strict?” “Indeed, I’ve never heard of any openings for wizard’s follower in any of the disciples of Morton’s magic tower.” “That’s true, in all these years, Morton’s magic tower hasn’t accepted anybody, so how could someone like him have a chance?” There was a great deal of talk, but none of the wizard followers thought that Abel would be taken as a disciple by the Morton wizards, or even mentioned the idea. As Abel was approaching towards Morton’s magic tower step by step closer, many students of wizardry were practicing in the exterior surroundings of the tower. With a glance from Abel, he quickly realized that these students of wizardry’s level were much higher than those in Yvelines magic tower, at least that’s what he thought since he had already identified as many as 10 levels 1 novice wizards. As there were only around 30 people in the crowd, the proportion was considered very large. It seemed like Morton’s magic tower was an attractive destination for those novice wizards who were confident on a path in becoming an official wizard. When the students around Morton’s magic tower saw Abel approaching, all of them were silent, as they continued their meditation. Only a few people took a glance at Abel. They all seemed to not care much about Abel’s arrival. However, when Abel stepped closer towards Morton’s magic tower door, all of them opened their eyes, with a sense of surprise, doubt, ridicule, satire, and so on with different looks at the same time, all directly focusing on Abel. Abel’s sensitive power will immediately felt the looks from the crowd, but he did not pause. Instead, he headed directly into the gates of Morton’s magic tower. He then took his identity card from his waist and pressed it against the door. When Abel took out his identity card, the eyes of people were shocked, puzzled, ridiculed, and ironic. They were speechless, and they were stunned in disbelief. It was the identity card of the magic tower of Morton–the crucial reason why these people waited so hard here every day, but it was now held in the hand of a young man who had never come here before. “Identification verified!” A mechanical sound reached into Abel’s ears as the gates of the tower opened. Abel was now walking into the most powerful tower in the Duchy of Carmel, whilst being watched by more than 30 people with their hearts filled with jealousy and shock. In a place not far from the door, there was a group of people who were watching, too, and they seemed to be regretting why they had not welcomed Abel with great hospitality. They should’ve tried to exchange friendship and got to know the young follower who was about to enter Morton’s tower as it would probably benefit them in the future. Entering the first floor of Morton’s magic tower, Abel discovered that the unoccupied areas of the magic tower were quite insufficient. Half of the areas were already occupied by a magic circle, with the other half was blocked by huge metal railings, except for a small reception area for the guests. The metal railings were full of various patterns, and Abel didn’t seem to know the purpose of those patterns too. The ground was made from gigantic black colored rocks, with a faint view of the regular lines drawn on the rock, Above his head, there were 12 gems shining in white light. These gems were connected by a string, forming a massive 6-star magic circle. This made the brightly lit floor even brighter Compared with Yveline’s magic tower, Morton’s magic tower was like a luxurious nobility whilst Yvelines magic tower was for ordinary civilians. To Abel, Yveline’s magic tower was more like an ordinary room with stairs with nothing particularly special. On the other hand, Morton’s magic tower had a sense of noble temperament, along with a bright environment that was in contradiction to the dark environment in Yveline’s magic tower. “Are you Abel? Mr. Morton is waiting for you!” Just as Abel was admiring Morton’s magic tower, a voice came from the staircase. Abel looked over and saw a young man in a grey robe looking towards him. The young man was literate and handsome too. “Yes, I am Abel. One moment please!” Abel bowed to the young man. “My name is Carlos. I am Mr. Morton’s fourth disciple,” Carlos smiled at Abel. “You are the fifth disciple, and I am fourth!” Just as Abel was about to walk up the stairs, a beautiful young lady about 1.8 meters tall, wearing the same grey robe, walked down. Her whole body was filled with youthful energy, and when she saw Abel, she said, “My name is Camille, I am the fourth disciple of Mr. Morton, Carlos is the fifth disciple. Don’t listen to him. He’s being silly.” With these words, Camille placed her fist in front of her eyes and made a threatening gesture towards Carlos. If a man had made this move, it might be able to threaten some people. However, if a woman with a bright temperament did it, it only came across as very cute and charming. “Camille, you have to be reasonable. I entered the tower first. You came behind me, so you are the fifth disciple.” Carlos said with a helpless expression on his delicate face. “I’m level 4, and you’re level 3. So why don’t we find a place to challenge and see who’s the fourth and which one is the fifth.” Camille kept her head up, revealing her slender neck. “What are you two doing? Why haven’t you called Abel up?” A heavy voice suddenly came from the first floor. Carlos and Camille looked at each other as they both stuck out their tongues. Camille then turned to Abel and said, “Follow me.” Carlos gave Abel a shrug and mouthed, behind Camille, “Unreasonable woman!” “What are you doing? Camille seemed to sense what Carlos was doing as she stopped abruptly to look back at Carlos. “Nothing. I’m helping you get Abel up there.” Carlos explained, reaching for Abel’s arm as if he were a prisoner. Abel kept his mouth shut and without a word, he was pulled upstairs by Carlos. “Why didn’t the teacher change the staircase into teleportation and send it up directly?” Camille walked in front, complaining. “If you give me the magic stone, the teacher would gladly change the stair.” Carlos countered. “When I get rich and become a wizard, I’ll put all my rooms in teleportation.” Camille ignored Carlos, mumbling as if he had a mountain of gold in front of him. “What magic stone? Is it a gem?” “Asked Abel, suddenly thinking. “Yes, it’s bigger and more delicate than a regular gem. It contains a lot of magic. That’s the magic stone.” Seeing that Abel was interested in these kinds of things, Camille then began explained, “There are a few types of these magic gems, there are red**magic gem, blue**magic gem, white**magic gem, yellow**magic gem. Obviously there are other kinds of these magic gems. But as each of these gems are extremely hard to acquire. This is why the wizards have control over the majority of the gem mines’ resources within the Holy Continent, in order to attain these magic gems. “Ordinary magic gems are still available to purchase in major cities, but the higher level magic gems that are used by the wizards are extremely rare to be seen selling in the markets amongst the ordinary civilians. “Just like this intermediate magic gem here.” As she said it, Camille took from her chest a beautiful large gem that was larger than a regular ruby, with innumerable cuts in the circle. The stone was red from the outside to the inside. Since taking out the gem, Camille has been looking at it with a fascinating look… It was a flawless ruby! Abel knew the grade of the gem at a glance. This was because he had synthesized it more than once, which made him very familiar with these kinds of gems.

Chapter 123 - Instigate Chapter 123: Instigate “How beautiful!” Even for men such as Carlos, looking at the intermediate red gem on Camille’s hand, his eyes began to glare in wonder. “Of course, this was my reward from Mr. Morton for my promotion to rank 4 as a novice wizard!” Camille said proudly, with a particular emphasis on the word rank 4 to mock Carlos. “I’ve had a feeling recently that my rank 3 novice wizard pattern is almost filled up to rank 4. You better watch out, I will catch up to you very shortly!” Carlos said, realizing Camille’s mockery. “Well, are there any magic gems that are even higher quality?” Abel asked softly, interrupting the conversation, wondering if there were any gems that exist in this world that would possess a perfect rank. “Of course, the best magic gem is known as the elite magic gem. However, even in the biggest gem mines, it is extremely difficult to find just a few pieces of them. For me, I have never seen these kinds of gems before in my life, and I’ve only heard rumors that some large organizations will have a small collection of them. These gems are the source of energy for a large scale magic circle. So, It’s is not easily attainable for ordinary wizards.” Camille replied, then paused and said, “It’s the eleventh floor. You can go now!” Abel looked up and saw that the staircase in front of him which was blocked by a large wooden door carved with strange animals and bird patterns, which he had never seen before. As he gently pushed the door open, and it was dark inside. When Abel took his first step into the door, he immediately felt a sense of weightlessness. After a brief period of weightlessness, Abel was teleported into a mysterious room. Was this some kind of teleporting array? Though Abel had just heard Camille talking about something related to teleportation, the feeling was not nearly as intense as being here physically. This feeling wasn’t as intense as when Abel was entering through the portal to Rouge’s Encampment, but it was the first time he had been teleported by a teleporting array. “Not bad, you stayed calm. This is the mentality a wizard needs.” Within a flash of a figure, Wizard Morton had appeared before Abel. Abel was no longer surprised by the way people appeared and disappeared out of nowhere, like Wizard Morton in this instance. To this date, he still couldn’t understand how people can appear out of thin air like this, but it seemed like the elites really liked to appear this way. “The honorable Mr. Morton, how are you!” Abel bowed. “Abel, will you be my disciple?” Wizard Morton asked, speaking directly without any greetings or ceremony. Abel had never expected the wizard to ask such a question as he had just met him, but Abel promptly reacted and said, “I will ask the honorable Mr. Morton!” “From now onwards, you won’t have to follow the rules of the noble etiquette within the tower. Wizards don’t have much time to be polite, you see. From now on, you’ll call me teacher,” said Morton, with a small grin on his face. “Yes, teacher!” Abel immediately responded. “You are my sixth disciple, and above you, there are three senior brothers and two senior sisters. Your first brother is a level 6 wizard and is the fourth wizard of the Duchy of Carmel. He is currently guarding the miracle city in the valley of Mount Budapest. As for your second brother and third sister. Here, Morton paused a little, sighed, and said, “They both followed me long ago, and now their life is coming to an end, so they have been closing their doors for years in search of a chance at survival chance!” Wizard Morton then looked at Abel and said, “You are still too young, and may make you not understand the importance of your life. When you become a level 1 novice wizard, your life expectancy was raised to 150, and every time you rank up, you gain 10 years of life. This may seem like it’s a long time, but if you don’t make the most out of every second, such a mighty long lifetime can be gone in a flash. “Thank you for the wise instruction!” Abel was no ordinary 13-year-old boy, and his desire for life was much stronger than anyone else’s. “The reason your two elder brothers and sisters ended up like this was that they underestimated the importance of training when they were young. As they got older, the difficulty of practicing increased too, causing them to stuck between level 5 and level 6 wizards. I wanted to provide them with potions to force their ability to increase to a rank 6 wizards, but they didn’t agree.” Wizard Morton looked at the doubt in Abel’s eyes and sighed, “The potions are the fastest way to force a wizard to increase their ability to the next rank, but after that, they will never be able to increase again. This is why they would rather die with their proudness than use the potion to increase their ability.” When Abel heard what Morton said, he couldn’t help but think of the three disciples of Yvelines magic tower. Those three were crazily trying to earn money so that they could buy these increasing rank potion. This may be their goal, as they thought reaching level 6 was already good enough for them. However, uncle Sam, the 4th disciple at Yvelines magic tower, had his goal higher, he wanted to use his own efforts in leveling up as a wizard. Thinking of uncle Sam, Abel asked, “Teacher, has Novice Wizard Sam has been stuck with level 5 novice wizard for so many years?” When he heard Abel ask this, Morton laughed. “For someone with your personality and your relationship with Novice Wizard Sam, I wondered when you would ask this question.” Abel smiled with a hint of shyness but kept looking at Morton as if he was waiting for an answer. “Alright, I’ll tell you about Novice Wizard Sam’s main problem.” Wizard Morton looked at Abel with great appreciation. Knowing that he could help his former teacher ask such a question presented Abel as a caring person. This was what you wanted your disciple to become if you ever had one. “Novice Wizard Sam is a hard to come by genius. To be honest, I’ve known wizard Yveline for many years, and I must admit, he is not a particularly good teacher. But despite that, under the guidance of Wizard Yveline, Novice Wizard Sam still reached the peak of a level 5 novice wizard through his own dedication. He was just one step away from being a rank 6 official wizard, which is something to be cherished.” Morton then shook his head slightly and added, “But his disadvantages are too obvious. He has learned only one spell, “Fireball,” and has not learned another. Every day, he worked extremely hard behind closed doors and rarely goes out and walk around.” Abel knew about this, the only spell Novice Wizard Sam practiced was “Fireball”, and it was the only spell Novice Wizard Sam had taught him. “I’ve heard that he almost lost his life in an adventure when he was young. He hasn’t left Bakong City since then. The Wizard Morton seemed to disapprove of this behavior on Sam’s part. Abel couldn’t help thinking of The Lord of Marshall’s rescue of Sam, and it was after that event, they became best friends. Was it because of that particular event that made Sam never want to venture out again? “He worked his way up through his genius to the peak of a rank 5 wizard. But without experience and the lack of flash of realization when it came to magic, his rank 5 novice wizard journey was incomplete, and this is why he is currently stuck.” Wizard Morton then looked towards Abel, and whispered, “To be honest, I actually wanted to find the opportunity to remind Sam about this matter. But since he was a disciple of Wizard Yvelines, I couldn’t directly tell him about these things. Now that you mentioned it, I am very glad I could finally answer it. I sincerely hope he can successfully increase his rank. If he does, we will have another official wizard within the Duchy of Carmel.” Afterward, Abel bowed to wizard Morton and said, “Teacher, the answer that you gave me today will be the gift that I will be giving to Sam. Thank you so much for your unselfish mentoring.” “Sam is still young. If he changes his way of thinking, then the Duchy of Carmel will have another formal wizard.” After finishing his last sentence, Wizard Morton changed the topic immediately and said, “When you’re a rank 1 wizard, you should learn every magic spells possible. It could save your life at some point in the future.” Abel nodded, as he agreed strongly to what WizardMorton has stated. Spells differed only in power, but they all had their special purposes and uses. “There are no useless spells, only useless wizards. In the three types of spells that exist, the fire spell is the most violent and explosive. Ice can slow down your opponent’s speed with decent attack damage. Electric spells are the fastest of all 3 in magic spells. Its speed makes it literally impossible for your enemies to defend, and it also has the ability to numb the enemies. The only disadvantage is that it has the lowest power output of the three spells.”

Chapter 124 - Attributes Chapter 124: Attributes Wizard Morton simply explained the different characteristics between the three magic spells and proceeded to say, “if a wizard wants to increase their abilities substantially, there is only one way–going to the valley of Mount Budapest to hunt a soul beast and absorb their crystal core. However, if you want to make it out alive from mount Budapest, your magical ability must be outstanding.” “Soul beast? Crystal core?” It was the first time Abel had heard these words. Wizard Morton then explained, “You will rarely see soul beasts in the human world since they have all been driven out. Now, the closest soul beast gathering point from the human world is the valley of Mount Budapest. That valley is a natural barrier between the humans and the orcs. Other than it’s the height of ten thousand meters, these soul beasts are also another important reason why the orcs can’t go through to the human world.” Wizard Morton flashed the pattern in his hand. A string of white lights levitated from his hand. Meanwhile, the same string white light flashed on a shelf nearby. Through these white lights, a red gem had disappeared from the shelf and reappeared on Wizard Morton’s hand. It was an irregular red crystal. However, it was not transparent. “This is a crystal core, it’s one of the most important resources for wizards,” said Wizard Morton as he handed the red crystal to Abel. Abel took the red crystal in his hand and closely examined it. This thing looked like solidified blood. Can I put this thing in my mouth? Wouldn’t it pierce the body? “Teacher, how do you absorb this thing?” Abel asked with confusion. “You can’t absorb this!” Said Wizard Morton laughing loudly. He then proceeded to say, “crystal cores can only be absorbed 2 hours after the soul beast has died. At that time, the crystal core was still in a soft plastic like state. If you wait longer than 2 hours, it will solidify like this, and you can no longer absorb it. However, these things are one of the main components for making rune signs, there are different ranks to it, and it can make rune signs with different abilities.” “If crystal cores are that important, there must be a lot of wizards in Mount Budapest.” Asked Abel curiously. “Mount Budapest is a very dangerous place, and these soul beasts are not easy to kill ether. The reason why they are called soul beast is that they are not only a lot more powerful than normal beasts, but they are also a lot smarter. If you go with a group, you might not see one single soul beast at all. Even if you are lucky enough to see one, they might be so powerful that even an entire group of wizards might not be able to take one down. This is only one reason why so few people go to Mount Budapest. Another is that there are a lot of orcs flying above Mount Budapest with their flying beasts. These orcs will often ambush on the human side of Mount Budapest, to kill off wizards. Therefore, other than wizards who are well trained in battles, normal wizards will not go there,” said Wizard Morton sounding very serious. It seemed like he had a very vivid impression of Mount Budapest. Wizard Morton then proceeded to say, “Not all soul beasts have a crystal soul. You might find one by only killing one low-rank soul beast, or never find one despite killing hundreds of high-rank soul beasts.” “Other than Mount Budapest, are there other places I can hunt these soul beasts?” Abel yearned these crystal cores that could to increase his abilities quickly. However, he was not ready to take such a risk, especially when he did not have all the powerful equipment with him. “Other than Mount Budapest, you will need to go over the Earth-Dividing Mountain range and enter the double moon forest. Earth-Dividing Mountain range is the dwarf’s territory. And double moon forest is the elves’ estate. The dwarfs are not too bad to deal with since most of them are quite nice to humans, but the elves hated humans. There are a lot of risks involved in you want to go to the double moon forest. The elves rule the forest. No opponent would win if they fought in the forest,” Wizard Morton continued “The elves will not let any human use any portal magic circle in the double moon forest, so you have to walk through the Earth-Dividing Mountain range. Even if you successfully made it to the double moon forest, the elves will not easily let you hunt soul beasts in their forest. That’s why so few people go there.” Wizard Morton looked at Abel with a warning and said, “You are still too young for this. You don’t have adequate defense techniques, so you can not go there. I don’t want my disciples to die outside.” Abel then gave out a look of extreme obedience and said, “Teacher, you don’t need to worry. I will listen to your arrangements.” However, in his heart, he wanted to get on White Cloud and fly over Mount Budapest to have a look. He was an intermediate knight with some wizard self-defense skills, so he should be able to make it back alive. “You have met your two students of wizardry brother and sister, right? Although they are a bit naughty, they are quite gifted. I hope you guys can be nice to each other. Well, that’s enough for today. Now I will examine your body’s attribute and estimate how gifted you are.” Said Wizard Morton as he took out a palm-sized square sign from his waist pouch. Abel’s eyes froze, no matter which way he looked, the pouch did not look like it could fit a palm-sized sign. It must be a portal bag, but he just wasn’t sure if it was as big as his. Wizard Morton saw Abel’s gaze fixed on his pouch, and he couldn’t help but laugh. He said, “you have good eyesight, this is a portal bag. When you become an official Wizard, you can also buy one from the Wizard Union. Every official wizard can only buy only one of these portal bags in their life. After Abel heard that every official Wizard could only buy one in their life, he began to ponder. He was already enjoying the benefit of an official Wizard. “Teacher, how big is it?” Asked Abel curiosity staring at Wizard Morton’s portal bag. “It can perfectly fit this table!” Wizard Morton said, pointing at a nearby table. Abel looked at the table. It was around 1 meter in length and width. So the bag should have a space of around 1 square meter. After he calculated, he realized what he had taken from the worgen was a real treasure. An intermediate wizard like Wizard Morton could only get one around 1 square meter, but the one he had was like the size of an entire room. How precious was that? Abel then asked again, “Other than the Wizard union, is there any other way to get a portal bag?” “Of course… Kill an official Wizard, and you will get an ownerless portal bag!” Said Wizard Morton in a low voice as he stared at Abel. Abel felt a chill running down his spine. He did not know how powerful an official wizard was, but he already got a taste of it through a mere “fireball” magic technique. Wizard Morton then said to Abel, “Official wizards have a lot of self-defense techniques, so it is not easy to kill one. You will know in the future.” “Ok, now come here. Put your hand on this attribute sign!” Wizard Morton said to Abel as place the attribute sign on the table. Abel stepped two steps forward and put his hand on the attribute sign. The sign began to flash in white light. Abel felt like someone was spying on him, but as the white light of the attribute sign faded away, and this feeling of someone spying on him and also vanished. “Ok, you can let go now!” Said Wizard Morton to Abel. Abel took his hand off the attribute sign, and there were some words had appeared on the sign. He leaned forward to have a look, and it showed some data related to him. Wizard Morton read the words out loud, ” Power: 12.21 Speed: 2.50 Constitution: 5.05 Will: 12.02 Mana: 10 ” Wizard Morton lifted up his head in shock and asked: ” What is your Knight’s rank?” Abel replied, “Rank 12 intermediate knight.” Wizard Morton was so shocked he almost jumped. “How old are you. How could you be an intermediate knight already?” Said Wizard Morton as he looked at Abel like he had found an extremely rare gem. Abel did not know how to reply. he only said softly, “Maybe it was because I’ve been doing Knight’s training since I was very young!” Sweat began to pour down from Wizard Morton when he heard these words. What knight did not start doing training since they were very young? And how old was Abel? If another knight had heard these words, they might as well hit themselves with a rod and die. Wizard Morton shook his head, “Impossible, even if you are an intermediate knight, your strength was still way too powerful.” The most powerful strength possessed by an intermediate knight was around 4, and Abel had three times that amount of strength. “Teacher, my strength is my gift. That’s why my strength is so powerful.” Said Abel with a lot of confidence.

Chapter 125 - Inject Chapter 125: Inject Wizard Morton saw that Abel’s constitution of 5.01. It was miles ahead of the constitution of normal intermediate knights. Normally people had the constitution of 1, and the target constitution of wizards was to maintain around the level of normal people. Abel’s constitution of 5.05 was outrageous, but when Wizard Morton compared it to Abel’s strength of 12.21 above, he understood. With a massive strength such as 12.21, you needed a good constitution to unleash such power and not get yourself hurt. When Abel was doing Wizard meditation in the future, this strong constitution could lower its impact on the body, which would be very beneficial for Abel to increase his abilities. Wizard Morton reminded Abel, “Although your constitution is very strong due to your Knight’s training, I’m afraid you can not do any Knight’s training in the future anymore. The Wizard’s mana is very damaging to the body, so your constitution will slowly get lower in the future. But you have to make sure, never let your constitution drop below number 1. If not, your constitution might not be strong enough to sustain your mana to work properly.” Of course, Abel will not let anyone know he had the golden combat qi in his body. He was not afraid of the damage mana could do to his body. He could perfectly do Knight’s and Wizard’s training simultaneously without a single problem. In fact, the damage mana caused to his body could quickly by repair by the golden combat qi, which made him even stronger. With a spirit of 12.02, how was this boy still a rank 1 novice wizard? A student of wizardry with a spirit of 2 would be considered gifted. That was double the amount of the spirit possessed by normal people. When a student of wizardry accumulated enough power to become a rank 1 novice wizard, their will would be raised to 3.5. An official Wizard would often base their disciples on this standard. However, this standard was very hard to achieve, that’s why wizards would still often pick a disciple despite their will being a little lower than the standard. Abel’s will had already reached 12.02. Wizard Morton was speechless towards Abel’s giftedness. The data made him felt like he was looking at the attribute of a head commander and official Wizard’s fusion. Finally, when Wizard Morton saw the magic ability 10, he let out a huge laugh. Finally, a number that was normal to other novice wizards who had just started Wizard’s training. Wizard Morton then proceeded to say “Abel, don’t do anything anytime soon. Dedicate all your time in meditation. Quickly elevate your magic ability to 120 points, you need to at least achieve a ratio of 1:10 between will and magic ability. You are currently like a giant dragon drinking from a teacup.” Abel seemed to be very interested in treasure like this that could tell a person’s attribute. He then asked softly “Is this attribute sign very precious?” “It’s not bad, but nothing too precious. Since you had just become my disciple, I must give you something for a welcome gift. Here, have this.” After Wizard Morton completes the sentence, he handed the attribute sign to Abel. Abel carefully took the attribute sign with his hand, and take a look at it left and right. He then gave it a little rub with his sleeve before putting it in his pocket. “Teacher, I have a young mount wolf at home, can I go home and stay with it tonight?” Asked Abel carefully. He wanted to go home to help Black Wind do the Mount Enhancement technique, and then go to Luka’s camp to go some training. A creature such as a mount wolf had a large appetite and high sex drive, which is very unsuitable to be kept in a place such as a magic tower. On top of that, it was basically impossible to do training for it in a magic tower. A young mount wolf needed a lot of time with its owner to strengthen their relationship, so Abel’s request was very reasonable. “You are still young, you must cherish your time. In regards to your request… I agree. But every month I will examine your training progress, if this had impacted your training, you need to stay in the magic tower every day for me.” Said Wizard Morton seriously. “Thank you, teacher!” Said Abel as he bowed to Wizard Morton. “You can go now, your room is in level 9 of the magic tower. Just remember, the most important thing for you is to increase your magical ability to an adequate ratio with your will until you can learn any new spells. Come find me when your magical ability had reached 120!” Wizard Morton waved goodbye to Abel, signaling he could leave. Abel felt like he had fainted for a while when he reached the staircase of the 10th floor. When he had woken up again, he saw Camille looking at him with a smile with Carlos standing by her side. “How did it go? Did the teacher accept you as a disciple? Camille opened her mouth and said. Carlos also looked at him with the same expression, waiting for his reply. “Yes, thanks to you two for waiting for me. The teacher has accepted me as a disciple. From now on you are my 5th senior brother and 4th senior sister,” Abel replied with excitement, he had now become the disciple of the most powerful wizard in Duchy of Carmel. His dream had come true. “It’s 4th senior brother and 5th senior sister,” as soon as Carlos said these words, he noticed the gaze of Camille. He stopped abruptly and did not speak again. “Junior brother, which floor do you live?” Camille turned to Abel and asked, as though as she had seen a fun toy to play with. “The teacher ordered me to live on the 9th floor,” Abel replied. Immediately, admiration began to emerge from the gaze of Camille and Carlos. Camille said loudly, “You are so lucky. The teacher actually ordered you to live on the 9th floor!” “Senior sister, is there a difference between the floors?” Asked Abel curiously. Camille then explained, “Of course, the 11th floor is where the teacher lives. It is where most of the mana is concentrated. Therefore, the closer you get to the 11th floor the more mana you will have access to. The 10th floor above you was the floor of senior brother William, but when he comes back, he will need to build his own magic tower. The 9th floor is the best one out of all the empty floors.” The 3 then walked down for a while “Ok we are on the 9th floor now.” Then Camille proceeded to say “You can start getting used to the environment. Your room has a 9th-floor access card, you can give it to your own wizard follower when you find one.” Camille and Carlos did not want to disturb Abel anymore, they said goodbye and went downstairs. Abel tapped his identity card on the front door of the 9th floor. The identity card flashed a white light and the door was opened. It was like his identity had unlocked the energy of this floor when he stepped into the door and entered the living room, the entire space began to light up. Abel examined everything slowly. Every patch of the ceiling was installed with a gem glowing in white light. These gems were connected by a strange pattern that allowed the magic tower to unleash the energy within these gems and light them up. These lights could all be controlled by the identity card on Abel’s waist. How convenient. Although this world did not have any technological advancements, it’s magical advancement was very well developed. These gems could go neck in neck with the light bulbs of his previous world. The lighting system in Yvelines magic tower was nothing compared to these gems in Morton magic tower. At least on the 2nd floor where Abel had lived still uses an oil lamp. This just shows how much more advanced Morton magic tower was.” Abel exclaimed as he examined the room, living room, laboratory, magic testing room and the bathroom in the personal lounge. Everything was perfect. There was a full set of crystal testing equipment in the laboratory. Of course, it was not as good as dark gold equipment such as the “Ankara golden bottle”–that was still the purest of the pure. From this, Abel could clearly see the wealthy and imposing manner of Wizard Morton. Morton magic tower had 11 floors, if every floor other than the 10th and 11th floor were equipped with one of these sets of crystal testing equipment, it didn’t seem like a small budget. It’s a pity that the main mission Abel had currently was to increase his magical ability to 120. He could not learn how to make potions or runes, so this equipment would just keep sitting here for now. The magic testing room was a room designed specifically for testing magic. It was a simple room, it was completely empty other than a black pattern surrounded target on the wall. Abel shot out a “fireball” spell to the black target with his hand. A string of red glow was left behind in mid-air as the “fireball” shot out. When it made contact with the target, a sound appeared from the target. “5 points fire damaged.” That voice was neither male or female. It was very neutral but still scared Abel quite a bit hearing a voice came out of nowhere in a sealed-up room. He swore. Why wouldn’t Camille or Carlos warn me about this first?

Chapter 126 - Teleportation Circle Chapter 126: Teleportation Circle Abel tapped with a finger from his right arm. Another “fireball” shot out on the target. The voice came out again. “5 points fire damage” The lowest damage of Abel’s “fireball” spell was 2, and the highest was 5. All of his patterns were taken from the ability tree in the Horadric Cube. Every time it would shoot out the most perfect “fireball” spell pattern. Seemed like this way could unleash the most amount of power from the “fireball” spell. Due to safety purposes, the magic tower did not allow people to go to Rogue encampment through the use of the scroll of Town Portal. To save time, Abel never left this magic testing room since then. He continued to test out the “fireball” spell until his magical power was depleted. Then, he would do some meditation to help him recover. Abel realized it took him around 20 minutes to help him recover the magical power through meditation, which was twice as long as when he was in Rogue encampment. Especially when his magical ability was still not too high. During lunchtime, Abel’s identity card rang. It seemed like someone wanted to talk to him. He picked put the identity card and moved with his spirit. Carlos’s voice came through his identity card, he said “Junior brother, come to the first floor. We’ll have lunch together.” “Ok senior brother, I’ll be down in a second” Abel replied and left the magic testing room. He had just shot out 4 “fireball” spell, his magical ability was completely depleted. At first, he wanted to do some meditation to recover before lunch. But since Carlos called, he tried to resist the slight headache caused by the depleting his magical ability and went down. When he reached the first floor of the magic tower. Camille and Carlos were already waiting for him in the visitor lounge. When Carlos saw Abel, he stood up and pulled out a chair from the Abel and said: “junior brother, sit here!” “This is a visitor lounge, can he have lunch here?” Abel realized the first floor of Morton magic tower was quite cramped. A large half of the space was taken up by a gigantic magic circle. “We always eat here. The teacher had turned half of the first floor into a teleportation circle. Although it raised our income, it sacrificed our liveable space.” Said Camille in a sorry tone. “But it’s not all too bad, at least we have a free chance to use the teleportation circle every month,” Carlos explained. “But we still need to pay for the cost of operation, that’s not cheap.” Said Camille as she gazed at Carlos. This sparked Abel’s interest, he asked, “This is a teleportation circle?” The one he saw in Rogue encampment was way smaller than this. This giant teleportation circle also seemed to be a lot more complicated than the simple one in Rogue encampment. Camille then proudly introduced “yes, this is the only teleportation circle in Duchy of Carmel, and the only one with a range of 5 thousand miles.” As she spoke, she seemed to forget all about her complaints earlier. As the few were deep into their conversation, suddenly a white light flashed on top of the teleportation circle. The white light slowly faded away, and a wizard wearing a white magic robe appeared in the center. When he saw 3 young novice wizard politely bowed to him, the wizard took out a card from the portal bag on his waist. Then, this white robe wizard made a slashing motion and disappeared from the teleportation circle again. Abel was stunned by what he had just seen, he was speechless, he did not understand a single thing in regards to what had just happened. He then turned to his 2 senior brother and sister with eyes of confusion. “Someone using our teleportation circle to switch to another teleportation circle,” Camille explained with a smile. She then followed “The teleportation circle we have is considered a small scale one, and it has a range of around a thousand miles. If you want to travel anywhere further, you might need to go through many different teleportation circles.” “I’m so jealous of that wizard, the cost of teleportation is enough to support my training for a long time.” Said Carlos looking at the white robe wizard who had just disappeared from the teleportation circle. “How much does it cost each time?” Abel asked. He saw clearly that the card the Wizard was holding was a magic gold card. “If you want to go through the teleportation circle, it will cost you 10 normal magical gems every time, which is around 10,000 gold coins.” Said Carlos with eyes looking like the shape of gold coins. Abel couldn’t help but remember the time where he sold a normal magical gem for 300 gold coins in Harvest City. That businessman had easily made 700 gold coins of him by just reselling it. That was so sad. Camille then proceeded to explain, “Normally, wizards will much rather receive gold coins than magic gems. However, the main energy source for this teleportation circle is magical gems.” Abel then asked suspiciously “Why don’t we put the teleportation circle outside of the magic tower, isn’t it due to safety, the magic tower won’t let any wizards who don’t belong to the magic tower come inside?” “The teleportation circle also needs to draw a lot of energy from the magic tower. Just installing the magical gem by itself won’t do anything. Due to safety, teacher had added a defense circle, separating the teleportation circle from the magic tower. On top of that, there is a rule that any wizards above the intermediate rank can’t use this teleportation circle. So of course, the magic tower is safe. Said Camille as she pointed towards those huge metal fences covered in patterns outside of the teleportation circle. “Of course, trying to make gold coins.” Said Carlos lightly. “Careful don’t let the teacher hear you. He will decrease your training resource” said Camille, pretending to be vicious. “I didn’t say anything, let’s eat,” said Carlos as he quickly changed the topic. At that moment, a boy and a girl wearing grey robes went up and put some cutlery and food on the table. Abel looked up and down at the 2 wizard followers. “These are our 2 wizard follower, Page, and Joey.” Carlos noticed Abel was examining the 2 Wizard followers, so he introduced them to each other. After the 2 wizard followers heard Carlos introduced them, they immediately bowed to Abel and said: “Mr. Abel, it’s our pleasure to serve you.” “You should also find a wizard follower to help you take care of normal day to day work” Camille suggested to Abel. Abel then explained, “maybe after a while, I still need to go back to my castle and rest every night, I only come to the magic tower in the morning.” “My spirit, how can the teacher say yes to a request like this?” Carlos soured suspiciously, the teacher won’t even let him go to Bakong City for a holiday. “Yeah, the teacher is too nice to you” Camille look up and down at Abel as though as she was searching for something. “Let’s eat!” Said Abel as he quickly picked up his fork and knife. After lunch, they all returned to their individual floors. Abel continued to practice the “fireball” spell until the sky got dark. Abel tapped his identity card on the front door of the magic tower. The front door opened and he walked out. Suddenly, an excited voice came out of nowhere “Mr. Abel, are you staying in Morton Magic tower?” Abel turned his head and look, it was that fatty a Finkle. He couldn’t help but laugh”Yes, I had already settled in Morton Magic tower.” “I am so jealous of you,” a flattering look occurred on Finkle’s face as he proceeded to say “if you need anything, please let me know.” Suddenly, Abel felt a tingle in his heart. Although he wasn’t planning to get a wizard follower currently, it might still be a good idea to help him take care of trivial tasks. Finkle might be a bit plumb, but he seemed to have a good heart. “Can you help me find a horse carriage? I want to go to Bakong City” asked Abel with a smile. “Of course Mr. Abel. I have a horse carriage right nearby.” Finkle’s eyes began to sparkle. As long as Abel requested him for help, they would have social communication. Finkle’s family thought this was where all friendship starts. Abel sat on the carriage and returned to the courtyard in Triumph boulevard. Finkle was very discreet. He did not request to be in the same carriage as Abel. He only told the carriage driver to drive carefully and went off. As soon as Abel stepped down the carriage. Steward Ken had already appeared in front of him. He bowed and said, “Master, you came back!” Abel then directly asked Ken. “Ken, from today onward, order a carriage to pick me up from Morton magic tower around this time every evening.” “Yes Master, congratulations on your acceptance in Morton magic tower.” Said Ken with a face full of smile. “Also, help me prepare 10 days’ worth of food tomorrow. I have some other use for it. Ok, let’s prepare for dinner!” Said Abel as he walked inside the courtyard. However, he did not explain the reason why he needed 10 days’ worth of food. “Yes Master” steward Ken bowed and walked off to prepare dinner. “Brother Abel, did you officially became a disciple of a wizard?” Asked Laura with a face full of excitement. “Yes, I am the disciple of intermediate wizard Morton. Abel replied positively. Hearing Abel’s response, a cheerful mood began to emerge from Laura’s face. She said, “Intermediate wizard, he must be very powerful.” As Abel heard these words, his heart began to tingle. Before he had made contact with any wizards, Abel did not have the slightest idea of how powerful they were. However, Laura seemed to know a lot about wizards.

Chapter 127 - Mount Wolf Trainer Chapter 127: Mount Wolf Trainer After having dinner with Loraine, Abel was preparing to go to the bedroom to help Black Wind with its mount enhancement technique. Steward Ken approached him. “Master, the trainer for Black Wind has been waiting for you. Would you like to see him now?” He asked, bowing towards Abel. “Bring him to the guest lounge, and I’ll see him there.” Abel turned and began walking towards the guest’s lounge. Abe had just sat down in the guest lounge drinking some juice when Ken came in with a big, burly man. “Master, this is trainer Marcy.” Ken introduced Abel then quickly stepped aside. “Mr. Marcy, thank you for coming by.” Abel stood up and bowed slightly. “Dear Baron Abel, I am at your service!” Said Marcy. “Ken said that you’re experienced in training mount wolves?” Abel asked curiously, looking at the eye-catching Wolf claw scar on Marcy’s face. “Yes, Baron Abel. I was taken into slavery by the orcs for more than ten years, and I have been involved in the training of several Mount wolves for the wolf riders in the Orc empire!” Marcy explained to Abel, making no secret of his past. Mount wolves were extremely rare in the human world, so when Abel heard about Marcy’s past experience, he was glad to know that there was a trainer with such experience in training mount wolves. “Ken, get Black Wind over here, and show Mr. Marcy!” Abel spoke towards Ken, then turned to Marcy with a smile and said, “My Black Wind has never been systematically trained because of his lack of experience. He’s a very playful nature. He loves to play around wildly too.” “Baron Abel, these mount wolves are very playful when they’re young. But with proper training, they can be battle-effective within three months.” Marcy said confidently. “Whooo!” like a black bolt of lightning, Black Wind rushed inside the guest lounge through the door. Within split seconds, he was already beside Abel, rubbing his head against his body. “Black Wind, sit down properly,” Abel ordered with a gentle tone. Black Wind then immediately sat on the ground obediently, but his head kept moving around restlessly. “How old is this mount wolf, Baron Abel?” Marcy asked Abel, looking hesitantly at Black Wind. “About three months,” Abel replied. “My god, your Black Wind is even stronger than mount wolves that were 6 months old. I couldn’t even tell his age for a moment, I’ve just never seen such strength at such age.” Marcy exclaimed When Abel heard this, he couldn’t help himself but asked calmly, “Since you’ve been in the Orc empire for many years. Have you heard about a technique known as “Mount enhancement”?” Marcy’s face seemed like he had remembered something, a moment later, he said firmly, “the honorable baron Abel, I have never heard of the “mount enhancement” technique. The Orc empire is very different from the human world. The more powerful the technique is, the more simple and direct its name would be. So according to my interpretations, your so called “Mount enhancement” would probably be a secret technique. Abel recalled the wolf raider where he killed and took Black Wind from. Although he had a “Mount enhancement” technique with him. His mount wolf was pretty much the same as any other mount wolf. But the use and reasons are still unknown, as the wolf rider died before he was able to use it. Back then, Simon attained the “mount enhancement” technique sign during one of his adventures. After the death of nearly all of his companions in the adventure, he was found an orc’s technique sign in an abandoned shrine that was filled with hidden dangers. However, the technique sign didn’t include any instructions which meant Simon wasn’t able to use it. Simon believed that orc’s technique sign must’ve been extremely precious since he had paid such a high price of losing most of his companions. So even if he didn’t know how to use it, he wanted to trade it for a large sum of wealth. But, his status was way too low. This meant if he traded with other orcs, he would’ve been ripped off or scammed. This was why he wanted to trade it away after he came back from the trial of death, as he would’ve had a much higher status to trade by then. Although Simon knew that orc skill cards were very valuable, because his family was small and none of them could become a Wolf rider, he had to carry the “Mount enhancement” skill card with him, which ultimately became Abel’s. Marcy knew by this time that the young Baron in front of him must’ve possessed a “Mount enhancement” technique sign which would make his mount wolf extremely powerful. As Abel had told him about this classified information, he couldn’t help but be shocked as he didn’t know what this young Baron would do with him afterward. “Mr. Marcy, I will let you take care of Black Wind. You can train it during the day, and I will come back every evening to perform Black Wind’s “mount enhancement”. Do you have any specific requirements for the payment for this job?” Abel did not hide anything from Marcy, because even if he hid it now, he would still find out about it after a few months of working with Black Wind, so might as well let him know now. Abel had been very secretive with keeping the orc technique sign in fear of the noble arbitral tribunal or people from the shrine temple in condemning him. But he was no longer the old Abel. He no longer had to fear these small things due to his high status as a Baron now. “Baron Abel, I would like to join the Abel family to become a trainer within your family.” Marcy made up his mind as a trainer in your family.” Marcy made up his mind after a moment of groaning. “You don’t need to do that, Mr. Marcy. Orc skills may be troublesome to others, but they are nothing to me, and you may rest assured that it would not cause any loss of dignity for you on the pretext of secrecy.” Abel smiled as he understood clearly what’s on Marcy’s mind. After hearing Abel talk about a volatile subject so calmly, Marcy was reassured by his choice. With a young Baron full of confidence, his family would continue to increase their strength within society. If he joined a family like this, he would’ve had his safety guaranteed for the rest of his life. All his life, he had worked extremely hard. With a few near misses in death, he was certain that he wanted a safer lifestyle. “Master Abel, I’m sure that I want to join the Abel family!” Marcy had changed the way he calls Abel as he said firmly. “All right, then you’ll be the professional trainer for the Abel family.” Abel nodded, then turned to steward Ken and said, “Ken, prepare 5000 gold coins for Marcy for his training fees for Black wind and also make arrangements for her family in terms of residency.” “Thank you, master! Marcy bowed. ‘Yes, master!” Ken bowed too. “All right, if there’s nothing else, you are all dismissed. I’m going to help Black Wind now. Abel said, waving his goodbyes to both Ken and Marcy. In noble’s etiquettes. There were different ways to address a person, although the differences were small, they were quite delicate. If the person you are addressing had a certain status you just address them with something that showed respect and distance. If someone was closer to you, you could address them less formally to reflect your closer relationship Abel was also very satisfied. Marcy’s experience would allow Black Wind to receive the same training that was in the Orc empire. Looking at the somewhat confused Black Wind on the side, it didn’t realize that its relaxation period is coming to an end and the training would start soon. Abel then softly padded Black Wind’s head and took it back to his bedroom for “mount enhancement”. At the end of the “mount enhancement”, Abel returned Black Wind to Ken, who had come to deliver 10 days of food for Abel. Ken now had to take Black Wind to Marcy. Starting from today, Black Wind was to live and train like any other mount wolves that were in the Orc empire. After Ken and Black wind were sent away, Abel put Ken’s food for the 10 days into a personal locker. If the food were left outside, the meat, cakes, milk and other food would’ve all went bad in a few days. Fortunately, there was now a personal locker, which has enough storage space for Abel to store 10 days worth of food. Abel then closed the doors and Windows, used his magic to open the scroll of Town Portal, and the wonderful rippling portal appeared. He then traveled through the portal as he had once again arrived in Rogue encampment. The rogue encampment was quiet as usual. Other than the sound of the water and the wind, was the same white tent that stood there. The only thing standing between the sky and the ground was Abel. Afterward, Abel took out his hourglass and laid it on the ground for the first day of his basic wizard meditation practice. It seemed that this environment was more conducive to meditation. At the very beginning, he had already entered the back of his mind, and the magic began to be drawn into the pattern of the rank 1 wizard.

Chapter 128 - Four Months Chapter 128: Four Months At the end of the daily meditation session, Abel took out the attribute sign and placed his hands on it. A flash of white light and a set of data appeared on the attribute card. Power: 12.21 Speed: 2.50 Constitution: 5.05 Will: 12.02 Mana: 10.1 When Abel finished meditating by himself, he felt like his power of will had increased a little, but such a small incremental growth would not show on the attribute card. It probably suggested that the growth was less than 0.01. He was ready to double down on his meditation training for the next few days and take a look at the data again. Every time he finished a meditation session, his mana would only increase by 0.1. If he wanted to increase his mana to 120, it would take him a long time, even in Rogue encampment. After meditation came “fireball” training. He wanted to empty his mana he had just gained and meditate to recover again. After a day of training, Abel opened his Horadric cube as his power will suddenly noticed a message on the fireball symbol on the skill tree. “fireball” Produces magical fire arrows Mana cost: 2.5 Current skill level: 0 Fire damage: 2-5 Experiences until next level up: 2876/5000 Abel’s experience with the “Fireball” spell had already reached half of the required experiences in terms of the next ability increase. Due to his successful training with the spell, he was also able to cast it within split seconds. If it was for an ordinary wizard, they had to use the power of will to draw the pattern every time, which would cost them much more time as well as draining the power of the will. But Abel’s mana was still too low. If he had 120 worth of mana, he would’ve been able to increase the number of fireballs he could strike out continuously. Since his low mana had affected severely for his mana regeneration, Abel observed that it would take up to 5 minutes to just recover a tiny bit of his mana. After a few days of meditation practices, Abel has confirmed that in Rogue encampment, he needed to undertake three meditation sessions. This was about three days’ worth of practice until he could increase his will by 0.01 points. The rogue encampment was already a place that was filled with strong magical power. It was even a few times stronger than the magic towers. For an ordinary wizard meditating the magic towers, they wouldn’t be able to increase their power of the will by 1 point even after many years of training. Wizards were known to possess terrifying spells and had a long life span. But now, Abel understood the response of “You win some, you lose some.” Although wizards had a much higher life expectancy than any ordinary people, they had to spend most of their life undertaking meditation practices in order to increase their magic strength. Abel’s everyday routine was the same as the days passed quickly. During the day time, Abel trained at the magic towers. At night, he would return to his mansion on Triumph Boulevard to help Black Wind with its’”Mount enhancement.” When he was finished, he would enter Rogue encampment for meditation practices as well as practicing his “Fireball” spell. Four months passed, Abel had just finished another ten days of meditation practice and his “Fireball” spell training in Rogue encampment. Now, Abel had made great progress in terms of both his body and the power of the will. Since time passes differently in Rogue encampment, every night when he entered Rogue encampment and came out the next day, Abel had actually completely ten whole days of training during that period of time. Therefore during this period of four months, Abel had actually been practicing for more than three years. Abel then took the attribute sign from the kong kong spirit portal bag and pressed his hand on it. With a flash of white light, a set of data emerged. Power: 15.12 Speed: 2.50 Constitution: 6.05 Will: 16.01 Mana: 160/160 Upon reaching 100 points of mana, Abel found that his mana regeneration had also reached 1 mana regained per minute, which seems to have reached the limit of the wizard’s mana regeneration. Whether it was 120 mana or 150 mana, or now 160 mana, the mana regeneration was fixed at 1 mana per minute. Abel now felt as if he was a human machine gun. The terrifying “fireball” spell had reached the point where it could continue to be shot out 10 times in a row. Finally, his spells had become destructive. At this moment, Abel imagined that if he was facing a group of Elite knights, as long as he was able to distance himself away from them, he would’ve been able to burn them all to death. No wonder wizards in this world held such a high status. This matchless magical power was such a terrible tool for the wizards to suppress weapons made from all other occupations. With the improvement of Abel’s mana, he also sped up his time of practicing the “fireball” spell. He raised to rank 1. A rank 1 to rank 2 “fireball” would require 5600 points of experience which took him 3 days worth of actual time. From rank 2 to a rank 3 “fireball” required 15360 experience points and it took him around 8 days. From a rank 3 to a rank 4 “fireball” required him 30150 experience points and took him more than half a month. From a rank 4 to a rank 5 “fireball” required 50120 experience points. From a rank 5 to a rank 6 “fireball” required 5480 experience points. From a rank 6 to a rank 7 “fireball” required 06410 experience points. Just like that, 4 months had passed. A rank 7 to rank 8 “fireball” required Abel 15309 0 experience points, and he had already completed a large half of it. Using the Horadric cube, Abel’s power of the will focused onto the fireball symbol on the skill tree, and a message appeared: Fireball Produces magical fire arrows Mana cost: 2.5 Current skill level: 7 Fire damage: 12-15 Experiences until next level up: 11314/143090 With Abel fully focused on his training, he realized he was able to cast his “Fireball” spell 1000 times per day. But he couldn’t exceed 1000 casts, as it would result in a headache and a whirl for him. Even more, meditation seemed to have no use, as there was some kind of restrictions that limited the number of spells to 1000 per day. This was nothing particularly bad for Abel. Other than him, no other wizard was able to cast 1000 spells per day anyways. As casting these spells required using mana, they also required the power of will to draw these picture patterns. Every cast required the concentration of the power of will and the human body had a limit. Only someone like Abel was able to achieve casting 1000 spells per day since he was able to cast directly from his skill tree. With Abel working as hard as a monk, he eventually increased to a rank 2 novice wizard. However, he was quite unsatisfied with the rate of increasing his rank. Even though in reality it was only four months, to him, it was already three years. It took three years for him to draw a rank 2 novice wizard pattern, and this was only the beginning of the wizard rank as he was still a novice wizard. He couldn’t imagine how long it would take for a formal wizard to increase rank. If he took 3 years to do this, wouldn’t they take at least 10 – 20 years just to get 1 rank up? Through the portal, Abel returned to his mansion room on Triumph boulevard. He then went to the washroom to clean away 10 days worth of dust, changed into his white robe, and walked out towards the courtyard. After four months, Abel had already reached has reached 1 meter 85 tall. But he almost did not grow at all at night. Every night day would go into Rogue encampment to train for 10 days. But when he came back out, due to the different speeds at which time moves in this world, his physical body would immediately return to how he was 10 days ago. If it was not because of this, Abel would already an adult by this point “Woo!! A howl came from far and near. Suddenly, Black wind, who was already taller than Abel rushed towards him. Black Wind’s force was so tremendous it had almost shaken Abel on to the ground. Immediately, Abel gave Black Wind’s big brain a gentle smack. This smack made Back Wind felt so comfortable that it closed its eyes with a pleasant look. This look made Abel laugh so hard he almost choked. In the period of four months’ time, Black wind had undergone a change that was like night and day. It’s height now exceeding 2 meters and his entire body was filled with black hair. It had distinctive exploding muscles on its’ body, alongside with a little change in terms of its’ personality. Other than being a little naughty when it was with Abel, it had a sense of dominating king in front of everyone else. “Master Abel! Marcy followed Black wind and bowed. “Marcy, how’s Black wind’s training?” Abel had been busy with wizard training recently and had little time to communicate with Marcy. Due to his intense training, his mana was now balanced with his will. The spell training was also smooth, so now had more free time to ask Marcy how Black Wind was doing “Black Wind has finished his initial training!” Marcy looked at Black wind with a special look on his face.” He continued, “Master Abel, with Black Wind’s attidute now, although he doesn’t live among the wolves, it is showing so many signs. I can tell that it is a King beast.”

Chapter 129 - Beginner Mount Black Wind Chapter 129: Beginner Mount Black Wind “King Orc?” It was the first time Abel had heard this term. He stared at Marcy with curiosity, waiting for his explanation. “King Orc is the ruler of a species. There can only be one king orc among a hundred thousand of orcs, and they naturally one rank higher than common species,” Marcy explained. “What rank is Black Wind now? Abel asked “From my experience, Black Wind had already exceeded the ultimate rank of the mount wolf species. It became a junior soul beast.” .As Marcy said the word “soul beast,” his eyes lit up with passion. He continued, “Mount wolves are the highest quality attacking beast among all the normal orcs. Maybe it was because of this, I never heard of a single orc species breaking through and became a king orc, not even if they grow up naturally like Black Wind.” Abel was sure at that point that the ordinary sounding “mount enhancement” technique must be some extremely precious mysterious technique. Both Black Wind and White Cloud had formed a soul chain with Abel, and despite Marcy’s experience, he had never heard of an orc that could create a soul chain and bond with another species.” Especially for White Cloud, since Abel has been using the “mount enhancement” technique on it, Abel no longer needed to use the orc’s sky sparrow control card 36 to control White Cloud. He only needed to use their soul chain to connect with each other. Now, since Black Wind had become a king orc, could White Cloud become a king orc as well? Up to this point, Abel’s heart was burning with passion. But when he thought of the gigantic body of White Cloud and looked down at his hands, the burning passion quickly turned into a patch of smoke. If Abel wanted to massage White Cloud with the “mount enhancement” technique, he would at least need to be 5 meters tall. It was a pity, the “mount enhancement” technique was a technique that required the unleashing of the power of the will. If Abel did not possess the rank of a head commander in this world, he could not pass on this “mount enhancement” technique to another person. This was one of the unique ways the orc technique sign kept its secrets. “Master Abel, you can now ride Black Wind!” Marcy softly reminded Abel. “Yeah!” Abel had always treated Black Wind as a pet; he almost forgot Black Wind had already become a mount. Marshall lightly called, “Black Wind, get ready!” Originally Black Wind was joyfully dancing around Abel, but as soon as it heard this call, it immediately lay down. Its eyes stared at Abel with yearning, requesting him to start riding.” “Master Abel, Black Wind will not let anyone rid him other than you. Therefore, the last part of the training was making you two a perfect fit for each other.” Said Marcy as he helped Black Wind to put of a saddle designed specifically for mount wolves. Abel was very familiar with these kinds of saddles, he had assassinated countless wolf riders, and he often kept their mount wolf saddles as spoils of war in his castle. Seeing that Abel was paying attention to the saddle, Marcy explained, “this saddle was specifically designed for the body of Black Wind. Black Wind was a lot stronger than normal mount wolves, and all the ready-made ones on the market will not fit it, so Mr. Steward had invited a Master specialized in making saddles into the courtyard to help make one for Black Wind.” “No need for the rein!” Said Abel as he saw Marcy was amount to put a rein on Black Wind. “Master Abel, you can you control it without a rein?” Asked Marcy with confusion. Abel didn’t reply, and he only smiled mysteriously. He already had the soul chain to connect with Black Wind. If he could fly White Cloud perfectly without a rein, Black Wind should be even easier. As long as they were a good fit, their fighting power could easily exceed using a rein. “Whooo…!” Black Wind began to wiggle its body, desperately looking at Abel, hoping he could get on top of it soon. “Coming!” Said Abel as he quickly jumped on top of Black Wind. With a move of heart, Black Wind jumped up from the floor. Black Wind felt the presence of its owner on top of it. It was happy since Abel was the only being in this world who was able to connect with it. Abel was the most important thing for Black Wind. Ever since Black Wind was born, it stayed with its Abel. Although it used to be naughty, after a few months of training, it understood its purpose in life. “Go!” Abel said softly. Black Wind’s limbs began to generate energy along with its massive body. It tensed up all its muscles, and soon Black Wind had already rushed outside like a knife slicing through the wind. Alongside the main road of the courtyard, Black Wind arrived at the front gate like a strike of lightning. Suddenly, Abel heard Loraine’s voice from behind, “Big brother Abel, I want to ride too!” “Back!” Abel lightly padded on Black Wind’s neck. Marcy was stunned as Black Wind did a quick 360-degree turn. It did not even slow down the slightest bit, and it was already back by the side of Loraine. An extremely speedy turn like this had made the life long mount wolf trainer Marcy question if Black Wind was even a mount wolf. This ability had exceeded all mount wolves by a long shot. He never even knew turning without decreasing speed could even be done. As Black Wind ran back to Loraine, Abel reached out his hand and held Loraine by the waist. With a slight jerk, Loraine was already on the back of Black Wind. Black Wind then speeded towards the front gate again. But this time, it directly jumped over the 5 meters tall front gate and continued to speed on to Triumph boulevard. “Black Wind, faster!” Said Loraine as she held onto the neck of Black Wind and laughed. She didn’t seem to mind the speed at which Black Wind was going. Hearing the support of Loraine, Black Wind increased its speed again. Abel felt like he was on his friend’s sports car from his past life. The houses and trees of each side fell behind him at extreme speed, and from time to time, he would hear the people on the sidewalk cheering. A black shadow speeded along the normally calm and quiet Triumph boulevard. Suddenly, a luxury horse carriage was about to come out of an intersection. Seeing they were about to crash, some people closed their eyes, and some automatically let out a scream. But in a second, the black shadow did a majestic leap, creating a marvelous curve line in mid-air above the horse carriage. The two warhorses carrying the luxurious carriage was deeply shocked by what they had just witnessed. They felt like their souls had been shaken by a godly power; the 2 war horses couldn’t help but poop themselves. A horrific smell came from the front of the carriage. “Who was that?” Asked a middle-aged man wearing a luxurious suit. He viciously stared at Abel, disappearing into the distance. “Master, that’s Baron Abel !” The carriage driver was not an ordinary person. He was an intermediate warrior, so his eyesight was quite good. The middle-aged men with a luxurious suit began to speak again. “Let’s go back!” His voice was sounding helpless, as though as the vicious stare he just had was just a mistake. “There’s someone on top of it, and it’s a mount!” Said someone on the sidewalk, realizing there was someone riding the black shadow. “It’s a black mount wolf, my god. Someone is actually riding a mount wolf!” Since Triumph boulevard was were all the most powerful nobles lived, most of them had seen a lot in their lives, so someone had also recognized the black shadow. At the end of Triumph boulevard, a group of soldiers was on guard. Suddenly, one of them shouted, “What is that?” A few soldiers saw a black shadow speeding towards them on Triumph boulevard. The first thing that came to their minds was to block it. However, the moment they were about to step forward, their leader had stopped them. Their leader had served in the miracle city and gained outstanding military service, and he said in a low voice, “Do you want to die? That’s mount wolf, when have you ever seen a knight owning a mount wolf in Bakong City?” They exited Triumph boulevard and continued to speed on to Tian Jin avenue. The roads were becoming more and more crowded, Abel moved in his heart again, and Black Wind slowed to a walking speed. “Big brother Abel, Black Wind is very fast, even faster than a unicorn!” Said Loraine joyfully. Once again, Loraine had mentioned something that Abel did not know about. He had only seen a unicorn on the coat of arms of the Lord of Marshall. He never knew they were real animals. If Loraine had ridden a unicorn, how high was her status actually? This question has emerged in the mind of Abel again, but Abel didn’t want to pressure Loraine. He wanted to just go with the flow, and if Loraine wanted to say it, she would have done so already. There were a lot of people in Tian Jin avenue, and they all looked at Black Wind with a puzzled expression. Many of them were also curiously looking up and down at Black Wind and Abel and Loraine on its back. A Knight saw Black Wind, and his face looked oddly surprised. There was not a single person that had heard of a Knight owning a mount wolf in the entire Duchy of Carmel. After the Knight’s oddly surprised look had faded away, jealousy flashed in his eyes. In this world, a good mount was like a luxurious sports car. A mount wolf was the best mount anyone could find in the holy continent.

Chapter 130 - The Gate Of The City Chapter 130: The Gate of the City Of course, not everyone’s gaze was nice. A mount wolf was the signature mount of a wolf rider. Many people were afraid of it, especially those who had family members who died at the hands of a wolf rider. However, no one was dared come out and block Abel’s way. Everyone knew, a Knight who could possess a mount like this, carelessly riding it out on bright daylight, must have an unimaginable status. Black Wind was only jogging, but it was still fast. The natural scent of these mount wolves could often make ordinary horses faint. War horses were often a lot stronger, but since Black Wind had reached the rank of a soul beast, they would still get very nervous when the smelled the scent of Black Wind–even if Black Wind was not targeting them. During this entire ride, Loraine was sitting in front of Abel. She was laughing with pure joy. Abel noticed many frightened war horses along the way. At that moment, Abel jerked with his heart saying, “Black Wind, hold back your beast’s impose.” It was a lot easier for Black Wind to understand these commands through its soul connection with Abel, than spoken words. Immediately, he began to hold back his vicious beast’s impose. After a while, the threatening scent of Black Wind disappeared. Other than its powerful appearance, Black Wind came across as just like another ordinary harmless mount. “Big brother Abel, can we go outside the city and take a look?” Loraine still didn’t have enough fun, so she stared at Abel with her big eyes, begging for him to take her further. “Ok. But not too long, I still need to go back to the magic tower today.” Abel replied he was basically defenseless to Loraine’s requests. “Thank you, big brother, Abel.” Loraine said excitedly, patting the neck of Black Wind. Then she said, “Black Wind, let’s go fast. We’ll go to play outside the city.” Normally Black Wind was locked up in the courtyard in a Triumph boulevard. Although it was not a small courtyard, it was still nothing compared to being outside. When it heard that it could go outside the city, it immediately began to speed up. It was faster than a normal war horse running at full speed. “Stop!” They had arrived at the South Gate if Bakong City. A beginner Knight walked up with his war horse. The beginner Knight was a handsome young guy wearing a shiny white armor, reflecting his family’s wealth. Abel was stunned a little. He passed through the South Gate every day along his way to the magic tower, and no one had ever stopped him. Why there was someone stopping him today all of a sudden, he reached out his hand and lightly tapped on the neck of Black Wind, signaling it to stop. Black Wind let out a dissatisfied sound and came to a halt. “Who are you? Where do you get that mount wolf?” Asked the young knight with a grounded voice, viciously staring at Abel. Then, a sudden surprised look emerged when he gazed at Loraine. “Since when did the Royal defense force began examining the personal assets of the nobles?” Abel said after seeing that he was looking at Loraine. He was a little irritated, so he decided to bite back. The young knight stared at Abel with a pair of cold eyes and closely looked up and down at him. Understanding different etiquettes and outfits were a crucial skill in Bakong City in the Duchy of Carmel. This was because, through these things, a person could understand the status of the person they were facing. Then, they could decide if they could offend this person, or if offending them was worth it. Abel was suddenly carried out of the city all of a sudden on black wind with the demand of Loraine. He was still wearing an ordinary white robe. This also had to do with the fact that he had to enter and exit the magic tower constantly. The body of wizards tended to be weaker, so they would often wear a robe. Abel didn’t want to be a sore thumb out, so he usually would also wear a robe. Due to the influence of his previous world, Abel also really liked pure cotton things as they feel comfortable on the body. However, pure cotton clothing was considered as cheap in this world, and normally nobles would not wear it. The young knight gave a cold smirk. The knight thought that the young man in front of him had clearly undergone some noble etiquette training, but his outfit was way too normal. But the young knight was doubtful. Owning an elf and a mount wolf was not someone an ordinary noble could attain. “Big brother Abel, let’s go,” said Loraine, sounding a bit irritated. She only had one day to play with big brother Abel and most of the time had already been taken up by this Knight in front of her. “If you have nothing important to say, please step away.” Said Abel with a slightly angered tone, stopping him for no reason and didn’t even say a word. As a person who had deep knowledge in the noble’s etiquette, the young knight knew that no big nobles would let an elf call themselves brother or sister, it was something very embarrassing. Therefore, after he heard the elf called Abel as a “Big Brother”, he made a decision. He would arrest this young man under the law of smuggling orcs. There was no way a big noble could own a mount wolf like this. There had to be a problem. “I will arrest you under the name of the Royal defence force, can you please go back with me to answer a few questions about where did you get this mount wolf!” The Knight said to Abel who was trying to comfort Loraine. He then took out a medal, showing that he was a small captain of the Royal defense force. “Arrest me?” Abel couldn’t believe what he had heard. Then took out a card on his waist and said to the Knight “Do you really want to arrest me?” “Do you think a rubbish card like this could threaten me!” Without a doubt, the knight had already struck the card on Abel’s hand on to the ground. Abel was shocked, how could a brainless young knight like this even exist, striking the identity card of Morton magic tower on the ground without even thinking. At first, Abel was only a little bit irritated by a young knight was blocking his way. He understands that even car drivers in his past world were often stopped to check their driver’s license. However, everything changed when he presented his identity card. This little gesture had become an insult to Wizard Morton. Abel was furious that someone had insulted the identity card of his teacher. He unleashed his impose pressure. Although normally an intermediate Knight could not unleash any impose pressure, due to Abel’s strength, it directly unleashed the natural impose of his body. When Black Wind felt the impose of Abel, it also unleashed his beast impose as well. Previously on Triumph boulevard, two horses had been so frightened by Black Wind’s indirect impose that they pooped themselves. Now, Black Wind was directly unleashing its beast impose on to the young Knight’s war horse. The war horse let out a faint sound of “wooo”, and soon it was lying motionless on the ground. The young knight on top of the war horse was shocked, but after years of Knight’s training, a Knight’s basic move was instinctive to him. As his war horse was falling, he did a backflip and landed on the ground putting on his defense pose. He stared at Abel with a threatening look as a white string of combat qi shot out from his body. “Baron Abel, have mercy!” A voice came from the top of the city wall as a shadow of a man jumped down. It was the commander that Abel had fought a few days ago. Since this commander was now the man of the eldest prince, he was promoted to become vice-captain of the Royal Defence force. He was just patrolling nearby and saw someone using combat qi, only to discover that one of his men was about to fight Abel. “We meet again!” Said Abel, staring at the commander with cold eyes. “The honorable baron Abel, the vice-captain of the Royal defense force, Lowell, is glad to see you!” Commander Lowell said as he bowed or Abel. At first, commander Lowell did not want to get involved. He was frightened by the power of this young intermediate knight Abel and his connection with head commander Hopkins. However, as the vice-captain of the Royal defense force, if he saw this situation and didn’t go save his man, his status in the Royal defense force would be impacted. “You really want to help him?” Asked Abel, his voice was sounding extremely cold. This matter was not only about himself but also the name of Wizard Morton. “Did you think that you could black mail us by just knowing head commander Hopkins.” Said commander Lowell. He didn’t think of the fact that Abel did not care about his dignity. He was left with no choice but to do this, despite not knowing how things had started. “I will kill him today, who can stop me?” Abel’s eyes fixed on commander Lowell as he leashed even more impose from his body. He then gently lifted Loraine and put her behind his back. Abel had decided if commander Lowell really wanted to stop him. He could have a taste of his continuous “firebomb” spell attack, it seemed like a good time to test out the power of the rank 7 “firebomb” spell as well.

Chapter 131 - Fly With You Chapter 131: Fly With You The young knight said, “It was nothing. I saw that he had a mount wolf, so I stepped up and asked him a few questions. Then, he took out a card to play with me, so I hit it on to the ground.” His voice was beginning to sound very weak. He realized a person of Abel status might not take out a card to play with him after all. “What card?” Commander Lowell turned and look on the ground, and there was an ordinary-looking card with an engraving of a big tree on top of it. Commander Lowell’s face began to grow horribly pale. He then turned and deeply bowed to Abel. He said, “the honorable baron Abel. Do not worry. I will give you and your teacher an explanation. He and his family will pay for what he had done.” When commander Lowell realized could have offended a Wizard to save one of his men, cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He thought, you definitely deserved to die. The young knight was horrified by the words of commander Lowell. Hopelessness shadowed over him. This ordinary card must represent some with great power. Up to this point, he felt a giant hand grab him by the neck. With a clear snapping sound, the body of the young knight had already been thrown to the ground by commander Lowell. He died. Commander Lowell carefully picked up the card on the floor, gently wipe the dust off, and handed it back to Abel with a bow. He said, “The honorable baron Abel, please take back your identity card. Do not worry. His family will also pay for what he had done. If commander Lowell did not kill the young knight already, Abel would have done so himself. Abel said with a cold calming voice, “You better. If I am not satisfied, I will report this to my teacher and let him answer your questions.” “Do not worry. I will make sure you are satisfied!” Said commander Lowell with a shiver. If this had angered the wizard, not to mention that the young Knight’s family, even himself would be in big trouble. Abel reached out his hand, took his identity card, and strapped it back on his waist. He then lightly padded Black Wind on its neck, Black Wind immediately accelerate and disappeared into a small dot in the distance before the eyes of commander Lowell. Soon, even the small dot vanished from his sight. “Big brother Abel, don’t get angry,” said Loraine as she gently patted the back of Abel. “Loraine, I’m not angry,” said Abel as he turned and carried Loraine back to the front. He felt like he was hit with some kind of emotion. With his increase in power and status, he noticed he had become a completely different person compared to himself when he first came to this world. He was no longer the peaceful and conflict-less person he used to be. That part of him had completely disappeared. “But you just…?” Loraine asked curiously. “That knight had insulted the possession of my teacher. He deserved it. I just feel like I had lost myself a bit!” Said Abel with an awkward smile. “Big brother Abel, you lost yourself!” Loraine felt a little bit confused by the words of Abel. Abel no longer wanted to talk about what just happened, so he changed the topic and asked Loraine with a caring tone, “Loraine, are you getting used to living here?” “Yes, it reminds me of home.” When Loraine mentioned home, a sad expression began to emerge. “Don’t worry, I will definitely send you home,” Abel promised Loraine once again. “Big brother Abel, that’s impossible. My home is very far away. I sneaked out to play with a teleportation array but got captured by the capturing squad. Then the capturing squad carried me for a very long time and very far away. I don’t think I can never go back home.” As Loraine was speaking, tears endlessly rolled down from her eyes and shoulders continuously twitched. “Don’t worry Loraine, do you know big brother Abel has a very big secret?” Abel said as he gently hugged Loraine with his arms. “What secret?” Loraine still had the nature of a kid. When she heard Abel said secret, she immediately paid attention. “You’ll know in a moment,” said Abel as he signaled Black a Wind to Run faster with his heart, while simultaneously trying to use his soul chain to connect with White Cloud. Ever since Abel had settled in Bakong City, Abel had ordered White Cloud to look for food for itself in a mountain range a few hundred miles away. He had always been in contact with White Cloud through the soul chain, but they had never seen each other in a very long time. When Abel requested that they should meet up with the soul chain, he felt excitement and joy coming from the other side of the soul chain. Black Wind had been running for an hour, and they were around a hundred miles beyond Bakong City. Suddenly, a massive body landed in front of them from the sky. Black Wind alertly stared at White Cloud, and White Cloud stared back. A confused look then emerged from both of their faces. Both of them were connected by Abel’s soul chain, and they could both scent the presence of their owner of each other. “Black Wind, this is White Cloud.” Abel introduced as he gently padded on the neck of Black Wind.” He then turned to White Cloud and said, “This is Black Wind, you two can get to know each other a bit.” Black Wind made some “wooo wooo” sound, and White Cloud made some “ghoo ghoo” sounds as a way of saying hi to each other. “My god, big brother Abel, you have a sky sparrow.” Loraine had seemed a lot of things, she immediately recognized this creature in front of her. “Did you see it. This is my secret” said Abel as he jumped down from Black Wind and helped Loraine come down as well. “Big brother Abel, I will definitely keep this secret” as Loraine was speaking, she made a zipping motion with her hand in front of her lips, looking extremely serious. “Loraine, now you can stop worrying. No matter how far away your home is when I become an official wizard, I will use White Cloud to send you home” when Abel saw the adorable look on Loraine’s face, he couldn’t help but laugh. ” I will wait for you, big brother Abel,” Loraine said these words very softly as she began to look at White Cloud with an extremely curious expression. She no longer wanted to look at Abel as she turned her gaze towards White Cloud. “My beautiful elf, may I invite you on a flight?” Asked Abel as he gave a majestic bow to Loraine and reached out his hand. “Can I? Can I really?” Loraine immediately held grabbed Abel’s hand with excitement like she doesn’t care about anything else in the world. “Let’s go!” Abel jumped up on to the back of White Cloud, then he reached out his hand and pulled Loraine onto the back of White Cloud as well. “Ghoo ghoo ghoo!” White Cloud was very happy that it could meet its owner again. It reached its head back so it could be closer to Abel. Abel reached out his hand and gently brushed on the feathers on White Cloud’s neck. “Big brother Abel, can I pat it as well?” Said Loraine standing behind Abel with admiration. Abel moved to a side, allowing Loraine to go beside him and pad White Cloud. Loraine stuck out her hand and gently brushed on the feathers of White Cloud. It made White Cloud so happy that it laughed with sounds of “ghooo ghooo”. “Take a seat Loraine. Get ready.” Abel gave half of the seat on White Cloud’s neck to Loraine, and he then helped her secure the seatbelt, took out a wind goggle from his portal bag and help her put it on. Seeing that Abel was getting busy because of her, Loraine couldn’t help but let out a small giggle. “Black Wind, come up,” Abel shouted at Black Wind as he pointed towards a roofless leather carriage on the back of White Cloud. He then followed, “You can sit there.” Black Wind really liked White Cloud. When he heard the words of Abel, he immediately jumped on to the carriage on the back of White Cloud. Abel then stepped up and secured Black Wind with a seat belt as well. Black Wind was not used to seatbelts, and it continued to wiggle its body. It only quieted down a bit when Abel gently hit Black Wind on its big head. Abel then returned to the side of Loraine and put on his own seatbelt and wind goggles. He then shouted, ” White Cloud, Let’s fly!” The gigantic White Cloud lightly made the “ghoo ghoo” sound. It then stretched its wings and began to fly smoothly off the ground. Despite White Cloud’s gigantic body, it maintained its balance very well. It did not feel like it was very heavy at all. Abel was filled with admiration, and the experience was not all too different than flying a plane in his past life. According to Abel’s demands, White Cloud directly fly up to the highest part of the sky. This was a human’s world, and Abel would be in big trouble they were spotted. Although there were no other flying mounts in the Duchy of Carmel, wizards might have some unknown techniques to attack White Cloud. Therefore, Abel had always warned White Cloud to stay away from all magic towers. White Cloud was a type of bird, and its eyes were a lot stronger than humans. It could spot tiny details on the ground from the sky. Other than serving the command of Abel and hunting for its own food, it was a Sky Sparrow’s nature to fly high in the sky. Therefore, despite White Cloud had been living in the human world for a long time, he had never been spotted. This was the first time Loraine had looked down on to the ground from the sky. She was filled with joy as she pointed towards the trees, houses, mountains, and rivers on the ground. She couldn’t help but giggle and get Abel to look down with her. Seeing how happy Loraine was, Abel was 120 percent satisfied with his decision to take Loraine outside today. Therefore, he also laughed next to Loraine at the tiny landscape passing by.

Chapter 132 - Little Gift Chapter 132: Little Gift After looking at the landscape for a while, Abel remembered that he had made a telescope. He took it out from his portal bag said, “Here, use this,” as he handed the telescope to Loraine. Loraine curiously held the telescope on her hand, not knowing what to do with it. Abel let out a small laugh. Loraine suddenly put up an irritated look. She thought Abel was mocking her. After seeing this charming irritated look on Loraine, Abel could only laugh. He taught Loraine how to use a telescope correctly. The moment Loraine had witnessed the magic of a telescope, she had completely forgotten what had just happened and began to giggle again. It was October, and the temperature had turned cold after a while, especially when they were so high above in the sky. It was only after Loraine had settled down a little from her intense excitement. She realized the cold Wind blowing on her face was like a sharp knife. She automatically leaned against Abel. Abel had a strong body, and the cold could do nothing to him. When he saw the look on Loraine’s face, he realized the temperature must be very low in the sky. To a person without training such as Loraine, it must be torture. He began to regret his mistake. “Let’s go back!” Abel hugged Loraine tightly with his arms and said with a gentle voice. “Ah!” Loraine just made a sound. She did not want to speak as she hid in the arms of Abel. At that moment, her face began to turn red within hug of Abel. The temperature in her body began to rise as well, as though the surrounding coldness had completely disappeared. “White Cloud, let’s go back!” Said Abel as he lightly tapped on the neck of White Cloud. White Cloud did a 360 turn in mid-air and began to fly downward. Its descent was so fast, Loraine screamed. When White Cloud had landed, Abel help Loraine to take off her seatbelt and carried her to the ground, he then turned to Black Wind. At that moment Black Wind was silent. It seemed like the flying did not affect it at all. Abel was very satisfied. If he needed to go somewhere far in the future, he could bring Black Wind with him. Its behavior was light years ahead of the war horses. Abel remembered the first time he took his warhorse flying on the back of White Cloud, and it took them a long time until they could recover and walk again. The moment when Abel took off Black Wind’s seatbelt, it could not help but begin to rub the seat belt mark on his neck with the soft hair on its head. Abel dodged and lightly padded on that massive skull of Black Wind. He then said to black Wind through the soul chain, “Ok, I know. I won’t tide you up again, but you need to promise you can stay safe.” After black Wind heard the words of Abel, it lowered its head and made the woo woo sound. Meanwhile, he took out its claw and tightly hold on to the floor of the carriage, signaling to Abel that it had the full ability to stay safe. “Ok, understand,” said Abel with a laugh. Up to this point, Abel jumped on to the back of Black Wind and called, “let’s go down!” Black Wind jumped out of the carriage, his leg slightly tipped on the body of White Cloud, and directly landed next to Loraine. Abel once again picked up Loraine and place her at the front. He then turned his head back to White Cloud and said, ” White Cloud, You can go now. I’ll call you when I need you!” As White Cloud made that ghoo ghoo sound, Black Wind immediately backed off to avoid the hurricane of dust. A giant body lifted off the ground, and it’s head sentimentally gazed at Abel one last time and viciously flapped its wings. Soon, White Cloud had disappeared into the cloudy sky. “Black Wind, go full speed and bring us back!” Abel shouted, and Black Wind accelerated into full speed. Loraine sat in front of Abel suddenly found it a little hard to breathe, so she quickly turned to Abel and leaned against his chest comfortably. In this warm environment, on top of all the exhausting thing she had done today, Loraine had fallen asleep. Abel hugged Loraine with his arm in a somewhat loving and pity way. As Black Wind run faster and faster, the ride also became more stable. In the South Gate of Bakong City, the guards saw a familiar black shadow rushing towards them at lightning speed. They immediately stopped everything they were doing and bowed among the line of ordinary citizens waiting to enter the city. The two guards responsible for opening the noble pathway also bowed. In the eyes of many, the black shadow sped through the noble passage. After it was gone, the guards let out a breath of relief, and everything returned to normal. “Who was that? They were so arrogant,” Asked a noble angrily as he was blocked by a guard from entering the city. The guard coldly gazed at that noble, pointing at a spot nearby and said, “Just there, a Royal defense force captain had stopped the man on his way earlier, he was then personally killed commander on the spot. Do you really want to know who that man was?” “No worries, then!” The noble immediately got back on to his carriage and left. He no longer wanted to enter Bakong City. Seeing the noble going away in embarrassment, the guard smirked. All the other people waiting to enter the gate nearby were looking at the spot where the black shadow had disappeared in terrifying shock. “Master, welcome back!” When Abel had gotten back to his mansion, steward Ken was already waiting for him, and he stepped up and bowed. “Shhh!” Abel whispered as he pointed towards Loraine on his chest with his finger. Ken bowed again and opened the gate for Abel. Abel then carried Loraine off Black Wind and entered the mansion. Black Wind followed behind like a good boy. “Master, you’ve grown up!” Ken mumbled softly. Abel picked up Loraine and walked along the path in his courtyard. He realized many of his servants were looking at him in a somewhat surprising way. Some couldn’t help but laugh. Any servants would be shocked if they saw their noble master caring a young elf, especially when Abel was not just an ordinary noble. Abel gently lay Loraine on to her bed and said to a maid, “When Loraine wakes up, tell her I went to the magic tower.” “Yes, master.” Said the maid as she bowed Abel quickly walked out Loraine’s room, but little did he know, as soon as he walked out, Loraine had sneakily opened her eyes. When she saw the maid about to ask something, she immediately reached out to her hand to stop her. “Miss, you…?” When the maid was about to ask a question, she suddenly stopped as though she had realized something. She then gave a little smile to Loraine and did not ask the question again. Loraine’s face was still red as she tightly held the telescope that Abel had given her in her arms. She then whispered, “Now I have this, I can see brother Abel in the sky.” “Ken, I am very happy with Marcy’s good work. I want to tip him 2000 gold coins,” said Abel directly to Ken. “Yes, Master. Since you have free time, I will report to you about your income lately.” Said Ken with a bow. “Let’s see. How much did I make?” Abel’s physical property was an excuse for him to spend money. The more income streams he has, the less suspension he will raise with his unknown wealth. “Master, the two courtyards outside of Bakong City can give you 3000 gold coins every month.” Although Ken had remembered all of this information, he still took out an accounting record to show his professionalism as he spoke to Abel. “If the two courtyards can only generate that little amount of income, does it mean they are not good quality courtyard?” Abel asked he was not satisfied with the income. “Master, they are already the best courtyards around Bakong City. They are all extremely high in demand.” Ken explained. If it was a good quality courtyard, that’s all it mattered to Abel. The amount of income his property produced was like nothing compared to the six figures in his magic gold card. “The two shops in Tain Jin avenue can bring you 20,000 gold coins of profit every month.” Said Ken looking at his accounting records. “The Benson family are still the least stingy, their compensations are actually decent,” Abel exclaimed. Ken did not respond. Courtyard and shops were actually two totally different types of assets. You could not compare them only based on profit. To a noble without an estate, a courtyard would be many times more valuable than a shop. Courtyards were land, and they were the true reflection of wealth and status. “Also, the Cotter wine house. It is the most famous wine house for Cotter Wine. It can bring you 30,000 gold coins every month,” Ken proceeded to say. “The eldest prince, oh sorry, I mean the king majesty is such a nice guy.” Abel was very happy when he heard the profit the wine house had brought. The eldest prince, Julien George, had become the King of the Duchy of Carmel a few days ago. However, at the time Abel was madly doing his training, he did not accept the palace’s invitation. “Master, the current spending on this courtyard, including the food and salary for the servants are 10,000 every month. The details are here, please take a look,” said Ken as he flipped to a page in the accounting record and handed towards Abel. “My dear steward, I trust you very much. You can look at it yourself.” Said Abel waving his hand. “We can make a total profit of 52,000 gold coins every month. This is a huge amount of wealth, ” said Ken in excitement. “Huge amount of wealth” Abel couldn’t help but smiled as he said this. He was reminded of the white robe wizard on the teleportation circle the other day. Each time it cost 10,000 gold coins if a person wants to teleport, and it can often take multiple times until the person reaches their destination. That’s a truly huge amount of wealth. His current income was nothing.

Chapter 133 - Givings Chapter 133: Givings On the 9th floor of Morton’s magic tower, Abel was looking down at Bakong City under the mountain. He felt small. Then, the identity card on his waist began to vibrate lightly. Abel then took out the identity card and placed it on his hands. From the card came the voice of wizard Morton, “Abel, I need to see you right now!” “Yes, teacher! Abel then put away his identity card and headed towards the 11th floor. Ever since Abel had entered the magic tower, he had only been sought out by wizard Morton once, which was only the first day. For the four months afterward, wizard Morton seemed to be particularly busy. He traveled out quite frequently. He only returned yesterday, and he immediately requested Abel to see him the next day. Abel had teleported from the 10th floor to the living room on the 11th floor. Wizard Morton was reading a book in his hand as Abel bowed and said, “Teacher, I am coming over now! ” “You arrived!” Wizard Morton lifted his head and looked at Abel. Suddenly he asked in disbelief, “Are you already a level 2 novice wizard now?” “Yes, teacher, I meditate every day to improve my magical ability as you required. Before I knew it, I completed the rank one novice wizard pattern, and now I am doing the rank 2. Did I do something wrong?” Abel knew his meditation practice speed was unusually fast, but there was nothing he could do about it. His level was still too low. Meditating in Rogue encampment with its 20 times meditation speed was already much quicker than the rate of ordinary wizard practice. Wizard Morton paused for a moment and said, “It is said that some people are naturally superior in their abilities and in their constitution. They can learn everything much faster than others, but I am not expertise constitution, so I cannot tell what kind of constitution you have. What I can tell you is, your constitution does not match that of an ordinary human.” When Abel saw that Morton was helping him to find his reasons for why he was leveling up so quickly, he was glad that he was not suspecting anything of him. When he became a formal wizard, his strength would be so tremendous that no one could ever doubt him. “You’ve only been in the tower for four months, and you’ve already become a rank two novice wizard. Originally, I wanted to examine your practice progress, but that doesn’t seem to matter now.” Wizard Morton said with a smile on his face and added, “Even if you had the best talent and constitution, you could not have become a rank two novice wizard so quickly if it weren’t for your effort.” “Teacher, it was only because you are looking after me very well too.” Said Abel, bowing gratefully to wizard Morton. As Abel thought about how he was arranged to the best floor of the magic tower by Wizard Morton, he was moved. After entering the world of wizards, both Novice Wizard Sam or teacher Morton were all particularly concerned about him. Not only so, the two senior brothers and sisters in Morton magic towers were also very attentive to Abel upon his entry. “You are really good at compliments, aren’t you,” Wizard Morton said in a reproachful tone, and the smile on Morton’s face increased markedly. He went on to say, “I have been busy with some trifling things lately, and I had only finished yesterday. From today on, I will teach you the basic knowledge every morning. Here, take this book, if you can, memorize everything in it.” As Wizard Morton spoke, his right hand swiped in the air, and a spell pattern suddenly appeared. For a moment, a white light flashed on wizard Morton, and then it flashed on a book that was on the shelf not far from Wizard Morton. Shortly after, the book disappeared in the white light, and at the same time, Wizard Morton gained another book in his hands. Abel recognized that this was the spell that Wizard Morton had used to destroy his “Firebomb” in his courtyard in Triumph boulevard. “Here!” Wizard Morton then handed the book towards Abel, and said, “This book is a record of most of the things that are useful to wizards. I’ve put together a collection of books on these particular subjects, with my own ideas written on it too. It’s a good book for people like you who had just entered the world of wizards since it can instruct you and motivate you too.” Afterward, Abel took the book that was handed over by wizard Morton with both his hands. It was a heavy book with a thick orc skin on the cover to protect the soft lambskin parchment pages inside. The book was called Morton’s Observations Records, written by Wizard Morton. As Abel opened the book cover, there were contents of a variety of flowers, grass, insects, beasts, and also introduced a variety of magic gems, crystal core, minerals, and so on. The book covered everything that was useful or can come into effect for the wizards. “Thank you, teacher!” After a quick glimpse at the contents of the book, Abel knew the book was wizard Morton had taken meticulous care in writing this book. It would’ve taken so much effort and time to compile such a large volume of content, as well as dividing them into chapters. “Abel, next time, when you go on an adventure, you will no longer have a problem identifying a treasure, and regret not taking it.” Said Wizard Morton laughing loudly and followed, “Correct. You are my disciples. You also have givings in the Duchy of Carmel.” “Disciples also have givings?” Abel never knew the Duchy would pay him gold coins for studying at a magic tower. He couldn’t help but admire his status as a wizard. The Duchy was very strict on its citizen’s taxes. Other than the Duchy’s guards, he never heard of the Duchy giving gold coins back.” “Of course, but you will first need to apply for a magic gold card first, then I will be able to use your identity card to apply for the application. Afterward, all you need to do is go to the bank of the holy continent” Morton smiled at Abel. “Teacher, I actually already have a magic gold card.” Abel then took out his magic gold card from his arms and showed it to Wizard Morton. “You’re doing pretty well amongst ordinary people. You already possess a gold magic card.” Wizard Morton rarely cared about the lives of ordinary people, which was why he didn’t bother to investigate Abel’s previous identity. No matter how prestigious your titles were, it was nothing compared to a wizard. The only thing that was strange to Wizard Morton was Abel’s young age. How could he already pass the application for a magic gold card at this age? Abel felt a little embarrassed as he touched his head in embarrassment. He was unable to speak of his previous achievements in the presence of Morton. Abel might be underestimating his previous status. Maybe a baron title didn’t mean much for a wizard like Morton, but the identity of a master blacksmith was actually much more prestigious than what Abel thought it was. As it was from ancient times until now, a master blacksmith was still a very noble identity. If Morton knew Abel was a master blacksmith, he would surely look favorably on him. “When you are free, go to the bank of the holy continent and get your givings.” Laughed Morton, and added, “All of my disciples are offered 10,000 gold per month, and you’ve still haven’t gotten yours for four months already.” The bank of the holy continent was the Holy Continent’s chamber of commerce to the outside world. Although The Holy Continent chamber of commerce alliance did not belong to any country, people from different countries have held shares of the alliance, forming a wealth throughout the large financial institutions in the human world as all countries had joined up to supervise its’ operations, as well as unifying the gold standard in the human world. This ultimately created magic gold through the use of magic. “Yes, Teacher,” Abel said. He bent down and marveled at the nobility of the wizard’s identity, allowing a disciple to have 10,000 gold as consecration. “I’m going to tell you about the two spell systems today. One is the pattern system, and the other is the rune system.” said wizard Morton sternly. As soon as Abel heard that Morton was giving a formal lecture, he straightened up, concentrated, and began to listen to him. “Before the human conquered such a large amount of lands, the elite elves ruled the world. Both the orcs and humans were slaves to the elves until all the elite elves had vanished from this world. Although their descendants, the elves, had inherited some of their abilities, they were nowhere as powerful as the elite elves. Afterward, there were countless years of battles. At last, the world was divided into three territories. Humans, orcs, and elves.” The eyes of Wizard Morton began to sparkle. He must have been reminded of the suffering the humans had gone through during those battles.” “We humans were good at learning. We learned patterns from the elite elves. Patterns bring us a new class, and that is us.” Wizard Morton went on with a look of excitement. “Wizard!” “The elite elves did not create patterns for professionals purposes; most of it was for the sake of pleasure. The elite elves really knew how to enjoy life. They created the teleportation array to save the struggle of walking. Illumination array for lights at night. Protection array for protecting personal belongings. All and all, they all just to enjoy life, and they rarely had any patterns for battles.” Wizard Morton seemed to be extremely biased towards the elite elves, and his voice was full of sarcasm.

Chapter 134 - History Chapter 134: History After hearing what Morton said, Abel immediately thought of the teleportation circle and defensive that was on the first floor of the tower. These were all invented by the elite elves. “Teacher, if humans have inherited the high elves’ occupation, then what about the orcs?” Abel remembered that the orcs had fought with the humans before. If the humans had a share of the inheritance from the elite elves, then the orcs would’ve had similar kinds of inheritance too.” “The Orcs have also gotten a wizardry system, but what they got was the much more gruesome death wizardry inheritance. It evolved over the years, and due to their devotion to the orc gods, it gave rise to a cult and sacrifice.” Wizard Morton knew all about the orcs, and he added, “They said that sacrifices were able to communicate with the orc gods, and hear their commands.” Wizard Morton then continued with a shameless look on his face, “The age of the gods ended long ago. Even if the orc gods were still alive, they would most likely be hiding and living in some deep hidden place, on their last breaths. How could they even have the energy to accept the sacrifice? It’s all just an excuse for the priests to provide resources for the orcs in order to control them, which the orcs had found some sort of spiritual entrustment within it.” Abel was a little opposed to what wizard Morton had said. This was because he had used an orcs technique sign a few times before. These technique signs gave out an unparalleled impose pressure. Although only a small amount of impose pressure could be reflected through the technique sign, it was enough to shock Abel’s soul. As a person possessing a high power of the will, Abel had never felt another person with that amount of impose pressure, even Wizard Morton was nowhere close. Therefore, Abel was afraid, using the orc’s technique sign was actually the remaining way to connect with the power of the orc gods. Abel, of course, was going to keep this (His orc skill cards) as his little secret. His “Mount enhancement” was certainly not an ordinary orc skill, which was evident in the physical changes of Black Wind. Black Wind possessed Abel’s golden combat qi, no matter if it was a soul chain or an increase in body strength. Even Marcy, who served under the Orc empire with ten years worth of experience, had never heard of such skills. If the Orc kingdom had such skills, why didn’t they use this control sign earlier to control the orcs species? He didn’t know the answers, so the orc technique sign was Abel’s absolute secret. Although to Abel, the Woolf family’s “no. 11 long spear technique” was only used by Abel to hide his identity while attacking his enemies. However, this technique was still capable of killing a royal member. Even though Abel was not afraid of anything, he still decided not to let anyone know about this technique. Abel was very curious about the age of the gods, but he was able to tell that wizard Morton thought that the gods were a careless bunch. This was probably because the wizard’s status nowadays was on par with the status of the gods. Therefore, Abel didn’t ask about the age of the gods, but in the future, when he had more time, he wanted to read more books about the story of that era. “Humans are good at learning. Humans have mastered three of the four wizard systems of the elite elves: fire, ice, and electricity.” Continued Wizard Morton. “Teacher, you mentioned about humans, orcs, and elves, but what about dwarves?” Abel thought that in addition to humans, orcs, and elves, there were dwarves who were closely related to him, and that race was clearly a powerful force in this world. But why didn’t the wizard Morton mention about it? “I was just about to talk about them. So, when it comes to the dwarves, they had existed together with the elite elves since the ancient period. As they were enthusiastic about forging, their relations between all other races were very good. Alongside their enjoyment in living on large mountain ranges filled piled rocks, they had absolutely no interest in conquering lands as they had built their houses underground. Hence, their race was able to survive for decades until now. They even lived with through dinosaur age. They truly witnessed the transformation of this world.” Wizard Morton said, smiling. “However, the dwarfs were not totally unaffected by the battle between the three races. There were a few times when they almost became extinct. Therefore, in order to save their lives, they had also lost some of their inheritance. Some of these inheritances were also picked up by humans. Now, they become the other part of our rune system. The rune sign and the magic weapons the dwarfs make are some direct results of this. One of the most important things about the rune system was that it’s a set of different runes that can be used in battle in a variety of ways. It would be a game-changer to turn any battle upside down.” Abel finally realized at this moment the magic weapons he had forged before used this part of the rune system. These runes were almost exactly identical to the runes in Diablo. Abel was not sure how much of it was grasp by the humans, and if he could string a few of these runes together with a rune language to create those dark gold equipment. Abel then asked with doubt, “Teacher, how many of these kinds of runes do we possess?” “Not even the dwarfs have a complete rune system. The only rune system we have is the lower tiers, and the higher tiers may be known by some dwarves due to their inheritance knowledge. However, not everyone can learn them,” Wizard Morton said with a sigh. “Further down the road, I will teach you the runes, I know. You need to know that these runes are one of the main means of survival for a wizard and one of the most important trading items. Every wizard good at runes is considered a wealthy wizard,” Said Wizard Morton with a little smug on his face. From the teacher’s tone, Abel could tell that he was a wizard who had already mastered the art of rune-drawing. “Another important item for the wizards would be potions, potions are learned from the elves. As the elves lived in the forest, they had a strong depth of knowledge on natural growth and all kinds of minerals, as well as a strong study of different plants. They have thus invented potion studies. Humans further developed from the elves’ study by incorporating resources from the human world. This is the human potion study we know today. A core component to the training of wizards was using potions to recover the body, and those portions were direct result this. Obviously, in order to attain resources as well as some other reasons, wizards would also create some potions for other professional uses. Nowadays, potion study was not limited to wizards, as many ordinary people have mastered some simple potions production, but the more powerful potions required magic to be forged. Hence the study of potions was still a main part of the wizards.” “Potion study is not my specialty, so if you want to study potion, the only way you can learn is through studying it yourself. But remember, no matter how much you want to learn these different types of knowledge, don’t let it affect your wizard practices. I’ve seen too many intelligent wizards spending too much time on potions and rune drawing, but in the end, they weren’t able to progress further with their wizard levels. “Yes, teacher! Abel bowed. “Let’s talk about spells. There are five types of spells you can learn during your novice wizardry period. In addition to the “fireball” you’ve already learned, there are other spells. For example, fire spells such as “Warmth.” Ice spells such as “Iceball” and “Frozen armor” electric spell such as “Charging bolt.” The ice spell, “Iceball,” is a spell that produces crystals with cold energy to form a large ice bomb, which then fires the bomb, damaging and slowing the target. This spell is considered extremely powerful too. Frost spell “frozen armor” is a defensive skill. For a wizard who was in their beginner stages, this skill could effectively protect the body of their weak bodies. Moreover, it could produce an ice shield that would protect the wizard, preventing all close quarter attacks from their enemies. The effect of this skill was able to provide bonuses in defense as well as freezing all short-range enemy who had attacked you. For early-stage wizards, close combat had the highest chance of fatality in combat. The electric spell “charging bolt” was a group attack spell, which involved a burst of lightning power. After being incited, multiple warheads would be fired. The leaping lightning energy will find and strike the target by itself. It relied on the ground to conduct, so it only works on ground targets. The last one is the fire spell “warmth,” which very few people learned this spell. This was because, although it can speed up the mana recovery time, the rate of recovery was not that great. On top of that, the pattern for this spell was extremely complicated, even more, complicated than the ones of the second and third layer spell. Therefore, very few wizards had actually studied this spell,” Wizard Morton had explained to Abel every single spell he could learn currently.

Chapter 135 - Morton’S Observation Records Chapter 135: Morton’s Observation Records Abel was puzzled. His heart immediately began to ponder, what could be the connection between this world and the world of Diablo? Why are runes and the magic spells so similar between these two worlds? “As for other novice wizards, my advice is to learn only a few spells that would be useful to you. But for you Abel, if you want to learn them, I can teach you all of them as I have almost the entire collection of spells for novice wizards.” Wizard Morton had seen Abel casting the “Fireball” spell, and his instantaneous speed proved Abel’s unmatched talent. “Thank you, teacher! Abel thanked him sincerely. “My condition is that I will not teach you another spell until you have mastered one. Also, if you don’t complete your training and learning program, I will stop you from learning new spells.” Wizard Morton looked at Abel gravely, then added, “Now choose one spell to learn for your second spell.” When it comes to choosing a spell, Abel thought of the four types of spells, and each spell had its use. The fire spell –“Warmth” could help regenerate magical ability. Although it could not regenerate a significant amount, mana was still extremely important to wizards and made Abel wanted to learn this spell. However, the magical power concentration in Rogue encampment was many times higher than the magic tower, which meant recovering magical ability through meditation was also much faster. Therefore, Abel wasn’t in a rush to learn this spell. In regards to the two ice spells, Iceball and Frozen armor, one was for attack and one for defense. Frozen armor was a way to turn your defense into an attack. If your opponent was attacking you from a close distance, they would be frozen by the ice magic power from frozen armor. Abel was very fond of this spell, and it fit too perfectly with the ability of a Knight. During a charging formation, the only thing you could do was an attack, making defense very hard. However, with the “frozen armor,” an attack by an enemy would backfire on to the enemy himself. The electric spell “lightning bomb” would also be very useful. It could attack a group of enemies. Once the spell reached an elite level, you could unleash strikes and strikes of lightning strikes, electrocuting patches, and patches of enemies. Therefore, choosing this spell was also a good idea. For a while, Abel had some difficulty in choosing his next spell, but when he looked back, he decided it was his own safety that was the most important, as the defensive spell was able to defend against his enemies. Although it was only a close-range defense, it has greatly improved his ability to survive in combination with his abilities as an intermediate knight. “Teacher, I have decided that I want to learn Frozen armor,” Abel said to Wizard Morton. “Haha, I knew you’d choose this one. Frozen armor is the only defensive spell a novice wizard possesses. The sooner you learn it, the sooner you’ll gain its protection,” Morton said with a laugh. He was very pleased with Abel’s choice. Instead of focusing on the powerful attack spells, Abel chose a defensive spell. Throughout Wizard Morton’s life, he understood that true wizards were the ones who could survive. “I’ve got it ready for you. Here you are. There is the pattern and spell for the frozen armor. Wizard Morton took a parchment scroll from his pocket and handed it to over Abel. “Teacher, I will learn it as soon as possible. I will be going now.” Abel bowed to take the scroll, and with a wave of the wizard Morton’s hand. Abel promptly disappeared from the eleventh floor and instantly reappeared on the stairs of the tenth floor. As Abel returned to the ninth floor, he still had some time to kill before lunch on the first floor. He took out the Morton’s Observation Records and began reading it. “Wait, what is this? Abel saw something that was familiar. Wasn’t this the jade from the wolf garden last time? Morton’s Observation Records wrote: Peace Jade. The wizards have a large power of the will, which makes evil fantasy easier to arise. Evil fantasy is an illusion created through the unlimited exaggeration of a person’s innermost desire. It is the worst enemy to a Wizard’s progress. Peace Jade has a soul calming effect, which could lower the chances of evil fantasy arising and makes a Wizard’s progress smoother. Peace Jade is also commonly used in other elite occupations. It had a wide range of use, so it holds a high value. Especially the heart of the Jade, it is where most of its power is concentrated, it can lower the occurrence of evil fantasy to the max. Therefore, Peace Jade is a treasure that every occupation cherishes if they want to increase their abilities. Then, it continued to describe the details of the Peace Jade and the heart of the Peace Jade, teaching people how to identify an authentic one. According to the observation records, Abel learned that the jade floor tile he had taken from the room of the Wolf trooper on the wolf’s garden was the Peace Jade. It was an important aid to the practice of the wizards, especially that jade pillow, which, as described in Morton’s Observation Records, was made of a complete the heart of the Peace Jade. Abel was lamenting the Wolf rider’s large collection of treasures in the human world. From what Morton’s Observation Records had stated, that wolf rider was preparing the big piece of a jade pillow to help his promotion as a wolf rider captain. This item was identified as a treasure by Wizard Morton in Morton’s Observation Records, so it was probably extremely valuable. That was why Abel must not tell anyone about what he did in the wolf garden. Until the day he reached his full ability, he had to keep this secret far away from the public by all means necessary. With that in mind, Abel quickly opened the Morton’s Observation Records to search for clues, and sure enough, in the introduction to the trees in the book, he found some information about wood. Dragon saliva wood is only produced in the dragon deep, made of dragon saliva from the dragon saliva tree. Anyone who came into long-term contact with the tree was able to strengthen the power of the will subtly. Whilst it was only a short sentence, it showed the importance of the dragon saliva wood. Before, the only method that a wizard could use to strengthen their power of the will was through meditation practices. That took years to accumulate, little by little. But now, Abel had discovered this new method. Abel couldn’t help marveling at how much the Wolf rider had paid to acquire such good things. As far as Abel knew, the Dragon’s Pool was located in the depths of the bi-monthly forest, protected by the elves on the outside, while on the inside lived the most powerful creature in the Holy Continent, the dragon. According to the legend, the dragon was a creature created by the elite elves, to protect the elite elves’ descendants from intrusions. Furthermore, if the elite elves needed back up, the dragon would send a powerful force to support them. However, if you wanted to turn the dragon’s saliva into dragon saliva wood, it must be as hard as pulling a tooth out of a tiger. Abel obviously didn’t know what the crazy things the crazy wolf rider captain did in order to get a promotion to become a head wolf rider captain. The wolf rider captain had entered a forbidden place, the Double Moon forest with Wolf’s treasure Kong Kong spirit portal bag. He then sneaked into the dragon cave and to acquire just enough dragon saliva wood. The wolf rider captain narrowly escaped the hunt from the dragon, and all of his allies ended up killed. In regards to that pillow made entirely out of the heart of a Peace Jade, the wolf rider captain had stolen it from the fox clan’s headmaster in the orc empire. As soon as he had gotten the information that the fox clan’s headmaster possessed a pillow made entirely out of the heart of a Peace Jade. The fox clan was the most sacrificial race among the orcs. Stealing things from the fox clan’s headmaster was even crazier than entering the dragon’s cave. Although the Wolf rider captain had hidden his identity, he was afraid of becoming a suspect. Therefore, under the protection of the Wolf clan, the wolf rider captain was driven to the human world, living a life of survival. Abel’s heart was burning. He had no idea that he had acquired so many treasures from a single act of revenge against the wolf riders and that the portal bag had been acquired during his previous attack too. Moreover, each item within the bag seemed to be very useful as well as extremely valuable too. When Abel thought of the Kong Kong spirit portal bag, he immediately began searching for it on Morton’s Observation Records. The record was like a Wikipedia for all things that were related to a wizard, as long as Morton had heard of it before, it would all be recorded on the chronicle. Not only so, looking for things on the record was also very simple. For example, if Abel was searching for a portal bag, all he needed to do was also find the section of the introduction of portal items, and he would be able to see everything related to it.

Chapter 136 - Teleportation Chapter 136: Teleportation The Kong Kong spirit portal bag was made with the skin of a Kong Kong soul beast. The Kong Kong soul beasts were an extremely rare species of soul beast. It had a strong dimensional attribute and could store all their rewards into their bodies. Since they could travel through portals of dimensions, they were very hard to capture. The Kong Kong spirit portal bag made with their skins were the best type of portal bag because of its ability to stretch. In the beginning, a Kong Kong spirit portal bag was also one square meter. It was stretched by directly putting other portal bags into a Kong Kong spirit portal bag. These Kong Kong spirit portal bags were secret weapons of every large race. Therefore, few people had heard about their existence. Upon seeing this record, Abel took a look at the size of his portal bag again. It was about the size of a house. He couldn’t help but bite his tongue. It was 10 meters in length, 10 meters in width, and a height of 4 meters, which was four hundred cubic meters in total. This meant it must require 400 normal portal bags in total to throw into this Kong Kong spirit portal bag. Who would have even dared to guess, where did the wolves find all these portal bags to expand the Kong Kong spirit portal bag into its current size? But one thing could be certain. The wolves had sacrificed generations of hardship, murdering wizards and accumulating their portal bags to help expand this Kong Kong spirit portal bag. Only a powerful and vicious race, such as the wolves, could have the ability to achieve such a thing. This Kong Kong spirit portal bag was the strategic treasure of the wolves. It helped to carry a large number of resources to take from the human world, back to the world of the orc. The wolves themselves kept a part of it, and a part of it was exchanged for large sums of wealth. After reading Morton’s observation records, Abel felt like he knew way too many secrets. He had to stay safe. Now, he was like a kid carrying a massive amount of wealth in brought daylight. If someone had found out how much wealth he carried around with him every day, it would be a disaster. Abel couldn’t seem to calm himself down. He could only hope the night come sooner so he could examine in detail each of the spoils of war in the Kong Kong spirit portal bag. Before, he only kept these spoils of war in the Kong Kong spirit portal bag because he though they held some kind of value. But now, he realised these things were not just valuable, they were extremely valuable, to the point where he no longer wanted to sell it — especially that soul catching grass, which he thought was the most precious thing. Luckily Abel was not short of gold coins before he discovered this information. It seemed like he made a correct decision not to sell off the soul catching grass. The only way to do these treasures justice was to keep them a secret, and only use them when Abel had accumulated more knowledge in potion study. Abel’s identity card began to vibrate. As soon as he got connected, the voice of Carlos came from within, “Abel come down quick. Camille and I are waiting for you!” Abel couldn’t help but shake his head with a face full of smile. Carlos was still enthusiastic, as always. During these four months, he would invite Abel for lunch together as soon as he was free. Abel answered, “Coming down, Carlos!” Abel had already gotten familiar with Carlos and Camille, and he had changed the way they addressed them long ago. Abel enjoyed the atmosphere in Morton magic tower; it reminded him of the time when he was at school in his previous life. There were no scams and pitfalls, only pure friendships. It was a pity his second senior brother and 3rd senior sister always locked themselves in their individual floors. Abel had only seen their wizard followers deliver food to their door; he never seen them come out. According to Carlos, both second senior brother and 3rd senior sister were also very lovely people. Despite Carlos inviting him for food every day, it seemed like it might still be a good idea for Abel to get his own wizard follower. Therefore, Abel already had a sense of who he was going to pick. As Abel was thinking, he had walked to the first floor. However, Carlos and Camille were not around the dining table. Instead, they were at that hall. That’s strange, it was time for lunch, and usually, the two would wait for Abel around the dining table. “Junior brother, today I will take you to see something!” Said Carlos raising his eyebrows up and down to Abel. “Don’t worry about him Abel. We will take you to Caral City. Carlos and I need to exchange something, so we want to take you along to enrich your experience.” Camille said to Abel with a smile. “Where’s Caral City?” Abel asked in a puzzled tone. Although he did not know much about this world, he still had heard of most of the city in the Duchy of Carmel. However, he had never heard of Caral City. “Caral City is located on the border between the 4 Duchies. The Duchy of Carmel, Duchy of Thunder, Duchy of Koror, and Duchy of Laka. It was a place for wizards from the 4 Duchies to do exchanges and not open to ordinary people. Long ago, it was only a place used by a few wizards to exchange stuff they don’t need. In the past few hundred years, it had undergone a lot of progress and slowly became the Caral City we know today.” Camille explained as she saw the puzzled look on Abel’s face. “How are we going to get there, Camille?” Abel asked. “The teleportation circle, of course. We had not used our free teleportation this month. little brother, you didn’t use yours as well, right?” Asked Carlos pointing towards the teleportation circle. “No, I have not used the teleportation circle.” Said Abel as he stared at the gigantic teleportation circle. He was a little curious, he had never seen the size of the teleportation circle pattern on the teacher’s 11th floor, and the one in Rogue encampment was very small. It was nowhere as complicated as the pattern of this teleportation circle in front of him. “Ok then, let’s go!” Camille waved her identity card on the metal fence in front of the teleportation circle. It opened up a small door, allowing only one person to pass through. Camille entered in a flash. Abel followed closely behind, but suddenly the small door had disappeared in a flash of white light. Blocking Abel on his way. Carlos couldn’t help but laugh, seeing that Abel was shocked that he was blocked “Haha, this defense circle can only let one person pass at a time,” He said. Afterwards, both Carlos and Abel flashed their identity cards and entered the teleportation circle. As Abel stood inside, the hugeness and complication of the teleportation circle could be felt to an even greater extent. Some strips of the pattern on the floor began to emerge on to the surface, while some remained hidden below. Only with a few looks, Abel knew how hard it would be to copy this teleportation circle. “Stop looking, teleportation circles are the Wizard Union’s top-secret, you can only buy one when you reach a certain status, and it was set up and tested by a wizard specialized in drawing circles.” Said Carlos. As he saw Abel examining the teleportation circle, he could help but laugh again. “The spirit of the tower, ready for teleportation!” Said Camille to an empty space after making a “be quiet” hand sign to Carlos. “Identity confirmed, Free teleportation for three people. Please select your destination !” A very robotic voice came out of the teleportation circle. “Destination Caral City!” Said Camille. ” confirmed, begin teleportation!” Abel felt the magical power around him began to rush in. The pattern on the floor began to glow in stripes of white light among those magical power. In a few short seconds, the entire teleportation circle was surrounded by white lights. Abel felt like a hurricane surrounded him. Since Abel was used to teleportation, things had entirely down after a short while as the white light faded. He realized the scenery around him had changed entirely. On the 11th floor, a smirk emerged from the face of Wizard Morton. He mumbled, “these kids!” as he disappeared from his room in a flash. Abel turned his head and looked at Camille and Carlos. They still haven’t woken up from the dizziness caused by teleportation. They were not like Abel; about was an intermediate knight with an extremely high power of the will. He also uses teleportation circles quite frequently, so he didn’t faint from the dizziness caused by teleportation. “Stop hiding, come out!” Called a wizard follower In a grey robe. “Ok ok, calm down!” At that point, Carlos and Camille had become more clear-headed as he said to the wizard follower waving his hand. When the three stepped out of the teleportation circle. Carlos said while padding the back of his head, “I hate teleportation, every time it ends up like this. Why can’t they invent a teleportation circle that won’t make you dizzy.” “That’s because you are too weak. If you had become an intermediate Wizard like teacher and still faint for half a day every time you move in a flash, then you will become the biggest joke in the wizard community.” Said Camille in a mocking tone. “Oh, you never got dizzy? I thought you also had just woken up!” Carlos counteracted. “At least I didn’t complain. I knew I would make it through the dizziness one day,” said Camille in a very particular tone. “Wait, wait, did you say ‘move in a flash’?” Abel seemed to remember from Diablo, ‘move in a flash’ was a spell to teleport things to a short distance in a flash. He was not sure how it works in this world.

Chapter 137 - Caral City Chapter 137: Caral City “Yes, teacher uses ‘move in a flash’ whenever he travels, it is the signature spell of an intermediate wizard. When someone has mastered the ‘move in a flash,’ almost no one could keep a wizard locked up in one place,” Carlos said admiringly. “How far, in terms of range, can the ‘move in a flash’ go?” Abel remembered that the mysterious movements of his teacher Wizard Morton, but he was very concerned about how far he could travel with the ‘move in a flash’ since it seemed that the ‘move in a flash’ from Diablo could only be seen at close range. “It all depends on how far your power of the will can extend. The larger your power of the will could extend, the further you can travel.” Camille explained. Since the three of them talked while walking, when they were walking out of the teleportation circle, there was suddenly another white light behind them as more wizards were being teleported to the circle. Carlos then took a badge from his pocket and placed it in front of his chest. The badge had a six-star shining circle on the top with three small leaves on the bottom. Camille, on the other hand, also wore a badge on her chest, with an extra tiny leaf. Noticing that Abel was looking at the badge on his chest, Carlos smiled, “It’s a wizard’s badge. You can also apply one from the wizard union. Do you see these leaves? One leaf means one rank. Since I’m a rank three novice wizard, I have three tiny leaves.” Carlos took one look at the badge on Camille’s chest in a mocking way and then said, in the face of Camille’s defiant gaze, “You know, your rank determines the number of leaves you have. Seeing Carlos had skipped introducing her own badge, Camille stared directly onto Carlos’s eyes with her eyes of death. In the midst of the drama between the three, they walked out of the teleportation circle. As Abel looked curiously at his surroundings, although this place was called a city, it looked more like a town as there was only one main road. The road was made from giant boulders, and it was also very smooth with both sides of the roads occupied by various shops. “These shops in the City of Caral are the shops of the witches and wizards as well as the branches of some large trading corporations. These shops are tailored for wizards, sp the goods in these stores aren’t exactly cheap. If you want to buy something, remember to check the price first, or you will not have enough gold to buy them,” Carlos kindly explained and introduced Abel. “Abel, tell me if you don’t have enough gold coins, or if you need anything else,” Camille smiled at Abel. “Thank you, Camille. I think my family’s fortune is enough for me already.”Abel replied gratefully. As they spoke, the three of them came to a huge storefront with a wand painted on the sign. “Here we are,” Carlos said. “This is the wizard’s exchange. Witches and wizards in this neighborhood hold fairs here every twenty days, and luckily, today is the day of the fair.” Abel watched curiously as Carlos went to a table in the doorway and drew a gold coin to a wizard follower standing there with his magic card. He then took a sign from the wizard follower. “Ok, let’s go. It’s shop 168.” Carlos waved the sign at the two of them. Abel could see clearly that there was a sign of 168 on the sign, but nothing else. In front, Carlos found shop 168, which was more like a long bar than a shop. There was a three-story wooden shelf behind it. Carlos then took twelve runes from his arms and placed them on the first shelf, while Camille took fifteen runes and placed them on the second. “How come you have more runes than I do?” Carlos asked Camille defiantly. “This is because you’re lazy. I’ve been drawing at least five times a day for months. What about you?” Camille asked Carlos with a blank look. “I.. I just spent a little more time practicing,” Carlos said guiltily. “Are these the runes you made?” Abel asked, picking up one of Camille’s runes. “Yup, but the materials are too expensive, which means the success rate of these runes weren’t able to increase. I could barely break even too,” Carlos sighed. “What materials are these runes made of?” Abel asked, looking at the wood and gold on his hands, it felt like a similar material he had worked with before. “It’s made of crystal cores. I used a potion to soften them slightly, then reshape them and finally carved them with a knife. As my teacher, Wizard Morton, is good at making runes, Carlos and I have learned this skill.” Camille said. It was made from the nucleus of a crystal, thought Abel. No wonder he felt so familiar. The irregular shape of the nucleus had been refashioned into a rectangular plate, so he couldn’t even recognize it. Abel then looked at the runes, most of which were “8#Ral” runes, a few “7#Tal” runes, and “10#Thul” runes. “Why are there so many fire attack runes here?” Abel asked Camille. “Wait, you know these runes?” Instead of answering Abel’s questions, Camille was surprised that Abel knew the runes. This was because the knowledge of these runes wasn’t something that could be learned casually. Even for wizards, they could only learn the knowledge of these rules if they have a heritage in rune drawing. Otherwise, most wizards would generally purchase their runes if they ever need them. “Yes, I’ve learned runes from my blacksmith teacher for a while back then.” Abel looked at Camille, puzzled, as He didn’t think that this knowledge was valuable. From the beginning, he had a Dwarf magical weapons forging guide, which allowed him to learn the most systematic knowledge of the runes, and successfully copied the rune from a rune sign. “Was your blacksmith teacher a dwarf?” Camille didn’t expect Abel to have also learned forgery. In her memory, only the dwarf blacksmiths would have inherited their rune systems. “No, my blacksmith was a human blacksmith, but his teacher was a dwarf blacksmith,” Abel explained. Camille suddenly realized, “No wonder you know about this rune knowledge. When making a rune sign, you need to balance the energy within the crystal core to the energy the rune requires. Recently only Fire crystal cores were available on the market most of the time, so all the runes signs we made were basically all fire attributes as well. Abel had some understanding of the requirements of making runes, as it was the same principle as forging the magic swords. Both of them required the same energy. The difference was that the runes used the crystal core, while the magic sword uses the magic gems. “Can I learn how to make runes?” Abel asked Camille expectantly. “I don’t think I can teach you. The teacher will have to teach you this knowledge when he can. I will not dare to teach you in advance as I might get in a lot of trouble.” Camille shook her head, but when he saw Abel’s disappointed look on his face, she added, “But I can teach you the basics of how to use a carving knife. These are the basics of rune making.” “Thanks, Camille! Abel’s mood was suddenly much better, as he was able to practice the basic use of carving knives first. This would lay a good foundation for learning rune card making in the future and save a lot of time. This was because he had a lot of time to practice in Rogue encampment. “Carlos, stay here. I’ll go with Abel and buy him a good carving knife.” “You can’t do this,” Carlos protested. Turning to Carlos, Camille ignored his protestation and called Abel out. As they passed, Abel remembered. “Camille,” he asked softly and curiously, “What’s the price for a half day’s rent in one of these shops?” “10,000 gold.” Camille looked back at Abel and then said, “Don’t come here by yourself. Your levels are too low. Although it is safer here, there will still be dark wizards.” “Dark wizard?” Another word Abel had never heard. “Dark wizards is the name given to evil wizards who were born by robbing ordinary wizards. You may see an ordinary wizard here, but he could also be a dark wizard secretly. So be careful in the Wizard world.” Camille explained, then said to Abel, “You’ve got a great talent. You’ve reached level 2 in such a short time, but there’s a lot of rank four and rank five novice wizards out there, and sometimes there are even official wizards, and you can’t get away from them since they are so strong.”

Chapter 138 - Alloy Carving Knife Chapter 138: Alloy Carving Knife “Thank you, Camille. I will be careful,” Abel said while nodding his head. “We arrived. Both Carlos and I bought our carving knife here.” Said Camille as she led Abel to the front of a shop. The storefront of that shop was filled with all kinds of knives, swords, and shields. Under the gaze of Abel, all those knives, swords, and shields did not look too bad. They were all made from a hundred skill iron base. Behind the counter, there was a rank, secured with two full body armor. “Isn’t this a place for Wizards to exchange their stuff? Why are there so many weapons? Abel asked quietly. “Junior brother. Do wizards have any ability to protect themselves? Of course, they need to buy some warrior or knights equipment to protect themselves. All the equipment in our store is the best of the best. If you give a tip to the thing that protects you, they will definitely remain loyal to you.” Said a raspy voice coming from somewhere. It was the owner of the shop, a burly man with a face full of beard, who was around 2.2 meters tall. He came up to Abel after he overheard his question. “Dorian, this is my junior brother Abel, he wants to buy a carving knife,” Camille said hello to Dorian, the burly man with a face full of beard. After Dorian had heard Camille’s introduction, he looked at Abel in disbelief. He asked, “Abel? May I ask, what is your name?” “Abel Harry,” Abel bowed and replied. “My respected Master, Elite Black Smith Dorian salute to you!” Said Dorian as he bowed deeply. “Dorian, you are too polite!” Said Abel after returning a greeting. “It is my pride to have you visiting my shop!” Said Dorian in pure excitement. “Wait, Dorian. Did you just call Abel a Master?” Camille asked in a puzzled tone. “Camille, did you not know that Master Abel is a Black Smith Master? He was the 36th Black Smith Master in the Holy Continent, as well as the youngest Black Smith Master. According to statistics, he is the closest Blacksmith Master to becoming a Grandmaster Black Smith!” Said Dorian, his voice filled with his respect for Abel. “Abel?” Camille was dumbstruck. She seemed to have lost her ability to speak all of a sudden. All she could do was stare at Abel. She had only regained her concentration after a while and asked Abel, “Abel, why didn’t you ever mention you are a Black Smith Master?” “That’s because no one had asked me,” Abel innocently stared at Camille. “Shouldn’t you be the one who tells us first?” Said Camille staring back at Abel in a somewhat helpless way. It was such an important thing, but Abel had always pretended like it was nothing and never told her about it. “I came to the magic tower to become a wizard. What does my other status have to do with it? The teacher had said that the status and wealth of an ordinary person have nothing to do with being a wizard. As long as you are a member of the wizards, you will be granted the identity of a wizard.” “Do you really not know what being a Black Smith Master signifies? Camille realized maybe Abel didn’t know too much about being a Black Smith Master. She proceeded to say, “Other than making powerful weapons. Black Smith Masters can also work with wizards to make powerful magic weapons. For example, a wand that increases ice attacks, without the help of a Black Smith Master, it is impossible to make one.” Seeing the dumb look on Abel’s face, Camille waved her hand and said: “Whatever, you had just become a novice wizard. The teacher will teach you this stuff in the future.” Abel did not know how to make a wand at all. He had only socialized with knights in the past, and almost everything he made was equipment for knights. Master Bentham had said in the past that Abel could become a student of the dwarfs, and further develop his forging ability. But at the time, Abel only wanted to become a wizard and did not pay too much attention to a Black Smith Master’s study. Now, his perspective had changed. It seemed like the connection between Black Smith Masters and wizards were actually a lot closer than he thought. They seemed to have a special yet tightly linked relationship. If he had the chance in the future, he would definitely sit down and have a good talk with teacher Wizard Morton. “Master Abel, did you say you want a carving knife?” During all this time, Dorian’s sight did not leave Abel at all. When Abel noticed Dorian, it looked like he was looking into the eyes of a fan seeing a superstar. “Yes, your excellency Dorian. I need a carving knife for my study of rune sign-making,” Abel said with a laugh. “Please wait,” Dorian said and bowed. It was somewhat comedic to see a 2.2meters gigantic bowing to the 1.85 meters Abel. Dorian turned around and searched in a box behind the counter. After a while, he carefully took out a dark gold color carving knife and handed it to Abel with two hands. Dorian said, “I had accidentally found a natural ore around here. However, the ore was too small to make any weapons out of it, so I made this carving knife. Upon its completion, I realized this carving knife was a lot sharper than anything else on the market. Please give it a critique.” Abel received Dorian’s carving knife with two hands and closely examined it. This carving knife looked like it was made with some kind of alloy. Abel tapped it two times with his hand. It seemed like there was some extremely balanced heavy metal inside it. If this kind of natural compound gold was sharped to such extent, it would be even rarer than other valuable ores. This alloy was truly unique. “The material of this carving knife was compounded with many types of metal. You said it’s a natural ore, so it was compounded naturally. Materials like these were so rare. You can almost call it a treasure from the sky,” said Abel in a careful tone. “Master Abel, your sight is too good. I have shown this carving knife to many Black Smiths and wizards, but never a Black Smith Master. The few wizards I have shown this carving knife to agree with what you have said. It’s just that they were not too interested in these compound metals. Although these types of metal were sharper than gold, they could not increase the amount of magical ability being injected. Therefore in the eyes of those wizards, this carving knife is not too different from the ones made with normal metals,” said Dorian looking at Abel with respect. Abel smiled in a little embarrassment. The alloy could be seen everywhere in his previous world. Even primary school kids could understand the concept of alloy. However, this carving knife in the hand of Abel was good for both study and practical use. He was not like the other wizards who only cared about magical ability. If Abel could separate the compounds within the alloy, he might be able to make some extremely powerful weapons. According to the statistics in the Horadric cube, the attacking power of this world’s weapons was generally lower, to the point where it’s basically impossible to hurt anyone with a ‘absorb material impact’ rune sign. Abel calculated, although these weapons might have no problem battling a low-rank monster in Rogue encampment, it would most likely have a problem battling high-rank monsters. Since Abel had discovered a type of alloy that could increase a weapon’s attacking power, it provided him with a direction for experimenting in the future. That’s good news. “How much for this carving knife?” Abel asked as he stared at the carving knife in his hand in excitement. “Master Abel, if you like it, I can give it to you as a gift. That ore didn’t cost me that much, and my forging skills are nothing compared to yours anyway, so don’t ever talk gold coins with me.” Said Dorian waving both of his hands. “That’s?” Abel was a little hesitant. He really wanted this carving knife, but his heart won’t let him take advantage of Dorian and walk away with this carving knife for free. “Abel, just accept it. I knew Dorian for many years. If he said, he wants to give you something as a gift. With his personality, he would rather throw it away than take it back,” Camille couldn’t help but interrupt seeing Abel’s hesitation. “Ok, thank you, your excellency, I’ll accept this gift. If you have any questions in regards to forgery, feel free to ask me. Of course, I had not been studying forgery for too long, so I might not be able to answer some of your questions, but I’ll try my best,” said Abel in a somewhat serious tone. “Thank you, Master Abel.” Hearing Abel’s promise, Dorian was filled with joy. Although Dorian was already an elite Black Smith, he did not have any inheritance. At first, he felt like he had lost his goal. However, after hearing this promise and guidance by a Black Smith Master, he had regained a sense of direction again. That was great news for Dorian. On the way back, Camille asked Abel countless questions that made his brain hurts. “Abel, how much does it cost if I want to buy a weapon from a Black Smith Master?”

Chapter 139 - Purchase Chapter 139: Purchase “Abel, what are some prerequisites to become a Black Smith Master?” “Abel, do you still connect with other Black Smith Masters?” “Abel, do Black Smith Masters make clothing for girls?” “Abel, can Black Smith Masters make jewelry?” These questions did not stop. Abel saw the no168 shop front in front of him, and let out a breath of relief. Hr said to Camille, “Camille, we arrived.” “Abel, ever since I found that you are a Black Smith Master, your attitude towards me changed. How come you are no longer as enthusiastic,” Said Camille emphasizing her voice. Abel bitterly smiled at Camille. He knew that all women could be illogical sometimes, even a wise female wizard. Camille was obviously asking weird questions along the way. Abel just did not know how to answer these questions, not that he had an attitude problem. That was such a big injustice. Abel could even feel it on his own face. “You are back,” Said Carlos saving his hand to Abel and Camille. Then, he began to chat with a young wizard follower around 20 years of age in the shop in front of him. “Can the price go any lower for this fire spell rune sign? The market price is 20,000 gold coins, and you are selling them for 22,000 gold coins. That’s quite a big gap, isn’t it!” Said the wizard follower, sounding a little irritated upon seeing the rune sign on display. “We got a customer?” I’m a flash of an eye, Camille stepped in front of the counter. She looked at the wizard follower and said with a smile, “You can’t say it like that. Yes, the market price is 20,000 gold coins, but do you know why we are selling higher?” “Why?” The Wizard follower saw a gorgeous female wizard. “Because of heritage. All of our runes were personally inherited by an intermediate wizard, so our quality is a lot more promising than those ones on the market with defects, and turnover by multiple hands.” As Camille was speaking, she seemed to flash the identity card on her waist subconsciously. When the wizard follower saw the identity card with a big tree engraving on Camille’s waist, his eyes immediately began to sparkle, he smiled and said: “Give me three fire attack rune signs.” Carlos took out three rune signs from the shelf and handed it to the hands of the wizard follower. The Wizard follower then took out his magic gold card and lightly tapped on Carlos’s magic gold card. A payment of 66,000 gold coins had been completed. After the wizard follower had left, Carlos looked at Camille directly in the eye and said, “Wow, you used the teacher’s name to sell rune signs again. You better watch out.” “No, I didn’t, I just said it was inherited by an intermediate wizard. There are a few intermediate wizards within the four countries. Who knows which one I am talking about!” Said Camille as she put on an innocent look, as though she had really just exposed her identity card mistakenly. “Ok ok, at least we can sell some of them. It had been very quiet lately, and no one is buying rune signs,” said Carlos sounding a little irritated. “Quiet is a good thing. It means that nothing major had happened. If not, we will get put in missions, and we won’t even have time to do our training,” Said Camille with a smile as she disagreed with Carlos’s perspective. “Camille, we need to do missions?” Asked Abel suspiciously. “Abel, you had only just settled in the magic tower. All you need to focus on is doing your training. You will get put into missions after five years.” Camille explained. “Junior brother, if some bad intentioned dark novice wizards decided to something bad, sending an official wizard will be too much of a waste. However, it will be suicide if we send a knight. Novice wizards like us will be a perfect match. It will also be a good chance for us to gain some more experience in fighting.” Said Carlos turning his head after fixing up the things on the shelf. “But only for novice wizards who can fight. We don’t want to give more food to our enemies by sending some rank three novice wizards,” Camille gifted this sentence to Carlos. “Oh, it’s like I never completed a mission,” Carlos shouted while jumping up like a rabbit being bit in the tail. “Yeah, what rank was that novice wizard that tagged along? Rank 1 or rank 2.” Camille asked Carlos in a calm voice while rolling her eyes.” Seeing the two in killing mode again, Abel immediately said from the side, “Camille, Carlos. I’ll go take a walk, see if there’s anything to buy.” “Ok, since it’s your first time here, it will be a good idea to take a walk around. I don’t trust Carlos to be by himself here. With his personality, he won’t even make enough gold coins for us to get back using the teleportation circle.” Said Camille nodding her head. Abel slowly walked along with the crowd. Every shop had weird objects he couldn’t even recognize. Most of them seemed to be the body part of beasts, while others were strange herbs or materials. As Abel continued to walk, the more alienated he felt. By this point, he was even more motivated to memorize everything in Morton’s Observation Record . If he had, he wouldn’t be staring at all these weird objects in every shop like he had never been outside before. After a while, Abel had stopped his steps. He finally recognized something in the shop in front of him. It was a crystal core; he was certain of that. The owner of the shop was a middle-age rank four novice wizards with four-leaf badge on his chest. When he saw Abel, he said with a genuine smile, “Junior brother, are you looking for something?” Abel continued to look at the crystal core on the shelf. Seeing such a familiar seller, he thought, why not buy some. It might also be a good idea to stock up some ingredients when he made runes in the future, “How much for a crystal core?” Abel asked. “The Fire one is 20,000 gold coins apiece, the ice, and poison one is 30,000 gold coins apiece.” The middle-age wizard introduced with a smile. Abel had asked about the rough value of crystal cores. These crystal cores in the shop were not too expensive. They were around the normal market value. This middle age novice wizard did not randomly raise the value since he didn’t have a wizard badge. “Give me ten fire crystal cores and all of the ice and poison ones you have.” Said Abel seeing there was not much ice and poison one lefts on the shelf. “Wait a minute, let me calculate,” the middle age novice wizard calculated in his heart for a while and proceeded to say “10 fire crystal cores, 20,000 gold coins. Seven ice and poison crystal cores, 21,000 gold coins. 41,000 gold coins in total.” Abel took out his magic gold card. He had just received the auction payment of 240,000 gold coins from Edmound’s boutique shop. Now, he had reached a shocking amount of 35,1250 gold coins in his magic gold card. A dark gold flash of light emerged as Abel tapped his magic gold card with the middle age novice Wizard’s magic gold card. After Abel had confirmed, 41,000 gold coins had deducted from his magic gold card. Now he only had 31,025 gold coins. The middle-age novice wizard in front of Abel caught a glimpse of Abel’s gold card. Abel did not have the experience. Normally, people would cover their magic gold cards with their hands during transactions. When the middle age novice wizard saw the six figures in Abel’s gold card, his eyes flashed in greed. Abel sensed a wave of bad intentions with his power of the will. When he lifted his head to see where the bad intentions were coming from, the eyes of the middle age novice wizard returned to peace again. Abel shook his head. Everything seemed to be normal, so he put the crystal cores in his bad and walked off. Seeing where Abel had walked off, the middle age novice wizard took out a small sign and slowly injected some mana into it. This was a wizard exchange ground, so the use of mana was strictly band. However, these small scale communication signs only required a small amount of mana to operate, and it was sold by the officials of Caral City. That’s why the middle age novice wizard was brave enough to use it. A small scale communication sign could only be used within a city, and that city must be covered in energy from a communication circle that corresponds with the communication sign. As the wizard exchange ground, Caral city was all covered in communication circles and was publicly selling these small communication signs. However, these small communication signs were normally extremely expensive. Normally an intermediate wizard could not afford it, and they were mostly purchased by official wizards. “Teacher, I discovered a fat sheep!” During their conversation, the honest tone from the middle age novice Wizard’s voice had completely vanished. What’s left was only a smell of fishiness.

Chapter 140 - Dark Wizard Chapter 140: Dark Wizard “You say it’s a fat sheep every time. The last fat sheep only had 20,000 gold coins on it. It barely even covered the cost of operating my magic circle,” a heavy voice emerged from the communication sign. “Teacher, I promise. It’s a fat sheep this time. I saw that he had a balance of 310,000 gold coins.” said the middle age novice wizard in excitement. “Do you know who he is?” Said the wizard on the other side. He doesn’t seem to be too excited about the 310,000 gold coins since he kept asking for more details. “I feel like he is just a rank 1 or 2 novice wizard. He doesn’t have a wizard badge, so he probably wasn’t even verified by the wizard union,” said the middle age novice wizard explained. “Ok, not bad. Lure him to my place, and I’ll share some of the gold coins with you.” The voice of the Wizard from the other side began to show some interest. Abel did not know what was waiting in store for him at all. He continued to look around the different shops, trying to elevate his thin knowledge of Wizardry. “Junior brother!” A familiar voice came from behind. When Abel turned and looked, it was the middle age wizard who had just sold him the crystal cores. Abel felt a bit strange and asked, “Is there any problem?” The middle-age novice wizard said, “When you paid for the crystal cores just then, you forgot to cover the balance in your magic gold card. That’s very dangerous, and you have to be more careful next time. “Oh, thank you so much!” At that moment, Abel had just realized the balance in his magic gold card might be a little too big to carry around. It might attract bad intentioned people. Luckily, the middle age novice wizard reminded him. The novice wizard said in a bit of embarrassment, “I just saw the balance in your magic gold card and remembered that my friend had some unique crystal cores that he wants to sell. Are you interested in buying some electric crystal cores? If you want, I can take you to my friend’s place. He is also selling some attribute-less crystal cores. Abel did not have much response when he heard the middle age wizard said electric crystal cores. He didn’t even know how to make a rune sign; these materials were just for future training. However, when he heard the middle age wizard mention an attribute-less crystal core, his heart began to chime. These attribute-less crystal cores were often exclusively exchanged between official wizards, and they would only exchange once every 100 days. Therefore, these attribute-less crystal cores were tough to attain. However, hearing that the 2nd floor of this exchange ground had a stock, he might have a chance to get one, so he wanted to take a look. Abel did not worry about his safety since he was in Caral City. Even if a slightly more significant amount of mana was unleashed, it would attract the attention of the wizards on guard. If a fight had broken out and even the official wizards on guard could not solve the problem, then at least four intermediate wizards would be teleported here immediately to solve it. “Ok, I am very interested in attribute-less crystal core. Let’s go have a look,” said Abel with a smile. “Junior brother, follow me,” seeing Abel agreed to his offer. He led Abel to where the corner of the exchange ground was located. Abel realized the further they walked, the fewer people there were. Although he was still in the exchange ground, the place was deserted. He started to become suspicious, and he slowed down his steps. “Junior brother, you see that shop in front of us? That’s where we are heading. We’ve arrived .” Said the middle age novice wizard, as he slowed down his stepped and pointed to a shop not far in front of him to Abel. Abel focused his sight. Although the storefront in front of him was placed with merchandise, he did not see anyone moving inside. He had no idea why anyone would rent a shop here. “Little brother, please go in,” the middle age novice wizard slowly came to a halt, allowing Abel to step in. Since Abel had arrived, he did not pay too much attention. He thought he might as well step up and take a look at the merchandise in the storefront. There were large amounts of crystal cores placed on the shelf. He moved along. He noticed a large amount of fire crystal cores, Poison and ice crystal cores, and even some electric crystal cores. Abel continued to walk along. Suddenly, everything in his surroundings changed. He realized he was standing in an open field surrounded by big trees, and the middle age novice wizard behind him had disappeared as well. “Oh no, I’ve been scammed.” Abel felt his heart drop as he muttered to himself. Black was a beginner wizard. Normally he was the owner of a seven stories magic tower in Duchy of Keyen. However, sometimes he would also do some dirty things. Yes, he was a dark wizard. Although Duchy of Keyen had quite a lot on consecrates for wizards, they were far not enough to sustain Black’s spending. He did not have any special inheritance, so he wouldn’t make any rune signs and potions. Sometimes, he would go hunting some soul beast to get some income, but he couldn’t do it very often since hunting a soul beast required at least a few wizards to go together. Therefore, the costs of the magic tower, the cost of his own, and his disciple’s training always stressed him out. Without a choice, he had to find another way to make more gold coins. Therefore, he decided to murder some novice wizards with a relatively big fortune and take their money. Just like that, he became a dark wizard. Black did not have the guts to kill an official wizard since that would be a very hard and risky thing to do. Every official wizard had their own unique defensive moves, but In regards to killing a novice wizard, it would be like a walk in the park for Black. After he sacrificed a lot to make a barrier circle, Black began his profession as a novice wizard murderer to make money. He had calculated the time exchange for every exchange ground within the nearest 10,000 miles. Then he would use his disciples as bait to lure novice wizards into the barrier circle. Just like that, he would successfully avoid the attentions of the wizards on guard. Black would rarely make his killing in Caral city. Caral City was the center of the 4 Duchy. Every teleportation circle within a few thousand were controlled by the wizards of the Duchy. If he had left a tiny bit of bread crumb behind from his killing, many intermediate wizards would be immediately teleported to his place. If he was unlucky, that number would be even higher. Therefore, he could not make a mistake no matter what, as his chance of escaping will be extremely low. Throughout the morning, he did not have a single success this time. He arrived at Caral City. Just then, his disciple reported that there was a novice Wizard with 300,000 gold coins worth of fortune. Although it was not a lot of gold coins, it was still extremely rare for a novice wizard to carry that much around. Seeing the novice Wizard who had been lured into the barrier circle was only a 13 years old rank 2 novice wizard, Black let out a breath of relief. An official wizard would not make a mistake when identifying someone who was younger and lower rank than themselves. After he had confirmed that this young rank 2 novice wizard was not acting bait or an impersonator, Black began to walk out from where he had hidden, standing in front of Abel. “Hello, young novice Wizard. I am a rank 7 dark wizard. Please transfer all the gold coins in your magic gold card to my magic gold card.” He thought he was completely out of the league of this rank 2 novice wizard. There was no way this kid knew any spells; how could he hurt him. “D..D…Don’t even think about it,” said Abel. Although he was nervous, he already had a lot of combat experience at his age. He knew that in a situation like this. He had to numb his enemy. No matter what, he couldn’t let this rank 7 beginner wizard have a chance to attack. Abel stared into the face of the dark wizard, and the dark wizard doesn’t seem to be concerned about him at all. Abel couldn’t blame him. Who would have guessed a 13-year-old rank 2 novice would simultaneously be an intermediate knight with a power that exceeded an elite knight. “I don’t want to say it twice!” Said Black, waves of impose pressure emerged from his voice. “I.. I know spells,” Abel tried to act scared, as he drew the pattern for “fireball” in mid-air. However, he might be too nervous. He made a mistake immediately. He then tried to draw it again but still failed. Black stared at this young novice wizard in front of him in amusement and said: “how did your teacher teach. You can’t even draw a basic ‘fireball’ spell.” “My teacher is very powerful. He is an intermediate wizard.” Abel flipped the identity card on his waist to the front, exposing an engraving of a big tree. The eyes of Black grew tense. He recognized this was the identity card of Wizard Morton. Although he doesn’t have the ability to fight Wizard Morton, this kid in front of him was only a novice wizard. He would just be careful, and no one would know.” “Little kid, don’t try to scare me with your teacher. Quickly give me your magic gold card, or I will make you suffer so bad, you rather die.” In a flash, the heaviness within Black’s voice had disappeared. Wizard Morton’s name still gave him a lot of pressure.

Chapter 141 - Suprise Kick To The Balls Chapter 141: Suprise Kick to the Balls Abel seemed frightened by what Wizard Black was saying. He slowly took out his golden magic card, and while he was a bit reluctant to give it away, he still handed it over. Wizard Black smiled. Abel was still a child, after all. Words were all it took to threaten him. The younger these apprentice wizards were, the easier it was to swindle from them. The experienced ones were harder to trick, though. Since they knew they were going to die soon, they would just not hand the gold coin on their cards over. All in all, Black got pretty lucky today. Wizard Black took out his golden card as well. He looked kind of displeased with how slow Abel was being. He stepped forward and connected the two cards. The two cards glowed in a dark-gold light. Wizard Black smiled when he saw the ‘310250’ value point on Abel’s one. ‘Teacher!’ Abel shouted as he looked behind Wizard Black. He was like an Oscar actor, hypnotizing himself that it was really Morton who was standing behind Wizard Black. Normally speaking, Wizard Black would not fall for a childish trick like this. Abel was just thirteen, though, and he was obviously from a noble family. If he had the brain to play this kind of joke on the adult in front of him, it was kind of hard to see how he became a rank two apprentice wizard in the first place. Wizard Black turned around after hearing Abel’s shout. There wasn’t anything behind him. Actually, they were inside a barrier circle. There’s no way that he wouldn’t know if someone was behind him. For the many years that he had lived, he did not expect to be fooled by a child like this. A white light appeared from Wizard Black. It was from his defense rune. Abel knew what was the defense rune could do. He still had two of them that he got from the worgen prince. He knew what their limits were. A cold smile appeared from Abel’s face. He had almost 4,000 pounds of raw strength. Since his strong point was around 15.12, he could deal with about 16,000 pounds of damage with the four-time buff of his combat qi. Although the defense rune could reduce physical damage, it wasn’t exactly a perfect tool to avoid injury. As Abel’s leg made contact with Wizard Black’s groin, he could hear the sound of something breaking. This kick was fatal for any wizard if they did not have their defense rune. It did hurt Wizard Black pretty badly, but it wasn’t going to kill him. Wizard Black’s face paled. For an instant there, he couldn’t remember any magic, runes, or any defensive techniques he had learned over his whole life. Extreme pain was the only thing his brain could feel. Abel didn’t stop. There was a seven-level wizard right in front of him, and Abel cast a firebomb spell, then a small and 7-level firebomb fired into Wizard Black’s wide-open, screaming mouth. BOOM Wizard Black’s head exploded. Abel stepped back to avoid the blood that was spurting out. He sat on the ground and breathed heavily. In just a few seconds, Abel was completely out of mana. At the beginning of the “conversation” they were having, Abel tried to lower Wizard Black’s guard. He then tried to scare him by using Morton’s reputation. For the killing blow, he used his balls-breaking kick, which was finished by several fireballs to the head. As fast as the encounter was, he did gain a lot of experience during this encounter. After calming himself down a little, Abel stood up and looked for things from the headless body. As Morton told him, every official wizard had their own space bag. As it turned out, Wizard Black was no exception. Abel looked into the space bag with his Power of the Will. Because its owner just died, it was easy for him to open it. Inside were tens of crystal cores, as well as several runes with both attack and defense functions. He counted the runes. There were 11 of them for attack and 3 for defense. If Wizard Black had the time to use more than one defense rune, it would be Abel, who’s going to have his head blown up by now. Abel also found four pieces of sheep parchment scrolls. Since the space bag was not too big, the wizards would only use them to carry basic necessities. Abel took out the four parchments. There were recipes for making two types of potions, one for recovery and one for providing nutrition. The “recovery potion” was meant for recovering one’s stamina. After drinking it, one could regain some of the stamina that was lost for a short amount of time. The “nutrition potion” could be used as an alternative form of diet. Once consumed, one would have no need to eat or drink for a long period of time. Abel looked at the two recipes. Morton never taught him about these kinds of potions. Disappointingly, he wasn’t sure if he could ever make any use of them. For the other two parchment scrolls, one was a house deed for a certain location in the Kingdom of St. Ellis. Abel had never heard of this country before. The parchment paper was glowing with the magic wave, something that Abel had never seen before. Quickly, he decided to look at the last parchment scroll. It was a guide for making a certain type of magic circle, which meant that one of the two cards inside the bag was for activating the magic circle. The magic circle was called the “Seclusion circle.” Once set up in open space, it would completely separate a small area from its surroundings. Abel was a bit happy. He didn’t expect to find a way to control the seclusion circle so quickly. After taking out the card that as meant for monitoring the circle, he did as the parchment scroll showed him and deactivated the space that was trapping him inside. The giant tree disappeared as soon as the circle was switched off. Instead, a small, round plate was on the ground in front of Abel. It was about the size of his palm and had all sorts of runes written on it. When the middle-aged wizard looked down, he screamed as he saw the headless corpse lying on the ground. He tried to run, but no man could run faster than a fireball. Immediately, his backlit on fire after Abel shot a fireball towards his back. Eventually, the scream became less and less audible as the man was burnt to his death. ‘Who used their spells here?’ a familiar figure flashed before Abel. “O honorable wizard, a dark wizard just attacked me! I had to cast my own spells to kill him.” Abel bowed to the wizard in front of him. It was a young wizard who was wearing a very fancy robe. He had a golden card in his hand. According to what Abel heard from Carlos, it must be the key to activating the circle that could teleport regular wizards. “Interesting. A rank two apprentice wizard killed a rank four apprentice wizard,” the young wizard said as he examined the headless corpse on the ground. While the body was without its head, the clothes were obviously Wizard Black’s belongings. Wizard Black was a rank seven wizard, who was early to an exchange meeting for official wizards. The young wizard couldn’t help but ask again. “Did you really kill this man?”

Chapter 142 - Returning To The Magic Tower Chapter 142: Returning to the Magic Tower “Sir. This dark wizard tried to trap me inside his seclusion circle. He wanted to kill me!’ Abel said. “Impossible!” The young wizard couldn’t believe what Abel said. If a rank two apprentice wizard fought against a rank seven apprentice wizard. There was just no way that the latter would lose. From the young wizard’s perspective, judging from how the body had lost its head, Wizard Black must’ve taken a fireball to the mouth. It was hard to imagine how such a scenario could happen, but all the evidence was here. As for the rank four apprentice wizard, he died from having his back burnt from a fire element spell. The young wizard threw a cautious look at Abel. While scanning Abel from top to bottom, he realized that a portal bag and a circle plate were lying on the ground. Just when his mind was about to be taken over by greed, the tree token on Abel’s waist had him thinking twice. After all, he was not the headless corpse that was lying on the ground. He wasn’t one yet, at least. He had a bright future ahead of him, which he should not risk losing because he tried to piss off Wizard Morton. “I understand now. You can pick up what you want from them. I’ll take the bodies,” the young wizard said with a smile, then watched enviously as Abel took everything from Wizard Black. Even all of the rank four apprentice wizard’s belongings were taken. When Abel was done, all that was left for the young wizard were two magic gold cards that could not be transferred at all. “Keep these magic gold cards,” the young wizard said while trying to be nice, “I’ll tell the Wizard Union to contact the Bank of the Holy Continent. What they’ll do is to force a bank transfer from Wizard Black to your account. Is that okay with you? All you need to do is to take these two cards and give them to Wizard Morton.” Regardless of what methods Abel used, the young wizard respected him for killing a wizard that was way above his league. Besides, Abel was a disciple of Wizard Morton, which was, by no means, a title that should be ignored. In fact, Abel did feel some malice from the young wizard. When he felt it, however, it didn’t remain for too long. Perhaps it’s because Morton was mentioned. All that ill intention just then was quickly turned into a sense of admiration. “Thank you for the advice. When my teacher asks about what happened today, I’m going to say something good about you,” Abel saluted to the young wizard. Abel then left happily with the loot that he retrieved. The young wizard, too, left with the two dead bodies. When the two were gone, a figure appeared from where they were talking. It was Wizard Morton. Morton saw the blood on the ground. He thought it was a good idea to get Abel here for some training. He wanted to teach him about how dangerous it was in the world of wizards. He had no idea that Wizard Black would have a seclusion circle, though. Abel was lucky (or just really smart) to have handled all that on his own. When Morton realized that Abel was trapped inside the seclusion circle, he pretty much just gave up on rescuing him. Even for him, breaking a seclusion circle was not a quick and easy job. Instead, Morton planned to kill the dark wizard as soon as the circle was deactivated. Abel killed not only the rank four apprentice wizard but also headshot the rank seven dark wizard. As the situation changed so quickly, Morton decided not to show up at all. If he did appear and spoke to Abel, Abel might just rely on others to save him during his future adventures. After seeing that Abel was safe, Morton teleported himself back to Caral City. Since his guardian circle was at a much higher level than the wizard women, no one noticed that he had left his tower. “Abel came back!” Camille smiled at Abel. He’s in a pretty mood. He probably made some good deals when Abel was out. “What did you buy, Abel?” Carlos asked. “Some crystals cores,” Abel said abruptly. He didn’t want to talk too much about it. He wanted to see his teacher first. “How much did you buy it for? Were you ripped off?” Carlos asked with concern. “Not when I am getting from you,” Abel laughed. “Well, you’re pretty sensible for saying that,” Carlos patted his chest, “You know, I do know a lot about everything that goes on in a market.” “Yeah, yeah. Come on, pack your things. We’re going back now,” Camille said. Carlos said as he packed up the few rune cards that he had on the rack, “Don’t be like that, man! You know, I did buy a material that was worth twenty gold coins for just ten.” “Well, why don’t you talk about the time you spent 100 gold coins for a piece of junk?” “Er…that was just a mistake!” ……. Abel heard their conversation. He was delighted. As the three went on with their conversation, they came in front of the teleportation circle. “I’ll pay for transportation this time,” Camillie rushed in. Abel chose not to argue with her. As for Carlos, he just pretended that he was looking at the scenery around them. After the wizard activated the transportation circle, a bolt of white lightning took them to their destination. “We are back! Nothing feels better than your own home, am I alright? Carlos shouted in excitement whilst trying to recover from his headache. “Fair enough,” Abel replied. Just when he stepped out from the circle, he could hear Wizard Morton calling for him from downstairs. “Come here, Abel,” Morton called. Abel thought to himself as he quickly said goodbye to Camillie and Carlos, could Wizard Morton have known about Caral City already? Man, the wizards sure had a good network system . “You looking for me, Sir?” Abel asked as he went to level 11 from level 10. When he arrived, Wizard Morton was already waiting for him. “You did very well at Caral city. Actually, you did much better than I thought,” Morton smiled. There was just no way that Abel could hide about what he did. Now, all the wizards in the other three Duchies knew about how he, a rank two apprentice wizard, has successfully murdered a rank seven dark wizard. Wizard Morton was a proud man now, much prouder than he already was before. “You knew about it already, Sir?” Abel replied whilst scratching his head. He did see this coming, but he was still pretty surprised that Morton could know about it so quickly. In fact, the news came faster to Morton than he did. What Abel didn’t know was that Wizard Morton was protecting him behind the scenes the entire time. While students wanted to find a good teacher, good teachers wanted to find good students. Because of how talented Abel was, Morton had to put in extra effort to look after him. Abel took out the portal bag and gave it to Morton, “This is what I got from that dark wizard. Please, accept this gift on my behalf.” Instead of taking the portal bag, Wizard Morton just stood there with a “proud dad” look on his face. What Abel did was very touching for him. When he got his first portal bag, he was hugging it in his sleep. Abel, though, he decided to give it away to thank his teacher. “Keep it. Actually, look for anything that could be used to identify its owner. If there is, I’ll go search for the magic tower he’s at,” Morton said with a smile. “You mean this?” Abel asked as he gave a card to Wizard Morton. He had no idea what the card was for.

Chapter 143 - A House Deed Chapter 143: A House Deed Morton took the sign for looking, then smiled, “Just as I thought. This is the main control card for the magic tower at the Duchy of Keyen. In case you didn’t know where the Duchy of Keyen is, it’s north, and it shares a border with the Duchy of Koror and the Duchy of Laka.” Abel took out the house deed and passed it, “According to this sheet of paper, there’s supposed to be a house to be collected in the Kingdom of Ellis. Do you know where that is, sir?” “A house in the Liante City? Where did you find this deed?” Morton said, then tried to feel the magic wave emitted from it for a second time, “This is not a fake. As long as you have this house deed, the house is yours to collect regardless of your status.” Wizard Morton added, “And about where the Kingdom of Ellis is. You see, within the territories that are claimed by the humans, there are seven duchies in total on the Holy Continent. With the Duchy of Carmel being one of them, there is also the Duchy of Koror, the Kingdom of Laka, the Duchy of Keyen, the Duchy of Tex and the Duchy of Larvid.” “Together, these seven duchies formed a union with the Kingdom of St. Ellis, which is just enough to form a triangular balance between the Kingdom of St. Anwall and the Kingdom of St. Pierre. There are a bunch of other small duchies, of course, but basically, there’s a triangular relationship between different factions in the human world. And while they compete against each other, they also need each other to survive against the powerful Orc Empire.” Wizard Morton looked back at the house deed in his hands, “It says Liante City here. Liante City is right in the center of the Kingdom of St. Paul, the Kingdom of St. Anwall, and the Kingdom of St. Ellis. This city belongs to three kingdoms, and they manage it together. Many years ago, it was once the center of the human world. If I was 200 years younger than I am now, this deed would’ve had me very interested.” Morton returned the house deed to Abel, “Remember, this house deed is very precious. Do not let others know you have it. Many young wizards dream of living inside Liante City, but without their own house deeds, they could only stay for up to ten days. Liante City is a place for fulfilling dreams, but only a few are lucky enough to be a part of it.” This house deed was just like an ID card without a name. It was absolutely for one to be allowed in certain places. Strange though. How did Wizard Black manage to get something like this? What Abel didn’t know was that everything was very expensive in Liante City. If Wizard Black did go there without his salary from his duchy, he would have to hunt for spiritual beasts in the Budapest Mountain Range if he wanted to make a living. That being said, the smart thing to do for him was obviously to stay inside the duchy. “This deed will be very helpful for you when you become an official wizard, Abel. You’ll need it when you want to go to Liante City,” Morton said. “Thank you, sir!” Abel bowed. While his head was still down, Morton had already sent him back to the tenth floor. Morton took out the control card of his magic tower. In a blink of an eye, he teleported himself to the portal down on the first floor. Then proceeded to vanish from the building. Abel did not back to his room. Instead, he left the building with his status card. Today, he wanted to find the wizard apprentices that he was looking for. If he did, living in the magic tower would be a lot easier for him. “Mr. Abel is coming!” Unlike the first time that Abel came to the Morton Magic Tower, everyone showed a lot more respect for him. Not only were their eyes more focused when they noticed him, but they also bowed to him when he was walking past them. By this point, everybody knew what “sir” Abel was looking for. Since he didn’t have his own disciples, he was going to do some scouting around the magic tower. Abel wasn’t going to pay too much attention to these people, though. In just a while, he walked towards the front entrance of the Yvelines Magic Tower. “Good day to you, Master Abel!” a bunch of people greeted from every direction. Abel still didn’t care. Instead, he just kept looking for the fat figure amongst the crowd. Yes, Finkle. He was always so easy to find when the people around him were so thin. “Come here, Finkle,” Abel called out. Finkle gave Abel a bow, “Anything I can help you with, Sir Abel?” “Yes, actually,” Abel smiled, “I need someone trustworthy to help me with some daily chores. I don’t know a lot of people, though. What do you think if I were to ask you to become my personal assistant?” “Am I competent enough for you, sir?” Finkle asked cautiously, despite the excitement that’s shown from his expressions. Abel nodded as he took out a status card from his pocket, “You can come if you want.” “You said yes? Oh, dear, you actually did!” Finkle suddenly shouted. For a moment there, he looked kind of dumbfounded with Abel’s request, but after being granted access from the first to the ninth floor of Abel’s magic tower, he was literally on his toes because of how happy he was. Finkle quickly gave himself a slap on the cheek. He wanted to make sure that he wasn’t dreaming. “Thank you, Mr. Abel, I will do my best for you!” he exclaimed as he thanked Abel for another few times. Finkle carefully took the status card from Abel’s hand. After giving it a long, careful look, he slowly put it in his pocket. When he did, he gave another bow towards Abel. Abel laughed as he saw the palmprint on Finkle’s face, “You better enter that magic tower after the mark disappears. I don’t want my friends to think that I was the one who hit you.” “Sure, sure,” Fink nodded again and again. “Welcome, Abel! What brought you here today?” Wizard Sam walked out as he opened up the door to the Yvelines Magic Tower. “When did you come back, Uncle Sam?” Abel asked. Ever since the last time he saw Sam, Sam has been going out for the last several months. He didn’t come back once during those times. “Let’s have a seat inside first, Abel,” Sam invited Abel over as he saw the people standing outside. For Abel, the tower seemed both familiar and strange to him at the same time. After sitting himself in the guest room inside the main hall, he saw two apprentices that were doing some cleanup. Their names were Ethan and Sam. When they saw Abel, they quickly went to him and gave their greetings. “No need to be so formal around me,” Abel said as he remembered how nice Cody was to him in the past, “Thank you for taking care of me back then, Cody. If you have anything you want help with, just come visit me in the Morton Magic Tower.” “That’s fine, Abel, but I’ve got Cody’s back when he needs it,” Sam said, then let out a loud laugh. “Thank you, Master Abel,” Cody said with a somewhat stern look on his face. For him, it must’ve been difficult to see how things would turn out so differently between him and Abel. They were both apprentices just a few months ago. And if Abel wasn’t so grateful as to return the favor of his help back then, he wouldn’t have so much support by now. On the other hand, Ethan seemed kind of disappointed that Abel didn’t mention him. Since Abel didn’t say anything about him, Sam’s probably going to think that he bullied Abel before or something. Life was going to be hard from now on , Ethan thought to himself. Whilst showing no care with what the two apprentices were thinking, Ethan, shooed them away with his hand. He then turned towards Abel, “How are you doing at the Morton Tower?” “I was just promoted to being a rank two novice wizard,” Abel replied in the most direct way that he knew. Because of how close Sam was to him, he had no need to lie here. “Dear Spirit! Really?” Sam said in surprise. If anything, he was the one who taught Abel how to train through meditation. He knew how long the routine was going to take, but four months? Genius would be an understatement here. As though afraid of letting someone else hear it, Sam whispered something to Abel, “You know, um. Master Yveline knew how fast it took for you to become a rank one novice wizard. Even now, he’s still mad that he gave you away to Master Morton.”

Chapter 144 - Wizard Yveline Chapter 144: Wizard Yveline Abel suddenly understood that Wizard Yveline was probably in the magic tower this time. That was why Sam spoke so quietly. “Sam, are you saying bad words about me?” a voice came from their back, making Sam shake his hand. “Teacher, how are you today!” Sam stood up from his chair and greeted him. Abel stood up as well as Sam did. He was surprised because the man that Sam called him the teacher was pretty young. Sam was in his forties. He became a trainee wizard twenty years ago. His teacher should be at least 60 years old. He should be, but…? “You must be Abel,” the Yveline Wizard said as he touched his face, “I can see that you’re surprised. Wizards don’t just live longer, you see. Their appearance change when they’ve reached about 150 years of age. If you have become a wizard at 20 years old, like me, you can keep your face even when you’re 130 years old.” That didn’t add up. If Wizard Yveline could be a formal wizard before he was thirty, why was he still a level-6 wizard during all this time? It’s hard to find the right answer to that question. Whatever this man was saying, he must be hiding some secrets behind him. Abel should start worrying about himself, though. If he became a formal wizard soon, he would have to look like a child for a very, very long time. “Sir, if a minor becomes a wizard, will he never grow up?” “You’re so confident!” Wizard Yveline laughed, “Take it easy, boy. If the situation you described happens, your body would grow until it’s fully developed.” Wizard Yveline knew what he thought. Abel was embarrassed and touched his head. “Abel, I’m very regretful.” Wizard Yveline continued, “Morton just talked to me because he wants his own wizard apprentice. I didn’t know before, but you are a genius. If I knew earlier, I would’ve never let you go.” “What about me, Sir?” Sam interrupted because he just had to. “Shut your trap, Sam! You’re worthless compared to him! Worthless! Do you hear me?” Wizard Yveline’s face reddened as he shouted at Sam, then toned down a little as he noticed Abel’s reaction, “Abel is far stronger than you. He killed Wizard Black, a rank 7 dark wizard all by himself! If you can do the same, Sam, I will be just as proud of you as I am for Abel.” “Don’t worry, sir!” Sam said jokingly, “I’ll kill any rank seven dark wizard when I become a formal wizard. If you tell me the names on your list, sir, I’ll get their heads for you soon enough.” How far the gossip spreads , Abel thought. The murder he committed was in Caral City, but the news spread in just a few hours. A level-7 dark wizard appeared in the four normally-peaceful duchies. That alone was already big news. But more shocking yet, he was killed by a rank two novice wizard. Such news was simply impossible to hide. In just several minutes, many of Wizard Yveline’s friends came and told him about it. Wizard Yveline punched Sam in the head, then pointed towards Abel, “You see that boy? Do you see that? That’s goddamn genius right there! He’s your nephew, and your NEPHEW defeated a level-7 wizard today!” Sam finally shut up. Instead of making any more smart remarks, he just looked at Abel with his mouth open. The more that he had thought about what Wizard Yveline was saying, the more he was stunned by how talented Abel as. Wizard Yvaline gave a lighter smack at Sam, “Look at yourself, Sam? Do you look like a wizard? Talk to me, damn it! Are you a wizard?” Abel explained in a soft voice, “Uh, to be fair, the dark wizard I killed didn’t know that that I’m also an immediate knight. He should’ve never got close to me, but he didn’t know better.” “What! You’re an immediate knight?” Sam’s jaw dropped even further. He couldn’t believe how much of a genius Abel was. “Would you stop being so humble, Abel?” Wizard Yveline sighed, “Either that, or you should start learning more about dark wizards. Even elite knights are a piece of cake for them. Yes, I am talking about close-range combat.” Abel argued as he acted out what he did back then, “I also used some tricks, too. I told him who my teacher was, and I kicked him in the groins as he thought about whether he should attack me or not.” Look at those thick leg muscles. As Abel showed how he destroyed Wizard Black’s balls, both Yveline Wizard and Sam closed their legs together. They felt sympathy for the pain that Wizard Black had suffered, and they also praised Abel for his quick-wittedness. Level-7 dark wizards were different from those who do experiments at magic towers. They were all deadly assassins, which would make sure that their target was dead every time they attack. Yet, despite all that, Wizard Black was still defeated. Abel explained it as being lucky, but Wizard Yveline didn’t think so. “Abel, you’re Sam’s nephew. That means we are family. Though you are not living here, Morton and I are close friends. We always welcome you to come over here.” Wizard Yveline took out a status card to Abel. Abel looked at the status card in doubt, wondering if he could accept it. Sam laughed, “Just take it, Abel, this is a VIP guest card. You can get an extra one in the future if you want.” Wizard Yveline laughed, “There are supposed to be two of these at each magic tower. Because of how small our tower is, we don’t get a lot of VIPs coming to visit us. Just take it. Since you are a part of our family, you can come and leave as you want.” Abel took this card and thanked Wizard Yveline, “Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Wizard Yveline.” Wizard Yveline had his pwn plans. For him, Abel was a very profitable investment, and as long as he was alive, he could be a very significant figure on the Holy Continent. By handing Abel the VIP guest card now, the Yveline Magic Tower might be under his care in the future. “I’ll let you two talk amongst yourselves now, ” Wizard Yveline stood up and laughed his way towards the stairs. Sam and Abel stood up as well and saluted him until he came up the stair. “It’s getting late, Uncle. I need to go back,” Abel said. It’s not like he didn’t want to bond with Uncle Sam here, but he also wanted to check some of the treasures in his Kong Kong spiritual beast bag. “Sure. Your welcome to come over here if you’re free. Remember to use your VIP guest card,” Sam replied. As a wizard apprentice himself, he knew how precious time was. Sam came with Abel to the door. Once Abel went out, he could see Finkle waiting for him. “Why are you still here, Finkle?” Abel said “Sir, I can’t leave without your order,” Fink replied with a somewhat smug look on his face. Abel said as he waved his hands, “You can go to the 9th floor and study at the apprentice room, I won’t stay in the magic tower tonight.” Come to think of it…maybe Finkle wasn’t the best candidate to become my wizard apprentice, Abel thought to himself.

Chapter 145 - Back To The Tent Chapter 145: Back to the Tent When Abel went back to the Triumph Boulevard, he saw Lorraine training a warhorse that he had once rode. Ever since Black Wind was in the house, he decided to let Lorraine have his horse. “Stretch your left leg, Lillac; Not your right,” Lorraine said. She was training her horse to do a dance move. “You are a good trainer, Loraine. I didn’t think that it’s going to be this fast for you to train this horse to do dressages.” Abel was glad with the way that Loraine was spending her time. As an elf, it was hard for her to integrate into human society, let alone with other upper-class human females. Since Loraine wasn’t very interested, to begin with, she spent her time with the warhorse that Abel gave her “Abel, you’re back!” Lorraine called out, then threw the reins back to Marcy, the family trainer. She ran to grab Abel’s arms. “Sir,” Marcy took the rein and bowed to Abel. “Marcy, thank you for training this horse,” Abel smiled. “Sir, I have done very little. Miss Lorraine is very talented. After I taught her some of the basics, she completely did all the training by herself.” “Can elves speak with animals, Loraine?” Abel asked as he knew very little about elves. “Some of them can. Not all of them, though,” Lorraine said. She didn’t look like she wanted to go into the details. Abel changed the topic, “Marcy, would you mind training Lillac a bit more?” On the road towards the restaurant with Lorraine, Abel had thought quite a lot to himself. Not only was his closest friend, Black Wind, very friendly to Loraine, White Cloud also seemed to like her very much. She was probably born with some special abilities which, according to herself, was very rare amongst the elves. In terms of combat capabilities, the druids were the strongest amongst the elves. As children of nature, they could manipulate both the forces of nature and their mana. They could control fire, soil, and wind. Due to their eternal pact with mother nature, they also could rule over beasts and plants. They could summon eagles, wolves, vines, and even elves that were in the elemental class. Lastly, they could shapeshift into other creatures, such as a big bear or a terrible wolf. There were two conditions to becoming a druid — first, the power of the Will. Second, one must be close to animals. Judging from how fast Loraine learns, Abel could tell that her power of the Will was much stronger than the others. And all the signs up till now was suggesting that she was very, very good with animals. That didn’t make sense, though. If she was so talented at such an early age, how did the humans capture her in the first place? How did she ever become a slave? While there were a lot of questions inside Abel’s head, he would not ask them until he has sent Lorraine back to the elves. If Loraine didn’t want to talk about it, he wasn’t going to force her. After dinner, Abel decided to spend some time with Loraine. He apologized to her for not spending enough time together, and after getting some food from Ken, he went back to his room. It wasn’t just Loraine. Abel, too, had a lot of secrets that he couldn’t share with others. Even if he was going to share them, he had to do it after he became strong enough to bear the consequences. In his room, Abel took out the board for his seclusion circle. In the center of this rune-filled board, there was a fire magic stone. Abel scanned this stone with his power of the Will. About half of the gemstone’s mana was gone. As it turned out, the gemstone was a battery for activating the seclusion circle. Besides the magic stones he synthesized himself, this was the second fine magic stone that he had ever seen. The first one was from his wizard teacher, who gave one to his classmates as a reward for her breakthrough. As long as it was a fine gemstone that was powering the circle board, Abel didn’t need to worry that the circle was going to have a power shortage. In his Kong Kong spiritual beast bag, there were loads of the same stones that he synthesized with his Horadric Cube. After placing the board in the middle of the room, Abel took out the activation card for the seclusion circle. Soon, numerous giant trees appeared around him. With the seclusion circle under his possession, no one was going to know about his Scrolls of Town Portal. No one was going to find out about any one of his secrets. Whether it’s the defensive circle that was in the city or the wizards that were doing their daily patrols, no one was going to know what he was doing inside his seclusion circle. Abel took out the Scrolls of Town Portal from his Horadric Cube. As he inserted his power of the Will into it, a portal appeared in front of him. After stepping into it, Abel started to feel dizzy, but it didn’t take much time for him to recover from it. It was the morning at the Rogues’ Encampment. Abel sat cross-legged on the ground and took out some of his battle trophies in the Kong Kong spiritual beast bag. Pretty soon, the ground was filled with the floor tiles that were once made with meditation jade. Abel also had the jade pillow taken out, but after noticing how dirty the ground was, he decided to set up his “Akara’s tent” first. Inside Akara’s tent, there was a stone alchemy bench, some empty wooden racks, a wooden drawing table, and a wooden chair. After taking all these into his Kong Kong spiritual beast bag, Abel started placing the meditation jade tiles on the floor. Because of how big the tent was, Abel decided to separate the spaces with some wooden racks. He then moved the ambergris timber bed, chair, and table over here. From this point onward, the newly decorated “Akara’s tent” was going to be his private resting spot. One half for resting. One half for alchemy experiments. This was just a temporary set-up. After learning how to make his magic circles, Abel could try completely cutting off the experiment area to the resting area. If he could do that, whatever experiment he might be doing, he could make sure that it wouldn’t affect his resting spot. Morton wasn’t going to teach him, however. He wasn’t good at brewing potions, nor was he good at performing alchemy. After re-decorating the tent, Abel went outside to have a look. While the tent looked about 2.5 meters tall and 3 meters in diameter, he wasn’t sure if he could pack it up. As he tried, he noticed how easy it was to leave his power of the Will on the tent. Since the tent’s original owner was lone gone, it was effortless for him to declare ownership to it.

Chapter 146 - Frozen Armor Chapter 146: Frozen Armor It worked. The Akara’s tent was connected with Abel’s power of the Will. And along with that, Abel managed to learn how to control the canvas itself. He tapped on one of the support points of the tent, and it quickly contracted itself like an umbrella. It was too big for him to pack it up before, but now he could hold it in his own hands. Abel wanted to wrap up the tent with his power of the Will. He tried to put it inside the Kong Kong spiritual beast bag, but the bag didn’t show any reaction. He tried the private storage box instead, and the tent quickly went in. Abel got a little surprised. He didn’t expect the Akara’s tent to be packed up so easily. Not only was it big, but it also contained a lot of various items. Since he couldn’t go inside the Kong Kong spiritual beast bag, he didn’t know how big that was. Yet, he did spend a lot of time inside the Akara’s tent himself, so he knew how spacious it was. Just to be sure, Abel took out the Akara’s tent again and activated it with his mana. Soon, the tent slowly opened itself up. As he went in, he noticed that everything was the same as before. The private storage box had nothing to do with what happens inside the tent. Instead of closing up the tent again, Abel decided to walk towards the rest spot that he built. While sitting on the chair that was made of ambergris timber, he took out his sheep parchment scroll and started reading about the “frozen armor” spell. Since he had a similar experience with the “fireball” spell, Abel managed to figure out how to draw the runes for “frozen armor” in just eight days. While the initial activation time for fireball was two minutes, it was three minutes for the frozen armor spell. This was because the frozen armor spell was more complicated than the fireball spell. After finishing with the rune drawing, Abel began to chant out in the noble tongue of the elves, “O the Ice elf! Use your divine power to weave a pure white armor around me!” As he spoke, the rune pattern he drew started glowing in white. The Horadric Cube on his right arm started reflecting a dark gold light, which somehow made the rune pattern larger than it originally was. Eventually, an armor glowing in frost appeared around Abel’s body. Watching as the Horadric Cube glowed in dark gold light, Abel felt like his effort was worth it. The frozen armor rune pattern he drew was recognized by the Horadric Cube. After spending eight days on it, his work finally paid off. Skill: Frozen armor Description: Increase your defense while freezing your enemies when they hit you Mana cost: 7 Defense bonus: 25% Spell Duration: 108 seconds Freeze duration: 1.1 seconds Current skill level: 0 Progress till the next level: 1/5000 After Abel finished reading the skill description, the frozen armor on him exploded and vanished in the air. Abel tried to draw a frozen armor pattern again. As he lifted his finger in the air, the skill tree in his Horadric Cube was being activated. Suddenly, a voice came to ask him inside his head, “Do you want to activate your “frozen armor” spell with your skill tree?” “Yes,” Abel thought, and a complete rune pattern suddenly appeared in his right hand. Without even doing the enchantments, the rune pattern started sucking mana out of him on its own, and soon, a set of frozen armor appeared around his body. Abel felt safe as the chilling sensation of the “frozen armor” surrounded him. He’s finally got a defensive spell of his own. While it was only effective in close-range combat, he didn’t think that long-range attacks would do a lot of damage to him. He was an intermediate knight, after all. Besides, he could use golden combat qi. Sure, even if regular long-range attacks would be a threat to him, he could always take out his magic shield from his portal bag. There was a downturn in using the frozen armor, however. Its mana cost was way too high, at about seven points in less than two minutes. If Akara could be resurrected after all these years, he would love her to make some blue-quality mana potions for him to use. If only the hell creatures outside had their own potions. That’d be so nice, Abel thought. As long as he could loot enough potions from the fallen, he could practice his spells as much as he liked to. As dangerous as that might be, it sounded like a much better choice than to study alone inside his lab. From his calculation, Abel could tell that he had two more days left. Because of how fast his body was growing due to puberty, he could no longer fit inside his blue armor. Abel stayed at Rogue’s Encampment every night. While his body would revert back to its original state when he left the dark world, the strain his body received during training would stay. As a result, not only was he starting to get a bigger appetite every single day, but he was also starting to grow at a much faster rate. The blue armor was originally 1.7 to 1.8 meters tall. Since Abel was about 1.9 meters tall now, he became oversized for it. That being said, it was good to have the “frozen armor” spell instead of making new armor according to his new body size. The next time he was making his own armor, so he thought he would have to wait for his body to stop getting taller first. So far, the only equipment Abel could use as a shield, an ice magic sword, and a knight’s lance that could bump his enemies away. As he realized that he had no way to launch a long-range attack, he took out his Harry Bow. Ever since Abel became a knight, he had hardly used the Harry bow at all. Although it was strong enough to kill both beginner and intermediate knights instantaneously, he was already strong enough to take on advanced knights in a one-on-one fight. While the Harry Bow did kill about a hundred or so worgens before, it was not a very useful tool now. Apart from drawing his enemies to him, there really wasn’t any use for it. As a knight, having a good sword, a shield, a knight lance, and a good bow were important. Yet, even as a master blacksmith, Abel was afraid that he couldn’t find a suitable bow for himself. For someone as strong him, he would need a super sturdy bow–one that could satisfy his 4,000-pound strength. As he contemplated to himself, Abel walked into the Bloor Moor once more. This time, he decided that he wouldn’t wear any armor. To stop the quill rats from ambushing him, he had to detect them first with his power of the Will, which, at his current level, had a range as far as 16 meters in radius. If the enemies were outside the 16-meter radius, he would have to depend on his fight instinct as an intermediate knight. Abel really wanted to become an advanced knight now. After fighting some elite knights himself, he knew how much keener their sense of danger as compared to intermediate knights. If he managed to become an advanced knight himself, he would have a much higher survival rate inside the Bloor Moor that he was in now. Noo! As he concentrated on his power of the Will, Abel could tell that a thorn was shot towards him. He quickly picked up his magic shield, which made the flying thorn bounced off it. He stuck his ice magic sword in the ground, lifted his finger, and launched a fireball towards a quill rat that was about twenty meters away from him. The mouse gave a terrible shriek when it was hit. Yet, in Abel’s view, the wound was not very serious. In fact, as the quill rat was just about to be burnt to its death, a blue light flashed across it and quickly extinguished the flames.

Chapter 147 - Solid Defense Chapter 147: Solid Defense Abel frowned. There’s something odd about this quill rat. Maybe it was a pack leader. Talk about back luck. He didn’t expect to see one right after getting out of the Rogue’s Encampment. It wasn’t the worst situation to be in, though. Whether it was a pack leader or not, quill rats were the weakest hell creatures out there. The one Abel encountered just now was only a little bit harder to kill. Yeah, “harder to kill” as in it could be killed with five fireballs. Wait a second. If it’s just an ordinary quill rat, it could be killed with one or two fireballs that’s not even upgraded. Abel’s fireball was in level seven. If he had to use five of them to kill this pack leader, that means it was already stronger than a knight’s commander in terms of its defensive capability. The leader one used its final strength to let out a loud, terrible squeak, which spread far away from the Blood Moor. Just to be safe, Abel threw another fireball at the dying rat. A dark shadow flew over the quill rat’s corpse. It was then absorbed into the Horadric Cube on his right arm. Although Abel was sure that it was dead, he didn’t let his guard down at all. If anything, his power of the Will was telling him that danger was coming. Suddenly, the ground started shaking. There was a giant horde of creatures moving towards Abel. Abel was nervous, of course. He took out his shield and prepared to withdraw, but as he heard the many, many, many squeaks in the air, he gave up on the idea of retreating. “Solid Defense!” Abel screamed, and his golden combat qi surrounded his shield, which was then connected to the ground below him. Dang Dang Dang Dang DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANG DANGDANGDANDANGDANGDANGDDANDANDANDA…… There were hundreds of quill rats shooting thorns at Abel. It was literally a rain of spikes. As the shield was not large enough, it could only cover some key components of his body. Fortunately, however, Abel used the Bennett family’s secret knights technique, “solid defense” just in time. As his shield was connected to the ground, he created a barrier large enough to cover up his entire body. When was this attack ever going to end? While they weren’t doing a lot of damage to Abel, he had to use up a lot of his combat qi to guard against them. Actually, it was the first time that he felt like he didn’t have enough combat qi in him. This was a very rare discovery for him because his qi core was much larger (many times over, even) than that of any ordinary knight. This just couldn’t go on. While connecting to his private storage box with his power of the Will, Abel reached for the improved version of his 130 skill exploding big sword. As it instantly appeared in his hand, he threw it as far towards his front as he could. Although he couldn’t see anything outside the shield, his power of the Will would tell him everything. “3, 2, 1, Boom!” As Abel counted, a huge explosion followed. With some metal shards in them, a huge amount of soil splattered on his shield. If he wasn’t using his “solid defense,” he would’ve been gravely injured there. He did have to use up a large amount of his combat qi in such a short time, but still. In a split second, a large number of shadows rushed into the Horadric Cube. This time, Abel made sure that these shadows belonged to the souls of quill rats. Just now, there wasn’t any attack coming from the direction that he threw his exploding big sword at. Without giving it too much thought, another exploding big sword appeared in Abel’s hand. As he felt an attack coming from a certain direction, he just threw it towards there. Boom. And again. Boom. The rest of the pack was still attacking. Were these creatures not afraid of death? As Abel’s combat qi was about to run, his last explosive sword appeared in his hand. Boom. While the exploding big sword could do both physical and fire damage, Abel still had to throw out four of them before he was able to clear off his enemies. When he was done, the world around him was back to being quiet. He couldn’t feel any attack on his shield. The Horadric Cube was like a bottomless container, silently absorbing the countless souls that Abel has just claimed. After letting out a sigh of relief, Abel finally withdrew his magic shield. There was a pile of dead quill rats in front of him. While most of them were turned into mush, some of them were still half-alive. Abel picked up his ice magic sword and killed the struggling ones. To his discovery, the neck was the vital spot of these rats. As soon as he poked his blade in their necks, these rats would stop struggling almost immediately. Suddenly, the power of the Will warned Abel that a long thorn was coming at him, to which Abel raised the shield and deflected it. After that, he threw the ice magic sword and nailed the quill rat that was attacking him to the ground. Abel stretched out his right index finger. As he shot out a fireball, it quickly killed that rat as it was struggling on the ground. While it was already injured, it would’ve died to this level 7 fireball even if it was in perfect condition. As it turned out, fireballs were more convenient than the ice magic sword if Abel wanted to clear off these quill rats. As he started tapping with his right hand’s fingers, he continued to hit the quill rats that were trying to make an escape. This was a slaughter. The quill rats that had completely lost their ability to fight back. When Abel’s mana ran out, he picked up the ice magic sword and continued to kill these quill rats. He got good at it. It was like picking oysters out of their shells. By inserting his blade into the rat’s neck, he could easily separate the head from the body. He was doing all of this with the guide of his power of the Will, of course. As many souls entered into his right arm, a dark golden light flashed out from the Horadric Cube. Instead of opening the cube right away, Abel decided to hurry up and kill all the remaining quill rats first. After he was done, he quickly opened up the cube with his finger. Inside the Horadric Cube, there was the Tome of Town Portal, private storage box, and the kong kong spiritual beast bag. Nothing was lost. “What’s this?” Abel said as he found a dark golden crystal bottle at the corner of the cube. He used the power of the Will to take it in his hand. It was a wide-based crystal bottle, and by looking through the transparent glass that was used to make, Abel could see that the liquid inside had a dark golden shade to it. What kind of potion could be this color? Abel opened it as carefully as he could. The smell was kind of weird. Yet, regardless of how sketchy it seemed, a voice was telling him that he had to drink. It was his own soul. It was demanding that he had to drink this potion. If Abel had to guess, this potion must be synthesized by the quill rats that he killed, but if the Horadric Cube has just made drink made out of corrupted souls, would be safe actually to have a taste of it? Since the potion was in dark gold quality, the Horadric Cube just showed its name “soul potion” without any description.

Chapter 148 - The Soul Potion Chapter 148: The Soul Potion “Can I drink this? Should I? Abel was hesitant, but he trusted the Horadric Cube. After all, it gave him all the skills he had in this world. With that in mind, Abel poured the strange-smelling potion into his mouth. As he swallowed, Abel felt the blood rushing towards his brain. At this moment, his mind was like the CPU of a supercomputer, running faster and faster. All the knowledge he learned in the past few months, the 3rd-level, 4th-level, and 5th-level apprentice wizard’s rune, ‘fireball’ pattern, ‘frozen armor’ pattern, the noble tongue of the elves and so on, they had been reanalyzed by his brain — the two spell patterns, especially. After learning how to draw their rune patterns, he just kept using the Horadric Cube to cast them. It was convenient with the Horadric Cube’s skill tree, but the only way for him to memorize the patterns was to do them manually. Without the correct understanding of these runes, there was no way that he could learn the extended versions of them. The long noble tongue of the elves for issuing the spell was an important reason for limiting the speed. In Abel’s brain, a virtual Abel was using this tongue, and each ‘fireball’ pattern was reflected in his mind. As the virtual continuously issued the spells, he mastered the spell gradually. Inside Abel’s imagination, he would have an infinite amount of mana. Not only that, but the number of words he needed to chant out in the noble tongue of the elves was also reduced. It was cut from the original four sentences to three, to two, and finally just one sentence. As Abel imagined himself firing the fireball one by one, he tried to deconstruct the entire spell. He tried to alter the sentence structure of the spell enchantment, which, in the end, made it possible to activate the spell “fireball” with just the word “fireball.” Abel didn’t have to go so far to do this. The noble elves that invented this spell could’ve done the same thing, but they decided to add words of praise into the enchantments. They probably did this so that everyone would subconsciously praise them when the spells were activated. Next was the ‘frozen armor’ spell. When the frozen armor was placed on Abel (the imagined version), it automatically disappeared so that the virtual one could continue to perform it. Again and again, the spell was completely mastered by him. Just as he attempted to reduce the spell enchantment of this technique, his brain suddenly ended the simulation. The effect of the soul potion had passed. Abel felt like he just got a strong adrenaline rush, but it quickly reduced after a few minutes. This soul potion was very powerful. So powerful that it almost brought him into the state of realization. Like some sort of high-quality fuel, it forced his brain to exceed his limit to imagine and analyze things. Shockingly enough, Abel fully recharged his mana in a very short time. After realizing, he decided that he want to try the spell that he had just mastered. “Fireball!” As Abel said, his finger flicked in the air. In just spent half a second, a fireball was thrown from his hand. Yes, even without the help of the Horadric Cube. From what Uncle Sam told him, he had spent more than 20 years to decrease the speed of his fireball to 1.5 seconds. What Sam also told Abel was that the Yveline Wizard could release a fireball just half a second. Half a second was just as fast as Abel’s fireball just then. So, with just one bottle of the soul potion, Abel became as good as the Wizard Yveline. “O the Ice elf! Use your divine power to weave pure white armor around me!” Abel sang as he drew the pattern in the air. A second and half seconds later, a frozen armor was placed around him. Because the ‘frozen armor’ spell was more complicated than the fireball, the speed of the pattern drawing was much slower. And because Abel didn’t finish his simulation in time, the enchantment for this technique was not yet simplified. Abel was a bit unsatisfied, but under normal circumstances, each spell must be used for tens of years before their activation time could be reduced. He had reached the level of others who spent many years learning spells, which was already a remarkable achievement. That being said, there was always a chance for improvement. “Huh?” As Abel checked inside his head for the other progress that the soul potion has helped him to make, he found a small ball next to where his second-level novice wizard runes were. It was so small that he had almost missed it. Actually, how did it get inside his mind at all? When Abel used the power of the Will to examine it, he could see that this tiny ball was a part of him. With the infusion of the will power, this tiny ball seemed to come alive. Abel’s mouth opened wide. He found that there were two of himself, one looking at the ball and one looking out of the ball. Is this his soul? Or was it the original Abel that died when he was a kid? But didn’t their souls fuse already? The original Abel’s soul had traveled through time and merged with the current Abel’s soul. What was left behind was a small fragment of itself, and because of how small weak it was, it would disappear slowly over time. As it turned out, despite Abel using most of the soul potion for his training, some of the liquid was used to strengthen this tiny soul shard. Because of this, the shard was starting to share its mind with Abel. Like a new-born baby, it wasn’t capable of complex thoughts, but that was not to say that it wasn’t alive at all. Abel didn’t know this was the soul shard, but he knew one thing: there was one big and one small soul inside his body. He could think like two people now. The other half was not fully developed yet, so he wasn’t going to let it deal with matters that were too hard for it. Abel was eager to get another soul potion. Because of this meditation, both mana and combat qi had been full, and he could fight again. Looking at the piles of dead quill rats on the ground, Abel turned them over one by one. He wanted to look for more potions, but there was nothing among them. After chopping up a few rats’ bodies, he still couldn’t find anything.

Chapter 149 - Zombies Chapter 149: Zombies Abel gave up on finding the potions from these dead quill rats. This was a real-world, not a game where monsters drop loot when you kill them. After packing his equipment, Abel continued to move forward. This time, he needed to be more careful. There was no more exploding big sword left in his bag. As though remembering something, Abel took out a pair of telescopes from the kong kong spiritual beast bag. Fortunately, he made a backup after Loraine took away his original one. While the telescope might be a treasure for the others, for him, it was just like a toy that Lorraine liked a lot. Even after walking for about twenty minutes, Abel still did not find any quill rat. He probably just killed all the ones that were here before. Suddenly, the ground below him became soft. Then, a black hand stretched out and grabbed his calf. “What is this?” Abel yelled as he kicked the black hand. It was a zombie, dressed in nothing but some very shabby clothes. It crawled out of the ground and staggered towards him. The zombie looked scary, yes, but it was moving so slowly that Abel could just walk away from it. While taking his sweet time, Abel wore the frozen armor on himself. Since he was short on mana, he couldn’t just wear the frozen armor when he was in the dark world. Zombies, like the quill rat, were the weakest hell creature there was. Due to their slow speed and incapability to launch any distanced attack, they were the perfect target for Abel to practice his long-range spells. After Abel released two fireballs, the zombie turned into a scorched corpse and fell to the ground. A shadow soon emerged and was absorbed by the Horadric Cube. Abel smiled. He could take on a hundred of these zombies without breaking a sweat. But just when the thought came to him, countless black hands appeared from the ground. Just when he knew it, the two black hands closest to him had already grasped onto his legs. As they were turned into ice as soon as they touched his frozen armor, Abel easily snapped them off and broke them into powder. Weirdly, there were so many zombies. In most cases, zombies should be the hardest hell creature to find in the Rogue Encampment. They had little attack power and seldom moved in groups. Yet, at this moment, there were literally about a hundred of them coming towards Abel. Although the zombies outnumbered Abel, their attacks were slow and extremely short-ranged. Abel didn’t even have to make a defense. After putting away his shield, he took out his 5-meter-long lance and swept away all the zombies around him. As it turned out, the lance wasn’t doing a lot of damage to these zombies. If Abel couldn’t find himself a better weapon, his knight’s abilities would be almost useless. Fortunately, though, the shocking effect of the lance was pretty effective. Because of it, he was able to keep a good distance away from these spawns of hell. Abel continued to fire as many “fireballs” as he could. On average, every two fireballs could kill one zombie. After firing about forty times, he stopped attacking because he was short on mana. He could use up all of it, but that could, potentially, be a very dangerous move to make. This point killed about one-fourth of the zombies. Abel no longer cared about the physical damage that these zombies could do. He was more interested in attacking rather than defending. Every time a soul was absorbed into his Horadric Cube, he would be more motivated to continue his attacks. His golden combat qi surged as it wrapped itself around his lance. Even when his attacks were so strong that they could break the bodies of these zombies into two, these damned creatures had no sense of pain whatsoever. Even without legs, they could crawl towards him with their hands. These zombies didn’t seem capable of thought. The only thing that drove them was the instinct to bite anything alive. As they constantly moved toward Abel, they just kept using their hands, nails, teeth, and every other part of their body so that they could attack him. Slowly but steadily, Abel found out about something. Without physically crushing their heads, these zombies would never truly die. Abel changed up his fighting tactics. Instead of doing anything fancy with his lance, he just kept stabbing towards the heads of these zombies. According to his calculations, it would take about ten stabs to crush the brains of these zombies. That frustrated him a little, and worse yet, since the zombies would be knocked ten meters away from him, he had to switch his target every time he made a hit. What a pathetic way to fight. He was stronger and more skilled than these zombies, whereas the only thing that they could do properly was to defend themselves. Yet, it was exactly because of this that instead of being a massacre, this fight just kept dragging on and on and on. It wasn’t hard to find something fun about this, however. For Abel, this felt a lot like a game that he used to play when he was a child. Yes, it was like playing whack-a-mole when he was on the street. It was a little different from that. Not only was the game done in a 360-degree fashion, the zombies just kept coming back after they were hit. After a while, more souls of these zombies were absorbed into Abel’s cube. As time-consuming as it was, as long as some of his enemies went down, he could have enough mana supply to keep going. Abel continued as he was motivated to get another bottle of the soul potion. With the number of zombies decreasing, the fighting came to its end. When the soul of the last zombie came inside his Horadric Cube, everything became quiet once more. Abel placed his lance back into his kong kong spiritual beast bag. After that, he searched the corpses in case he could find any loot on them. Disappointingly, he couldn’t find what he was looking for. The most he could see were some ordinary jewelry drenched in black blood. Abel’s hands turned black after touching these dead bodies. After taking out some clean water from his kong kong spiritual beast bag, he washed his hands for a bit. When he was done, he gave up on the idea of finding loot from these hell creatures. Abel was out confidence to find more of these hell creatures. His mana was only enough for him to wear the frozen armor for two more times, and it wasn’t like he could sit down to have a meditation session, either. Yet, he did not want to give up. After climbing a tall tree that he found, he started scouting around with his telescope. This time, he… Ok, he gave up.

Chapter 150 - News Chapter 150: News As Abel looked into the telescope, he saw a sea of complete red. This red sea was made out of those tiny fallen with skins that carried out the color of hell. There were at least thousands of them. Within the sea of Fallen, you could faintly see the shadows of a Fallen shaman lurking within. Fallen were not one of those slow-moving creatures of hell like zombies. Although they are small, they were able to move very fast. Fortunately, Fallen were not as fearless as zombies, and as soon as they saw their allies being injured or killed in battle, they would immediately flock the battlefield. The fallen shaman was the leader of the Fallen, and as long as the Shipwreck wizards were still alive, the Fallen would possess immortal existence; the Fallen shaman could continue to resurrect the dead Fallen. Unless the body of the Shipwreck was frozen after being hit into scattered ice debris, the Fallen would be able to be resurrected infinitely. At the same time, these Fallen shamans were also the masters of the fire spell, which can be seen from their skins. Their red skin represented the color of hell, Fallen shamans used “Firebomb” to attack their enemies, demonstrating their mastery of the fire spells. This made the existence of the Fallen shamans along with a large amount of Fallen, an extremely dangerous threat. By this point, Abel had completely given up his motivation to search for the flesh blood wasteland. That large army of Fallen was like a brick wall to Abel. If it was only a few Fallen, he might have the chance to kill them off, but such a large number Fallen had exceeded his ability by a long shot. On top of that, a Fallen shaman was lurking within. If only the Black wind were here, thought Abel. Even if he couldn’t fight off the enemies, he would’ve been able to escape. At this time, Abel finally understood the meaning of this sentence, “A knight without a mount is not considered a real knight.” In the training of knights since childhood, there was little training in fast movement. The human bodies weren’t built to move quickly. Hence, humans found a solution, which was a mount. With Abel possessing the first mount wolf in the Holy Continent, it would’ve added extra power for a knight. Even if Abel couldn’t deal with so many of the Fallen at a time, if Black Wind was here, he would’ve been able to use speed to separate the Fallen, kill the Fallen shaman hiding inside first, and then slowly eradicate the rest of the Fallen. Although Abel was only an intermediate knight, he could easily beat the Elite knights, which made him extremely proud of himself. Moreover, when he was using his knight abilities, he was able to withstand a commander for a short period. While he wasn’t able to beat the commander, the feeling of being able to withstand commanders already made his heart fill with superiority. Coupled with his recent magic spells, it had truly strengthened his capability in battle once again. As Abel stood in the fresh blood wasteland, the truth had struck him hard. Although he looked powerful, in this world, his knight abilities couldn’t even kill the lowest levels of creatures easily. Furthermore, his mana limitations were an issue. When facing many from hell, he was hopeless. Abel was, once again, eager to improve his strength. He had so much to learn whether it was rune card or new spells, especially group attack spells, which were the fastest way to improve his strength. Looking at the time, it was already getting dark. It was a long way from the Rogue encampment. Abel took a scroll of town portal from the Horadeic cube, filled it with magical power, and a portal opened. This was Abel’s first time opening the portal in the wild. As he stepped his foot into the portal, he thought he would return to his mansion in Triumph boulevard. However, after he had woken up from the vertigo of teleportation, he realized he was not inside his mansion in Triumph boulevard. Still, instead, he had returned to the campfire in the Rogue encampment. This unexpected discovery surprised Abel. Was there something wrong with the Scrolls of town portal? If anything had gone wrong with the scrolls, he would’ve never been able to return to the Holy Continent. Here, there was no food, no people, and he could not last long, even with his enormous portal bag. Confused and terrified, Abel tried to open another scroll of town portal, and a new portal appeared in front of his eyes. Abel prayed a little before entering the portal, even though he didn’t believe in gods. As he stepped into the portal, his body disappeared from Rogue encampment. In Abel’s mansion on the Triumph Avenue, in his room, a blue portal appeared in isolation. When Abel opened his eyes and saw the huge forest around him, his brain was unable to turn. It took him a moment to realize that this was the illusion of isolation circle. Finally, he had successfully returned to the Holy Continent inside his room. It turned out that the town scrolls would only return to the Holy Continent if it was being used in Rogue encampment, and only back to the camp if they were used in the wild. Abel suddenly realized that this discovery of the town scrolls would greatly reduce travel time too. If the scroll of town portal could teleport him directly back to the holy continent. Then, there would be a high chance some problems might occur, and teleport him somewhere else along the way back to Rogue encampment. Therefore, he might get attack by creatures from hell, during his dizzy teleportation state. Abel liked this feature of the scroll of town portal. Abel took out the circle control card and closed the isolation circle. Throughout one night, the magical power within the delicate magic gem had only decreased a little bit. With this interpretation, a delicate magic gem like this could support enough magical power to sustain an isolation circle to open for a month Abel put away the isolation circle. He then went to the bathroom, cleaned himself, put on clean clothes, and walked out of the bathroom refreshed. “Master, the messenger from Bennett city has come over!” Ken, the housekeeper, who was already waiting outside the door, stepped forward as Abel left the room. “What’s the matter with my father?” Abel wondered to himself. Then he said to Ken, “Send the messenger to the guest lounge!” ‘Yes, master! Bow down and walked out. When Abel went into the guest lounge, a servant brought in some snacks and juice. Ken then came in with a dusty middle-aged man. “Norman, it’s you. What’s the matter at home?” Norman was one of the six soldiers who had once been Abel’s bodyguard. Abel knew Normal well and asked him warmly when he saw him. “The Knight of Bennett has asked me to bring you a letter, my Lord.” When Norman saw that Abel remembered his name, he saluted with some excitement and took from his bosom a parchment sealed in wax and handed it to Abel. “Norman, you’ve had a hard trip!” As he said this, Abel opened the scroll and read it from top to bottom. Then he smiled happily, “Ah, looks like my elder brother is getting married, this is great.” “Oh, before I came, Young master Zach told me to tell you don’t forget the gift you promised him,” Norman spoke softly as if he was somewhat ashamed of what young master Zach had said, but he had must obey young master Zach’s request and read out the message. “Haha, Zach still remembers. Alright, I will prepare his gifts after this.” To receive family news from afar, as well as happy news made Abel very happy within his heart. With his current blacksmith skills, he could easily forge a set of magic knight’s armor and a full set of the magic weapon of the shield for Bennett family to pass down to their next generation. To Abel, it was a pity that he couldn’t learn new runes. Otherwise, he would’ve had more choices. “Norman, wait a minute,” said Abel. Abel then ordered Ken to bring in the parchment and ink. He wanted to tell his brother about his current situation and give a detailed response that he would rush back to attend his wedding. Although Abel was still the son of the knight of Bennett, on paper, he was no longer a member of the Bennett family. Therefore, regarding the response, it was still better to keep it formal. After writing the letter, Abel handed it to Norman and said, “You can rest here for a few days. Ken will arrange your place and just hand this letter over to my father when you return.” “Yes, my Lord.” Norman bowed to receive the letter and withdrew. After Norman left, Abel turned to Ken and said, “Ken, in two months, my big brother Zach will be getting married. I’ll need you to start buying some of the most popular ornaments in Bakong City, and ask Coder winery to send a batch of wine to Bennett castle.”

Chapter 151 - Assassinate Chapter 151: Assassinate As Abel rode his horse carriage towards the magic tower, even the driver of the carriage could tell that he was in a good mood today. Abel’s brother Zach was getting married at Bennett’s Castle. On the carriage, Abel was reading Morton’s observation record carefully. He had already learned a lot of useful information from the record, and whenever he had time, he would’ve taken it out to read it. Due to his power of the will, his memories were able to increase drastically, but in order to secure those memories, he still needed to read a few times before he was able to memorize those clearly. As the carriage departed off the main road outside of Bakong City and headed towards the mountain roads. Abel’s power of will suddenly sensed a threat that surrounded him. It was like being stared at by a viper. “Stop the carriage!” Shouted Abel as he opened the door and immediately jumped out. “What’s the matter, my Lord?” Asked the driver, looking at Abel strangely. “We will call it a day, head back first.” Abel did not explain his intentions but instead told the driver to leave. “Yes, my Lord.” Without saying anything else, the driver turned the carriage around and returned back to Bakong City. Abel, however, did not move. His power of the will was now in full swing, as though as he would be attacked by a thunderstorm if he moved a single bit. “Master Abel, it was not easy to find you!” Said a strange voice coming from somewhere. Abel turned and looked in the direction of the voice. It was a wolf rider he knew very well. This was the heart of the human world, which other worgen could it be? Especially when that worgen was wolf rider captain. Yes, it was wolf rider captain of Flaurling. Due to the missing treasure of the wolf clan, he was blamed by the heads of the wolf clan, but since wolf rider captain of Flaurling was located in the human world, it was very hard to capture him unless a head wolf rider captain was sent out. However, it would be very risky for a head wolf rider captain to enter the human world If anything had happened to the head wolf rider captain here in the human world, then the power of the Wolf clan would be greatly weakened. Hence, no head of the wolf clan would ever give out such an order. Furthermore, no head wolf rider captain would dare risk their lives to undertake such a risky mission. Therefore, despite that wolf rider captain of Flaurling had lost the most important treasure of the wolf clan, and this angered the heads of the wolf clan, he was only asked to complete a mission to redeem himself. That mission was to assassinate the killer of Woolf family’s 6th son Fowler, who was the human race’s most potential blacksmith master, Abel If wolf rider captain of Flaurling wanted to return to the Orc empire, then he would have to accept the Wolf clan’s arrangements to assassinate Abel. Otherwise, he would have to spend the rest of his life adrift and would never be able to return to the orc empire. If wolf rider captain of Flaurling didn’t lose the resources in the first place, he would be successfully promoted to a head wolf rider captain. Then nothing would matter at that point. He would be able to return to the Orc’s Empire anytime he wanted. Not only no one would stop him, but they would’ve also given him a warm welcome to due to his prestigious title. But now that wolf rider captain of Flaurling had lost all of the resources, with all of the treasures that would promote him being all stolen. All he had left was the armor on his body and his weapon. With no other options left, the only thing wolf rider of Flaurling could do was to follow the orders of the Wolf clan and assassinate Abel. But assassinating a blacksmith master in the human world wasn’t easy at all, especially since the master blacksmith resided in a capital city. In order to acquire details on Abel’s daily movements, the Wolf clan used all kinds of connection they had in the human world, purchasing intel from humans that they have traded with before. With the help of these traitors, they have finally found out that Abel was heading to the magic tower by himself every day. As Abel becoming a wizard disciple was extremely secretive, only a few people knew about it other than the royals, with ordinary citizens only knowing that Abel was living in Bakong City. The Wolf clan was well aware that if they had to kill Abel before becoming a formal wizard. Otherwise, if they want to kill him in the future, it would cost them a lot of their resources. Hence, the news of Abel was quickly passed onto the wolf rider of Flaurling as they wanted him to assassinate Abel immediately. Under these circumstances, wolf rider captain of Flaurling decided to ambush along Abel’s route to the magic tower. Originally he was planning to kill Abel by surprise, but he was not expecting his power of the will to be this sensitive. “Wolf rider, you shouldn’t have come into the human world!” Said Abel quietly, pretending that he didn’t know who wolf rider captain of Flaurling was. “Master Abel, you know why I’m looking for you!” Said wolf rider captain of Flaurling assuredly. “Why?” Abel had offended the wolf clan so much that he didn’t even realize for a moment which of event wolf rider captain of Flaurling was talking about. “The great Woolf family were furious that you have killed their sixth son, Fowler. That’s why they have ordered me to come here and take your life!”Wolf rider captain of Flaurling said to Abel with a ferocious face. “Great? Abel scoffed. “Aren’t you afraid that your beast gods will blame you for describing the Woolf family as great?” The word “great” wasn’t an adjective that was used casually in this world. They were normally only used to describe the most powerful king in the most powerful kingdom, or the legendary spirits and gods that possessed immense power To wolf riders, the Woolf family was considered as the royals of the wolf riders as it was a part of the spirit of the wolf rider. Hence, wolf rider addressed the Woolf family as “great.” Wolf rider captain of Flaurling wondered why Abel was still able to face him so calmly. The feeling of being ignored irritated him so much that a powerful force came from within his body as he rushed directly towards him. Abel’s clothes were freely waving around In mid-air. With wolf rider captain of Flaurling ‘s immensely powerful yet invisible impose pressure, small leaves and dust were picked up from the ground and blew directly towards Abel. However, it formed a circular defense shield and scattered towards the side not far in front of Abel. The golden combat qi of Abel had allowed him almost to impose pressure from the wolf rider captain. But this impose pressure was much stronger than any other knight he had ever met, from Viscount Dickens, Commander Lowell to Commander Hopkins, and even the vice-captain to the Duchy’ s Royal defense force, commander Lowell’s impose pressure was no were as close as this wolf rider captain. Abel’s emotion began to look grim as this was the most powerful opponent he had ever faced, and since the wolf riders were naturally a fighting race. It meant that they would be much stronger than an ordinary human at the same level. Abel then placed his hands into the portal bag at his waist, as an ice magic sword and magic shield promptly appeared on both of his hands. A Portal bag?” As wolf rider of Flaurling was still puzzled about how could this intermediate knight in front of him would withstand the impose pressure. He noticed Abel also had a Portal bag. In a split of a moment, he almost thought Abel had stolen his spirit portal bag. However, he quickly changed his mind after he saw the portal bag was on Abel’s waist. “Your teacher endorses you so much that he will give you a portal bag, but it will soon be mine.” Said wolf rider captain of Flaurling, eyes were full of greed. However, his human language sounded terrible. Little did wolf rider captain of Flaurling know, the idea he had just disregarded was actually the truth. “Too bad I’m not interested in what you have on you!” Abel glanced over at wolf rider captain of Flaurling, who had come here without a mount wolf. Since he was in the center of the human civilization, all he had on him was a battle-ax while wearing a piece of armor. These seemingly unintentional words by Abel struck the soft spot where the Wolf rider captain was penniless. When he had heard Abel’s words, it immediately gave a war cry and charged directly towards Abel with his battle-ax. Halfway through the charge of the wolf rider, a white outpouring of combat qi from the wolf rider captain of Flaurling suddenly increased the power of the ax, and the air seemed to freeze with its combat qi. The wolf rider captain was so fast that within split seconds, the ax was already in front of Abel’s face. Luckily, Abel had been watching out for his attack and avoided it early. Abel swung his shield in front of him. The golden combat qi surrounded the shield, as the battle-ax flew towards it. “Dong!” Abel lightly twisted his body, and wolf rider captain of Flaurling had been knocked back by a step from the rebound. Wolf rider captain of Flaurling ‘s eyes was filled with disbelief. He was about to be promoted to a head wolf rider captain, which was supposed to possess the top class of fighting power. But now, he was repelled by an intermediate knight. And Abel knew very well that in the first block because the shield had the ability to absorb physical impact. The two weren’t actually too different in terms of strength, and this was the first time Abel had ever seen an opponent with a similar strength with him.

Chapter 152 - Battle Chapter 152: Battle When wolf rider captain of Flaurling was retreating, Abel screamed, “Knight Acceleration.” This was a secret technique of the Bennett family. Although he rarely had the chance to use it, it was useful to sacrifice his combat qi for speed when facing a much faster and flexible worgen. With the use of this secret technique, Abel’s body immediately felt lighter as his pace had instantly doubled. However, using this technique had consumed 1/10 of his combat qi within his body. This was a substantial amount as Abel’s combat qi store was a few times larger than an ordinary knight. This meant if an ordinary knight ere to use this technique, it would have consumed half of the combat qi that was on their body. With the increasing speed of his acceleration, Abel waved his ice magic sword and prepared the standard knight’s melee tactics. Abel continuously sliced, stir, stab and wipe, but the wolf rider of Flaurling was very experienced with these knight tactics. The opportunity was lost the moment he retreated. Afterward, The wolf rider captain used its battle-ax to constantly repel Abel’s attacks one by one while continuing to retreat slowly. “Golden combat qi and holy combat qi seems like it can’t help you,” shouted wolf rider captain of Flaurling, as he slowly drew back. At that moment, his battle-ax was already covered entirely with frost. As the two weapons collided with one another multiple times, the frost on the ice magic sword had finally burst out, as wolf rider captain of Flaurling’s body was covered entirely with frost. When Abel was about advance his attacks, wolf rider captain of Flaurling gave a loud howl, and a full body of combat qi armor emerged in a flash, sending all the frost flying out of his body. At that moment, wolf rider captain Woolf finally understood why an intermediate knight like Abel was able to compete with him in terms of strength. Other than Abel’s massive power, he also had something known as “holy combat qi,” which would allow him to attain 4x the combat qi he had. Throughout history, anyone with this kind of golden combat qi could often hold battle with an opponent who was a rank above them, and those who could hold a struggle with an opponent who was two ranks above them was indeed a rare gem. Followed by wolf rider captain of Flaurling’s second howl, his combat qi suddenly extended outward, like a whip that was striking towards Abel. It seemed that wolf rider captain of Flaurling had never used up all of his strength since the beginning of the battle. This was because the iconic combat qi armor and the combat qi aggression of the wolf rider weren’t used until now. However, with the appearance of the combat qi armor and the combat qi whip, now it seemed that wolf rider captain of Flaurling was using all of his might to engage in this battle against Abel. The combat qi whip was very agile and flexible. Even if Abel was using his “Knight acceleration” ability, he was still unable to dodge some of the sharp attacks from the combat qi whip. With the current situation on his hands, it seemed that the only way Abel could win this battle was if he had used magic spells. But Abel’s mana inside him wasn’t filled up, as his mana was only enough for him to cast two times of “Ice armor” and “Firebomb” before running out of mana. Abel was blaming himself to the heart for not refilling of his mana before departing the city, Abel knew he had to use magic now, but how could he defeat his opponent with the amount of mana he had. “Elves of the ice! Use your divine power, weave pure white armor, and protect me!” As Abel chanted the ‘frozen armor’ spell and drew the pattern of the spell in the air with his ice magic sword. After a second and a half, armor made of ice crystals had appeared on Abel’s body. As soon as the captain of Flaurling heard Abel casting a spell, he was stunned. He knew that the blacksmith master in front of him had only been inside the magic tower for four months. So how was he able to use magic already? Wolf rider captain of Flaurling’s sudden shock gave Abel time to finish up his magic spell. Now with the protection of the ice armor, the combat qi whip would not cause any damage to Abel until the armor has fully shattered. As Abel completely ignored his defenses, he began to attack wolf rider captain of Flaurling with all of his might. Without mercy, Abel continuously cuts through the air from time to time with his magic sword. For captain Woolf, he was also very confident in his combat qi armor. Like Abel, he ignored his defenses and even attacked with his full might. The two masters were fighting like barbarians. The majestic forms and techniques from the start had disappeared entirely, and replaced with an even more vicious and dangerous head-on head battle. The sounds of clashing filled the battlefield. It was the sound to wolf rider captain of Flaurling combat qi whip striking upon Abel’s ‘frozen armor.’ The sound of ‘shi.. shi” could also be heard, which was the sound of Abel’s ice magic sword colliding with wolf rider captain of Flaurling’s combat qi armour. The frost continued to engulf the body of wolf rider captain of Flaurling. However, it was soon harshly expelled by his combat qi armor. By this time, wolf rider captain of Flaurling was no longer dared to attack Abel’s ‘frozen armor with his weapon directly. He knew the spell quite well, and if he did attack the helmet, he would’ve been frozen regardless of his combat qi armor. This was one of the reasons that made these wizards terrifying to face. After more than a minute of this unaesthetic fighting, Abel felt his ice armor was beginning to crumble, so he quickly backed away. As he did so, he swung his ice magic sword in front of him, and his mouth began chanting, “The spirit of ice! Use your divine power, weave pure white armor, protect me!” How could wolf rider captain of Flaurling miss such an excellent opportunity to allow time for Abel to cast his “Frozen Armour” spell again? Although it took Abel 1.5 seconds to throw the “Ice armor” spell, in Elite level battles like these, 0.5 seconds was already considered as a very long time. Wolf rider captain Woolf then began to rush forward, closing in on Abel with all his might. His combat qi whip increased the intensity of his attacks, trying to disrupt Abel from casting his second “frozen armor” spell. Abel had put so much effort in front of him. Wasn’t it because that he wanted to keep wolf rider captain of Flaurling at a close distance? The ice magic sword stopped in the air, and so did the spell Abel had spoken, all of which indicated that the spell ‘frozen armor’ had been successfully interrupted by wolf rider captain of Flaurling. Wolf rider captain of Flaurling was relieved, without the protection of the ‘Ice armor,” it would be difficult for Abel to withstand his whip attacks. Even if he had stepped up to his melee attacks, there would be no chance for Abel to cast his spells again. At the moment when the wolf rider captain of Flaurling began to be more relaxed, a complete picture flashed out in front of the ice magic sword in Abel’s hand. It looked as if it had been printed directly in the air. Then the picture turned into a fireball and flew straight towards captain Woolf. When the unsuspecting wolf rider captain of Flaurling saw the fireball coming at him, he was shocked. This casting speed was too instantaneous to even think about it, and now it was too late to avoid it. If it were a typical “Firebomb” spell, it wouldn’t have been able to smash open a wolf rider’s combat qi armor. But Abel’s “Firebomb” was no ordinary spell. It was already an Elite level 7’s ‘Firebomb’ spell. Captain had underestimated its’ power as the firebomb tore apart his combat qi armor like a piece of thin paper. Abel had witnessed the power of his ‘firebomb’ many times in the Rogue encampment, but only to those creatures from hell with scary defensive power. After wolf rider captain of Flaurling’s combat qi armor had been torn in front of him, the ‘firebomb’ penetrate his body immediately. In a sound of “bang,” wolf rider captain of Flaurling had been sent flying. Abel did not stop there, as he cast a second fireball that followed the flying body of the captain Woolf and struck him again in the air. Abel was not confident to attack a wolf rider captain in the mid-range. No matter if it’s the ‘firebomb’ or other spells, it required a bit of time to draw the magic pattern in order to be executed. Worgens were natural very speedy. If Abel had used the ‘firebomb’ from the start, it could easily be dodged by wolf rider captain of Flaurling. Therefore, Abel tried to get the captain of Flaurling to some long-distance attack first, and only burn him to death when he got exhausted. Of course, this was only because Abel’s rank was too low. If he were an official wizard, he would be able to lock in his power of the will, which would make his opponent very difficult to escape the spell, no matter how fast they were. As wolf rider captain of Flaurling fell onto the ground from the air with a “Bang” sound, Abel felt as if the wolf rider was a candle in the wind, on his last gasp. “If I had my mount wolf around, It wouldn’t have ended like this!” Came the faint voice of wolf rider captain of Flaurling.

Chapter 153 - Suck Up Chapter 153: Suck Up Still not dead? Abel couldn’t help but marvel at the surviving ability of these worgens. If the same thing happened to a human, they would’ve died a few times already. “So what if you have amount wolf, you know I have one too.” Said Abel softly, crouching down as he looked at captain Flaurling, who had lost all of his strength. “You… The Woolf family won’t let this slip.” Cried captain Flaurling, struggling with his last effort. “Do you think you’re going to die so easily?” There was a glimmer of greed in Abel’s eyes, and his voice was flat. “You?” There was a trace of doubt in the captain Flaurling’ s slightly distracted eyes. The answer that captain Flaurling got was Abel’s hand. Before he knew, one of Abel’s hands caught him by the neck, and the golden combat qi flashed with a great suction that stirred the combat qi in the body of captain Flaurling Captain Flaurling was very close to the top status Wolf rider captain. The network of the meridian between his ten qi pressuring points was tightly netted. That’s why he was able to unleash a combat qi armor, but now, his tightly netted meridian network had become his nightmare. Abel grabbed his neck with a hand full of golden combat qi. The few meridians that had been seized suddenly became the passage for expelling combat qi out of his body. Through an enormous suction force, captain Flaurling’s qi rushed towards the body of Abel, like massive waves in the ocean. Abel had a lot of experience when it came to this. He used his Knight’s breathing technique to surround the combat qi that rushed towards him with his golden combat qi. This balanced the external combat qi with his golden combat qi, allowing them to be fully incorporated. Captain Flaurling had way too much combat qi for Abel to take in, and a swirl began to emerge from the left sole of Abel. After Abel’s body had balanced captain Flaurling’s combat qi, suddenly, they all had a place to go. A large amount of combat rushed towards the swirl on Abel’s sole. The swirl on his sole had been completed. It began to glow. Now, Abel was promoted to a rank 13 knight, with the processing take no more than a minute. This speed was much quicker than he Abel was absorbing an Elite knight’s combat qi in the past. This was because their combat qi was nowhere near as concentrated or superior as a wolf rider captain like Captain Flaurling. Hence, captain Flaurling’s combat qi could transfer into Abel’s golden combat qi was much faster. Simple! Next came the replenishment of the combat qi for the qi pressuring point, which was no longer replenishment, but directly into the air pockets. For a rank 13 knight, the inventory of air pockets required was able to be quickly replenished. Abel did not stop there, because, at this stage, he was already too late to stop. When captain Flaurling realized that his combat qi was being transferred to Abel’s body, although he didn’t know what was going on, he couldn’t do anything to halt the progress. But for some reason, he was able even to speed up this process. As captain Flaurling felt that he was about to die, he crossed his heart. He decided to give it all he got and viciously push all his combat qi into Abel’s body. Abel then immediately felt a difference in the changing of the combat qi, but he had focused all of his attention on increasing his rank. This meant he wasn’t able to stop what captain Flaurling was doing. He locked his hand tightly on the neck of captain Flaurling, there were only a few meridians there, and their rate of transfer still has a limit. If Abe had been holding on to the qi pressuring point on the top of captain Flaurling’s head, he would have been in great danger, as the concentration of combat qi might have blown him up. Abel, with his experience of successive increasing his rank, quickly converted the incoming combat qi into his own and guided the combat qi into the center of his right foot to form a fourth swirl. With the formation of the fourth swirl, his right sole began to glow, Abel had been rapidly promoted to the rank of 14th Knight, and the fourth cyclone had been replenished faster than ever before. “You devil!” Captain Flaurling struggled to utter his words. He couldn’t do anything about what Abel was doing to him as he was in his wit’s end. Abel couldn’t believe what captain Flaurling was saying, as he began to laugh. Abel knew that the creatures of hell that he had killed were nothing compared to this; those were the real devils. With the soul those devils already being eaten by Abel, he thought what captain Flaurling said was an understatement. The 5th swirl began to form on the top of Abel’s head. He used all his force to control the combat qi that had been rushed in. This was because this swirl was the most dangerous swirl of them all. If he was not careful when opening it, it would damage his skull very easily. Luckily captain Flaurling had given up his last bit of will to battle with Abel at the right time. He was no longer using all his might to rush his combat qi on to Abel as he realized was trivial. But little did he know, what he thought was a small struggle gave Abel a hard time. Since captain Flaurling was no longer interrupting Abel. He was able to control the combat qi with all his might to open up the swirl overhead on his head. Although he had already used all his strength to slow down the speed of the combat qi, it still only took him around a minute until the swirl was completed. After this, Abel was probably the quickest Knight within the Holy Continent to increase his rank. He also grabbed captain Flaurling on the perfect spot of his neck, limiting the speed and amount of combat qi that can rush out. This unintentional move was complete. Abel didn’t think much when he used his hands to grab captain Flaurling with his hands. He only grabbed captain Flaurling by the neck, as he felt that normally worgens had a much stronger and taller built than human, so the neck was the most convenient spot. There was a flash of white combat qi glowing above Abel’s head, and just like that, he had become a rank 15 knight. This was followed by a great deal of transformed combat qi, which began to fill the qi pressuring point. They rushed in and rushed in, soon the last wi press point was filled completely. Now Abel could finally call himself as an Elite knight. His next procedure was to strengthen and tighten the network of the meridian between his ten qi pressuring points to his core. Since all the meridians between the qi pressuring points and the core needed to be strengthened into a wall of tube by the Knight’s breathing method, it would consume a lot of combat qi. But what was happening was that there was so much combat qi going on in Abel’s body, it largely exceeded the capacity of his meridian. Therefore, there was only one job left, which was to construct it. At this time, Abel’s power of the will suddenly displayed its powerful effects. Originally, the most difficult thing for an intermediate knight to be promoted to a senior knight was to control the formation of the meridian in their bodies perfectly. However, it was Abel’s strength with the current situation. His power of the will was able to accurately assist him in controlling the transformation of combat qi and the construction of the meridians. Abel decided to connect the qi pressuring point on his right palm to his core for his first meridian. If it was successfully constructed, he could unleash a combat qi whip like captain Flaurling had just done. Although it might have the power or the sustainability of captain Flaurling, it was still an off body combat qi attack nevertheless. Although the knight breathing method was simple, and it was also the most basic training method for all knights. After the transformation of the knight breathing method, the combat air would be squeezed many times to form a passage, and the passage gets longer and longer as more and more combat qi was invested. If you were a regular Elite knight, this process might take years or even decades to build up the combat qi required. This was accompanied by countless of practice trying to control the combat qi, but for Abel, he was constructing it with ease. However, now Abel ran into a problem. Both his father, the Knight of Bennett, or his stepfather, the Lord of Marshall, were only intermediate knights. Although they knew about how to become an elite knight, they only knew the rough process. Therefore, if he really wanted to increase his rank, he still needed to seek the experience of his ancestors from his heritage collection. At fright, both knights thought that Abel still had a long way until he could become an elite knight. They had only roughly told him about it, and never gave any detailed explanation, so why even bother telling him about their ancestor’s experience Until now, when Abel was constructing the meridian connecting his qi pressuring point to his core, he realized there was no experience he could draw from to tell him where he should direct his meridian to connect his qi pressuring point to his core. He didn’t want to risk it. It was not like building a house. There was no return once he messed it up.

Chapter 154 - Elite Knight Chapter 154: Elite Knight Abel felt like he had no idea what to do. His power of the will unintentionally began to scan over the body of Wolf rider captain of Flauring. He suddenly felt lifted in his heart. He thought to himself, I’m stupid. There’s a real-life model right here. It never occurred to captain Flauring in a thousand years that he had not only provided the combat qi for Abel to increase his rank but also provided him with the path template. Now all Abel had to do was follow this template to construct his meridians until he eventually reached the rank of a commander of the knights. There was no need to do any research himself. When it came to the prestigious rank of a commander, neither the Bennett family nor the Harry family of Harvest City had a Knight of this title within their family. Now, captain Flauring’s defeat had somehow assisted Abel in completing this missing part of their family’s inheritance. Not to mention, it was also presented to him in a very specific way. The first combat qi meridian followed the pattern in the body of Lord flower and extended from the core to the qi pressuring point the palm of his right hand. This was a very delicate job, similar to an architect directing the combat qi to work properly. Every time the path of the meridian was compressed, it will slowly form its shape and grew longer. Abel copied the model of captain Flauring and began to extend his meridian from his core to his palm. Abel felt a tremble within his body, and a feeling of warmth spread through his entire body. It was like his body was being massaged by countless hands. Moreover, his power of will was also affected by this warmth too. This was a feeling that occurred on knights who had been promoted from an intermediate knight to an Elite knight. However, this kind of energy felt different when compared to increasing rank as an official knight, since this kind of energy only has a small impact on the body but was also considered as a crucial factor in increasing rank. Starting from Elite knights, they were basically impossible to be assassinated as these knights possessed an incomparable awareness. In case of any danger, these Elite knights were able to react much quicker than intermediate knights. Furthermore, Elite knights possessed the ability to impose pressure. Although their impose pressure might still be considered not as powerful, impose pressure was the most iconic thing about an elite knight. These two abilities were the main changes that would happen to a knight when they became an elite knight. And as the level increased, so would the two abilities. Obviously, the ability to be able to sense danger didn’t mean everything. For example, during the battle between Abel and the wolf rider captain Flauring, Abel’s murderous desire had never disappeared. Captain Flauring must’ve also felt this sense of murderous desire too. When Abel was throwing his “Firebomb” towards captain Flauring, Flauring’s sense didn’t notify him immediately as he was already in danger of Abel’s attack throughout the entire battle. At this time, the combat qi flowing from captain Flouring’s body wasn’t reduced. Now, all Abel can do is wake up quickly through the leveling up energy, then build a second pulse channel. For the second pulse channel, Abel chose the air pocket in the palm of his left hand to connect with the core of the qi, which was another complicated procedure to complete. The gas tube in the body was then extended little by little with a sufficient supply of combat qi. The procedure was completed very quickly. After the core was connected to the qi pressuring point in the palm of the left hand, Abel was now officially a rank 16 Elite knight. Just as Abel had learned from the experience of the two Elite knights, and had thought that there wouldn’t much combat qi left in Flouring’s body, he realized that his combat qi wasn’t abating, but instead, it was constantly flowing more and more into his body Abel didn’t really know why this wolf rider had such a tremendous flow of combat qi. But wolf rider captain of Flouring was actually a very famous fighting monster. He was promoted to a wolf rider captain at a young age, and he was also the most probable wolf rider to be promoted to a head wolf rider captain within the wolf clan. After many years of practice, he was so close to the highest rank. Making his combat qi storage comparable to a head commander. The third meridian, the fourth meridian, the fifth meridian, the sixth meridian, it was not until the sixth meridian was successfully constructed that the combat qi from the body of the captain Flouring began to weaken. By that time, Abel had already become a rank 18 Elite knight. After the last bit of the combat qi was inhaled by Abel, the energy that supported his life had slowly disappeared, as captain Flouring spat out the last breath of his life. His eyes filled with despair as he left this world. He was sacrificed for a 14-year-old to become a rank 18 Elite knight. Abe opened his eyes and looked at the dead wolf rider of Flauring in his hands. It was the hardest battle he had ever fought. The enemy died in his hands, and he gained a lot from them. After waiting for a while, Abel didn’t seem to notice the Horadric cube absorbing the spirit of the dead captain. In another sense, the Holy Continent, he could hardly see the shadow of the departed spirit, let alone by the Horadric cube. The Horadric cube, Abel thought, maybe it absorbed only the souls of the infernal creatures of Diablo, souls that were not meant to exist. Suddenly a horrible thought came to Abel’s mind. If heaven’s challenger had arrived at the world of Diablo to challenge in the past, how could they kill that many creatures from hell outside the Rogue encampment? Through both the video game of his last life, or from Akara’s message, Abel could clearly felt there were too many creatures from hell lurking around the Rogue encampment. Abel had a theory and felt that it was infinitely close to reality. He thought that all human souls killed in the dark world do not leave that world but were eroded by the energies of hell and transformed into creatures of hell. This gave Abel a chill. Perhaps he would face an endless sea of creatures from hell in Diablo. Abel then thought of the shipwreck monsters from the red sea. It reminded him of the long-range attack formation of the hand-furred mice. A sound “Shua” came from somewhere, then suddenly, a figure appeared on the side of Abel. Abel, who was thinking deeply at the time was suddenly surprised, as he waited to see clearly, he hurriedly ran forward and saluted, “Teacher!” “Abel, are you all right?” Wizard Morton looked at the dead body on Abel’s hands and said, “This morning, I sensed the energy of something near the top of the hierarchy. I thought it was a commander. After a while, I realized that you were still not at the tower, so I came out to look for you. But it seems like you’ve already taken care of it.” “Teacher, this a wolf rider captain. Luckily I had the help of magic spells. Otherwise, it would’ve been extremely difficult to defeat him,” Abel said while looking at the body on his hand. “Wait, I think I know this wolf rider.” Wizard Morton then examined the corpse of captain Flauring carefully, he then looked at Abel with a surprised look and said, “This is Flauring. He is wanted in the Duchy of Carmel, Duchy of Thunder, Duchy of Koror, and the Duchy of Laka. He is the most cunning Wolf rider in the entire orc empire and is very powerful too. He is almost as strong as a head commander. I can’t believe you killed him.” Abel touched his head in embarrassment and said, “He was careless. He didn’t think I was able to cast magic spells. Because of that, he was hit by my Firebomb due to his carelessness.” “Haha, anyways, he did die in your hands. Alright, hand me the body, I will take care of it and don’t worry, you will get the benefits you deserve. But now, let’s first return to the magic tower.” Said Morton, laughing, and taking the body from Abel, as he seized his arm with the other. The scene in front of Abel made his eyes moved. In the speed of a hurricane, he had moved a few hundred meters. The scenery moved chaotically again, as they traveled another hundred meters like a hurricane. Just like that, Abel had been brought back by Wizard Morton through his move in a flash. One moment Abel was caught in dizziness from the teleportation, and one moment he recovered. Luckily he had a strong body and did not faint. Until he had reached the front gate, he had slowly gotten used to the dizziness brought on by teleportation.

Chapter 155 - Novice Spells Chapter 155: Novice Spells “Not bad, Abel. When Carlos and I teleported, he was always screaming. He had even threw up one time. You’re doing much better than him.” When wizard Morton stopped talking, the shadow the two had reached level 1 of the magic tower. “Teacher, I am not as bad as you described me, am I?” Carlos said, who was standing next to Camille on the first floor of the tower, looked resentfully at wizard Morton. “Why don’t you come over and I will teleport you around?” Wizard Morton said gently, glancing at Carlos. Carlos shrank back. He became silent as if he didn’t dare to speak again. “Teacher, Abel, what’s the matter?” Camille asked, looking at the wolf rider’s corpse in wizard Morton’s hands. “What else can it be? A wolf rider almost assassinated my disciple. It seems like people are people who are willing to assist these wolf riders.” Sneered Morton. Abel saw that Camille and Carlos were genuinely concerned about him and were waiting for his news. He was immediately moved, but he said with a smile of indifference, “Camille and Carlos, it’s nothing much. It was only a suicidal wolf rider that wanted to assassinate me.” “Yeah sure, does this wolf rider seemed suicidal to you? This is wolf rider captain of Flaurling. Many Duchies are trying to hunt down this cunning bastard, and he still lived a good life.” Said Wizard Morton, giving Abel a sharp look. Abel didn’t dare to say anything more. He then turned to Camille and Carlos with a furtive expression of resignation. “Come up with me! The Morton wizard put his hand on Abel, and they disappeared into the first floor of the tower. “Here’s your cut!” Said Morton, throwing Abel a little bag. Abel, who had reached the eleventh floor by wizard Morton’s teleportation, had only just come to his senses when he saw the pocket thrown to him by the wizard Morton. He then quickly grabbed the small bag with his hand and asked curiously, “What’s this little bag?” With that, Abel opened the little bag that was on his hand. The bag was filled with beautiful magic gems, six fire gems, and four ice gems. “It’s Black’s, the dark wizard from the Duchy of Keyen you’ve killed. I went to his tower overnight and took his valuables!” The voice of the Morton wizard was very plain, but Abel was very frightened. Of course, he could understand what it meant to be purged by an intermediate wizard. Was an intermediate wizard really that powerful? So strong that it could kill off all the wizards from another rank 7 wizard’s magic tower. Seeing Abel’s surprised look on his face, wizard Morton smiled and explained, “You already killed the leader of that magic tower, and I had their control card, so it would be a huge joke if we still failed despite all of this. However, I still needed to be quick. Luckily the intermediate wizard guarding Duchy of Keyen only arrived after I took everything. He might not even remember who I am.” Wizard Morton then laughed and pointed to the little bag on Abel’s hand. “This time, I will divide it for you in the form of magic gems, the ten intermediate magic gems ni this bag is your cut.” “Thank you, teacher! Though Abel was not interested in the intermediate magic gems, he was grateful for it. “Any questions about the ‘frozen armor’ spell I taught you yesterday?” Asked the wizard, concerned. “Teacher, I do not have any questions. I already understand the fundamentals of it!” Abel said confidently. Wizard Morton then asked shockingly, “Alright, cast the spell for me.” As he couldn’t believe that Abel had already mastered the spell “Frozen armor.” “Spirit of the ice! Use your divine power, weave pure white armor, protect me!” A second and a half later, armor made of ice crystals appeared on Abel’s body. “A second and a half!” Morton was surprised to see Abel’s performance, and his imagination was overturned. When he first saw Abel cast the spell ‘firebomb,’ his first thought was that Abel must have acquired some sort of quick-casting treasure. These quick-casting treasures were very rare and valuable, but they had many drawbacks. For example, the caster was only able to cast only one spell quickly, and they were also limited by the number of spells that could be cast. If the caster had run out of spells, they would have to use their mana to recharge, which was quite time-consuming. But now Abel had used the full spell and had demonstrated the full process of chanting the “Frozen Armour” in the air. Although he was fast, with wizard Morton being able to see it clearly, he could tell that there were no tools that assisted Abel in casting his spells. While Abel had already amazed wizard Morton by becoming a rank 1 novice wizard in such a short period of time, as well as being able to cast the firebomb spell from a prop, Abel was now able to master another spell in a short period of time which was far beyond the reach of many official wizards. Although Abel may have used the ability of the prop to cast the Firebomb spell, Abel did not rely on the power of any treasure to cast the Frozen Armour. It was just Abel’s pure genius. Wizard Morton was certain in his heart. After discovering Abel’s potentials, Wizard Morton made some changes to Abel’s training plans. His hand made a pattern in the air, and then on the shelf by the wall, a sheaf of scrolls disappeared and appeared in his hands. “Abel, you have much more talent than I expected. These are all spells that novice wizards can master. Take them all,” Said the wizard, handing the scroll to Abel. Abel opened the scrolls. The fire spell ‘Warmth,’ the ice spell “Ice Bullet,”‘ the electricity spell ‘lightning bomb,’ were all the other three spells of the novice wizard. “Thank you, teacher!” Abel had also intended to ask the Morton wizard to learn new spells anyways, and now all of them were in his hands. “There won’t be any more lecture this morning. After your life and death battle, I think you had a tough day already. Go back and have a good rest.” Wizard Morton waved to Abel, Abel was then immediately teleported out of the 11th floor before he could even react to what wizard Morton had said. As soon as he woke up from his vertigo, a fat face appeared in front of him. Abel was shocked, but suddenly he realized that it was his fellow wizard follower Finkle. “Mr. Abel, Mrs. Camille, asked you to go to her!” Said Finkle with a respectful salute. “Got it! Abel said yes and looked at Finkle, who was before him, “You seem to have lost some weight.” “Really? Mr. Abel?” Fat Finkle’s face immediately lit up with delight. The main reason I wanted to be a wizard was that I’ve heard that meditation can help you lose weight.” Abel then rolled his eyes and laughed. “Finkle, that’s the most outrageous reason I’ve ever heard. Watch out for the wizard Morton. He will take you into the laboratory and make you lose weight there.” The laboratory of the official wizard was said to be one of the scariest places in the world, as wizards conduct experiments with living beings, which was one of the main reasons many people fear wizards. “Please don’t harm me, Mr. Abel.” Said Finkle, with a furtive glance up the stairs as the flesh of his face crumpled “You’re actually something Finkle. All other wizards are afraid of being eroded by mana, but you are using it to lose weight.” Abel shook his head and laughed. “You didn’t know? In the past, at the side of the magic tower, there was too little magic, the fat that was trimmed away by the magic would come back as soon as I eat one meal. After entering the magic tower, every meditation, I could feel my weight going down. Soon enough, I will become an ordinary person.” There was a light in Finkle’s eyes as if imagining himself losing weight. “Come on, don’t think about these ridiculous things. Here you are. Remember to take it when you lose weight.” Abel handed Finkle the unused box of ‘constitution potion’ that uncle Sam had given him. “Constitution potions!” Finkle cheerfully took the potion. Then, he looked up at Abel and said, “Don’t you need the potion too when you pick them up?” “Pick up? Where can I get it?” Abel had only just heard for the first time that a ‘constitution potion’ was available. “Have you not received your offer, Mr?” Finkle asked, looking strangely at Abel.

Chapter 156 - Carving Knife Chapter 156: Carving Knife “What does the constitution potion have to do with offering?” Abel was even more puzzled. He had never used a ‘constitution potion’ due to his golden combat qi and had never inquired about it. “When you receive the offering, the ‘constitution potion’ will be given to you together with the offering,” Finkle knew by this time that Abel had never received an offering. “When I come back, you will go with me to take the offering.” Abel then waved to let Finkle out of the way while he makes his way to the third floor of the magic tower, where Camille was waiting for him. Camille’s reception room was elaborately decorated with elvish paintings on the walls. Although Abel had undergone noble training, he did not have too much knowledge about paintings, and he was very curious about it. “This is a painting by the elf’s painting Master, Master Alamir. I love elvish paintings so much, when I saw it at an auction house a few years ago with the teacher, I begged him to buy it for me.” Camille saw Abel notice the painting on the wall. It depicted a village painting in a distinctly elvish style. “Camille, when I get a chance to go to the double moon forest, I’ll bring you some elf paintings.” Abel smiled. He wasn’t joking, because he was really going to take Loraine home when he became an official wizard, and it was actually possible to bring some of Camille’s paintings with him. “Abel, tell me how many girls you’ve tried to get with these methods at such a young age!” Camille didn’t seem to believe Abel said. “Camille, I was wrong. If I go to the double moon forest, I won’t help you with your elf paintings.” Abel raised his hands in an innocent gesture. “Don’t you dare not get me any! As soon as Camille spoke, she could not help but put her hand to her mouth as she began chuckling. Abel laughed too, and for a moment, the room was in perfect harmony. Abel then took a precious ice magic gem from his portal bag onto the table and said, “Camille, since you like these gems so much, you can have this one.” “An intermediate blue gem!” Camille picked up the intermediate gem from the table and let out a cry of surprise. At this time, Joey, Camille’s wizard follower, was bringing up two cups of juice. He also saw the intermediate magic gems on Camille’s hand, and she instantly fell in love with those gems. Abel couldn’t control himself but shook his head slightly as he thought in his head. All women have the same attitude toward gems. A moment later, Joey woke up from her gem overdose, as she quickly took a glance at Abel, and whispered, “Mr. Abel, do you know what it means if you give a girl a gem?” This question caught Abel; off guard a little. When he gave the gift to Camille, he only thought about her care for him, and since she liked magic gems so much, he would give her one as he had just received some from his teacher. For Abel, it was no use to him anyway, so he gave it one to Camille, but Abel didn’t think about anything else. Abel suddenly realized that many men would give a girl these gems to attain a good impression, but Abel didn’t even know at that time when he gave her the gem. Now Abel’s face was suddenly blushing red. “You are too talkative Joey. You should go back down now.” Camille then swung her hands towards Joey (telling her to leave), as she promptly trotted off with a chuckle. Camille turned to Abel with a smile. “Never mind her. I spoiled her too much.” “Camille, I really didn’t know it meant anything,” Abel explained. “Anyway, how old are you? Don’t worry about that, but where did you get your intermediate gems from?” Camille knew the value of the intermediate gems. “The last time I went to Caral City with Camille and you and Carlos, I met a dark wizard. I killed him and got his tower master control card. It was the teacher who took my share of the tower.” Abel explained to her what had happened. “My God, why didn’t you tell me that?” Camille’s hand was in her mouth, and her eyes were wide open. As a level 4 novice wizard, she certainly knew what a dark wizard with a magic tower was. She couldn’t believe that Abel was able to kill an official wizard during their trip out, she and Carlos didn’t even know as well. “I didn’t want you to worry, so I didn’t say anything.” Abel pleaded softly. “No, you just took the magic stone out of that bag at your waist!” Camille remembered something, as she stared towards the portal bag on Abel’s waist, and said, “Is this a portal bag?” “Yes, I was going to give it to the teacher originally. But the teacher said it was my trophy, so I could keep it for myself.” Abel said, taking the Portal bag from his waist and handing it to Camille. “May I? Camille, of course, knew that a portal bag was a wizard’s greatest secret, so she was surprised that Abel had placed it directly in her hands. “No problem, of course, you can look at it.” Abel’s most important possessions were in the orc’s spirit portal bag. This portal bag was just for show. The bag only contained some usual knight’s gear and Wizard’s supplies. Although she had been a novice wizard for many years, it was Camille’s first experience with such a piece of high-end Wizard equipment, such as a portal bag. She then curiously placed her intermediate level magic gem inside and took it outside the portal bag again, as she fiddled with the portal bag. “Cough!” Abel waited a moment to see Camille’s restless look and coughed twice. “Ah!” When Camille heard what Abel said, she blushed at his warning, as she handed the bag back to him, she straightened up and said, “Abel, I promise to teach you the basics of carving knives. Let’s start today.” Abel’s concentration flickered. Learning how to use a carving knife was the fundamental of rune sign making. Although Abel already had a very good alloy carving knife, it had never been put to use. When he heard that Camille was going to teach him, he immediately felt a sense of excitement filled his heart. “Normally people only use carving knives on soft material such as soft rocks or woods. However, as wizards, we need to carve on a solidified crystal core. Those crystal cores were almost as strong as a jade, so they were very hard to penetrate and very easy to make mistakes.” Camille then took a sip of juice from the table and continued, “So it’s important to know how to use the knife properly. Standard carving techniques minimizes errors in the process.” Hearing what Camille had said, Abel nodded. As he had previous professional knights training, he understood how important the standardized techniques were. “There are eleven basic methods of carving knives. If you can master them, you can combine them to carve all the runes.” Then, Camille put the eleven basic knife method summarised by the predecessors to Abel and said: “The eleven basic knife method is divided into straight knife method, double knife method, punching knife method, cutting knife method, astringent knife method, late knife method, dancing knife method, light knife method, buried knife method, flat knife method, and retaining knife method. Camille brought a pile of jade and began to demonstrate each carving method to Abel, who was too focused on avoiding wasting a single moment of this precious opportunity. The demonstration of eleven knives had just finished in the morning. “Abel, Now that I’ve taught you all the basics. The rest is up to you. You can continue mastering these skills. I am useless with these jade gems anyways. It will save you some time and money. Here take them all.” Camille then pushed a pile of jade gems on the table that had been leftover from the lesson to Abel. “Thanks, Camille! Abel had just learned the basics and was thinking about practicing, and the jade gem was just what he needed. “Oh, and take this book, too.” Camille handed Abel a soft parchment book. “Is this?” Abel took the book and opened it. It was full of the eleven knives that Camille had just introduced, but how could it be as easy to understand as a face-to-face demonstration? “I only wanted to give you the book, but since you were kind enough to send me this present, I spent a little more effort and taught you more about it.” Camille smiled as she played with the newly acquired medium bluestone and joked to Abel. “That’s what I meant when I said you were taking care of me, thanks, Camille!” Said Abel, nodding.

Chapter 157 - New Use For The Weak Little Soul Chapter 157: New Use For The Weak Little Soul Abel sat within the laboratory on the 9th floor. Since he didn’t have many experiments to do, this place had become a training ground for his carving knife skills. There was some time until lunch, so he thought he might as well not waste time. The alloy carving knife was not in his portal bag. It was at that time Abel had realized he had put his alloy carving knife in the Kong Kong spirit portal bag. Since he had too much secret on him, he was very careful most of the time. He had never used the Horadric Cube and the things inside it when he was in the magic tower before. Although he has too much knowledge in regards to wizardry, he knew that a magic tower was like the body of its owner. Wizard Morton could know everything he did inside the tower. Therefore, Abel did not have the guts to take out his alloy carving knife from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. He took out a barrier circle from his portal bag and placed it in the middle of the room. Then, he took the control sign for the barrier circle and ignited it. In a moment, he arrived in a place filled with a big tree. The dimension he was in now was completely separated from the rest of the world. “This kid!” Said Wizard Morton shaking his head with a smile after realizing Abel had ignited a barrier circle in the laboratory. Although the mana wave the barrier circle sent out was extremely low, it was still being ignited within Wizard Morton’s magic tower. So, of course Wizard Morton could sense it. He was extremely supportive of what Abel had done. Every Wizard had their secrets, and learning how to keep their secret well was a huge rite of passage for them. Wizard Morton was already well passed the age of seeking other people’s secrets. Although Wizard Morton looked like he was just about middle age, he was actually well past the age of fifty. Fifty years was considered a very long time for normal people, but to Wizard, it was still a short time if you took their training into consideration. Wizard Morton had just became a rank 11 intermediate Wizard, so it basically impossible for him to break through and become an elite Wizard at this point. Since he could no longer increase his lifespan to 100 years old anyway, he thought he might as well have spent all his time cultivating his disciples. He had cultivated one official Wizard. If he was not impacted by the fact that his second and third disciple had locked themselves up, he wouldn’t take up five disciples in total, including Abel. “Seems like he doesn’t have enough intermediate magic gems, I need to find a chance to give him more in the future.” Wizard Morton knew those barrier circles were some energy-consuming monster, so he had already started worrying if Abel had enough intermediate magic gems. One of the reasons why Wizard Morton had taken up Abel as a disciple was because Abel was very gifted. Wizard Morton wanted to help the Duchy of Carmel to cultivate another official Wizard while he was still alive. Another reason was that he guessed that Abel probably had some treasures for quicken spells on him. If other Wizards had known about this, maybe Abel would never get the chance to grow up. Abel never thought his simple action of igniting a barrier circle to take out his alloy carving knife could bring about so much gratitude for Wizard Morton. Abel then stopped the barrier circle and put it back into his portal bag. Suddenly, he was struck with an idea. He shouldn’t waste his time in the morning, no matter if he was in the magic tower or other places. Mana could recover by itself. Every minute it could recover 1 point. If he didn’t use it up, it would directly go to waste. Abel recalled that very weak little soul in his mind. Although he could not command it to do any complicated calculations, he could set a time. From then on, that weak little soul would be able to automatically go to the Horadric cube and ignite the skill tree. Therefore, this would allow him to practice his skills without affecting his day to day schedule. Of course, if he wanted to practice like this, he could only practice nonattacking skills. But still, the time he had wasted was too much. Just imagine, all these years, he lived a normal life with a full tank of mana. If he could use up just automatically unleash a spell every time his mana was fully fulfilled, he would have been able to practice spells many times without affecting his day. In order to turn this into a reality, all that it came down to was if that weak little soul in his mind was able to set a timer and if it was able to ignite the skill tree in the Horadric Cube. Every since Abel had ignited his weak little soul, he had always remained in a state with two souls. However, this weak little soul had never done anything. It could not even see the external world. Therefore, it had no impact at all. Now, if he was able to get this weak little soul to work, that would be multitasking. Abel tried to set a frequency for the weak little soul to press on the ‘frozen armor’ spell once every 7 minutes. He then shielded the soul owner’s connection to the weak little soul and waited patiently for a while. After 7 minutes, the weak little soul began to give out some faint remainder. Times up. He succeeded, the weak little soul in his mind was able to send him a remainder after 7 minutes without the help of the soul owner. Abel had a weird feeling when he shielded the soul owner’s connection to the weak little soul. Since the weak little soul did not have things such as feelings, emotions, and memories, it could not do any complex thinking. Therefore, it basically just started to count down like a machine and sent him a reminder every 7 minutes. During this time, Abel did not experience any flash of realization. If this was a normal soul, there was no way it could be this machine-like. It could count down very precisely without missing a single beat. It seemed like Abel had underestimated the ability of the weak little soul. Although it could not think it could probably do systematic tasks even better than the soul owner. The next step was to ignite the ‘frozen armor’ spell. This spell could not ignite from the tip of his finger. Since Abel would probably be doing something during his day to day, this spell was unleashed from his finger every 7 minutes, that would be very inconvenient. Therefore, he decided to ignite this spell in front of his chest. After he figured out the formula, now all he needed to do was to apply it. The weak little soul began to carry the little bit of power of the will it had to the Horadric Cube. Although the weak little soul had separated from the soul owner, it was still Abel’s soul. Therefore, the Horadric cube was able to recognize this power of the will. The power of the will select the ‘frozen armor’ sign on the skill tree and ignited it. The tip of Abel’s right finger began to shine in white, so the soul owner immediately interrupted and tried to communicate with the skill tree. Afterward, the white shine on Abel’s finger disappears, and his chest began to shine in white. Soon, an ice crystal armor appeared on his body. Although the owner of the soul had interrupted the igniting process, it was still successful nevertheless. However, Abel was confused. According to the old rule of the Horadric cube, as long as the spell formula was set for the first time, the spell would be unleashed according to this formula from then on. Now, he wanted to see if he could unleash the spell in front of his chest a second time. After 2 minutes, the ‘frozen armor’ began to fade on Abel’s body, and the weak little soul began to reach towards the skill tree in Horadric cube again with a little bit of power of the will. It ignited the ‘frozen armor’ spell. In a flash, a ‘frozen armor’ spell pattern emerged in front of Abel’s chest and became a crystal armor on his body. Abel was overjoyed. The weak little soul was really a machine, and it had helped him so much. If he could use more ‘soul potion’ in the future to make this weak little soul grow stronger, then It would definitely help him to do even greater things. Abel took out a jade and began practicing. He felt like writing words again. The first stroke, second stroke, when he was practicing an ice crystal armor, would appear on his body every 7 minutes. But as Abel was practicing, he realized something. Originally the weak little soul did not affect his day to day at all since it didn’t have a task. Now since it had a task, 2 points of view emerged from his soul. One was what he saw in front of his eyes. Another was the machine-like counting sound within his pitch-black mind. Now, it was Abel’s mission to get used to this multitasking state, and practicing his carving knife skill was the perfect thing to do. The 11 carving knife techniques were not hard to do but very detailed. The weak little soul did not affect him much; anyway. It was just some machine-like sound of counting down within his mind. As the weak little soul grows, it’s disturbances would get stronger as well. Therefore if Abel doesn’t try to get used to it now, it would be even harder for him to practice multitasking in the future. In a flash of a moment, Abel seemed to have lost all control of his body. He got distracted by the weak little soul’s counting down sound. From time to time, his stroke would subconsciously turn into a small dot. Sometimes, he would even come to a complete halt when he was about to do something.

Chapter 158 - A Weird Lunch Chapter 158: A Weird Lunch Abel wasn’t making much progress with his carving knife on the jade, and Finkle’s voice emerged from his identity card, “Mr. it’s time for lunch. Do you want to come to the first floor and eat together?” “You can go down and prepare first, and I’ll come down in a minute!” Abel said to his identity card as he stopped the carving knife in his hand. He threw all the jades on the table back to his portal bag. Abel continued carving his jade with his carving knife as he began to walk. It was like he was not willing to waste a single second. As soon as he made two steps, “Bang !” He hit his head on the door of the laboratory. Abel was distracted by a weak little soul again; he overused his force and made a deep cut on the jade. Feeling slightly irritated, he threw his gem into his portal bag and took another one out. “Bang!” He hit his head on the door again. He then gave his head a shake, stuck out his head, and opened the door. When he walked passed a second door, he paid much closer attention. He succeeded, and he did not hit his head this time. As Abel continued to walk down the stairs with pride, the “Frozen armor” suddenly appeared on his body. His attention was shifted, and suddenly, he tripped. Abel threw out in mid-air, but luckily he was well trained, he did a backflip and landed with no problem. “Luckily, no one saw that!” Abel whispered to himself. “What is this kid trying to do now?” Wizard Morton felt some vibrations within the magic tower from the 11th floor. These vibrations seemed to be coming from the stairs, so he thought he would go and check on it. When he arrived, he was just in time to see Abel doing a backflip and landed on the floor. “Still a kid, still naughty when no one is looking!” Said Wizard Morton with a smile, shaking his head and moving on. Abel thought no one had seen him as he carefully made his way to the first floor. After he had safely arrived, he let out a breath of relief. He should not multitask again. The first thing he heard when he arrived at the first floor was Carlos bragging about his achievements, which no one knows if it’s real or not, “I’ve told you, last time when I went to buy a crystal core from the market the wizard in the shop told me it was a fire crystal core. Nothing can fool my eyes. I recognized it’s a poison crystal core in the first glance. Just like that, I had bought a poison crystal core with the price of an ice crystal core.” Abel was a little puzzled. Even as a new member of the magic tower, he had already heard Carlos brag more than he could remember. Who is he bragging to now? With a glance, Abel immediately began to laugh. Fatty Finkle was viciously nodding his head along with Carlos’s words while looking at him with eyes of admiration. Camille was sitting far away by the side. “Mr, you arrived” Finkle immediately stood up as soon as he saw Abel. He pulled out a chair from the table and proceeded to say, “Mr., your lunch is ready. Let me bring it to you.” “No need, I’ll tell follower Page to go. Finkle, you sit down and listen to me,” said Carlos. He then turned to Page and said: “Page, bring Abel’s lunch here.” “Yes, Mr!” Page turned and left. When Carlos turned his head towards Page, Finkle gazed at Abel with a fat face of resentment, as though as he was begging for sympathy. From this expression, it seemed like Finkle didn’t enjoy listening to Carlos as much as Abel thought. “As you and Carlos are such a good match, I’ll let you guys continue your discussion. I’m not going to disturb you.” Said Abel with faint evil laughter towards Finkle. “Come, Abel has nothing to do here. Quick!” Said Carlos waving his hand. Carlos hopelessly glanced at Abel and dragged himself towards Carlos again, but in a flash, his face was filled with a big smile. Why are you still wearing the “frozen armor in the magic tower?” Asked Camille staring at the ice crystal-like armor curiously. “I heard that if you want to increase your mana, you have to keep using it. It will be a waste if I don’t use it anyway, so I try to practice these spells in my free time as well.” Abel explained with a smile. “You are so hard-working, but normally we won’t use spells in public. Although they are not forbidden, it will irritate the training of the teacher,” said Camille taking a sip of juice. “Ah!” Abel suddenly remembered that he had just used the spell while tripping over on the stairs. Let’s hope the teacher wouldn’t see such an embarrassing thing. “Mr. Your lunch !” Said page, delivering Abel’s lunch on to the table. “Thank you so much!” Abel nodded to page. All the wizard followers were all very nice to each other. Since Abel was also very close to Camille and Carlos, Abel had also treated their wizard followers very nicely. After Page gave a bow, Abel began to cut his steak into small pieces with a table knife. He then stuck his fork into a bit of steak. As he was lifting it, he was interrupted by a weak little soul again. Under the surprised gaze of Camille, Abel put an empty fork in his mouth. Abel had only reacted, as his teeth harshly bit down on the cold hard fork. “Abel, you ok?” Camille asked in a caring voice “Yes, I’m ok!” Abel said in a slight embarrassment. “If you are not feeling well, don’t pretend it’s ok. Tell us as soon as possible.” Said Camille feeling a bit worried for Abel. “I’m ok. Thanks, Camille,” said Abel. He had no idea how to explain the situation. The moment Abel finished his sentence, the ice crystal-like armor suddenly appeared on the body of Abel again. Camille was so shocked by this quick spell, she almost jumped. Carlos, who was at the high point of his conversation, had also stopped. He glanced at Abel curiously, but soon he was back to talking to Finkle again. “Abel, is that a quick spell ?” Asked Camille in curiosity. “This…” As Abel was wondering what he should say, Camille quickly waved her hand and followed, “Sorry Abel, you don’t need to explain.” A Wizard’s self ability was the most important secret to every wizard. Although Abel was not aware of this since he was new to the wizarding world, Camille was fully aware. When she asked that question, she already sensed something wrong. When she noticed Abel was pausing his speech, she immediately stopped him. Even though Abel had been extra careful, he still dropped his food two times during lunch. He also dropped his knife and bit his fork again. All of these instances had made Camille even more worried. After Abel finished his lunch, he quickly grabbed Finkle and ran out of the magic tower under the worry of Camille. When Finkle left the magic tower, he still thought Abel had a change of heart and kindly rescued him from his conversation with Carlos. The moment when they stepped out the front gate, Abel saw his carriage lead by the two inferno bull waiting for him. He couldn’t help but look back at Finkle “Mr., I had informed your steward to order a carriage for you.” Finkle looked at Abel with worry. He had informed Abel’s steward without telling him. Although it was coming from a good-hearted place, this might not do well with all wizards. “Good Job, Finkle!” Said Abel nodding his head. “Please go to the carriage!” Finkle had become enthusiastic again in a flash, as he used all his might to pull down the stairs and open the door of the carriage. He then helped Abel on to the carriage. Abel did not pay attention to the stairs at all. Just with a simple lift, he directly jumped on to the carriage, he then turned back to Finkle and said: “You come on as well!” Due to status, most wizard followers were nobodies. They only did what servants do. If they need to go somewhere on a carriage, they would only sit outside next to the carriage driver. “Thank you, Mr!” Said Finkle with excitement as he stepped on, shaking the entire carriage. “No need to thank me, I’m only worried that with your weight, you would flip the carriage over if you sit at the front.” Said Abel jokingly. The bull carriage began moving. It was already wintertime. Since Abel had a strong body, a bit of cold could not do anything to him. The carriage driver was also used to the cold, so he opened all the windows in the carriage. However, Finkle was different, as soon as the carriage began moving, the wave of freezing wind blew upon him. He couldn’t help but crawl up into a ball, uncontrollably shaking his teeth. “Finkle, all the fat ain’t protecting you from the cold?” Said Abel with a mocking tone as he proceeded to say, “let’s close the window.” “Yes, Mr.” since this was the private carriage of Abel, Finkle was afraid to close the window, no matter how cold it gets. But now, since Abel had commanded, he immediately stood up and closed the window despite shaking the carriage. Seeing the fat body of Finkle, Abel shook his head with a smile. He could not understand. People say skinny people were afraid of the cold, and fat people were fearful of heat. Since Finkle was afraid of cold that bad, Abel decided to turn on his heater and turned it straight to level 10. As the carriage continued to move forward, warm air began to blow into the carriage from the heater. “Mr, that is?” Although Finkle was only a Novice Wizard, he had been in the wizarding world for quite a long time. However, it was the first time he saw a heater in a carriage. “Just a little something to play with.” Abel did not explain too much, but before he could even complete his sentence, the “frozen armor” popped into his body again.

Chapter 159 - Bank Chapter 159: Bank “Mr., this is?” Finkle asked in shock. He was just staring at the air, opening with admiration, wondering where the warm air come from. When Abel’s spell popped out of nowhere, Finkle almost jumped; he thought their carriage was attacked. “Nothing, I’m just practicing spells,” Abel said, and took out a jade from his portal bag and began carving it. Finkle was not an idiot. He knew that in order to make a spell, you needed to make hand gestures, and Abel did not make any hand gestures. It was not normal for the “frozen armor” to just appeared out of thin air, but it was better for him to keep his mouth shut if he wanted to maintain his position. Afterward, Finkle watched Abel carefully carved on his jade. Sometimes Abel would suddenly leave a deep cut in the jade. There were even a few times the carving knife was heading straight towards his finger, but it always stopped just in time. Abel never hurt himself. Finkle had found a pattern. The “Frozen armor would appear on Abel’s body every 7 minutes. And every time it was out of a sudden without any spells or hand gestures. Since Abel’s basic carving knife training was distracted by the weak little souls, his progress was very slow. Luckily he was highly aware of the danger as an elite knight. Since he was distracted, there were multiple times he almost cut his finger off, but the elite knight’s awareness of danger always stopped himself at the last second. The bank of the Holy Continent was located in the best region of the Triumph boulevard in Bakong City. The exterior was built with giant Snow White rocks, and every one of these rocks was polished to a mirror-like finish. It made the Bank of the Holy Continent looked dramatically different from any other construction around. Abel and Finkle walked out of their carriage in front of the bank of the Holy Continent in Bakong City. When Abel was stepping on the Snow White stairs, he was distracted once again. If Finkle did not step up and hold him fast enough, Abel would have done a tumble right in front of the bank of the Holy Continent. “Mr., the bank of the Holy Continent, don’t allow the use of any spells or combat qi,” Finkle gently reminded him. “Really?” Abel had just remembered, all spells were actually forbidden in Bakong city. Luckily he was just in the carriage, and no one had seen him use a spell. Up to this point, Abel had stopped his “frozen armor” spell through the weak little soul, but he did not stop counting down every 7 minutes. He recalled that only in safe places such as the way from the magic tower to the city, he could try to practice multitasking. If he was in Luka’s camp, especially in the wild, there was danger coming from all directions. It was impossible for him to practice multitasking there, so he didn’t want to stop practicing now. “Finkle, go!” Said Abel glancing at Finkle by his side. There were a lot of similarities between the interior of the bank of the Holy continent in Bakong City and the interior of modern banks. There was a huge counter made by black marble, separating the staff area to the guest lounge. All the guests who were here to take care of their business were waiting patiently at the guest lounge for the staff to call their name. Abel looked at the interesting scenery. It was more advanced and beautiful than he had imagined. Although it was only a branch, the wall of the bank was filled with Carving of the goddess of wealth, as well as some image from legendary stories. This made the bank came across as very serious and high class. The moment they stepped in, they automatically began to lower their voice. A bank assistant wearing a white uniform stepped up and bowed. He looked at Abel and Finkle with hesitation. He was not sure which one of the two he should ask. After a while, he asked Finkle gently, “Hello sir, is there anything I can do to help you?” Abel and Finkle were both wearing grey overcoats with hoods. The only difference was that Abel’s coat was made with full cotton while Finkle’s one was made lamb fur to combat the cold, so it looked more expensive. Finkle’s body also looked to be wealthier, so it was easy to mistake Finkle as the boss. Finkle turned his head towards Abel, seeing that Abel was not paying attention. Finkle then turned his head back to the assistant and said: “Please take us to the givings for the wizards!” The bank assistant froze and said with a shaky voice, “Please follow me!” Seeing the look on this assistant’s face, Abel knew the title of a wizard was still very frightening outside the magic tower. As Abel kept thinking, he followed the assistant from the lounge to the second floor with the huge staircase on the left side. “Mr, please be careful!” Finkle followed Abel with worry. Once Abel needed help, he would be right there. “I’m fine!” Said Abel waving his hand. Abel paid closer attention to his steps and safely made it to the second floor. “This was the VIP lounge. Please have a wait here. I will inform our accountant to serve you!” By that point, the bank assistant knew that he had made a mistake. Abel was actually the one with authority, so he quickly bowed and apologized. “No worries, we’ll have a rest here,” said Abel with a smile. After the bank assistant walked off, Abel turned to Finkle and said, “I never thought banks could be so luxurious!” “Luxurious” was Abel’s first impression of the bank of the Holy Continent in Bakong City. It didn’t matter where he looked: the polished white walls or the interior filled with decorations, it was the most beautiful place Abel had been to in Bakong City, other than the shrine. “Mr., the bank of the Holy Continent, was the only bank in every big city. This branch in Bakong City had gone through many years of rebuild and advancement until it became this building in front of our eyes. The banking union was also one of the biggest humanitarian organizations in the world,” Finkle explained. By that time, a servant had already delivered a cup of coffee for each of them. Abel couldn’t help but admire the customer service. When he recalled the times he went to the bank in his past life, he had to wait in line every time, and if he wanted a drink, he would have to buy it himself. However, that was only because he never went to the VIP lounge. The service there was pretty good as well. As Abel was thinking, his hand began to shake, a bit of coffee spilled on to the table. “Mr., are you ok?” Finkle quickly asked. Along the way, he already noticed Abel looked very odd, as though as he was caught up on something, always make mistakes. “Ha!” A woman couldn’t hold back her laughter and laughed out loud. Abel turned his head to look, and at the same time, that woman turned her head as well. That woman was wearing a luxurious outfit. She only wore an extra leather jacket under such cold weather. Abel knew this woman. She was the mistress of King Liandre, Ms. Daisy. “Hello, Baron Abel!” Ms. Daisy did not expect the person she just laughed at was Abel. She was a little frightened as she bowed to Abel. She still remembered the day when her elite knight guard was brutally killed by this young baron. Abel was not close to Ms. Daisy, and they never talked before, so Abel only gave a slight bow back. However, the young man beside Ms. Daisy caught Abel’s attention. The young man looked pale. He was wearing a large leather coat with tightly netted patterns on the top. Although normal people could see it as decorations, Abel knew that it was a magic pattern for a magic circle. He wasn’t sure which magic pattern it was. It was the first time he had seen someone with a magic pattern drawn on their clothing. Abel’s rank as a wizard was not high, but his power of the will was powerful. He could clearly sense that this young man was not an official Wizard. He was probably around the same rank as Carlos, maybe a rank three novice wizard. The young man noticed Abel was paying attention to him, so he smiled and nodded. He then made a wizard greeting gesture with his hand in front of his chest, seemed like he knew Abel’s identity. But it was not hard to guess. In this city, the only people who could dress like Abel and Finkle while still be sitting at the VIP lounge, we’re either Wizards of the servants of the gods. Abel greeted him back with the Wizard hand gesture out of respect. Although this young man came across as very nice and respectful, Abel’s elite Knight awareness told him that this young man was not as nice as he had appeared. It seemed like He was not fond of Ms. Daisy bowing to Abel just then. However, Abel did not care too much. He was so proud of his elite knight awareness. Ever since he began an elite knight, he could see the hidden intentions a lot better. This made socializing a lot easier. Abel continued to think, maybe the two commanders who were friends with Abel, only became friends with him as they saw that Abel was genuine. “Who’s that?” the young wizard gently asked Ms. Daisy from behind. “He is baron Abel. He is an extremely powerful figure in the Duchy.” Said Ms. Daisy. She didn’t know too much about Abel; she only guessed Abel was powerful since even the King had paid a lot of respect to him.

Chapter 160 - Taking Givings Chapter 160: Taking Givings “Powerful!” Muttered the young wizard with a mocking tone, and stated: “Don’t ever talk to him again.” “Yes, Mr..!” Ms. Daisy gently replied with a hint of helplessness in her eyes. She was originally the mistress of King Liandre, living a life that everyone admires. However, after King Liandre became the king, he married a princess from the Duchy of Koror. This princess was very good at her game, and she made King Liandre totally fall for her. Just like that, Ms. Daisy was out of luck, and her status began to take a downfall. Originally she thought she was lucky to meet this respectable Wizard Mr., but who could have guessed this kind looking wizard was actually very bad-hearted. He liked to torture her for entertainment. When Ms. Daisy just remembered how scary Abel was for killing her elite knight, she suddenly forgot what the wizard of her and greeted Abel. It seemed like she would be tortured badly after this. Abel’s great hearing allowed him to hear what the two were saying. Although they didn’t seem to like him too much, from what he could tell, it was just the expression. He guessed it was just the personality of that wizard, so they shouldn’t have much conflict if they don’t make contact with others that much in the future. By that point, a bank assistant had lead that wizard to take care of this business, and Abel’s assistant had arrived too. “My name is Julian. I am the bank of the Holy Continent’s head accountant. Please show your identity card,” said accountant Julian to Abel as she led the two into a guest room. She was a woman with a clear face around the age of 30. Abel took out his magic gold card and his identity card from his waist and handed it to Finkle; he didn’t say a word. Finkle then handed Abel’s magic gold card and identity card to Julian and said: “my Mr. is here to collect his wizard givings!” “Please wait a moment!” Julian knew that Abel was a noble at first glance, and certainly not a noble with a low status. Actually, there was a simple reason why Abel didn’t speak. He was trying to practice multitasking. The more he spoke, the more mistakes he would make, so he let Finkle take care of everything. Julian put the identity card into a gap, igniting a small magic circle. The information of Abel emerged from a jade on the magic circle. “Mr. Abel, you have not collected the givings for the disciples from Morton’s magic tower in 4 months. Do you have any questions?” Said Julian turning back to Abel after checking his information. Abel didn’t speak; he just smiled and shook his head. “I will order someone to bring on your givings, and I will transfer the gold coins on to your magic gold card!” Said Julian as she bowed. Abel then took out another identity card and placed it on the hand of Finkle. Finkle was a little confused, this identity card looked like the identity card of Yveline magic tower, but it was not the identity card of a disciple, nor a wizard follower. At that point, Finkle didn’t know what to say. He only placed the identity card on the hand of Julian. Julian felt a little strange as she receives the identity card as well. Normally wizards only has one identity card, but this young wizard had 2. She put the identity card on the gap to examine. If it didn’t clearly show the details of Abel, she would most likely have guessed a thief had come here to collect givings. “Mr. Abel, there is a month of giving from Yveline magic tower you haven’t collect. Do you have any questions?” said Julian, her voice sounding even more gently. She had worked here for a long time, so she fully understood what it meant when a magic tower decides to give a wizard givings. When Finkle heard the words of Julian, he immediately turned to Abel and looked at him with eyes full of fiery passion. When he used to roam around the three magic towers, he knew that givings from a magic tower was a qualification of that wizard. Normally you didn’t need to do much to get the givings from a magic tower. A magic tower would automatically give you givings during times of crisis when they think they could help. It didn’t matter where Abel had gotten this identity card. It showed that he was already qualified by Yveline magic tower. Furthermore, it showed that Wizard Yveline must trust Abel’s future a lot, to give him an identity card for givings. “No question!” Abel said softly. Although Julian might not notice, Abel’s finger was jumping uncontrollably every second under the table. Finkle could see it very clearly, and he knew, Mr. Abel was making mistakes again. After a while, an assistant brought on two wooden boxes, he then bowed and left after he placed it on the table. Julian opened one of the boxes and said, “These are four bottles of ‘constitution potion’, eight crystal cores, and I will now transfer 40,000 on to your magic gold card. These are your givings for your four months as a disciple.” Abel was a little surprised. Other than the ‘constitution potion,’ he was also given two crystal cores every month. Although these were only normal fire crystal cores, they did not sell them on the market. If you really wanted to buy it, you would have to pay an extra 20,000 gold coins for teleportation and buy it from the wizard exchange ground. “Mr., other than being the disciple of Morton’s magic tower. The disciples for other magic towers only get one bottle of ‘constitution potion’ and 10,000 gold coins per month. They don’t even give out any crystal cores,” Said Finkle with eyes full of admiration looking at Abel’s givings on the table. These resources for wizard training were very hard to come by for an ordinary person. If you wanted a ‘constitution potion’, the only way was to go to a black market and pay the price a few times higher than the normal value. But even then, it was not certain that you could get one. Julian then opened the other box and said: “This is a red intermediate magic gem, and I will transfer you another 20,000 gold coins!” Abel was shocked that there was a red intermediate magical gem being given to him. Red Intermediate magic gems were normally the givings for official wizards. If he was given one of them every month, she would have 12 of them in a year, that meant Yveline magic tower was giving him a big gift. The appearance of intermediate magic gems in the givings from a magic tower was nothing extraordinary. This was because most wizards who were qualified by a magic tower was official wizards. Gold coins meant little to nothing to official wizards, so the only thing that’s attractable was an intermediate magic gem. Finkle’s eyes were about to pop out as he looked from aside. A deeply shocked expression emerged from his fat face as his sight locked on that red intermediate magic gem. When Abel saw Finkle, he couldn’t help but give him a pad on the shoulder and said with a smile, “You haven’t seen much, have you, Finkle.” As a wizard follower roaming outside of magic towers, Finkle never even had the chance to see any of these elite wizard resources. Therefore, his expression was totally reasonable. It was only a spoiled person like Abel would treat an intermediate gem like it’s nothing. “Here are your identity cards and magic gold card, please keep it well!” Said Julian as she handed the cards back to Abel. Abel stuck out his hand. But, he was suddenly interrupted by weak little souls again and directly grabbed Julian’s hand. “Mr. Abel, you…?” In a flash, the face of Julian became red. She immediately pulled her hands away and looked at Abel with slight discomfort. “Sorry, sorry!” Abel’s face was fully red. This could only end badly for him; every time he tried to multitask, something would go wrong. Seeing Abel’s immediate apologies, Julian began to wonder if Abel was intentional or really had grabbed her hand by mistake. “Mr. is having some problems with his training. He is always thinking about it, so he often gets distracted. Please forgive us!” Said Finkle as he immediately stood up and bowed. Among this awkward embarrassment, Abel put his givings, identity cards, and magic gold card away. But as he was throwing his givings into his portal bag, Finkle and Julian’s expressions began to change again. There was no question. This bag was a portal bag. How could such a small bag swallow that much stuff? Every official Wizard could only obtain one portal bag, and normally these portal bags would be bought back with a high price by the Wizard Union when the wizard died, unless if the offsprings of that wizard was also a wizard. There was only one way a portal bag was left without an owner, and that was killing an official Wizard. Every portal bag owned by an unofficial wizard signified the death of an official Wizard. With the deep yearning for official wizards in this world, you could just imagine what the two were feeling when they saw Abel’s portal bag.

Chapter 161 - : Black Wind Enters Chapter 161: Black Wind Enters The first thing Abel did when he arrived back at his mansion in Triumph boulevard was to order steward Ken to prepare a large amount of meat. He wanted to bring Black Wind into Rogue Encampment, so he needed to prepare enough food for Black Wind for at least ten days. Luckily since Black Wind’s been living in his mansion, they always had a large amount of meat stock up. On top of that, since the weather was cold, the meat could be preserved quite well. After a while, steward Ken brought on the meats. After Abel had dinner with Loraine, Abel led Black Wind into his room under the unhappy gaze of Loraine. Black Wind was very excited to be with its owner. As the separation raised, enormous trees surrounded their sights. The alert sensation of Black Wind was triggered, as he got into a protective position in front of its owner. “Woooo” black Wind howled, preparing for the potential danger at any moment. “It’s ok, Black Wind,” said Abel gently as he hugged Black Wind in his chest, trying to comfort it. “Woooo woooo!” Black Wind had become calmer as he lightly leaned against Abel. “Black Wind, I need you to fight alongside me!” Abel did not say these words out loud. He only sent this message through his soul chain with Black Wind. When Black Wind sensed a battle was coming, all his muscles began to tense up. Black Wind was born to fight, and Abel could clearly felt that. “Nice!” Abel let out a big laugh as he padded Black Wind, and freed it from the hug. Abel first turned off the movement of the weak little souls and took out a scroll of town portal. He then injected his mana into it, and an oval shape blue water wave portal appeared. Suddenly, Abel realized this portal was too small. It was only suitable for humans, and by this point, Black Wind had largely exceeded the size of this door. Abel deeply sighed within. It seemed like his idea of fighting alongside Black Wind wasn’t going to work out. As Abel was still thinking, Black a Wind caught Abel off guard and stuck its paw directly into the portal. “Black Wind, No!” Abel shouted, and the enormous body of Black Wind vanished in front of his eyes. Abel felt a cool breeze in his heart. The memories of Black Wind as a little mount wolf, trying to be cute and running alongside him, to the memories of Black Wind slowly growing up, yearning for his attention, and riding through the blazing wind, all flashed before the eyes of Abel. “Black Wind, please be ok!” Abel was trying to connect with Black Wind through the soul chain, but there was no reply. “That’s right, let’s go to Rogue encampment to take a look!” Abel mumble as he stepped into the portal. As Abel was still in vertigo through the teleportation, he felt an enormous black shadow leaning against his body. After he had woken up, he saw that Black Wind was still in perfect condition leaning by his side. “Black Wind, you scared the life out of me!” Said Abel with a slightly hoarse laughing tone. Abel felt In his heart that Black Wind wanted to fight alongside its owner no matter how dangerous. Abel had never felt so much certainty in his body. “Ok, let’s fight together.” Shouted Abel, feeling like he could take on an army of ten thousand as his voice filled every corner of the Rogue Encampment. Abel had learned his lesson after this, and he should be more careful and plan things out better. If he tested out the portal with other large animals first before bringing Black Wind, he wouldn’t be hit with such a shock. If Black Wind was lost just like that, the consequences would be unimaginable. Black Wind was a mount on paper, but it was always a child in the heart of Abel. Ever since Black Wind was born, it began following Abel. Abel watched it learn how to walk, slowly grow up and slowly became the giant it is today. Before entering a battle, they must first make sure they were well prepared. The exploding big swords had been used up, and it needs refills. Abel also needed to finish his meditation practice for today, it was crucial to his progress, and he could not miss a day. When Abel was meditating, Black Wind did not disturb him. Black Wind’s intelligence had relentlessly increased after Abel had used the “mount enhancement technique.” Furthermore, every since he had become a king of beasts, it could clearly understand every word of Abel, and the soul chain just made simple interaction even easier. An hour of meditation passed by in a flash. His progress was still very slow. Maybe he should try again hunt a soul beast for a crystal core. Abel dedicated his next following three days ruthlessly forging exploding big swords and practicing spells. Every time he used up his mana, he would forge, and once his mana recovered, he would practice spell again. He only used a Knight’s big sword to make those exploding big swords because he was used to them ever since he was young. The most training he had gotten was using a Knight’s big sword. The weapon we were most familiar with was a Knight’s big sword. And ever since he became a Blacksmith Master, his most forged weapon was also a Knight’s big sword. So you could say that every single muscle of Abel had deep muscle memory of using a Knight’s big sword. He deeply understood every inch of a Knight’s big sword from the inside out, and he knew out to threw a Knight’s big sword as far as possible without even thinking. An exploding big sword was caused by a failed rune damaging the elements of a big sword. This ignited the core power of a magical gem, scattering the pieces of the sword in all directions. As Abel’s forging skills continued to increase, the toughness of his swords also increased. This allowed every piece that’s been blown outwards even more powerful and penetrable. Abel had made 11 exploding big swords, filling up all the space in his personal storage room, the food, and the super exploding big sword. He had also made a full ice magic armor for his brother Zach. Seeing the 11 exploding big swords, Abel’s confidence raised by miles. Now that he had Black Wind’s speed and the 11 exploding big swords, he could kill a fallen shaman if he just was careful. Once the fallen shaman was killed, all those other fallens couldn’t do anything to him. At most, he just needed to use Black Wind’s speed and use the ‘flying kite’ technique to slowly clean them up. “Black Wind, Let’s go!” Said Abel to the doing nothing, almost falling asleep Black Wind. “Wof!” As soon as Black Wind heard Abel’s calling, he immediately gained an enormous amount of energy, howling to the sky. Abel hopped on to the back of Black Wind as Black Wind viciously accelerated. Its speed was so fast, Abel couldn’t even open his eyes. It seemed like Black Wind had been bored to death these past few days. When they left the Rogue encampment, Black Wind was filled with excitement. The grounds were filled with grass, Black Wind’s favorite environment. Black Wind’s instinct passed down by its ancestors told it that places with grass are the best. Abel remembered it used to take him to get to the camp of the fallens by walking, but under the speed of Black Wind, it took him no time. Sitting on the back of the 3 meters tall Black Wind, Abel took out his telescope. Now, he no longer needed to climb up somewhere to see the red ocean. Abel began to search for the trace of the fallen shaman. The fallen shaman was also entirely red like the other fallen. The only difference was that it held a big magic cane in one hand and a short knife in another. Since these characteristics were not obvious, and because the fallens were constantly moving around their camp. It made finding the fallen shaman even harder. Abel knew the search is unavoidable, but he was unsure how many fallen shaman there were. A little carelessness could lead to big mistakes, so it was still better to spend more time closely examining the conditions of the fallen camp. One by one, Abel had almost compared over thousands of fallen with the next. In the end, he was certain there were three fallen shamans. These fallen shamans were very cunning. They were always surrounded by 10 of the tallest fallens to hide. However, because of this discovery, once Abel found the first fallen shaman, the other two were easy to find. “Black Wind, go!” With the shout of Abel, Black Wind accelerated to the camp of the fallen. “Gu du! Gu du!” When Abel was around 100 meters from the camp of the fallen, some fallen had already begun to alert. All the fallen in the camp cluttered up into a chaotic ball. “Gu du! Gu du!” But with a serious-sounding call, the fallen began to get organized. The closest 100 fallen to Abel began to rush towards Abel. Seeing this scenery, Abel began to frown. He was not expecting the fallen shaman to be this clever, that it could control the fallen to attack and defend. “Black Wind, Closer!” With Abel’s commanded through the soul chain, Black Wind had gotten very close to the fallen. It seemed like he could even smell the stink of the fallen.

Chapter 162 - Black Wind’S First Fight Chapter 162: Black Wind’s First Fight “Turn!” Under Abel’s command, Black Wind took a sharp turn around 5 meters in front of the hundreds of Fallen. Abel felt that he was scraping the side of the Fallen as he sped towards the bottom of the Fallen camp. The Fallen were shocked by Black Wind’s sharp movements, and the commands of the Fallen shaman lost its effect. The Fallen, who were rushing towards Black Wind frantically turned to follow it. They all shouted, “Gu Du! Gu Du!” Like an insane person as they rushed behind Black Wind. Abel did not command Black Wind to accelerate. Instead, he had just slowly maintained his distance with the Fallen following behind. The Fallen had been lead 20 meters beyond the left side of Fallen camp. At that time, some Fallen began to return. They knew they had gone too far beyond their field. “Black Wind, Accelerate!” With Abel’s shout, Black Wind suddenly turned in to a bolt of lightning. Under the “Gu Du! Gu Du!” Abel had penetrated the Fallen on the left side and entered the Fallen camp. The Fallen on the right side also began to call and rush towards Abel, but their speed was nothing compared to Black Wind. They were way too slow. Three fireballs flew from the camp towards Abel. Black Wind did a quick stop, and effortlessly dodged 2 of the fireballs. It then accelerated again and jumped above the 3rd fireball, showing off his skill as the number one mount in the Holy Continent. With a flick of a hand, Abel took out an exploding big sword from the personal storage space in his Horadric cube. With a roar, Abel used all his mighty force from his waist to his arm and threw the exploding big sword towards the exact direction of the closest Fallen shaman. Abel did not look at the result. He was already holding another exploding big sword in a Knight’s throwing position. In a flash, he threw it in the same direction. “Bang! Bang!” With the 2 connected loud bang, the Fallen began to scatter toward all directions. Especially seeing the mangled dead body of the Fallen shaman, and the 10 Fallen by its side who had been blown into pieces of blood and meat. The Fallen was horrified as they scream and run around. “Gu Du! Gu Du!” The two leftover Fallen shaman did not have the speed of the Fallen. They could only scream and command the Fallen to attack while trying to raise the dead Fallen on the ground by waving their magic cane. Abel did not expect the scenery that follows in a hundred years. Other than the 2 Fallen that had been raised again by the Fallen shaman immediately, the soul of all the other dead Fallen flew out and was sucked into the Horadric Cube. No matter how hard the 2 Fallen shamans tried, the dead Fallen remained dead on the ground. “Too good!” Abel was in love with how powerful the Horadric cube was. Joy filled his heart. He no longer had to be afraid of the rebirth ability of the Fallen, so killing them off was just a matter of time. Abel did not miss this perfect opportunity. As the 2 Fallen shamans were exposing themselves from their big ground, another exploding big sword appeared in the hand of Abel with a flick. In a breath, Abel got into a throwing position, and before one of the Fallen shamans could even react, an exploding big sword had already landed in front of his feet. This Fallen shaman had just witnessed the power of these exploding big sword. He was immediately horrified. He sprinted with his tiny legs, but so sad he was still too slow. “Bang!” The Fallen shaman had been blown on to the ground, twitching his tiny legs non stop in mid-air. However, Abel did not care about the Fallen shaman on the ground. At that time, the last Fallen shaman had rejoined with the big group. The left side Fallen had also come back. If Abel didn’t leave now, he might get trapped in the Fallen camp. “Black Wind, speed!” Along with the roar of Abel, Black Wind accelerated again. There were a few scattered Fallen emerging from the front. Before Abel could even do anything, Black Wind had already stuck out his sharp claws and rushing towards the Fallen. With such great momentum and the scary claws of Black Wind, the Fallen could no longer keep their body intact. It had turned into pieces of meat and blood on the ground. Black Wind’s speed was too scary. It took less time than Abel had initially imagined to penetrated the surrounding Fallen. There was still a large gap before the Fallen were regrouped. Abel still had 9 exploding big swords. They needed to round the Fallen up to unleash the greatest power. As Abel was still thinking, he commanded Black Wind to accelerate along the sides of the Fallen camp. After a few rounds, Abel only had to dodge a few fireballs. He didn’t seem to be getting any major attacks, and just like that, he successfully lead the Fallen into the center of the camp. Abel continuously threw 3 exploding big swords into the center of the Fallen camp. After 2 seconds, he threw four more exploding big swords around the Fallen on the surrounding of the camp. The first exploding big swords that was thrown in the center of the Fallen camp was just lucky enough to land right in the chest of a Fallen. That Fallen was screaming in agony while all the other Fallen were trying to run for their lives. However, the place was way too crowded by their fellow Fallen. There was no place to go as they let out their last screams. The second exploding big sword that was thrown also evoked some ear-shattering screams. The third exploding big sword was no different. One characteristic of the Fallen was that they were the bravest thing until one of them had died. Once one of them had died, all of their bravery would vanish. They will scatter towards all directions running and screaming for their lives. However, after a while, their bravery would come back. Therefore, although the Fallen in the center were screaming for their lives, the Fallen on the outer still rushed towards Abel. At least that’s what their simple mind told them to do. But soon, 4 exploding big swords were landed by their side. Until they could even have time to scream. An earth-shaking bang had come from the center of their camp. Bang! Bang! Bang! Under these three big bangs, the Fallen, which had been rounded up by Abel in the center of the camp, had vanished from their sea of red. The big bangs continued. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Now, the Fallen that had been scattered to the side had been cleared as well. Just like that, the Fallen camp seemed to lost 2/3 of its Fallen. The Horadric cube on Abel’s arm seemed to flash a ray of dark gold color again. Joy quickly filled Abel’s heart as he speeded up his hand movement. By this point, he no longer cared about wasting resources. He took out the last exploding big sword and thrown it straight towards the last 10 Fallen concentrated together. After a Bang, their souls had been sucked into the Horadric cube again. “Kill!” Nothing could stop Abel at this point. He took out his Knight’s long spear. With the speed of Black Wind, the power of his long spear had increased multiple times. His other hand began to flash the ‘fireball’ spell, as he stabbed towards the Fallen with his long spear. This is a real massacre. Due to the rebirth ability of the Fallen, their defenses were not strong. Even a single ‘fireball’ spell could easily take their lives. Furthermore, since Abel’s long spear had the physical impact ability as well as the speed of Black Wind, he could easily kill a Fallen within 3-4 stabs. In the Fallen camp, once Abel saw a few more Fallen began to concentrate, he would throw out another ‘fireball’ spell. Once one of them had burned to death, the other would be horrified and begin to run around chaotically. This gave Abel a chance to test out Black Wind’s powerful acceleration. He no longer cared about the ‘rumble 10 meters’ ability of his long spear as he stuck it out. Ten meters was like a single step of Black Wind, and he only needed 3-4 stabs to kill off a Fallen. Although the killing was easy, there were still many Fallen. The battle had taken more than 3 hours, Abel’s mana had been totally depleted. By this point, he could only dash out a single ‘fireball’ every 2-3 minutes, since only a point of mana could be recover per minute. Other than that, Abel made most of his killing with his long spear. When there were only a hundred Fallen left, Abel’s Horadric cube flashed a ray of dark gold light again. This was Abel’s last rare chance. With the speed of Black Wind, they did a great job killing the Fallen off. Abel only had to face 1 -2 Fallen at a time, and the rumble ability of his long spear had helped him a lot in the time of emergency. It was Black Wind’s first battle, and already he got the chance to face so many powerful enemies. Joy lit up in its heart. Every time it stuck out his claw, at least 10 Fallen would fall to the ground, helping its owner to strike. As the number of Fallen kept decreasing, they had arrived at the near end of the battle. Once the last Fallen had fallen on the ground, there were no other being alive in this camp other than Abel and Black Wind.

Chapter 163 - Short Cane Chapter 163: Short Cane After the battle had ended, a horrific smell of blood and rotten corpses filled the atmosphere. Even Black Wind was shaking his head. He hated the smell. However, Abel did not care at all since he loved cleaning up battlefields way too much. He jumped down from the back of Black Wind, stepping on puddles of blood and began to search for any collectible items. Abel was hoping he could find some potions or equipment by exploding, but this hope had been destroyed again and again. Still, Abel was not willing to give up his last bit of hope. When Abel was feeling more and more hopeless, he suddenly saw one of the dead Fallen shamans on the ground. Abel’s eyes began to sparkle. The dead Fallen shaman was holding a magic cane on one of his hands. It was a magic cane. Even the lowest-ranking ones were considered as a rare treasure in the Holy Continent. This was because the resources required to make a magic cane was way too scarce, so very little magic canes were made in the Holy Continent. Abel sped up his steps and picked up the magic cane from the ground. He brushed off the blood on its surface and shoved it in the Horadric Cube. He then used his power of the will to focus on it. Some statistics appeared: Short cane (normal) Longevity: 18-20 +1 fireball +50% damage to immortal beings. My god, that’s some real equipment. Now, Abel had learned that equipment didn’t come from explosions. Instead, they were also held within the hand of those creatures from hell. So all he needed to do from now on was just to kill those creates from hell, and their weapons will automatically be dropped on the ground for grab. Although this magic cane was considered as the worst one in Diablo 2 by looking at its attributes, it was a true treasure in the Holy Continent. As long as Abel held this magic cane in his hand, all his ‘fireball’ spells would increase a rank, making it much more powerful. Furthermore, the +50% damage to immortal beings also allowed him to strike more powerfully against immortal beings. However, Abel did not show any interest in the other weapon of the Fallen shaman. He didn’t even want to touch it. It was an old, worn-out short knife. Over a long time of cutting meat, a stinking smelling covered the surface of the short knife. Abel walked around the camp for a while. He collected two more magic canes from the Fallen Shamans. He then threw them into the Horadric cube for examination again. Short cane (normal) Longevity: 12-20 +50% damage to immortal beings Short cane (normal) Longevity: 15-20 +1 spirit transfer +50% damage to immortal beings The last magic cane made Abel’s eyes sparkle. The + 1 spirit transfer attribute was too good. Spirit transfer was only something an official Wizard could do in the Holy Continent. It was a truly powerful attribute since it was appearing in a magic cane that a novice Wizard could use. ‘Spirit transfer’ was a spell. It allowed the wizard to control a target from afar within their mind. Through this strange controlling power, a wizard could take things they could not have otherwise or attack enemies from a distance. To a cunning and bad intentioned wizard, this ability could give them a lot of opportunities. Most of the time, wizards would use this spell to pick up things, trigger mechanisms, and attack their enemies. You could say the ‘spirit transfer’ gave wizards a more extended arm. This was the exact spell that Wizard Morton had used to destroy the ‘fireball’ of Abel when they first met. Abel did not care about the stains on the short cane. As he the short cane it on his hand, he felt a weird sensation emerging. His power of the will bond to the short cane, and an arrow appeared on the top of the short cane. When he ignited the arrow with his power of the will, the short cane moved forward automatically, and a pattern appeared. Afterward, he felt his mana rushing towards the pattern, and soon it became a spell that was ready to be unleashed at any moment. Abel’s power of the will sensed that he only needed to push forward with his power of the will, and he could unleash this spell on to a target. He began to stretch out his power of the will. Sixteen points of power of will allowed him to reach beyond his body for 16 meters. However, this time he could reach 17 meters until it stopped. Abel began to question darkly in his heart, had his power of the will increase again? But did not think too much, his curiosity towards the “spirit transfer” spell was the only thing that was on his mind. His power of the will locked down on a rock, in a flash the rock was surrounded by white light. The rock vanished, and suddenly Abel felt something heavy on his hand. It was a rock. It was wonderful. Abel was very satisfied by how this spell had turned out. This spell was only used by an official wizard. Every time when Abel saw his teacher Wizard Morton use this spell to take things from his shelf, he couldn’t help but get jealous. Now, since he got this magic cane, he too could use this spell. “Wait!” Abel whispered. He seemed to have just missed something. That’s right, Abel had done a quickened spell. There was no spell, no hand gestures. It was the first time Abel had used the ‘spirit transfer,’ he had never even seen its magic pattern, let alone saying the spell. But just like that, he had unleashed the spell in a quicker way. The magic cane was not powerful because it increased the attacking power, and definitely not the increased damage to immortal beings or something like that. Its most powerful characteristic in the Holy Continent was the ability to increase quicken spells. Abel had only seen quicken spells being used by His teacher Wizard Morton. However, he never knew if it was just a technique or an actual quicken spell. Up to this point, Abel had really underestimated the value of these magic canes. At first, he only thought they could increase magic power. Now, he realized besides that whiteboard magic cane. The other two were treasures. There were still a lot of uses in regards to that whiteboard magic cane. For example, he was using it as studying material or resources. Abel was still very new in regards to these things, so he couldn’t think of much on the spot. But he was sure that he would definitely have a use for this whiteboard magic cane. Abel tested out the ‘spirit transfer’ and ‘fireball’ a few more times out of curiosity. After a while, he realized the sacrifice of using the magic cane, and that was doubling the mana consumption. Although he was unsure how much mana ‘spirit transfer’ would consume, he was very familiar with the ‘fireball.’ Originally it consumed 2.5 points of mana. Now it consumed 5 points of mana. To a low ranking wizard, doubling their mana consumption would hugely reduce the time they were Abel to sustain a battle. However, it could also speed up their attacks. Which one was more important? That was up to the situation. But no matter what, a quickened spell was a powerful way to increase the fighting ability of a low ranking wizard. Abel had just recovered his mana, but after a few testing, he had used up all of them again. Abel was exhilarated after such a big battle. He whispered to Black Wind, “Black Wind, let’s go back.” Black Wind jog to the side of Abel, and Abel jumped on to its back. Black Wind didn’t even need Abel’s command. In a flash, he had sped out of this place full of sickening smell. To a being with a strong sense of smell, a filthy and disgusting place such as the Fallen camp was like hell to Black Wind. If its owner did not command It to stay, Black Wind would leave the place without a second of doubt. Without using the scroll of town portal, Black Wind had directly run back to the Rogue encampment. Although the portal did not hurt Black Wind, he tried to use it as less as possible. The shock last time deepened his relationship with Black Wind. When they arrived at the empty fireplace, Abel took out some wood from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag, which he had prepared in advance. He threw the wood floor in the fireplace and dashed out a ‘fireball’ spell, lighting up the wood. Alongside the bonfire, he took out some meat that he had prepared for himself and Black Wind and began to BBQ at the bonfire. Black Wind lay on the ground by the side, waiting for his food to be ready. Normally Black Wind wouldn’t eat raw meat, and Abel had always stuck to his theory that cooked meat would make Black Wind smarter. Because of this, the number of chefs in his home had increased from 2 to 4. Black Wind needed too much food. After they filled their stomach up, Abel took Black Wind to the riverside. No one was looking anyway, so Abel took off all his clothes and began to take a shower. Originally he was planning to eat after the shower, but he was way too hungry after such a long battle. Even Black Wind was hungry. Black Wind jumped into the river, submerging its entire body in the water. The weather in the Rogue encampment was super comfortable. There were no changes in seasons. For the many days that Abel had arrived here, the weather remained in perfect condition. Although the temperature might drop a little after rain, it often returns to normal very quickly. This weird weather reminded Abel that this world was a training ground divided into heaven and hell.

Chapter 164 - Taking Soul Potions Again Chapter 164: Taking Soul Potions Again Abel brushed himself clean in the water and took out his clothes from the Kong Kong spirit portal bag. It was a breath of fresh air. Seeing its owner had already cleaned himself, Black Wind also jumped out of the water and head towards the shore shaking its butt. “Black Wind, NO!” but no matter how loud Abel shout, he could not stop Black Wind from shaking water off its body. All his new clothes were now wet. “You bastard!” Said Abel irritatedly, lightly hitting the back of Black Wind. “Woof woof!” Black Wind did not care at all, instead, he leaned its head even closer to Abel, lightly closing its eyes comfortably allowing Abel to hit him. Seeing his clothes were already ruined by Black Wind, Abel gave up on trying to fix it. Therefore, he grabbed a hold of the back of Black Wind’s head and threw him straight back into the water in one breath. With the laughter of Abel, The woo woo sound of Black Wind, the calming sound of water, and the sound of ocean waves from a distance, this long lost human camp was filled with a lively atmosphere once again. The sky was getting dark, so Abel took out the Akara tent and entered it with Black Wind. This place was very safe; even the area outside of the camp could not see a single creature move. Sitting on a chair out of ambergris wood, Abel would felt a slight impose of dragon down below. Since he had become an Elite Knight, Abel was a lot more sensitive to imposes. This kind of chair made by ambergris wood used to only give Abel a slight relaxation to his power of the will. But now, this sensation had been emphasized many times. The dragon impose on the ambergris wood was a very soft and comforting, and it worked even better with the impose of an elite Knight. Even Black Wind, who was by the side, could see the benefit of the ambergris wood and the meditation jade. It laid its body on the floor made out of meditation Jade tiles and leaned against the bed made out of ambergris wood. By that point, Abel was feeling very peaceful in his heart and body. A calming atmosphere spreader from the meditation Jade tile floor to the barrier dimension. Every breath he inhaled he felt like he was getting even more relaxed. He then opened the Horadric cube, there were 2 bottles of the dark gold-colored soul potions’ at the corner of Horadric cube. The last time he had only used one bottle of this ‘soul potion,’ his knowledge on magic greatly increased. He had 2 bottles here, and the weak little souls also needed these potions to nourish. Abel took out one bottle of the ‘soul potion’. After a bit of consideration, he also took out his carving knife, multiple types of jade, the pattern scroll for the fire spell ‘warmth’, the pattern scroll for the ice spell ‘ice bomb’, the pattern scroll for the electric spell ‘charging bolt and put them all on the chair made by ambergris wood. Abel held the ‘soul potion’ on his hand; he deeply admired it as he stared at the dark gold liquid within. After 3 trials he had come to a conclusion. This soul potion was made by the soul of at least 500 creatures of hell. It was only in this world he could get so many capable yet weak souls from those creatures of hell. He tilted his head back and poured the ‘soul potion’ into his mouth. At first, he wanted to control the ‘soul potion’ to nourish the weak little souls first. But once the potion had entered his mouth, it had turned into an uncontrollable gas rushing towards his brain. He was not able to control it at all. He had learned his lesson from his past attempt of inhaling the ‘soul potion’. When he entered into a state similar to the flash of realization, he did not let his thoughts go crazy. Instead, he began to think about the basic 11 knife skills of the carving knife. A simulated Abel appeared in his mind. His hand was holding a carving knife, carving on the surface of a jade. The 11 knife skills were being executed one by one right in front of his eyes. The state in which Abel was in seemed to be subconscious, but he felt like he was also able to control some of his actions. It was very weird. The 11 knife skills were not hard to learn at all, and Abel had mastered all of them including the direct cut, side cut, fast cut, slow cut, sharp cut, smooth cut, dance cut, soft cut, hard cut, flat cut, and reserve cut in almost no time. Abel was confident at this point if he had a carving knife with him, he could certainly execute all 11 basic carving knife techniques perfectly. However, every second from now on was very precious. He did not fully master the ‘frozen armor’ spell last time, so the simulated Abel in his mind began to work on it again. The speed of unleashing the spell slowly increased and the spell was getting simpler. At last, the spell of ‘frozen armor’ was simplified. All he needed to do now to unleash the spell was to say “Frozen armor! and it would only take one second to be released. As the ‘frozen armor’ turned into ice flakes and vanished into thin air from the body of simulated Abel, the realization state of this spell had also ended. Abel then began to practice the 3 new spells he had learned. First, he chose the electric spell ‘charging bolt’. This was the only beginner rank spell that was able to unleash a group attack. Ever since he saw the Fallen camp which looked like a sea of red made up of Fallen, he yearned for these types of group attack spells. Therefore, he picked this spell first. The soul potion was really showing off its usefulness. Normally if Abel was to learn a new spell, it would still take him 8-10 days to learn the most basic one. However, under the influence of the ‘soul potion’ in this state of realization, the simulated Abel in the mind of Abel only needed to attempt the ‘charging bolt’ spell around 10 times until he could execute it. As he attempted to do the ‘charging bolt’ spell more and more, it’s pattern and words he needed to say to execute spell had gotten simpler. In this state of realisation, he did not know how much time had passed. At the end, he only needed to simply say “charging bolt!” to unleash the spell. The time it took to unleash the ‘charging bolt’ spell was also 1 second. Abel realized in his state of realization, maybe it was impossible to shorten these more complicated spells such as the ‘frozen armor’ and the ‘charging bolt’ to the 0.5 seconds of the ‘fire bolt’ spell. After the ‘charging bolt’ realization state had completed. The ephemeral effect of the ‘soul potion’ in Abel’s mind had already been used up. Afterward, Abel took out another bottle of ‘soul potion’ from his Horadric cube. Just as he opened the bottle and about to pour it down his throat, Black Wind had woken up. Seeing the dark gold color’ soul potion’ on the hand of its owner, Black Wind felt an instinctive urge to jump towards its owner. However, he was bound by the powerful force of his soul chain, so he could only remain still, gaze locked on the ‘soul potion’ with all his might. Abel noticed the weird look on Black Wind’s face, he fully understood in his heart that these ‘soul potion’ could attract the attention of all beings with a soul. However, he only had one bottle and he needed it for himself, so under these circumstances, he could not give this bottle to Black Wind. “Black Wind, go lay back down. There will be a lot of chances in the future for you to try one.” Abel half-heartedly commanded and half-heartedly comforted Black Wine wind through the soul chain. After Black Wind had received the message through the soul chain, he had gotten more clear-headed from his half-awake state. Although the ‘soul potion’ was very attractive to it, it knew that it was its owner’s potion, so of course he wouldn’t even think about taking it. Therefore, it would retrain its desire for the ‘soul potion’ and went back to where he was laying down, enjoying the pleasure brought about by the meditation Jade and ambergris wood. Abel smiled. He understood how Black Wind was feeling through the soul chain. Although it really wanted the ‘soul potion’, it knew its owner had first priority and held back its desire for the potion. Abel was very happy because of this. Abel drank up the last bottle of ‘soul potion’ and entered the state of realization again. The simulated Abel in the mind of Abel began to test out the pattern for the ice spell ‘ice bolt’. This spell was clearly much simpler than the ‘frozen armor’ and ‘charging bolt’. It only took simulated Abel around 20 times until he could execute the spell to perfection his mind. After around 100 attempts of doing the ‘ice bolt’ spell, it was simplified. Now all he needed to do was to say “ice bolt!” to unleash the spell, and its time of execution was 0.5 seconds, same as the ‘fire bolt’ spell. Seemed like the ‘ice bolt’ spell and the ‘fire bolt’ spell were the simplest beginner spells.

Chapter 165 - Strengthen Chapter 165: Strengthen Only one spell was left, ‘warmth.’ As Abel was in the state of realization, he only needed quickly glance at the record on the table, before he could remember all the information on the lambskin parchment about the ‘warmth’ spell in his head. ‘Warmth’ was a special spell, not only because it’s pattern was completed, but also because it needed to inject mana until it became fixed in mind, similar to the Novice Wizard pattern. It was like trying to increase another rank, but the ability of this spell was not worth it, considering how much effort it would take to develop it. That’s why many wizards had given up trying to learn this spell. However, Abel was not like that. Under his state of realization, he was not afraid of complicated patterns; all he needed to do was spend a little more time. Besides that, he knew that once he attained some treasure that was able to recover his mana, this ability to further speed up the rate of recovery could be very powerful. The simulated Abel in the mind of Abel began to dissect the pattern for the ‘warmth’ spell. The pattern for the ‘warmth’ spells was a lot more complicated than all the other spell patterns, even the ones for increasing rank. A large amount of mana was needed to fill up these three layers of complicated pattern. No wonder why wizards didn’t want to learn this spell. Most of the work was done instinctively as Abel was in his state of realization, and the ‘soul potion’ had also increased the strength of his soul. The simulated Abel did not felt like the pattern was complicated. He continued to draw the ‘warmth’ spell pattern in his mind, but the pattern kept vanishing as he kept failing. Luckily, he was in a simulation. If he was actually drawing this pattern with his mana, he would be suffering from a headache caused by mana depletion long ago Abel tried so many times that he could no longer remember how many times he had tried to draw the ‘warmth’ spell pattern. At last, the ‘warmth’ spell pattern was close to completion, and the effect of the ‘soul potion’ was also wearing off. Abel sensed the effect of the ‘soul potion’ was slowly decreasing in his state of realization. His heart began to get a little desperate, but soon he was calmed down by the cool sensation of the meditation Jade. Once again, he focused with all his might on to the ‘warmth’ spell pattern. It seemed like Abel had entered a state similar to the first time he forged a hundred skills iron base. As he was surrounded by the mediation, Jade’s atmosphere, everything around him had disappeared. The only thing in his sight was the warmth’ spell pattern. The effect of the ‘soul potion’ didn’t matter; nothing could stop him now. The only thing that was in his world now was the ‘warmth’ spell pattern. When Abel was just about to use up all his mana, the ‘warmth’ spell pattern had finally appeared in the mind of Abel. Afterward, the Horadric cube on his right arm had flashed a dark gold ray of light again. Abel opened his eyes, drenched in sweat, and his stomach had a bit of a stitch from starvation. As an elite knight, he didn’t even have enough energy to get up. He was puzzled in his heart, has it been a very long time. He turned towards Black Wind, who was sleeping by aside, and he quickly scrapped this idea. If it had really been a very long time, Black Wind would definitely be starving. There was no way it could sleep comfortably like this. Abel recalled what had just happened. It seemed like he had entered into another state of realization produced by his own body after the effect of the two bottles of ‘soul potions’ had been used up. He had three realizations in a row. Even though he was an elite Knight, and he had an extraordinarily powerful body, he could not withstand such relentless exhaustion. He needed to quickly refill his energy. He shouldn’t mess around like this in the future again. If he had really starved to death during his realization, he would be the first Wizard in the Holy Continent to do so. As Abel was darkly thinking to himself, some bread and juice had appeared in his hand. Abel took a huge bite of the bread and drank a large mouthful of juice. He could feel his body madly absorbing the energy in the food. His fatigue had only started to fade, and his body started to regain energy after eating five pieces of bread and three bottles of juice. Black a Wind was woken up by the sound of Abel eating. Seeing its owner eating by himself, a hint of resentment emerged from its big eyes. Abel lethargically padded Black Wind and said “Let’s go, I’ll help you prepare your food. It seems like I have become your chef these days.” Abel packed up the Akara tent and started a fire again. He then began barbecuing a large chunk of meat in the fire. Seeing Black Wind’s gaze locked on the meat, Abel mumbled, “When I have the chance to do potion study, I will feed you ‘hunger suppressor’ every day. Black Wind suddenly felt a cool breeze in its heart as he stood on the side. It began to look around, trying to find a potential threat. After Abel had settled down Black Wind, he finally had the free time to take a look at his training result throughout the night of realization. First was his power of the will problem. It seemed like when he was executing the ‘spirit transfer’ spell. He was able to extend his power of the will for 17 meters. According to his memory, the records for his power of the will extension not long ago was only 16 meters. How could he extend for 17 meters? Abel took out the short cane with the ‘spirit transfer’ spell again and tried to unleash the spirit transfer spell. When the pattern appeared, Abel’s power of will began to extend. Soon, it had reached beyond 16 meters, 17 meters, 18 meters, at last, it arrived at 19 meters before coming to a halt. What happened? Abel quickly took out an attribute sign from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag and placed his hand on top of it. After a while, a ray of white light flashed, and some statistics appeared on the attribute sign. Power: 17.12 Speed: 4.50 Constitution:8.05 Will: 19.01 Mana:176/190 This result was beyond Abel’s expectations. His power, speed, and constitution had all raised by 2 points, which was not hard to see why. He had increased from a rank 12 knight to a rank 18 knight, the increase in power and conditions was very normal. His increase in speed was probably due to the two qi pressuring points he had built under both of his feet. However, his increase in the will was very weird. Although Abel had meditated every day, and he had dedicated a lot more time on it compared to other wizards due to the Rogue encampment, progress from meditation was often very slow. It shouldn’t increase that much in such a short period of time. Abel had drunk three bottles of ‘soul potion’ in the past two days. When he remembered how much ‘soul potion’ he had drank, he seemed to have found the reason for his increase in spirit. These potions were made out of souls. It could not only help him enter into a state of realization to do his training, but it could also increase his power of the will along the way. Every bottle could help him raise his will by one point. As he thought about the countless creatures of hell outside of the Rogue encampment, he felt the urge to kill them all. Abel held back his urge and opened his Horadric cube. He began to search the skill tree for spells. There was an extra spell on the tree, and that was ‘warmth.’ The other spells haven’t appeared on the skill tree. It seemed like all the spells he had done during his state of realization was all simulated. He was not actually executing the spells, so the Horadric cube did not register it. He needed to execute the two spells before it could appear on the skill tree. Abel poked his finger towards the sky and drew quickly while he spoke the spell of the elite elves, “Ice bolt!” After half a second, an ‘ice bolt’ flew out from his finger. The ‘ice bolt’ was not fast; it was nothing compared to the flying speed of his ‘fireball.’ The ‘ice bolt’ landed on the ground, and a patched of frost appeared on the ground as the Horadric cube flashed a dark gold light. Following was the ‘charging bolt.’ “Charging bolt!” Abel shouted the spell of the elite elves, and two electric arcs appeared on the ground in front of him. These two electric arcs began to flash and continued to move forward on the ground without a sense of direction. One of the electric arcs seemed to sense the presence of Black Wind, who was eating a chunk of beef at a side. The electric arc had found its target, and it began to rush towards Black Wind while flashing in bright light. “Black Wind, be careful’ Abel shouted to warn Black Wind as he saw the electric arc heading towards it. It seemed like Black Wind didn’t need Abel’s warning. The moment when the electric arc took its turn, Black a Wind had already noticed. Although the electric arc was not slow, it was nothing compared to the speed of Black Wind. In no time, Black Wind had already run out of sight to a place that the electric bolt could never reach. However, the chunk of beef which Black Wind had dropped on the ground was not as lucky. In a flash of electricity, countless small electric arcs had appeared on the surface of the beef.

Chapter 166 - Learning To Make Rune Signs Chapter 166: Learning To Make Rune Signs After the electric arc disappeared, what’s left on the ground was just a fully burnt black chuck of beef. Black Wind ran back, he glanced at its burnt food on the ground and gazed at its owner. It looked like it was waiting for an explanation. After being attacked by Black Wind’s gaze, so Abel had no choice but to honestly do his job as a chef again. If he had enough time, next time, he would definitely tell Ken to process all the meat, so he wouldn’t have to stress about it. As he was barbecuing the beef, he opened the Horadric cube to take a look at the skill tree again. It gained three new spells, and one by one, Abel began to focus on their icon with his power of the will. His power of the will focused on the snowflake icon of the ‘Ice bolt,’ and some statistics appeared Icebolt Can shoot out one Ice bolt at a time. Damage and slow down the target Mana consumption: 3 Current skill rank: 0 Ice damage: 2-4 To the next rank: 1/15000 Abel then focused his power of the will on the 2 lightning icon of the ‘charging bolt,’ and some statistics appeared Charging bolt Can shoot out multiple strikes at a time. The flickering lighting strike will find its own target to attack. Mana consumption: 3 Current skill rank: 0 Electric damage: 2-4 Energy: 2 To the next rank: 1/15000 At last, Abel focus his power of the fire crucifix icon of ‘warmth’ and some Warmth Increase mana recovery Passive Current skill rank: 0 Mana recovery: 18% To the next rank: 6/15000 When Abel stared at the statistics of the ‘warmth’ spell, he understood why basically no wizards would want to learn this spell. It could only speed up 18% of mana recovery after he had just learned it. However, the weird thing was that this spell was a passive spell. The spell kept speeding up his mana recovery rate in the background as long as his mana storage was not fully filled. That’s why when Abel was using up his mana on testing out his other spells, his experience of this spell had also increased. If Abel could somehow have a talk with a wizard who practiced the ‘warmth’ spell, he would have realized something about the ‘warmth’ spell which normal wizards learn. Although this spell’s pattern would also emerge in mind, if a normal wizard wanted to unleash its power, what they needed to do was to connect it with their power of the will. However, Abel could unleash the ‘warmth’ spell differently. The process of unleashing the spell was replaced by the skill tree in his Horadric cube, so as soon as his mana began to decrease, the skill tree would unleash the ‘warmth’ spell automatically to speed up his mana recovery. Although gaining three new spells was a good thing, when Abel looked at the rank experience under the spells, his brain began to hurt. There were so many spells he needed to rank up. How could he have enough mana to do that? Besides the ‘warmth’ spell, all the other four spells he had learned needed time and dedication to practice. He had already decided to use the mana recover to automatically practice the ‘frozen armor’ spell in the day time. In regards to these three attacks, he could only practice them in the Rogue encampment. When Abel thought about the automatic practice of the ‘frozen armor,’ he was reminded of the weak little souls again. He opened the perception of the weak little souls. The grey ball of weak little souls almost didn’t grow at all. Their intelligence only increased by a minute amount, and their power of will control was limited too. They were still a long way until they were intelligent enough to think about some slightly complex ideas. Their power of will control was only 10% that of a normal person. There was only one use for these weak little souls for now, and that was to set a timer for them to automatically practice spell. Even Abel had drunk up two bottles of ‘soul potions,’ they still had a long way to go. Abel searched the blacksmith guild, noticing there were not many iron ore left. If he wanted to make more exploding big swords, he would need to bring some more iron ore in. Without the firepower of the exploding big sword, Abel was not confident in killing off all those creatures of hell in Blood Moor. On top of that, there were new spells he needed to practice, so he decided to dedicate his next few days practicing spells. The next day on the 11th floor of Morton Magic tower, Abel sat respectfully at the bottom chair in front of Wizard Morton, listening to him explain his knowledge on rune signs. “Although runes were first passed down by the dwarfs, it was the humans who truly spread and pioneered it. In other worlds, it was started by wizards. It was wizards who started etching runes on crystal cores, which successfully solved the downside that runes needed magical gems and weapons to unleash its power. Abel didn’t really understand, drawing a rune on a weapon and make a magical gem as its source of energy was a great idea. How was that a downside? Abel suspiciously asked, “Teacher, how is magic equipment a downside?” Wizard Morton took a sip of the special wine Abel had provided, enjoying its taste in detail and proceeded to say, “First, magic equipment needs a blacksmith, and that blacksmith needs an extremely strong power of will. This alone was beyond the ability of most humans; even the dwarfs themselves don’t have many blacksmiths who were able to make magic weapons. Up to this point, a smile emerged from Wizard Morton’s face looking at Abel and said, “Camille had told me, I could never have guessed that you are one of the few humans who’s able to forge a magic weapon. However, can you make enough magic weapons to support the entire human race?” Abel shook his head, feeling a little embarrassed. No matter how strong his body was, or how high was his power of will, he could not spend his whole day forging magic weapons. Despite that, he might not even forge enough weapons for the entire human race. “Your blacksmith Master status was very honorable. You need to make good use of it. You can make contact with many inheritances from the dwarfs, which most wizards could never do,” exclaimed Wizard Morton. “Teacher, can blacksmith Master go learn from dwarfs?”Abel asked with excitement. A mere ‘magic weapon forging guide’ by the dwarfs allowed him to master the forging techniques of the four types of magic weapons, as well as strengthening his basic knowledge of runes. This allowed him to alter the runes from rune signs, and apply it on to his magic weapons. If he had really had to go and learn from the dwarfs, his forging skills would definitely increase tremendously. “Yes, however, the dwarfs’ perception of time is different from humans. They live too long, so no one knows when the next time they will invite a blacksmith Master to study from them. Seeing the disappointed face of Abel, Wizard Morton proceeded to say, “Magic weapons don’t mean much to wizards anyway. Do you want a wizard to go into battle with a magic cane on one of his hands, and a magic weapon on the other? Up to this point, Wizard Morton couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Due to the damage caused by mana to a Wizard’s body, they could only use drugs to help them sustain their constitutions at a normal human level. A magic weapon would definitely be way too heavy for them. Even if a blacksmith Master could make an extremely light magic weapon, wizards were still better at making long-distance attacks. How could they rush towards a Knight holding a magic weapon and try to strike it out? Hearing these words by Wizard Morton, Abel couldn’t help but remember his battle style in the Rogue encampment. However, he couldn’t dare to say it. No matter what, he could not tell anyone about his golden combat qi, it was life and death to him, and he could not explain it clearly anyway. Furthermore, his golden combat qi had to do with the secret of his Horadric cube. “Most importantly, rune signs could be unleashed and directed through the power of the will, but magic weapons could only unleash its power through striking. That’s why wizards prefer to use rune signs.” Said Wizard Morton. If Abel was a weak body wizard, he too would choose the rune sign as a way to defend or attack, as he could direct it anywhere with his power of the will, and don’t need to make any physical contact with his enemies. Abel totally agreed with Wizard Morton after he tried to see things from another perspective. “You already have experience of drawing runes in magic weapons, so etching runes on rune signs should be easy. They are from the same ancient rune system anyway.” As Wizard Morton was speaking, he took out a carving knife and an already formed squared crystal core from the portal bag on his waist. He then proceeded to say, “Now I will demonstrate how to make a basic fire attack Lar rune sign.” Abel knew the ability of the Lar rune all too well. The entire rune could probably increase 5 to 30 fire damage, as well as an increase fire defense for 30%.

Chapter 167 - First Time Making Chapter 167: First Time Making Wizard Morton placed the crystal core on the table and secured it with his left hand. He held a carving knife right hand and began to etch. Abel, who was sitting at the bottom chair, could clearly sense the Wizard Morton’s power of the will surrounding the crystal core. As Wizard Morton’s carving knife moved along, mana had been injected on the etchings through the tip of the blade. Abel was very familiar with the Ral rune. It was the one he used on his exploding big swords. However, the Ral rune that Wizard Morton had etched was a little different from the one he had learned from the dwarfs’ ‘ magic weapon guide.’ Although from a distance, they looked about the same, there were many small detail differences. Wizard Morton was very quick; it seemed like it was very easy for him to etch these simple rune signs. After around 20 minutes, the last line was finished, a white light flashed on its surface. The mana of the etching seemed to have formed some kind of connection with the crystal core. A type of energy came out from the crystal core and bonded with the mana, creating a white substance smoothing out the surface of the etching. Now, only the rune could be seen. There were no signs that it was etched by a knife. Wizard Norton handed the rune sign to Abel. It might as well be a piece of art. The material of the crystal core alone was fascinating enough. Since it held a lot of energy, it looked a lot more delicate and precious than normal jade to a human eye. The rune on top of it was alluring as well; every single stroke, big or small, straight or curve, was absolutely gorgeous. “The runes we study in our school of wizardry can be a little different from other schools of Wizardry. Of course, there were differences in power as well, but generally speaking, the runes we study in our school of Wizardry are more powerful than most other schools,” Said Wizard Morton, sounding a little proud. Abel curiously pointed at the rune on the rune sign and said, “Teacher, aren’t you afraid of other people copying your rune? You just etched it right onto the surface.” Although others might not know, Abel had copied a rune multiple times in the past. “This is only a low ranking rune sign. If it’s a higher rank one, I will add some precautions on top of it, so other people can not see the rune. Of course, copying a rune is not an easy job. Although most wizards just copied the runes they had learned and didn’t know a thing about the fundamentals of runes, copying a rune was still a very effort consuming task. Every stroke’s depth and thickness needed to be slowly tested out to copy the rune successfully. Wizard Morton then proceeded to say with a smile, “Of course, sometimes if a wizard wants to give his close friends and family a rune sign as a gift, and he trusts them, he would not add any precautions on top of the rune.” Abel lightly nodded. At that point, Abel also realized, the ‘magic weapon forging guide’ that he was given was not a normal book. It had a direct and basic explanation of all 4 of the runes; it was like he was given a lesson on the fundamentals of runes. “In our school of wizardry, the runes we can learn include, El, Tir, Ist, Tal, Ral, Ort and Shael. These seven runes can all be mastered by a novice wizard. Looking at Abel, who was a little touched, Wizard Morton said with a smile, “But before you can start, you must first learn how to use a carving knife.” Abel rubbed his hands together said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, “Sister Camille had already taught me the 11 carving knife skills, and I already know how to use a carving knife.” “Camille had thought you already? Practice more then.” Wizard Morton abruptly stopped, he looked at Abel and proceeded to say, “Did you say you already know how to use a carving knife? How long have you been practicing, you must dedicate time and effort on everything you learn!” Wizard Morton was about to teach Abel to lesson, but then he remembered how fast Abel had learned his spells. Therefore, he lowered his voice and asked, “Do you really know how to use a carving knife?” “Yes, teacher!” Abel nodded in certainty. Wizard Morton took out another crystal core from his portal bag and handed it to Abel. He said, “try to etch on this crystal core for me.” “Teacher, I have only been practicing on a jade. I have never etched on a crystal core before,” Said Abel in a somewhat uncertain tone as he received the crystal core. “Don’t worry, it’s only a crystal core. Just go ahead and try.” Said Wizard Morton waving his hand. Abel remained silent. He tried to imitate Wizard Morton and put the crystal core on the table. He secured it with his left hand and took out his alloy carving knife from his portal bag. Soon, he began etching the Ral rune. Wizard Morton stared at the alloy carving knife in Abel’s hand. He couldn’t help but nod his head. His disciple was really a blacksmith Master; no wonder he had the best treasures for personal use. Abel had tested out his knife skills in the simulation countless times. Now, as he truly held the carving knife in his hand, he immediately felt a difference. It was like the carving knife had become apart of him, and the 11 knife skills seemed to have merged together, he seemed to be able to use any knife skills he wanted flexibly. Abel did not remember clearly how the Ral rune, which Wizard Morton had just etched, looked like, so he just applied the Ral rune that he learned from the ‘magic weapon forging guide’. The only difference was that it lacked some of the strokes responsible for energy transfer. The alloy carving knife was extremely sharp, and with Abel’s strength, the etching process was very smooth. The only challenges were maintaining his mana at the etching lines. It was a bit similar to multitasking, a part of his concentration needed to make sure the rune was etched correctly with his power of the will. Another part of his concentration needed to continuously control his mana alongside the movement of the carving knife, as well as injecting the mana into the lines that were left by the carving knife on the surface of the crystal core. Luckily Abel had practice multitasking for a day in the past. Although he didn’t get much result from it, he didn’t seem to have a problem etching the rune. Abel was so familiar with the Ral rune, it could draw it out even with his eyes closed, as he carefully injected his mana into the etching lines. Abel had focused with all his might for 40 minutes. He did not dare to make a single mistake. When he finished etching his last line, a white light flashed, and the mana of the rune began to create feedback with the crystal core. Soon, the etch marks had disappeared from the crystal core, and what remained was a white rune on its surface. “Teacher, did I succeeded?” Asked Abel as he handed the crime sign in his hand to Wizard Morton. Wizard Morton took the rune sign and did not speak for a long time. However, there was a voice shouting in his heart, saying this kid was a genius. He really was a genius. If he was this gifted back in the days, how was he still a rank 11 wizard after all these years? Wizard Morton still remembered how long it took him to learn how to etch a rune sign. He was somewhat proud of the result, and he always used his result as a basis to teach his disciples. But now, he didn’t even want to think about it. Wizard Morton finally got a taste of how tiring it was to be the teacher of a genius. The tiring aspect was not in the teaching process but in the heart. It didn’t matter if they were spells or etching runes, he only needed to teach, and Abel could grasp it very quickly, to the point where he almost mastered it. Maybe our school of wizardry will depend on him in the future, Wizard Morton thought to himself. He then began to think about all the benefits Abel’s potential could bring to his school of wizardry. As long as Abel don’t die, their future would be limitless. “Of course you succeeded,” said Wizard Morton as he handed the rune sign back to Abel. He then followed, “Although the Ral rune sign you had used was a bit different from the one we use in our school of wizardry, you still successfully etched a real Ral rune sign.” “Since you already know how to use a carving knife, and have good knowledge of runes, you can learn how to make a rune sign all by yourself. Now, I will give you all 7 of the runes for novice wizards.” After wizard Morton finished speaking, he stood up and took out seven lambskin parchments from a pile of lambskin parchments on his bookshelf. He then turned back to Abel and said: “Don’t give this to anyone, only your disciples in the future could learn these runes.” “Yes, teacher!” Said Abel as he took the lambskin parchment documenting the runes. Abel knew in his heart how important knowledge was. Although he had no idea what the teacher meant by ‘our school of wizardry’, he knew the information in his hand could not be given to anyone else. Just like in the wizard trading ground in Caral city, there were many low ranking wizards trying to resell resources, but there weren’t many of them who actually had the right to sell. All of this just reflected how important knowledge was in this world. Wizard Morton took out five bottles of potions and placed it on Abel’s hand “These are crystal core softeners. Every bottle can soften 20 crystal cores. It should sustain your training for a while.

Chapter 168 - Rank 3 Novice Wizard Chapter 168: Rank 3 Novice Wizard Around ten days had passed. Abel had again returned his crazy four months working schedule: studying in the magic tower in the day, returning to his mansion to enter the Rogue encampment at night to do his training–especially the electric spell ‘charging bolt.’ As a rank 0 spell, his ‘charging bolt’ could only unleash two electric arcs. However, every time it increases a rank, he could gain an extra electric arc, and the spell would get more powerful. As more preparation may quicken the speed of work, he was ready to increase his ‘charging bolt’ spell to rank five until he was hunting in Blood Moor again. In the laboratory located on the 9th floor of Morton Magic tower, Abel placed the short magic cane, which was able to unleash ‘fire bolt,’ and the short magic cane without any magic ability, on the lab bench. He wanted to know what was the secret to unleashing the magic in these magic canes. However, he was not willing to use that magic cane with the ‘spirit transfer’ ability as a testing subject. He dragged along a huge microscope made by the crystal and placed the short magic cane without any mana under it. Abel began to slowly examine every single detail of the magic cane from the handle upward. Every time he discovered a mark, he would make a note on a lambskin parchment. After the short magic cane without mana was examined in great detail thoroughly. The sketched out short cane on the lambskin parchment was filled with arrows, documenting every mark on the short cane. Abel was a little bit mad; the owner of this magic cane doesn’t seem to care about this magic cane at all. There were all kinds of scars on top of it, which made him wonder. Maybe the magic cane was so badly damaged by its owner’s lack of care. It had lost its magic ability. At that moment, a ‘frozen armor’ flashed out on his body. However, it did not affect his work at all. He had gotten used to it these past ten days, and he had fully mastered the ability to multitask. Although the job of the weak little souls was very simple, it was still multitasking nevertheless. Afterward, he placed the second short magic cane under the microscope and ran through the same process. He documented every mark on a lambskin parchment and began to compare the differences between the two magic canes. Actually, Abel didn’t really need to compare them. He was already certain that there were no runes or patterns on these magic canes. All of those marks were made by a lack of maintenance and care. The result had also confirmed this after his comparison, so what was the thing that actually makes a magic cane a magic cane? Abel did not give up. He scanned the two magic canes with his power of the will. Through his power of the will, the magic cane with the ‘fireball’ spell gave him a familiar feeling. Could this magic cane have a soul? Abel was a little uncertain as he scanned a few more times. He did not felt anything when he scanned the magic cane without magic ability. However, the magic cane with the ‘fireball’ spell certainly possessed soul waves. Other wizards might have a hard time detecting these tiny soul waves, but Abel had drunk the ‘soul potion’ made out of souls in the past, and he also has some weak little souls within him that he could take a look at once in a while. Therefore, he was very familiar with soul waves. It was impossible for a human to see their own soul since it was in one with their mind. The soul could only leave the physical body once the person had died. But still, it could not be seen with a naked eye, and it often fades away very quickly. Therefore, normal wizards would rarely do research in regards to the mysteries of souls. Was a soul bound to the magic cane? What kind of soul could give a magic cane it’s mana? Countless questions rose from his heart. He had never seen a magic cane in real life before, so there was no comparison he could draw from. Abel had hit a wall in his research up to this point, but there was one thing he could be certain. Magic canes were definitely made out of some very special material because that mana-less magic cane without any soul waves still had the ability to increase damage to immortal beings by 50%. Abel searched on Morton’s observation records , but he could not find anything in regard to the material of magic canes. Wizard Morton was only expertise in making rune signs and did not do too much research into magic canes. It seemed like the only way to keep progressing with his research on these two magic canes, was to wait for the dwarf’s invitation. Only the dwarfs could tell him more information related to this. However, Abel was sure of one thing, and that was even the magic cane without mana could be considered as a treasure in the Holy Continent. Maybe he had only interacted with a small part of the wizarding world, or maybe his skills in wizardry were still too low. However, he couldn’t help but feel like the Dark World was generally much more advanced than the Holy Continent. Even a short magic cane used by some of the lowest ranking creatures in the Dark World was considered as a very decent treasure here. At least these short magic cane could allow a wizard to unleash a quickened spell, let alone spells such as ‘spirit transfer.’ Up to this point, a sense of fulfillment began to emerge from Abel’s mind, and suddenly, joy struck his heart. Two days ago, he had already fulfilled the rank two novice wizard pattern, but he did not feet like he was about to increase his rank. He only understood why after he asked Carlos. Even if the pattern was fulfilled, it still needed a certain period of time to adjust through meditation. However, this period of time was not certain. It could be a day, or it could be a year. Looking back, he seemed to be quite lucky. In he took his time in the Rogue encampment into consideration, he had been stuck at this fulfilled rank two novice wizard state for around 20 days. The worst scenario was if it did not happen. Abel pushed all his stuff into his portal bag and returned to his room. His room was where most of the mana was concentrated on the 9th floor. It should be the safest place for him to increase his rank. He sat in the middle of his room and stopped the automatic quicken ‘frozen armor’ spell from the weak little souls. He then calmed down his spirit and injected his power of the will into his mind. The rank 1 and rank 2 novice wizard pattern was intertwined in his mind, shining in a white glow. Below these two patterns, was the ‘warmth’ spell pattern shining in the brightest red glow. This special spell continuously drew energy from the surrounding atmosphere and turn it into mana to replenish the Wizard patterns. He recalled the rank 3 novice wizard pattern. He had already mastered this wizard pattern the first time he used the ‘soul potion’. Now he just needed to copy it from his memory to become a rank 3 novice wizard. Some time had passed. Finkle called Abel through the identity card multiple times, but there was still no reply. Normally, Abel would appear in the guest lounge on the first floor, right on time for lunch during lunchtime. However, not even his shadow could be seen today. “Mr. Carlos, Mr. Abel had locked himself in his room. He did not reply no matter how many times I call him. Could something have happened?” Finkle asked Carlos, who was just having lunch on the first floor. “Finkle, don’t worry. It seems like Abel is just taking care of something, and he needs to concentrate. Just wait patiently for a bit.” Carlos tried to comfort Finkle with a smile. Camille put down the juice that she was nibbling on and said with a smile, “You really care about Abel. Unlike my Joey, she probably wouldn’t even care if I locked myself up for a day.” “Ms., how can you say that about me.” Said Camille’s Wizard follower Joey in a somewhat squeamish tone. “If you are still worried, I can call the teacher to check on him,” said Camille without a choice, seeing the worries on Finkle’s face. “Ms. Camille, can you really do that?” Finkle fat face suddenly filled with surprise. “Ok, ok, I’ll call the teacher now.” As Camille was just about to contact Wizard Morton through her identity card, a strange energy wave suddenly came from above. “Someone had ranked up!” Camille and Carlos exclaimed at the same time. The 2 exchanged a curious gaze, and Camille said, “Weird, the energy wave is not that strong. It doesn’t seem like someone had become an official wizard. Could it be ether brother Warren or sister Eury who had ranked up?” “Other than them, who else would rank up around here?” Said Carlos shaking his head. Suddenly, both of them thought of the same person. Camille then said to Finkle with a weird facial expression, “We don’t need to contact teacher now!” “Ms. Camille, why?” Finkle asked in confusion. “Abel deserves to die. Did he think he has the skills to take my place as the 5th disciple?” Before Camille could even speak, Carlos had jumped up, losing his temper. “Who can you blame for not putting in the hard work. It seems like you will be the 6th disciple in a few months, with Abel’s speed of progress.” Said Camille with a smile, mocking Carlos’s misfortune. “Mr. Abel had ranked up?” Finkle could still remember the look on Abel’s face when he first entered Yveline’s magic tower. Back then, he was still not a wizard, and only in the last few months, he had grown from a rank 1 to a rank 3 novice wizard. This speed of progress made Finkle question if he was really as stupid as a pig.

Chapter 169 - Mission Chapter 169: Mission Abel just increased his rank. He still wasn’t fully awake from the shock of excitement when he felt his identity card vibrating on his waist. In order to avoid people disturbing him when he was increasing his rank, he set a do not disturb on his identity card. Who kept calling him? The moment he connected, the Finkle’s voice came, “Mr., you there?” “Finkle, what’s up?” Abel asked. “Mr., did you rank up?” Finkle sounded very excited. “How do you know?” Abel asked in a puzzled tone. He did not know that when wizards increase their rank, an energy wave would be unleashed. “Abel, come down and have lunch with us, quick!” Camille’s voice came through. Abel quickly packed up his stuff and hurried to the first floor. The moment he arrived, Finkle stepped up with a face full of joy and said, “Master, you almost scared me to death.” Abel took a sit on a chair. He looked at Finkle and said, “Why’s that?” Camille said with a smile from a side, “It was time for lunch, but you locked yourself up in your room. Your wizard follower thought something bad had happened to you and was just begging me to connect teacher.” “Finkle, don’t be like that in the future. It’s very normal for a wizard to lock themselves up!” Although Abel said it like it was nothing, he was actually very touched in his heart. Abel turned his head, seeing the slightly depressed looking Carlos. He then asked weirdly, “Carlos, what happened to you today?” “Junior brother, Within three months I will….” up to this point Carlos came to a halt, after a while, he changed mind and said. “No, in four months….” he stopped again. At last, he said with a certain tone, “in five months, I will definitely become a rank 4 wizard.” “Congratulations Carlos. You rank up so quickly.” Abel congrats him genuinely. “Ha!” Camille was just taking a sip of the soup, but she couldn’t help but suddenly spit it out when she heard what Carlos had said. This could only end badly for Carlos. “Camille!” Carlos jumped up. He was about to teach Camille a lesson, but then he was reminded of Camille’s rank. So instead, he just stuck out his hand and asked his wizard follower for a towel. Then, he began to rub angrily. No matter what, Camille was still a woman. Although she could be a little alpha sometimes, her face still immediately got red after she spat her mouthful of soup on Carlos’s face. She quickly followed, “Sorry, sorry, Carlos.” “Junior brother, are you trying to piss me off intentionally?” Said Carlos helplessly, looking at the innocent look on Abel’s face. “Carlos, what really happened to you today?” Abel asked again, Carlos seemed very odd today. “He was worried that you would take his spot as the 6th disciple since you increased your rank so fast.” Camille couldn’t stop herself, and she said out was on Carlos’s mind in one breath. “Carlos, I had only become rank 3, and you are already well on your way to rank 4!” Abel wasn’t too sure what Carlos was thinking. “Abel, since you are already rank 3. Can Carlos and I invite you to join our gang?” Said Camille seriously, looking at the expression of Abel. When Carlos heard the words of Camille, he seemed to forget about everything that just happened and said with excitement, “Yeah, we can do missions together in the future.” Abel had no idea what they were saying all of a sudden. He asked, “Camille, Carlos, what gang? what mission?” “Since you are now a rank 3 novice wizard, you can apply for a wizard badge. With this wizard badge, you can apply for missions and gain some credits from the wizard Union.” Camille explained. “Junior brother, the teacher can only give you the spells for novice wizards for free. For official wizards spells, you need to go to the wizard Union and buy it with your credits.” Carlos followed. “How much does it cost to teleport to the wizard Union every time?” Abel was familiar with the credit system. In his past world, a lot of occupations also had a credit system. Since this world had developed for a long time, also coming up with the credit system was not a surprise. However, if he needed to go to the wizard Union to apply and finish the mission every time, the teleportation fee might not be cheap. “We did not tell you this before because we were afraid it would affect your training. Now, since you are a rank 3 novice wizard, we’ll let you know.” Said Carlos as he dragged Abel in front of the defense circle in front of the teleportation circle. At that moment, the teleportation circle was shining in white light. Carlos took out his identity card to open the little door between the golden fence. However, nothing happened. He then said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, “Right, I forgot. The teleportation circle can only open this door when no one is teleporting.” “Carlos, you are always crude like this!” Said Camille in a mocking tone. At that moment, the white light began to concentrate, and a silhouette of a man emerged from the white light. It was a big build middle-age male wizard with a magic robe. “Carlos, Camille, Hello. Oh, and this must be Abel!” Said the big build wizard with a smile as he greeted them. “Mr. Murphy, Hello!” Said Camille and Carlos together as they bowed. Abel saw the two bowing, so he bowed as well. He knew who that was; he was the owner of another magic tower, Wizard Murphy. “I’ll get going now, or else the teleportation circle will tell your teacher I am disturbing him from making money.” In a big loud, Wizard Murphy had disappeared from the teleportation circle again. “Wizard Murphy also has a teleportation circle in his magic tower?” Abel asked in a puzzled tone. If Wizard Murphy was going out or going back, he needed a teleportation circle in his magic tower to teleport. Camille replied, “Both Yveline magic tower and Murphy magic tower have a closed by a branched magic circle that relies on this main teleportation circle in front of us to operate. Although they have some features of this main teleportation circle, all branched teleportation circles need to go through the main teleportation circle to teleport to places further away.” “But I never saw a teleportation circle when I was in Yveline magic tower.” Said Abel. “Of course you’ve never seen it. Branched teleportation circles don’t have a defense circle like this, so normally they are built in a specific room, not in the first-floor lounge like this,” Camille’s replied. Then, Carlos pointed towards the golden fences covered in patterns outside of the teleportation circle and said, “Do you think the teacher had made this? Defense circle and teleportation circles are all installed by the wizard Union. First, this can make sure the magic tower is safe. Second, make sure the person teleporting is safe. The defense circle can separate the person teleporting from the magic tower. This makes sure that they can not be attacked by the magic tower during teleportation, and they can not attack the magic tower.” “A teleportation circle must be very expensive, isn’t it?” Abel softly asked Carlos. “The cost is one thing; the most important thing is that only an intermediate wizard can request to install one. Normally the owner of a teleportation circle won’t let a wizard who is a higher rank than they enter the teleportation circle in their magic tower. If they let a wizard who is a higher rank than them to enter their magic tower, it might be very dangerous despite the defense circle. Therefore, the wizard Union had set this prerequisite. Only intermediate wizards can request to build a teleportation circle.” Afterward, Carlos places his identity card on the teleportation circle again. The small door opened, he went inside first, and the small door disappeared. Camille and Abel then followed, each also entered the teleportation circle with their own identity card. “Let’s be quick. Let’s not take up too much time from the teleportation circle.” Camille reminded. “Sure, I’ll show little brother how to operate this, so he can operate it himself in the future,” Carlos replied in one breath. Carlos took out the three leafs wizard badge from his pocket and placed it on to a gap in the corner of the teleportation circle. The teleportation circle began to shine in white, but much less than before. “It shouldn’t take up too much energy to ignite this. Only the energy from the magic tower should be enough, so it doesn’t cost us anything to do this.” Carlos said to Abel with a smile. “What’s this?” Abel asked as he saw a beam of white light shoot up from the center of the teleportation circle on to the wall, casting some words moving around in a confined manner. Abel had seen this technique in the wizard Union before. It seemed like some kind of television generated by the magic circle. Now, it also seemed like this technique was much more advanced than he had initially imagined. “This is the mission list. If you see any mission you like, you can just press down directly with your wizard badge,” said Carlos pointing at the words moving around in the wall. “Carlos, accept mission 1473, quick.” Shouted Camille, pointing at a message on the wall. Abel looked at mission 1473, it wrote: Mission number:1473 Mission demand: 500 feather grass Mission time: 7 days Mission credit: 2 points of credit

Chapter 170 - Merchandise List Chapter 170: Merchandise List Abel had seen the feather grass I’m ‘Morton’s observation record’ before. It was a type of plant grow in the southern part of the country. Normally they grew together with weeds, and it was very hard to differentiate them. Carlos quickly controlled his wizard badge to accept mission 1473. Abel asked hesitantly, “He needs to get that much feather grass. Are seven days enough?” Camille replied with a smile, “Who said we are the only one getting it? You’ll see in a moment.” Carlos looked at the mission list thoroughly again and said, “No many good missions. The closest bounty hunting mission is still in Duchy of Keyen. The teleportation fee alone was not worth the credit. It’s a good time to take some rest. We’ll go after little brother got his wizard badge.” “Let Abel take a look at the selling list. Stop worrying about the time,” Camille suggested. “Ok ok, I just want the best for us,” said Carlos as he tried to control his wizard badge to illustrate the shopping record. Merchandise name: constitution potion, credit required: 1 affect: recover body damage, increase body constitution. Merchandise name: strength potion, credit required: 100 affect: forever increase strength Merchandise name: speed potion, credit required: 100 affect: forever increase speed Merchandise name: will potion, credit required: 100 affect: forever increase will Merchandise name: crystal core reshaper, credit required: 2 affect: soften crystal cores for reshaping. Merchandise name: basic fireball spell guide, credit required: 10 Merchandise name: basic warmth spell guide, credit required: 10 … “Can all of these be exchanged with credit?” The first item on the list, ‘constitution potion,’ was very understandable. He had four bottles on him, and he even gave Finkle one as a gift. However, the ‘strength potion,’ ‘speed potion,’ and ‘will potion’ down below made his eyes sparkle. According to its description, it seemed to be some good stuff to forever increase an attribute. “Abel, you really think such expensive items are good stuff? Carlos’s wizard badge can only show items for novice wizards. How good can they be?” Camille said in a disdained tone. “Camille, but these things can forever increase your attribute!” Said Abel in a puzzled tone. “Although the description here can’t be wrong, what the word ‘increase’ can be debatable,” said Camille as she used her thin little finger to make a tiny hand sign. She then followed, “let’s take the will potion, for example. Ever since I first saw it, I’ve always wanted to accumulate enough credit for a bottle.” Camille stopped, signaling Carlos to turn of his magic circle. She then took out her identity card and placed it on to the defense circle. She said as she was walking out the teleportation circle, “Back when brother William was still in the magic tower, he told us that every person could only use one will potion in their life. And the will it increase was extremely low, only around 0.5 points, and both the ‘strength potion’ and ‘speed potion’ are just the same.” Abel followed behind Camille and exited the teleportation circle with his own identity card. He then quickly asked, ” then how much constitution can the constitution potion’ increase?” “Every time, it can increase around 0.001, and you can only drink one bottle a month, which was around enough to repair the damage a wizard will cause to their body during training. To a wizard, ‘constitution potion’ are lifesavers,” Said Camille helplessly. Abel then thought of the ‘crystal core reshaper’ and ask “I’ve just seen some ‘crystal core reshaper,’ does that mean the potion we create for the crystal cores was exchanged?” “Yeah, but we can’t help it anyway. The teacher doesn’t have any potion inheritance, so we can only buy those ready-made ‘crystal core reshaper’ to soften the crystal cores. This adds a lot to our cost, but at least every bottle can be used 20 times. We would just be losing money by making all those rune signs,” Said Camille in an unsatisfied tone when she talked about the ‘crystal core reshaper.’ “Little brother, you have to tell the teacher that you have ranked up as soon as possible. So when you get your wizard badge, we can start our mission immediately,” said Carlos laughing loudly as he exited the teleportation circle. “Carlos, please use your brain. We all felt the energy wave when Abel increased his rank. How could the teacher not know?” Camille rolled her eyes on Carlos. As the two began arguing again, Abel looked at them with a smile. However, in his mind, he was thinking about the ‘constitution potion.’ It seemed like he had underestimated the potion initially. He always thought it was just something wizards use to recover the damage the mana caused to their bodies. Since Abel had his golden combat qi, he never saw ‘constitution potion’ as an important resource. But it shouldn’t be a surprise, anyway. If it really was an important potion, it wouldn’t become something novice wizards use every month. However, Abel had a Horadric cube. He could combine these ‘constitution potions,’ and that could make a drastic difference. If the ‘constitution potion’ he took in every month was a master’s one, he wonders what effect would that bring. If he could also combine the ‘strength potion,’ ‘speed potion,’ and ‘will potion’ into master’s potions. It might still be able to increase his ability by a lot, despite their one-time use. It was a pity that these three potions were too expensive. In order to combine a potion into a master’s potion, he would need at least 27 bottles of that particular type of potion. That would be 2700 credit points, and if he needed to combine all 3 of these potions into master potions, he would need 8100 credit points. Looking back, the seven days mission just then would only give them 2 credit points. Seemed like the 1 credit point ‘constitution potion’ was the most bang for the buck for now. The other three potions were unattainable for him. “Abel, come here. I’ll let you see how we complete these missions” Camille called Abel out of his thoughts. “Coming!” Abel quickly followed the steps of Carlos and Camille. The three exited the magic tower, all the low ranking wizards outside of the magic tower immediately stood up and bowed. “I am announcing a mission. Help me get 500 feather grass in three days, and I will give out one bottle of ‘constitution potion as a reward.” Carlos stepped up and shouted. “Mr. Carlos, leave the mission for us!” A rank 1 novice wizard shouted. “Mr. Carlos, please give us the mission!” Shouted another rank 1 novice wizard. “Give us the mission, please, Mr!” All of a sudden, there were already around ten novice wizards fighting for the opportunity for this mission. The students of wizardry could not do a thing as they stood quietly by the side. “Let’s do it according to the old rule. The first person to bring us the feather grass will be the one who gets the reward,” Carlos announced again without looking at a specific person. “Now go! Go find those feather grass!” Afterward, the 40 or so low ranking wizards who just surrounded Morton Magic tower disappeared almost immediately. Abel thought this mission must be very boring, but only some words by Carlos, countless people were fighting for this mission. “Little brother, did you see it. If you just make the mission public, it can not only save our training time, and it can also allow low ranking wizards to have a chance of getting some ‘constitution potion.’ All of those low ranking wizards have their own team, and some of them also have powerful families. Therefore, it’s much more convenient for them to complete the mission for us.” Said Carlos, feeling a little proud of himself. “Carlos, you are too clever. How can you come up with such a genius idea,” said Abel in admiration? It was a win-win for both the low ranking wizards and themselves; this was a perfect way to go about doing missions. “Stop tricking Abel. How can this guy come up with this idea? It was the teacher who did. Therefore, even those wizards outside of the magic tower can still have a chance of getting resources.” Said Camille gazing at the embarrassed Carlos. “The teacher was too considerate!” Said Abel sincerely. “Our magic tower is not the only magic tower who do this. Sometimes, the other two magic towers will also give out some small, less time-consuming missions for the low ranking wizards to join,” Camille proceeded to say. “Those black markets are too ‘black,’ a bottle of ‘constitution potion’ can sell for a very high price.” Carlos spat out. “There’s still black markets here?” Abel asked in a puzzled tone. “Of course! I’m starting to think if it’s the three disciples in Yveline magic tower who are selling all of these ‘constitution potions’ in the black market,” Carlos mumbled to himself. “Be quiet, don’t let anyone hear you!” Although Camille was criticizing Carlos, her facial expression showed that she agreed with what Carlos had said. Abel began to think, maybe the three disciples of Yveline magic tower had gone mad. They could do anything to get benefits or help to rank up to an official wizard.

Chapter 171 - Deity Chapter 171: Deity The moment the 3 of them entered the magic tower, they saw that wizard Morton standing in front of the teleportation circle with a big smile. “Teacher!” The 3 of them immediately stepped up and bowed. “Camille and Carlos, you two can go first. Abel, come with me,” Wizard Morton nodded, waving his hand towards Abel. “Teacher, where are we going?” Abel asked Wizard Morton as he stood in the center of the teleportation circle. “The Wizard Union branch headquarters in Duchy of Keyen. It is the closest Wizard Union branch headquarters from here,” Said wizard Morton as he began to start the teleportation circle. In a flash, he had already arrived in another teleportation circle. Although the layout of this teleportation circle was exactly the same from the one in Morton’s magic tower, from the decorations outside of the defense circle, he could tell it was another magic tower. “Let’s stop here for a while. This teleportation circle can only teleport 5000 miles at a time,” Wizard Morton explained to Abel with a smile, then he took out his magic gold card again a swiped it in mid-air. The teleportation circle began to work its magic again. They had stopped for two times, and every time they needed to pay their fee. At last, they arrived at a huge, incomparably, luxurious teleportation circle. This teleportation circle was different from any other one Abel had seen in the past. It took up even more space than ten of the teleportation circles in Morton magic tower combined. The surface was scattered with tightly netted dark gold color patterns. From time to time, the pattern would shimmer with light. The teleportation circle was very special. It could be used even when another person was still teleporting. As Abel was still looking, a few groups of people had also be teleported here. They appeared in different areas of the teleportation circle, and there were even a few people disappearing from the teleportation circle in a flash of white light. “Follow me!: said wizard Morton as he padded the stunned looking Abel. “Yes, teacher!” Abel reply and quickly followed Wizard Morton’s steps. “This is the wizard Union branch headquarters in Duchy of Keyen. Only a rank three wizard or above could enter here. The reason why I bring you here today is to help you order a wizard badge,” Said Wizard Morton as he walked. Camille and Carlos had already told Abel about this, so Abel was not surprised. However, he found the Wizard union branch headquarter very amusing. The place was all filled with white-colored marble decorations. The wall, the floor, even the ten huge pillars in the middle of the hall were made of pure white. The wizards are obsessed with white here. Even the wizard behind the counter was wearing an entirely white robe. Wizard Morton stepped up to the counter and said: “I’m here to request a wizard badge for my disciple!” The wizard behind the counter was a very young-looking novice wizard with five leaves on his badge. He then said respectfully, “Mr. Morton, please wait a moment. I’ll contact the Wizards responsible for examination!” The wizard behind the counter ignited a magic circle on the counter and said something towards it. Afterward, he turned back to Wizard Morton and said, “Mr. Morton, please go to room number 3 in level one. Mr. Blight will be waiting for you there!” “Blight!” Said Wizard Morton frowning his eyebrows. “Teacher, what happened?” Abel asked quietly. “Wizard Blight is a Wizard from the Duchy of Keyen. We sacked Black magic tower last time, and I also had some tension with wizards from the Duchy of Keyen in the past. It seems like things might not go as smoothly as I thought.” Wizard Morton replied. “Teacher, I am not in need of the wizard badge. We can come back again some other time in the future.” Said Abel quickly as he didn’t want to give Wizard Morton a hard time. “They won’t go out of there way to give us a hard time. He is only a wizard responsible for examination. He can only do what is in his job description,” Said Wizard Morton with a smile waving his hand. In order to get to room number 3, they had to pass through a hall filled with Wizards from the counter. Under the powerful sense of Abel, every single one of those wizards felt like a bomb full of danger. There were so many rank 3 and above wizard concentrated in one spot, Abel was in full alert mode. Within room number 3, sat the 30 or so years old wizard Blight with yellowish hair and a darkish face. He was just talking with someone through the magic circle on his desk. “Mr. Ston, it is confirmed that wizard Morton and his disciple novice wizard Abel is coming here to collect a wizard badge!” Wizard Blight said to the intermediate wizard Ston on the other side of the line in a respectful manner. In the Rocky canyon, around 100 miles out, stood six magic towers on the tip of the canyon. Two of those magic tower had more than ten stories, which signified the power of this group of magic towers were much greater than the ones in Duchy of Carmel. On the top floor of the tallest twelve storied wizard tower, intermediate wizard Ston was just looking over at the brilliant scenery of the rocky canyon. He demanded through his words, “Help me keep them there. That old bastard Morton just sacked one of our magic towers as well as slandered dark Wizard Black. We haven’t even settled this, and he already went back to Duchy of Carmel like nothing had happened. I won’t let it slide this time. It is what happens when you try to offend the dignity of the wizards from the Duchy of Keyen. Wizard Ston cut off the call. The conversation he had was made was thought the teleportation circle in his magic tower. However, the conversation that followed would be a little more troublesome. He turned around and took out a magic circle board from a cupboard. This magic circle board was made out of all kinds of skeletons. It doesn’t look like a thing made by human wizards at all. In the middle of the magic circle board was a white intermediate magic gem. Wizard Ston placed his hand on the magic circle board and ignited the magic circle. Spooky energy immediately spread Ed around his room. All kinds of negative emotions were rumbling around in the heart of Wizard Ston. “The orcs’ deity are such a hassle!” Said wizard Ston as he added a frozen armor on to his body. The magic circle board slowly unleashed. All of those negative emotions around were quickly sucked into the magic circle, which was just unleashed. The magic circle began to glow in dark red, as a skeleton made up of negative emotions emerged from the magic circle. “Click click, Wizard Ston, why are you contacting me?” The bones on the skeleton rubbed against each other vigorously, making a disturbing sound. “The deity of Gosford, remember you asked me to help you capture Abel a few days ago? Well, There’s some progress. He just showed up in Duchy of Keyen!” Said Wizard Ston to the skeleton. “Click click, wonderful. Now just think of a way to lure him to me. I will capture him personally and turn him into one of my skeleton warriors! Said the deity of Gosford, with a voice full of hatred. “However, there’s a small hassle. He has company, an intermediate wizard!” Wizard Ston had no idea how an insignificant novice wizard could offend the orc’s deity. However, seeing the hatred of the deity of Gosford, he was sure that an intermediate wizard could not scare him a single bit. “Just say it, what do you want?” The deity of Gosford fully understood the intention of Wizard Ston. Long years of doing business with each other had made them very close. “Besides the reward you said you’ll give me last time, you also need to help me kill off that intermediate wizard!” Said Wizard Ston in a low voice. “It’s not hard for both of us to kill an intermediate wizard together. But as you know, it is very hard to stop an intermediate wizard if they are trying to escape.” The deity of Gosford was a little shocked by the request. He thought Wizard Ston would just want more resources, but instead, he wanted to kill an intermediate wizard. If intermediate wizards were really that easy to kill, why would every Duchy need at least one intermediate wizard to protect them? Intermediate wizards made their name through their powerful fighting ability as well as their frighteningly long lifespan. Although it was only an intermediate rank, intermediate wizards were comparable to the elite rank of other occupations. “I can find two more beginner dark wizards from my side to join this mission.” Said Wizard Ston, his voice sounding even lower. “Click click, two intermediate, two beginners. We might have a chance to keep him. I will not hold back, so it depends on your luck if we can keep him or not.” The deity of Gosford was very excited to kill an intermediate wizard. This could not only weaken the strength of the human race, but he could also capture Abel. The deity of Gosford needed to capture Abel, but he had to capture him personally and not let other human wizards interfere. There was only one reason for this, the ‘transformation necklace.’ Originally, this treasure was made to help him travel between the orc’s empire and the human world more easily. However, one day his favorite child of his first wife needed to come to the human world for trial, so he borrowed him the necklace. However, little did he know, it would be the last time he saw the necklace. Now, all the evidence was pointing towards that the necklace was in the hands of Abel. Not only that, but the orc’s Kong Kong spirit portal bag was stolen by a worgen, and the deity of Gosford also suspected it was Abel who had done it.

Chapter 172 - Making Things Difficult Chapter 172: Making Things Difficult There was no way the deity of Gosford would let any wizard interact with Abel alone because of the possibility that he might possess two super treasures. The few worgens he had sent previously had all failed and even the most powerful wolf rider captain of Flaurling had died in Bakong City. If not for these past failures and the immense value of these two treasures, the intermediate deity of Gosford would never come to the human world. He would be risking getting captured by humans. The worgens wouldn’t dare to take his treasures even if they had killed Abel, but human wizards were different. They would keep treasure every time they had a chance. Abel was following Wizard Morton when a cool breeze blew upon his heart. It seemed like some kind of danger was going to dawn upon him. He was still very new to his raise of danger sensing ability. He could only try to look around, trying to find where the danger was located. However, he was in the Wizard Union’s branch headquarters. Almost all wizards here were able to be a threat to his life, so his senses were basically useless here. Wizard Morton slowed down his steps, he turned and asked Abel in a caring tone “Abel, are you not feeling well?” “Teacher, I’m fine,” Abel shook his head, trying to get the sensation out of his head. Abel quickly followed up with the steps of Wizard Morton. When they walked around the center of the hall, his attention was drawn by a big wall rounded by wizards. The wall was filled with words, swimming up and down. “That’s the mission list, in the future, you can use your wizard badge to directly accept missions from the teleportation circle in the magic tower.” Said Wizard Morton, lightly turning his head after seeing Abel’s curiosity looking towards the group of people. “Why are those wizards accepting their missions here. Isn’t it more convenient to stay at their own magic tower?” Said Abel in a puzzled tone. “Not all wizards like to be locked in one place. Many of them travel around the world to seek chances to increase their rank,” Wizard Morton replied. “Then how do they meditate?” Abel thought, without a magic tower or a place filled with mana such as the dark world which they could enter, those wizard meditate would not have a place to meditate. “The parts of the wizarding world you have made contact with are still way too small. You have only seen the surface of it. This world is very big, bigger than you have ever imagined. There are many other ways for wizards to practice. Concentrating magic circles as well as hunting to get fresh new crystal cores are some of the common ways wizards go about their training. Especially getting a fresh crystal core, they can increase a Wizard’s meditation speed by a lot. If crystal cores don’t always solidify after 2 hours, all wizards will be much more powerful. Although crystal core solidifying might be a problem for others, it was nothing to Abel. Since he had a Horadric cube, he could even pause the time of the explosion of an exploding big sword, so of course, he could preserve a crystal core. His speed of progress was way to slow. When he was a knight, he was continuously spoiled by his lightning speed of progress. Now, as a wizard, he also felt like his training speed was very slow. Although to other people, he might seem like a genius with a scary speed of progress, Abel knew fully well in his heart that every night he had an extra ten days to practice. Therefore, it had actually taken him three years to progress from rank 1 to a rank 3 wizard. If other wizards knew what Abel was thinking, they might have wanted to strangle him to death. How were three years anything to wizards? Many wizards with backgrounds would start using the ‘constitution potion’ ever since they were around ten years old and start doing training. If they could become a rank 2 novice wizard in 3 years, they would already be considered as a genius. Let’s take Carlos, for example. He had been training under wizard Morton ever since he was very young, and he had only reached the level of a rank 3 closed to rank 4 wizard around his 20s. He had been meditating for more than ten years, and Camille was not too different. Ever since the start, Wizard Morton had cultivated the two of them like they were his inheritance. If Abel did not appear, they would have been the last disciples of Wizard Morton. “Abel, we are here. Don’t worry, Wizard Blight won’t give you a hard time,” Wizard Morton comforted Abel with a smile. Seeing the distracted look on Abel’s face, Wizard Morton still thought he was worried about the examination. “Ok, teacher!” Said Abel trying to calm himself down. In front of them was a huge door scattered with patterns. Wizard Morton moved to the side and said, “According to the rules, you have to try to open this door yourself until we can see the Wizard responsible for examination. Abel nodded lightly and placed his hand on the door. The patterns on the doors began to glow, and he felt his mana being lost. Afterward, the door slowly opened. “Nice, only a rank 3 wizard can on pen this door, now let’s go!” Said wizard Morton, padding the back of Abel. He was not surprised at all. There was only a desk within room number 3, behind the desk sat a Wizard in a white robe. After he saw Wizard Morton, he immediately stood up and welcome. “Welcome, Wizard Morton!” Said Wizard Blight. This was not how Wizard Morton had expected at all. Wizard Blight was very polite. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, forming an X and did a wizard bow. Wizard Morton replied with a Wizard bow as well and said: “Wizard Blight, please examine my disciple!” By putting both arms in front of the chest and bow, was a type of friendly wizard bow. It showed that the Wizard come in peace, as he was putting his hand on a place that the other party could see. “This is your disciple?” Wizard Blight looked up and down at Abel and said with a smile, “Actually, an examination won’t even matter. I can already feel that your disciple had already completed fulfilling the rank 3 wizard pattern.” Abel immediately felt lifted when he heard these words. However, when he thought that the examination would be over in a moment, Wizard Morton was calming, staring at Wizard Blight, waiting for the words that followed. After a while, Wizard Blight proceeded to say, “But according to the rule of the Wizard Union, I need to arrange a novice wizard to have a friendly battle with your disciple. From that, I will access your disciple’s mastery in his spells.” “Go ahead!” Wizard Morton said, nodding his head. Although this rule did exist, it had often been skipped. Since Wizard Blight especially raised this request, it seems like things wouldn’t go as smoothly as expected. Wizard Blight then said with a smile, “Wizard Morton, you are so unlucky. All the novice wizards responsible for examination just so happen to not be here today. Can you come back again tomorrow?” Wizard Morton darkly thought to himself. The trouble had arrived, as expected. An original examination had pushed down until tomorrow. However, Wizard Morton could not refuse, since Wizard Blight was still doing things according to the rules. “Ok, we’ll come back tomorrow morning. Are you sure there will be novice wizards for battle examination around that time?” Said Wizard Morton to Wizard Blight in a deep voice. “Of course. You don’t need to worry. Just come back again in working hours tomorrow morning, and I will arrange it for you!” Said Wizard Blight certainly. Seeing there was not much he could do. Wizard Morton turning his head towards Abel and said: “Abel, let’s go.” By that point, Abel had fully understood. Although this Wizard Blight seemed like a nice guy, he was truly trying to give both of them a hard time. Abel was angry in his heart, but he could also do nothing about it. As they were leaving, Abel walked around the mission list again. A message suddenly attracted his gaze. Mission number: 388 Mission requirement: soul catching grass Mission duration: unlimited Mission reward: 100: 1 credit point, unlimited. However, the portal bag in which he had put his soul catching grass was in his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. He could not take it out here, so he could only try to remember the mission number and followed Wizard Morton out of the hall of the Wizard Union. “Teacher, ain’t we going back today?” Asked Abel after he saw Wizard Morton had left the Wizard Union branch to headquarter. “We’ll stay here for the day and come back tomorrow morning. This place was pretty nice, and you just had a taste of it.” Said Wizard Morton with a smile. It seemed like this entire city was revolving around the Wizard Union. Every shop was selling stuff related to wizards.

Chapter 173 - Wizard Johnson Chapter 173: Wizard Johnson Abel followed Wizard Morton into a huge door with a hotel sign in front of it. The hotel here was different from the hotel in other cities. The moment they entered, they could feel that the voices of people talking were very soft. There was not a single person talking loudly, which reminded him of one of those luxurious hotels from his original world. Wizard Morton led Abel to an empty table and took a seat. Afterward, a waiter quickly stepped up. He bowed and said, “your honor Mr. Wizard. How I help you today?” Abel was shocked to discover that the waiter was actually a novice wizard. Although he was only rank 1, he was still a real novice wizard. Why was he working as a waiter?” “I’ll have 2 set meals and an empty glass!” Said wizard Morton to the waiter. After the waiter had left, Abel could help but ask “teacher, that waiter just then is a rank 1 novice wizard. Why is he working as a waiter here?” Abel knew in his heart, some of those low ranking wizards who sacrificed their comfort to wait outside of the magic tower also had a high status in Bakong City. Most wizards were nobles, and seeing them took what he thought was just some boring missions without hesitation, Abel could truly see the power of wizards. “Because they still want hope!” Said Wizard Morton looking at the back of the waiter as he left. He then proceeded to say, “The Wizard Union had attracted a large number of official wizards to accept their missions here, so there are opportunities everywhere. Who knows, one day he might get lucky, and an official Wizard will pick him as a disciple. Things like this are very common here, so countless low ranking wizards had also been attracted here, trying to catch that tiny bit of hope. At that moment, Abel changed his perspective towards that waiter. No one chasing their dreams should be made fun of! “If they don’t get a job, they can not sustain their expensive training. That’s why you’ll see low ranking wizards doing all kinds of jobs around here. They are all people continuously trying to get on the path of being a wizard.” Wizard Morton exclaimed. “Teacher, what are the wizards actually aiming for?” Asked Abel in a puzzled tone. Although he had studied spells, and already became a rank 3 novice wizard, he still thought the reasons to become a wizard was just to attack people with spells and increase lifespan. However, the Wizard Union commanded every wizard not to get involved in the battles of the world. So what were all those training for? In the past, he knew exactly what he was aiming for with his training. That was becoming a wizard, use mana, unlock the Tome of Town Portal, go home! However, reality had smashed this dream. The path to his home was closed, and the Tome of Town Portal opened up another gate to a ruined Dark World. After undergoing go much disappointment, Abel still held a tiny bit of hope within him, but he was frustrated. He didn’t know where he should go or what he should do, so he just kept being a novice wizard for now. “Do you think the world you see is the real world?” Said Wizard Morton with a smirk. “Real-world? Isn’t this the real world?” Said Abel looking at Wizard Morton with a puzzled look. “As I said, this world is very big, bigger than you can imagine. If you can break through and become an elite wizard, you can go even further and see even more things!” Said Wizard Morton with an optimistic expression. “This world is very big?” Ever since Abel had entered the world of wizards, the most powerful wizard he saw was an intermediate wizard, his teacher Wizard Morton. He had never even heard of an elite wizard, let alone breakthrough to become one and aim for even higher success. “Abel, you are the most gifted disciple I had ever seen. Out of all my disciples, you might be the only one who can walk to the end. Just remember, there are three stages of being a wizard: executed, understand, and mastery. This is what my teacher had told me, but I didn’t live up to his hope. I can never break through the understanding state!” Said Wizard Morton with a slightly sentimental tone, seemed like he had remembered something from his past. “Execute, understand, mastery,” Abel mumbled to himself. “Your honor Mr. Wizard, please enjoy your meal!” At that moment, the waiter said respectfully holding a platter up to the table. Wizard Morton nodded, and the waiter divided the set meals and placed them in front of Wizard Morton and Abel. Afterward, he placed a high leg crystal wine glass in front of Wizard Morton, bowed, and left. Wizard Morton took out a bottle of red wine from the portal bag on his waist. He poured half of it on to the glass and carefully closed the lid again. Abel recognized this was the bottle of red wine he had given his teacher as a gift. Since nowadays, he only exclusively drank the wine he combined himself, even the wine made from his own Cotter Wine House might be too cheap for his liking. However, seeing how careful his teacher was to the wine, he couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed. Although his teacher never asked for another bottle of wine, he knew his teacher love wine a lot, but he had never given him another bottle ever since. Abel put his hand in his portal bag. Since an everyday item such as wine could be put into his public portal bag, it was very convenient for him to take it out. When he put his hand in, he realized there were two extra bottles of red wine. These unique, out of the world red wines were combined with multiple ultra-luxurious red wines from the Cotter wine house through his Horadric cube. Before Abel could even speak as he placed the two bottles of wine on the table, a voice suddenly came from somewhere, “Morton, Long time no see!” Abel was shocked a little. Since he had become an elite knight, his powerful sense was like an instinct already. How could anyone get so closed without him even realizing it? “Johnson, what are you doing here?” Wizard Morton stood up and hugged an old man with a grey robe. When Abel saw the two hugged each other, he knew his teacher, and Wizard Johnson must be very close friends. Although a hug could also be seen as an expression of close friendship to normal people, to a wizard, a hug could signify both parties were exposing their most vulnerable side to each other. When two wizards hug, they were getting rid of every single defense from their body to have an intimate connection. Wizard Johnson sat by the side of Wizard Morton, and brush on his portal bag. A wine glass appeared in his hand. “Give me some, I’m dying of thirst,” said Wizard Johnson, tipping is wine glass towards Wizard Morton. Wizard Morton first put the two bottles of red wine on the table into his portal bag. He then took out the bottle of half-empty red wine from his portal bag, after he poured half a cup, he closed the lid again. “Old bastard, you are so stingy.” Said Wizard Johnson, holding up the wine glass in his hand. Seeing his teacher Wizard Morton being called an ‘old bastard’ by the even older looking wizard Johnson, he couldn’t help but giggle. Wizard Morton did not care about what Wizard Johnson had said. He only stared at Wizard Johnson in pity as Wizard Johnson drank up all of his wine in one sip. “What wine is this?” Wizard Johnson’s eyes began to sparkle as he immediately reached his hand towards the bottle. However, all he got was just a bunch of air. The bottle was already in the hand of Wizard Morton. “Seeing how fast you had drunk your wine, any good wine will be spoiled by you.” Said Wizard Morton looking at Wizard Johnson in disdain. Although that’s what Wizard Morton had said, he still poured about half a cup of wine for Wizard Johnson. Wizard Johnson took a small sip of the red wine and enjoyed himself for a moment. Afterward, he gazed over at Abel and asked: “Is this your disciple?” “Yes, he’s my new disciple. I’ll just be taking him here to get his wizard badge,” Said Wizard Morton with a thankful look on his face. “Oh, he must be the one who gave you this red wine, isn’t it?” Wizard Johnson asked. “Yeah!” The moment he said this, he realized something was wrong. He immediately followed, “Why do you want to know?” “No wonder you had accepted him as your disciple. If I can have such good wine, I will accept him as my disciple as well,” Said Wizard Johnson seriously while nodding his head. “What are you doing here?” Asked Wizard Morton. “Recently there were a lot more worgens appearing around the Duchy of Carmel. Ever since you gave me the dead body of the captain wolf rider of Flaurling, the report had stated that the worgens are doubling down on their force around here. So I’ve been sent here to investigate.” Said Wizard Johnson, sounding even more serious. Abel felt a cool breeze blew upon his heart. He had done too many bad things to the worgens and took too many benefits from them. Could this operation by the worgens be targeted towards him? However, he didn’t have the guts to tell his teacher about this. Some of the benefits he gained include the transformation necklace, Kong Kong spirit portal bag, large amount of potions, as well as the treasures from the wolf rider captain of Flaurling. He got the transformation necklace when during his killing of the prince. Although the royals might not know about this, it was still better to keep this as a secret to minimize his tension with the royals. While in regards to the Kong Kong spirit portal bag, it was his largest storage space, it was where most of his assets were stored.

Chapter 174 - Rune Pen Chapter 174: Rune Pen After the meal, Wizard Morton called the waiter and requested two rooms. He then turned towards Abel and said, “I have something to talk to Wizard Johnson about. You can go back to your room and have a rest, or go for a walk outside. Just make sure you don’t leave the city. It is very safe here.” “Yes, Teacher!” Abel saw that since the two haven’t seen each other for a long time. He didn’t want to disturb them anymore. He stood up, bowed, and left. Under the guidance of the waiter, Abel arrived in his room. It was a typical room. However, there was something different about this typical room. There was a magic circle in the corner of this room. In the center of that magic circle was a cushion, and on the left side of the magic circle was a small gap. It seemed like it was for a magic gem. Since Abel didn’t know what that magic circle was for, so he did not try it out. Instead, he took out the barrier circle from his portal bag and ignited it. He then took out a bag full of soul catching grass. However, he was not ready to enter the Rogue encampment in a place like this. Although he was protected by the barrier circle, he was still in the territory of the Wizard Union. Who knew if there were any mechanism sensitive to dimensions. Abel canceled the barrier circle. Since he did not want to waste any of his precious time, he took out his carving knife and started making more rune signs without any other thing to do. All of the crystal cores in his portal bag were already reshaped into a rectangle shape with the ‘crystal core reshaper’ his teacher had given him, and most of these crystal cores were came from Wizard Black. When Wizard Morton had given Abel the ‘crystal core reshaper,’ Abel never thought that these things could be purchased with credit. Good thing the rune ink for his magic weapons don’t need to be specifically made by a potion maker. Else he wouldn’t be the Abel he was. When Abel was just getting his carving knife ready, a question popped into his head. According to what his teacher Wizard Morton had said, the runes were slightly different among different schools of Wizardry. Does that mean the runes drawn by wizards were not all totally perfect? Suddenly, Abel thought of the dark gold-colored rune pen, the ‘Akara rune pen.’ When he was making those exploding big swords, this rune pen had the ability to forcefully correct runes. As long as the mistakes were small, the ‘Akara rune pen’ would send out a reminder, as well as forcing the user in the right direction. It seemed like he could use the ‘Akara rune pen’ to sketch out a perfect rune first, before etching it down on a crystal core. Abel found a bottle of ink in the room and dipped the ‘Akara rune pen’ in ink. He was ready to write a rune on the surface of a fire crystal core. He decided to first test it out with the Ral rune. As the number 8 rune, Abel had drawn it many times in the past. It’s ability included, increase fire damage by 5-30 points, and increase fire defense for 30%. However, one of the finished products Abel had in his portal bag could only have 3-15 points of fire damage, which meant there was something deeply wrong about the rune. Abel held the ‘Akara rune pen’ on his right hand, and secured the crystal on the table with his left hand. Just like that, he began drawing the rune. Just as expected, the ‘Akara rune pen’ kept correcting him as he was drawing the rune. Although they were all small mistakes, they could still have a great effect on the rune’s performance when they added up. Abel thought his teacher Wizard Morton was already expertise in rune sign making, and the runes from his school of Wizardry were generally more powerful than others. So most of the runes signs out there must not be powerful at all. This drawing session had deepened Abel’s understanding of the Ral rune by a lot. Although he could not remember all the mistakes he made, he was certain he could make a perfect rune sign one day if he continued to practice. However, when Abel saw the ink drawn perfect rune on the surface of the crystal core, he immediately face-palmed himself. How stupid was he? Wasn’t this a model for a perfect rune sign? He only needed to etch out the ink drawn rune with his carving knife. Then he wouldn’t make a mistake. This etching session was perfect. Abel smoothly followed the lines of the ink drawn rune, and perfectly etched out the rune while injecting the mana within it. After a white light flashed upon the rune sign, the rune on the rune sign had entirely disappeared. The rune sign had turned in to an empty crystal core sign. The only difference was that it had turned pure white from the original red color. Abel couldn’t even believe himself as he held the rune sign in his hand. This rune sign looked nothing like his old ones. Could it actually work? Just in case, he let the Horadric cube to examine it. Abel threw the rune sign in his Horadric cube and focused his power of the will on the rune sign. Lar rune sign +4-25 points fire damage Increase fire defense 30% From this, he could see that this rune sign was much better than the ones he made before. Akara used to use this ‘Akara rune pen’ to write his scrolls on normal lambskin parchment in the Rogue encampment, but it could still generate magical effects. That level of skill was much greater than etching a rune on a crystal core with energy. Abel put away that much more powerful rune sign he just made and picked up his ‘Akara rune pen again.’ He was ready to make the second Ral rune sign. The life of a wizard was boring as hell. Abel did not stop etching until his dinner was delivered by the waiter. He had made 6 Ral rune signs in total. On top of the 20 runes signs he made before, he now had 26 fire attack Ral rune signs on him. In regards to the ice attack Shael rune sign, he had 15. He had 10 of the poison Ral rune sign. He had 3 of the electric attack Ort rune sign. As for the attack rune signs he got from the dark Wizard Black, none of them really caught his eye, so he just gave it to Carlos to help him sell them off. In order to make a defense rune sign, an attribute-less crystal core was required. Abel did not have any attribute-less crystal core, so he only had five defense rune signs on him. He got 3 of them from the dark Wizard Black. It included two no.1 Ral rune signs and one no.2 Shael rune signs. He also gained 2 of them from the worgen prince, which were both no.12 Thur rune signs. Actually, Abel’s favorite was the no.1 Ral rune sign. Although it was the smallest number of the Ral rune family, it’s ability was quite strong. +50 hit rate, +1 light rate, +15 defence. However, the second no.1 Ral rune signs he had were not as powerful as the true no.1 Ral rune sign. Still, it could increase defense in general– Not only in physical defense but also in magic defense as well. Abel had made a lot of magic weapons using the rune on the no.12 Thur rune sign. The no12 Thur rune’s ability was a little bit direct. +9 minimum damage, absorb physical impact 7. Actually, the Thur rune signs that were already ready-made were not as strong. Although he didn’t know what had motivated his passion for rune signs all of a sudden this morning, he still wanted to start making more of them just in case. He shoved all of the rune signs he had made into his portal bag. If something had happened, he would be able to use it. Afterward, he checked up on his ice magic sword and the magic shield. Then he put them back in his portal bag again. “Knock knock!” A knock came from the door, so Abel immediately stepped up to open the door. “Teacher!” That’s right. It was Wizard Morton. “Abel, I’m here to see you.” Wizard Morton followed Abel into the doom and gazed at the magic circle by the corner. He then asked, “Abel, didn’t you use this magic circle?” “Teacher, I still haven’t tested out the ability of this magic circle.” Said Abel touching his head in slight embarrassment. Wizard Morton then turned his head to the table, seeing some small scraps left over by the etching. He gently nodded his head and said, “you had made good use of your time practicing making rune signs. That’s very good, that’s the spirit of a wizard. Keep it up, and you can go even further on your journey as a wizard.” “Yes, teacher!” Abel nodded his head and said seriously. “This is a mana gathering circle. It was designed for wizards. If the hotel didn’t have this magic array, no wizards would want to live here.” As Wizard Morton was speaking, he, too, out an intermediate magic gem and place it on the gap next to the circle. He then proceeded to say to Abel, “I’ll get going now. You only need to ignite this magic circle, and you can meditate just like when you were in the magic tower.” Actually, the whole reason why Wizard Morton had come to Abel’s room was to teach him how to use this mana gathering circle. Abel fully understood his teacher’s intentions as a sense of gratitude raised from his heart. After Wizard Morton had left, Abel ignited the mana gathering circle with his power of the will. Waves of mana rushed from the circle. Although the mana concentration was only 70% as dense as the most mana concentrated area of the magic tower, he was still in shock that he could meditate outside of the magic tower.

Chapter 175 - Battle Examination Chapter 175: Battle Examination Abel had not rested in a big warm bed like this in a long time. When he woke up the next morning, the soft mattress and the swan feather sheets kept him so comfy in bed that he never wanted to get out. Hazy sunlight reached from the pale curtains, filling up the room in a misty atmosphere. Had he woken up late? Abel had gotten clear-headed all of a sudden. He had not rested this well in a long time, so well that he had woken up late. He couldn’t let the teacher wait too long. He quickly got out of bed, took a shower, and rushed out of the room. When he arrived at the lobby of the hotel, he realized his teacher Wizard Morton was already eating his breakfast. “Teacher, sorry, I woke up late!” Said Abel gently, quickly stepping up to Wizard Morton. “Take a seat, Abel. I have already ordered breakfast for you!” Said Wizard Morton pointing towards a chair by his side. After Abel sat down, Wizard Morton said with a smile, “It’s good that you can sleep, I haven’t had any deep sleep in a long time. If a wizard has a powerful power of the will, they will need less sleep.” Seeing that his teacher did not criticize him, Abel let out a breath of relief. At that moment, the waiter had walked up with his breakfast. The breakfast was elementary, only a bowl of porridge and a cup of juice. Abel looked towards the breakfast which his teacher Wizard Morton was having. It was a piece of soft bread and a glass of red wine. Wizard Morton slowly tore chunks out of the soft bread and dipped it in the red wine to enjoy. “I’m old. My appetite had gone bad. Only the red wine you gave me can give me enjoyment. Lately, I realized this red wine is very beneficial to how my body functions. It seems like it is bringing my energy back.” Wizard Morton exclaimed. Wizards cared about how their body functions a lot. This was because the mana would continuously eat up their body, and they needed to keep taking potions to help them recover. Therefore, every wizard has a deep understanding of their own body, even more than official knights. This must be what the saying of ‘chronic illness is the best doctor’ meant. “Teacher, if this red wine is good for your body, I’ll prepare some more for you after we go back.” Abel always thought those combined red wines were only appearing to the tongue. However, now it seemed that the things combined through the Horadric cube were not as simple. They could increase bodily functions as well. “What I actually meant was don’t let the public know about this red wine. Red wine with such power can drive the entire Duchy of Carmel into chaos!” Said Wizard Morton gently as he dip more bread into the wine. Although Abel knew what Wizard Morton had said might not be totally serious, he was still reminding him. He had underestimated the ability of these red wines. “Yes, teacher. I’ve only given two bottles of this red wine to my grandparents. Other than that, only you have them.” Said Abel after he thought for a while. Early in the morning, the hall of the Wizard Union was already filled with a large number of wizards. Although wizards normally don’t talk loudly, the place was still crowded with voices coming from all directions. “Wizard Morton, I have already organized the examination for you.” The wizard Blight today was not as friendly as the one yesterday. He looked like he was just doing his job. “Ok, Wizard Blight, let’s get started!” Said Wizard Morton. He saw that Wizard Blight was sick of pretending, so he spoke directly as well. Wizard Blight then turned to Abel and said: “Novice Wizard Abel, I will now officially examine your ability in regards to your application of the wizard badge, on behalf of the Wizard Union.” “I accept my ability examination, Mr” Abel replied. “You wait here for a while!” Said Wizard Blight pointing towards a room next to the battle stadium. Wizard Blight ignited the communication circle and spoke at it. “Let Jason come here!” After a while, Abel saw a 2.2-meter tall man walking towards him. It was extremely rare to see a wizard of this built. The strong man stopped in front of Wizard Blight and bowed, “Jason is happy to see Mr!” Wizard Blight then said, pointing at Abel, “Your mission today is to battle with him, I need to test his fighting ability!” Now both Wizard Morton and Abel had already realized that Jason was a rank one novice wizard. Still, rank one at such an old age made it seem like he would remain this way till the day he dies. Looking at Jason’s built, it seemed like he was one of those ‘late power of the will possessor.’ Only these kinds of people would maintain such a built after becoming a wizard since they had only discovered that their power of the will had reached the standard of a Wizard after they became an adult. Although normally people like these won’t get accepted by a wizard, there were outliers. Jason was one of them. Although Abel had already reached the height of 1.9 meters, he still looked like a kid as he stood next to Jason. A deep smile emerged from Jason’s face as he said, “little guy, it’s nice to be a wizard, isn’t it? I bet you’ll have a nightmare every time you think about what happened today.” Wizard Morton frowned. This Jason guy should not even be considered as a wizard. He was only a thug with a rank 1 novice wizard ability. Wizard Blight wanted to use Jason’s huge body to directly oppress Abel, so he could fail Abel for unleashing the rank 3 wizard spells for too long. Up to this point, a cold smirk emerged from Wizard Morton’s face. He knew his disciples very well. Although the mana did impact Abel’s body, he was still a knight. A strong man like this shouldn’t be a threat to Abel. Wizard Blight looked the two of them at the stadium and said, “No rules. Whoever knocks down the other first will be the winner. Don’t worry, and I’ll be here to protect you. You guys won’t get hurt. Now, let the examination begin.” As soon as the words of Wizard Blight landed, Jason was already rushing towards Abel at full speed. His steps were very quick, seemed like he had undergone some specific training. Abel did not move on the spot. He merely flicked his fingers in mid-air, mumbled some spells, and a pattern quickly emerged in mid-air. The speed at which Abel was able to unleash the spell was a little beyond Jason’s expectations. In a flick of a hand, Jason sent a string of red flame towards Abel. “Rune sign?” Abel immediately stopped the pattern he was drawing to dodged the red flame attack like a flash of lightning. He cursed to himself in anger. Abel didn’t want to show his true ability. He was in the Wizard Union, and if he had shown his true ability, he would attract way too much attention. Therefore, he had tried to slow down the speed in which he unleashed his spells, so he seemed more like a normal rank 3 wizard. However, Jason’s use of a rune sign was beyond his expectation. Although rune signs were a method of attack, it wouldn’t show a person’s true ability. On top of the high value of rune signs, they would never be used in a normal examination battle. “Wizard Blight, how can you use a rune sign during a rank 3 wizard examination?” Wizard Morton asked angrily. “That rune sign was made by Jason himself, so it was still part of his ability.”Wizard Blight explained. “I will report what happened today to the Wizard Union,” Wizard Morton said with a deep voice. “Whatever!” Wizard Blight said like he didn’t care at all. This was because he thought to himself darkly in his heart, do you think you could make it back alive? As the two were talking, Jason had already thrown out ten rune signs. It was all fire attack rune signs, which meant that during this short period of time, Jason had thrown out 200,000 gold coins. By this point, Abel already sensed something was very wrong. This was only an examination. If it was a life and death battle throwing out that much rune signs could be understandable. However, under these circumstances, it was clear that someone was intentionally trying to give him a hard time. Normally a wizard who had just reached rank 3 might not even be able to withstand 5 rune signs, let alone 10. Luckily since Abel had become an elite knight, his speed was doubled. Although Jason had undergone some specific training, his speed was still far behind an official Knight. These rune signs had been thrown out by Jason like dark weapons. It had nothing to do with his rank 1 novice wizard ability at all. Even Abel still did not show his true ability, and he could still successfully dodge all of these attacks. “How.. how could you dodge all of my attacks” Jason was stunned as he shouted. He had already used up all of his rune signs, and Abel had dodged all of them. Abel couldn’t care less if Jason was stunned. However, he was sick of trying to use spells, so he directly kicked Jason right in the stomach. As Abel was not using his combat qi, he could unleash around 4500 pounds of force. Since he had learned close body kickboxing, he drew the force from his foot on the ground and delivered it from his shining waist to the leg in which he had strikeout horizontally. Just like that, 4500 pounds of force had almost entirely landed on the waist of Jason.

Chapter 176 - First Mission Chapter 176: First Mission Also, Abel had used a technique when he was unleashing his force. The purpose of this technique was to send people flying with the kick, not directly penetrate them. These were two different ways of using force. The first one was used to send people flying, and the second was to give people internal damage. Of course, his Knight’s training did not teach him anything about these physical kickboxing techniques. These techniques were all derived from the experience of his previous world. Since his strength had increased massively, these techniques improved drastically. Jason was struck by this horizontal kick. His 2.2 meters tall body was stopped for a while by this massive force and flew out towards a side afterward. “Ahhh!” As Jason was screaming, his body directly flew towards Wizard Blight, who was still arguing with Wizard Morton. By the time Wizard Blight had realized Jason was flying towards him, it was already too late for him to dodge. He could only quickly pad his portal bag, and a shield made up of white light emerged in front of his body. Jason’s body viciously struck upon the shield. In a flash of an eye, Jason was already slowly rolling around the floor, red bubbles coming out of his mouth. “Mr. Blight, did I win?” Said Abel innocently looking at Wizard Blight. “You!” Wizard Blight felt extremely angry. Not because of Jason. He couldn’t care less if Jason died. He was angry because of the fact that he had wasted a defense rune sign in the Wizard Union branched headquarter. “Wizard Blight, so what now. The battle had ended, are you going to give my disciple a wizard badge?” Said wizard Morton in a deep voice. He was already extremely irritated by the fact that Wizard Blight was trying to give them a hard time. He had decided that he would report this to the Wizard Union, what Wizard Blight had done was clearly taking advantage of the Holy Wizard Union. Wizard Blight didn’t say anything. He coldly gazed towards the Jason twitching around on the floor and returned to his office desk. He ignited a magic circle, white lights began to swirl, and a badge with 3 leaves appeared. “Novice Wizard Abel, I will now officially give you your wizard badge on behalf of the Wizard Union!” Said Wizard Blight as he walked in front of Abel. He coldly looked at him for a second and placed the wizard badge on his hand. The way Wizard Blight had treated Abel could already be considered as a huge offense to Abel’s dignity. According to the rules, if Wizard Blight was giving Abel the wizard badge on behalf of the Wizard Union, he had to put the badge in front of Abel’s chest to signify the Wizard Union qualified his hard work. “Wizard Blight, you no longer have the right to represent the Wizard Union,” Said Wizard Morton in a deep voice. As they were walking out of room number 3, Abel held the badge with 3 leaves in his hands and closely examined it. Although the leaves on the surface of the badge was for decoration only, the badge itself was made with many tiny magic circles. They walked around the mission list in the hall. Abel remembered mission 388, a mission about gathering soul catching grass. So he quickly asked, “Teacher, can I accept a mission?” “Already?” If you want to accept a mission, you have to go with Carlos and Camille. Never go by yourself.” Wizard Morton warned Abel. “Teacher, I don’t need to battle in this mission. It is a mission I can complete immediately, which I saw yesterday.” Abel explained. “Well, that’s lucky. I remember I spent an entire month to complete my first mission… Fine, let’s go submit your mission,” said Wizard Morton with a smile. The two of them walked towards the mission list, and Abel placed the wizard badge on his into one of the empty gaps in the line of magic circles in front of the mission list. The gap fitted perfectly. Abel used his power of the will to control the wizard badge. What he saw was similar to using a mouse in his past life, and the mission list was similar to a screen. As he stared at the missions quickly moving up and down, he quickly selected mission 388. Afterward, the details of the mission appeared on his wizard badge. It was a good thing everyone who accepted these missions were wizards. It would be impossible for a normal person to select anything with the speed at which the mission messages were moving. Abel retrieved his wizard badge and turned his head back to Wizard Morton. He asked, “Teacher, does that mean I had accepted the mission?” “Yes, I never thought you’d are so good at using it already.” Said Wizard Morton. Abel wanted to say that although this mission list was very advanced in this world’s standing, it was very outdated compared to the things in his previous world; from was the interface or its practical use. This mission list was very simple, and the way it was controlled was not too different from a computer from his previous world. “I’ve seen Carlos used it before,” Abel could only think of this explanation. “Oh, you can go that way to submit your mission!” Said Wizard Morton pointing towards an area on the right side of the hall. Abel arrived in the service desk. The place felt fresh, and there was nothing stacking up. It looked nothing like a place to submit things. “Are you here to submit a mission?” The person serving Abel was a low ranking female wizard wearing a white robe. She didn’t look too old. Instead she looked kinda like Loraine, so you could basically call her a beautiful woman. “Yes,” Abel followed. The low ranking female wizard then said with a smile, “Please show me your wizard badge!” Abel gave his wizard badge to the low ranking female wizard. The low ranking female wizard then placed Abel’s wizard badge on a magic circle in front of her and said, “It is your first time submitting a mission. If you had complete the mission all by yourself, your mission credit rate would increase by 20%.” “Teacher, you never told me about this!” Said Abel turning his head back towards Wizard Morton in a puzzled expression. “My teacher didn’t tell me back in the days as well!” Said Wizard Morton in a strong voice. The low ranking female wizard looked for a second towards Wizard Morton, who was standing behind Abel. She immediately knew this was an official wizard teaching his disciple, so she said with a smile, “Please give me your mission requirements.” Abel took out a decent size bad from his portal bag and placed it on the counter. Many wizards standing by the side couldn’t help but tensed up their gaze and stared at Wizard Morton with a frightened look. They all thought this rank 3 Wizard’s portal bag was given by his teacher since the only way to get a portal bag without being investigated by the Wizard Union was to kill an official Wizard. The low ranking female wizard opened the bag, seeing that it was filled with soul catching grass. She then asked suspiciously, “Did you finish this mission all by yourself? If there were other wizards who had helped you, you wouldn’t get the 20% increase.” The low ranking female wizard could not believe a rank 3 wizard could get such a large amount of soul catching grass by himself. These soul catching grass were exclusively grown in the orc empire. It was very hard to get in the human world. Also, since these grasses were also a key component to a Knight’s rank increasing potion, they were even harder to get. “Yes, I completed this mission all by myself,” Abel repeated himself in a certain tone while frowning his eyebrows. “Ok, I’ll give these souls catching grass a check,” The low ranking female wizard dumped all the soul catching grass out, and randomly selected 2 of them to place on a magic circle by the side. “Weird, really no other wizards who had touched them!” The low ranking female wizard mumbled to herself with her head pointing downward. This magic circle could detect the scent of a wizard. It was responsible for examining missions that required wizards to complete all by themselves. In order to be qualified, the magic circle needed to show the scent of the wizard completing the mission. If there was another scent beside the wizard examining the mission merchandise, it would mean that this mission was not completed by that wizard alone. The low ranking female wizard counted up all the soul catching grass in detail and said, “You have 2520 soul catching grass in total. Please take back 20 of them. You had gained 25 credit from this mission, and since it was your first mission and you had completed all by yourself, you will get 5 extra credit. That’s 30credit points in total. Do you want to deposit it in your wizard badge?” “Please help me exchange it into 23 bottles of ‘constitution potion’ and deposit the rest of the credit into my wizard badge.” After Abel had put away the 20 soul catching grass, the first thing that came to his mind was to get some ‘constitution potion’ for combining. He had 3 bottles of ‘constitution potion’ on him currently. If he got 23 more, it would just be enough to combine a master’s ‘constitution potion’. The low ranking female wizard put all the soul catching grass back into the bag and placed it on to a magic circle behind her. She operated it for a while, and the bag of soul catching grass disappeared into thin air. After a while, a wooden box appeared from the magic circle. Afterward, the low ranking female wizard place the wooden box and Abel’s wizard badge on the counter and said, “7 credit points had been deposited into your wizard badge, and your 23 potions are here as well. Please take it.” Abel put away his wizard badge and opened the wooden box to quickly counted the potions. Afterward, he nodded his head.

Chapter 177 - Defence With A Life Chapter 177: Defence With a Life Once again, they stood in the middle of the huge teleportation circle. Wizard Morton said with a smile, “From now on, you are officially a member of the Wizard Union. You can no longer get involved with the customs of the world, so just let the others take care of the business in your family.” “Yes, teacher.” Abel rarely questioned about his family’s business anyway. Both the Harry family in Harvest City and the Abel castle were occupied by his uncle Marshall. As for all of the assets under his coat of arms in Bakong City, his trusted steward Ken took care of it. It had been a long time since he had cared about his family business. He would only take a look at the income and spending records every month. “Please teleport us to the Morton magic tower!” Said Wizard Morton to the flashing white light in front of him. The white light was a sign confirming the teleportation array was ready for teleportation. In the Wizard Union branch headquarter in the Duchy of Keyen, there were many wizards wearing white robes controlling and accepting the request from the teleportation circle. Since this huge magic circle could teleport multiple people at a time, it was always operated manually. When a wizard in the white robe had heard the words “Morton magic tower, his eyes began to sparkle. He immediately took the right to control the teleportation circle and changed the destination. Then, he ignited the teleportation circle. It was the first time this white robe novice wizard had done this. Afterward, he was so nervous that his face had gone badly pale. “Bling!” an intermediate Wizard appeared in the middle of the teleportation circle operation room. His gaze brushed upon the few white robe beginner wizards and said: “Stop what you are doing!” The few white robe beginner wizards stopped what they were doing. After seeing an intermediate wizard, they had to step up and bow. “Someone just took the right to control without permission. Whoever did it, come out immediately. Don’t make me search for you, or else even your family will be drag into this,” said the intermediate wizard in a calm voice, with waves of impose pressure coming out of him. The few beginner wizards in white robe exchanged gazes. Afterward, they all looked back towards the badly frightened, pale-faced beginner wizard. The intermediate wizard doubled down on his impose pressure, directly locked down the beginner Wizard. He grabbed his robe, and in a flash of white light, they had disappeared from the spot, leaving only some words behind, “All of you get back to work!” As soon as the teleportation circle began to glow, Abel immediately sensed an immense danger. It was vicious, and it was much greater than anything he had felt before. However, it was too late to leave the teleportation circle. The ‘Frozen armor’ immediately appeared on Abel’s body, as his golden combat qi began to unleash. At the same time, 5 defense rune signs had also appeared in Abel’s left hand, as well as the magic shield on the right. He put the shield in front of him. Wizard Morton saw Abel’s reaction, so he immediately put on his ‘frozen armor’ as well. This was the most powerful defense spell he had mastered. The white light of the teleportation circle had stopped, and both Wizard Morton and Abel had vanished from the teleportation circle. In a valley a few hundred miles out, a simple and worn out teleportation circle began to flash in white light. The shadows of 2 men emerged from the teleportation circle. This was the first time Abel had remained totally conscious throughout the entire teleportation journey. Most of it was thanks to his powerful golden combat qi protecting him. As soon as Abel step foot on the ground, his elite Knight spirit immediately sensed a great threat in front of him. The white light still had not totally faded yet, so it had the ability to protect the person being teleported. Only after those white light had totally faded, could the person being teleported could be attacked by external forces. The moment before the white light faded, Abel gazed back at Wizard Morton. This long-distance teleportation still had some effect on Wizard Morton. Although he was used to teleportation, his body was still weak. He could help with vertigo brought in by teleportation. “Secure defense!” Abel roared as he plunged his shield towards the ground facing the direction of the threat. His golden combat qi was rushing around, entirely surrounding Wizard Morton and himself. “Bang!” That simple and worn out teleportation circle had shattered, and the white light protecting the two had completely vanished. Immediately, 3 huge fireballs ignited upon Abel’s shield. His golden combat qi could not even stand half a second against this force until it was completed scattered. In a flash, the shield in which Abel had used to counteracted countless attacks had also be struck into pieces. Abel did not move at all. His teacher Wizard Morton was right behind him. If he left now, his teacher would be directly attacked. It didn’t matter if this was coming from a place of love for his teacher, or the fact that he could only have a chance of survival if his teacher also survived. He was not willing to step aside. One by one, he began to ignite the defense rune sign in his hand. At the same time, those weak little souls had also ignited the last defense rune sign. His body was shining in 2 beams of white light. However, in the face of these powerful magic, everything was useless. As the 3 firebombs exploded at the same time, the white light on his body was scattered, and his ‘frozen’ armor had faded away. Just like a paper wrapping a rock, Abel’s body flew out along with the massive shockwave. There were 3 wizards who were responsible for the attack, and there was only a 10% chance that Abel could survive these massive attacks, so they didn’t care about Able being blown away. “Abel!” Since Abel had taken all the blow of the 3 firebombs, Wizard Morton’s ‘frozen armor’ was still intact. When he woke up from his vertigo, he was just in time to see Abel flying out from the shockwave. Wizard Morton shouted. The 3 Wizard’s second attack was well on its way again, but by that time, the clear-headed Wizard Morton had already disappeared from the spot. “Ston! I want you all dead” as Wizard Morton roared in anger, he speeded towards a beginner wizard in a flash of lightning. Lighting spells were the most difficult spell to learn, and the most difficult to unleash its power. The only pro of these spells was it’s speed, not its attacking power. Normally intermediate wizards would only learn the ‘move in the flash’ from lightning spells, and rarely other ones. The beginner wizard could not do a ‘move in the flash’, and the speed of lightning was too quick for him, so he didn’t have time to dodge. He could only take out a defense rune sign to directly combat this strike of lightning. The lightning viciously struck upon the beginner wizard. The force of the lightning was totally beyond his imagination as the beginner wizard got knocked to the ground. That strike of lightning did not stop as it switched its target towards the body of another beginner wizard. “Chain of lightning!” Wizard Ston roared in shock. In order to learn the ‘chain of lightning’ spell. One must first master both the electric spell ‘charging bolt’ and ‘lightning’. Just imagine, if the ‘chain of lighting’ had the power to knock down a beginner wizard in one strike. There would definitely need to have great mastery in both the ‘charging bolt’ and ‘lightning.’ Wizard Ston was shocked because he always thought Wizard Morton was a Wizard expertise in fire magic. He could never have guessed he was hiding so much electric power. Just think about how much effort and time that would take. Wizard Morton didn’t just know these 2 types of magic. He was expertise in both of them. Wizard Ston was expertise in fire attacks. It was not that he didn’t want to learn other spells but that he didn’t have enough power of the will. Power trumped diversity, so If he tried to learn other spells, none of his spells would be powerful enough to counteract such a powerful opponent in a battlefield. The second beginner wizard also didn’t escape the fate of the first beginner wizard. The ‘chain of lightning’ had the same ability as ‘move in the flash’. Once it successfully struck its first target, it would almost immediately transfer to the body of another target. Seeing the 2 beginner wizards being knocked to the ground, Wizard Ston immediately unleashed his own white lightning and moved to a spot 40 meters out with the ‘move in the flash’. ‘Gosford! if you still don’t come out now, your deal will end here!” Wizard Ston roared. The heart of Wizard Morton suddenly shook. Although he had already destroyed 2 beginner wizards, it didn’t affect his opponent too much. In a battle between 2 intermediate wizards, beginner wizards were used for dragging the time. If Abel did not take up the entire blow. The 3 firebombs unleashed by 2 beginner wizards and one intermediate wizard were supposed to kill wizard Morton. This seemed like this was the first plan of Wizard Ston. He didn’t want other wizards to know that he had connections with the Orc’s empire. Therefore, only after his first plan had failed. He let the 2 beginner wizard drag on so he could summon the deity of Gosford from the Orc’s empire.

Chapter 178 - Battle Between Wizards Chapter 178: Battle Between Wizards Wizard Ston was only a business partner to the deity of Gosford. If Wizard Ston could not save himself during the battle, there would be a big chance that the deity of Gosford would find a chance to kill them both. Wizard Morton looked at Wizard Ston with a pair of sharp eyes and said, “no matter who you called, you must die today.” Despite Wizard Morton being only a rank 11, and Wizard Ston being a rank 12 wizard, Wizard Morton was much more powerful than Wizard Ston in terms of spells. Wizard Ston did not know Wizard Morton’s age. If he did, he would definitely not want to pick a fight with a wizard who was about to reach the end of his lifespan. These type of wizards had spent their entire life practicing spells, and they wouldn’t leave their enemies behind. They were going to die soon anyway, so they might as well give it all they got and drag their enemy to hell along with them. Seeing his disciple sacrificing his life to protect him, you could just guess how angry Wizard Morton must be. At this point, he had decided to kill Wizard Ston no matter what. “Click click!” A wave of spooky ear-piercing laughter emerged. Afterward, a patch of dark and cold red light filled the battlefield. “Weaken! Ston, I can’t believe you are collaborating with a deity of orcs!” When Wizard Morton he realized that he had been struck with the ‘weaken’ spell, he roared with anger. His ‘scattered ice armor’ could not withstand the force of the ‘weaken’ spell. “Wizard Ston is a great friend to the Orc’s empire. He has exchanged countless military resources and training potions with us. He was he who requested me to kill you this time as well.” The deity of Gosford’s voice kept changing direction in mid-air, making it impossible to pinpoint where he was. “Shut up, Gosford,” Wizard Ston quickly shouted. After what the deity of Gosford had said, Wizard Ston knee fully well that the only choice he had now was to give it all he got and kill Wizard Morton. If Wizard Morton escaped, he would be in big trouble. “Ling ling ling” Suddenly, 6 skeleton wizards holding sharp axes and 5 skeleton wizards shining in fire and ice emerged from all directions. They slowly surrounded Wizard Morton. “The deity of orc, you had used the dead body of wizards to cultivate skeleton wizards. The Wizard Union will definitely not let this one slide,” Wizard Morton shouted as he saw so many skeleton wizards emerging. Skeleton wizards were forbidden. Although they could get away with it within the Orc’s empire, as soon as they bring it to the human world, they were basically picking a fight with the Wizard Union. Then, it would be a battle to the death. “Human, do you think you still have a chance to go back to the Wizard Union to report us?” The voice of the deity of Gosford scattered from all directions in the sky. The moment before the huge battle was about to take place, Abel had slowly woken up. Many layers of defense minimized the damage his body actually took to the limit. However, he was still badly burnt, and he could feel his golden combat qi continuously repairing some of his damaged organs. Abel felt like he was going to die. His strong body was like a broken bucket filled with water. Blood continued to gush out. As the blood in his body kept decreasing, the speed of which the blood gushed out had also begun to slow down. At that moment, he was truly in a life and death situation. He gently opened a slit in his eye. His body had landed under a huge tree far away from the battlefield. There was a huge hole next to the place where he was lying, which was probably made by his body’s impact initial impact. He remembered he had gotten rebound from the initial impact, hit the huge tree, and landed where he was now. His teacher Wizard Morton was okay. Joy filled Abel’s heart. His teacher Wizard Morton stood in the middle of the battlefield. Above him was another human Wizard, and there were skeletons surrounding them from all directions Since no one was looking, Abel moved the Kong Kong spirit portal bag and the Tome of Town Portal to his personal storage space in the Horadric Cube. Afterward, he used his power of the will to take out his personal storage space and directly hide it in the big hole in front of him. After Abel finished what he was doing, he carefully looked at how the battle was going again. At that time, Wizard Morton had already started his battle with the human Wizard. However, a dark red glow would often emerge from the sky, making Wizard Morton lose his dominance again. Wizard Morton had thrown out 4 rune signs on to his body. They were attribute increasing rune signs. They could increase the 4 main attributes of one’s body temporarily. It was very rare to see a Wizard who could inherit these type of rune signs, and they would rarely appear in Wizard exchange grounds. These rune signs couldn’t be underestimated. After Wizard Morton had unleashed them, his speed had multiplied, and his mana also increased a tremendous amount. He let out a cold smirk looking at Wizard Ston. He didn’t seem to care about the skeletons surrounding him at all. Those skeletons moved slowly at first, but they suddenly speeded up. 6 of the skeletons formed into 6 black shadows in mid-air and rushed towards Wizard Morton. Black sharp axes struck through the air. It was surrounded by something similar to combat qi, but it was black. If a person had been struck by these axes, they would not only be physically impacted; they would also be attacked by corps venom. Afterward, the patch of spooky dark red glow in the sky above the battlefield struck towards Wizard Morton. This was the “damage increasing” curse. This type of curse could double the physical damage of the skeletons. Wizard Morton felt helpless since it was that it was impossible to counteract a curse. Therefore, he could only let the ‘damage increasing’ curse land directly upon his body. His body was shining in blood red and returned to normal again. Actually, Wizard Morton had a very simple way of dealing with the attacks of the skeletons. He threw out 6 ice attack rune signs to slow down the skeletons by frosting their bodies. During this time, he quickly dodged the spell attacks of the other 5 skeleton wizards. Afterward, he threw out a fire rune sign to ignite the ‘firebomb’ of Wizard Ston. Wizard Morton had effectively taken care of all the attacks that sent his way, despite barely unleashing any of his own spells. Wizard Morton knew fully well that the most dangerous part of this battle was the 6 close body attack skeletons. If he was struck by the close body attacks of these 6 skeletons, there might be a big chance a chain reaction might occur, making him lose his spell ability. At that moment, the spooky dark red glow emerged from the sky again. Suddenly, everything went black in front of Wizard Morton. He could not see anything around him beyond 5 meters. “Darken vision!” Wizard Morton darkly called. He knew in his heart that his hidden opponent was a summoned deity of orcs, who was expertise in curses. During the time Wizard Morton’s vision was affected, the 6 close body battle skeletons had already recovered their speed. With immense speed, the axes in their hands struck down. The spell unleashed by the 5 skeleton wizards was also getting closed, and Wizard Storm’s ‘firebomb’ had also locked him down. In that slip of a second, Wizard Morton’s body vanished. He dodged all these attacks with the ‘move in the flash,’ sending him to the edge of the battlefield. Wizard Morton’s experience in battle had stunned the entire battlefield for a moment. After he made sure no one was watching him, Abel took out 3 bottles of ‘constitution potions’ from his portal bag, placed it in his Horadric cube, and pressed combined. He then continued to take out more and more ‘constitution potions’ to combine. Afterward, 27 bottles of ‘constitution potions’ had turned in to 9 bottles of greater ‘constitution potions’ shining blue light. Then, they had turned in to 3 bottles of greatest ‘constitution potions’ shining in gold. At last, they had turned into a bottle of master’s ‘constitution potion’ shining in dark gold. Now, let’s see if this master’s ‘constitution potions’ could really save his life. This was Abel’s last hope. He could not even lift his arm. He could only directly use his power of the will to pour the potion from his Horadric cube to his mouth. He couldn’t care less if he would cut himself, as he viciously bit down on the crystal bottle. Some of the softest skin in his mouth was penetrated, blood leaking out from the side of his mouth. But nevertheless, he did not waste any of the master’s ‘constitution potions.’ The entire bottle had been poured into the mouth of Abel. The master’s ‘constitution potions’ immediately acted like steroids in Abel’s body. In almost no time, all of the functions in Abel’s body was triggered as it began to repair his wounds. The repair process was much quicker than his golden combat qi. In a flash, his organs had also begun to recover.

Chapter 179 - Break Chapter 179: Break After a while, Abel felt his energy rush back to his body. His golden combat qi also seemed like it had gotten denser from this almost dying experience. He still had a lot of wounds outside of his body. Although his burnt skins had healed up a little, he still looked very scary. It seemed like that master’s ‘constitution potion’ would try to heal the internal damage first. It would start to heal external damage once the internal damages were healed. But by this point, the effect of the potion was wearing off. It only got the chance to heal some large external wounds before its effect was all used up. Abel used his power of the will to drag his personal storage space into the Horadric cube once again. He let out a deep breath of reliefl. He survived nevertheless. His external wounds were not a problem; his golden combat qi would slowly heal it up after some time. Now it just came down to if his teacher Wizard Morton could win this battle. If Wizard Morton had lost, maybe he couldn’t preserve his little life. At that moment, he saw a dark shadow from a near distance. It was a shadow of a body wearing an entirely black robe. That body looked too tall to be a human’s body, and it was ruthlessly sending out some unknown spells to the battlefield. Abel was sure in his heart that this was the deity of the orc that was controlling the skeletons. Therefore, he held the 6 fire attack rune signs he made yesterday in his hand. Those were the most powerful rune signs he ha; they were much more powerful than any spells he could do. Then, he reached his power of the will in his portal bag, and a magic cane appeared on his hand. Actually, Abel knew fully well that the rune signs he made yesterday, and the magic cane with the ‘spirit transfer’ spell in his hand, would not do much damage to the deity of the orc. Especially the ‘spirit transfer’ spell. It was mostly used for picking up things from a distance, and it’s attacking ability was basically nothing. However, he was waiting for a chance: a chance to let his teacher gather up all his strength, and focus on killing one of his opponents first. Currently, his teacher was being attacked by 2 opponents simultaneously, so it was impossible for him to focus on a target. “Huh, that kid still didn’t die after all the attacks. So lucky.” the deity of Gosford looked at Abel on the ground. His power of the will could sense Abel’s life force, and seemed like Abel’s life force was very strong as well. After Abel heard the voice of the deity of Gosford, he knew it was too late for him to just attack him directly. He had to find a chance. Attacking an intermediate deity head-on would be suicide. Since the deity of Gosford was distracted, it gave Wizard Morton a chance to attack. The ‘weaken’ spell in his body had faded, and he regained all of his spell power again. The ‘chain of lightning’ he had not used for a long time was unleashed once again. After the ‘chain of lightning’ had knocked down 2 skeletons, it flashed in the body of Wizard Ston. He let out a scream, and the 2 layers of defense on his body were destroyed immediately. However, the moment before his layer defenses were destroyed, he used the ‘move in a flash’ and dodged. By this point, Wizard Ston felt his mana was about to be used up after all the vicious attacks he had sent to Wizard Morton. If he continued like this, he might not even be able to preserve his life, let alone killing Wizard Morton. “Gosford, what are you doing? I can’t hold it anymore.” Wizard Ston screamed as he was ruthlessly using up his mana on the ‘move in a flash.’ The deity of Gosford was standing in front of the body of Abel. He was just about to bend down and search for his lost treasures, but suddenly he felt the 2 chains of will disappear from his mind. Afterward, he heard the scream of Wizard Ston, so he had no choice but to turn around and said, “Humans, you have the guts to kill my skeletons? I’ll turn you into a skeleton Wizard!” As the deity of Gosford was speaking, he pointed his blood-red magic cane towards Wizard Morton, and a beam of red light began to shine from his magic cane. In the flash of the moment, Abel suddenly grabbed his right leg with one of his hands on the floor. His massive force quickly dragged the weak body of the deity of Gosford directly on to the ground. Since Abel had wounds on his mouth, he could only mumble, “Knight’s outbreak technique!” A Knight’s outbreak technique could increase one’s strength by 3 times, but the person who had used the technique would get a little weaker for the next following hour. This was a secret Knight technique from the Bennett family. This technique had immediately used up almost half of his golden combat qi, but what he got was 3 times his strength. On top of the support of his golden combat qi, Abel had now had the strength of a human T. Rex. Now, Abel was bashing up the deity of Gosford on the floor in the most ruthless techniques imaginable. Stabbing the eye, stabbing the throat, punching the groin, striking the nose, basically unleashing all the most frowned upon fighting techniques in his past life. Other than physical attacks, his weak little souls also kept igniting the fire attack rune signs on his right hand. Waves and waves of flame blew upon the deity of Gosford. It had also burned Abel as well, but he couldn’t care less at that point. The deity of Gosford was struck with so many unexpected attacks; he didn’t know how to react to all of a sudden. But still, he was an intermediate deity. He still has some life-saving methods apart from his defense, which was about to be shattered by Abel’s massive force. A rock monster made by mud appeared from the tip of his right finger and quickly merged with the deity of Gosford. Just like that, a new armor made with mud had formed on his body. In a flash of an eye, all of the attacks from Abel became useless. A murderous instinct emerged from the cold eyes of the deity of Gosford. A little novice Wizard had almost pushed him towards a crisis. A blinding white light began to flash from his finger. A spell was about to be unleashed. Since Abel was holding up the deity of Gosford during this time, the skeletons were not supported by any spells. Therefore, they could no longer form a threat to Wizard Morton, especially after losing 2 of the skeletons. Wizard Ston was not looking too well either. His mana was almost fully drained. All of a sudden, Wizard Morton decided to surrender. He had completely disappeared from the battlefield after a few ‘move in a flash’. Wizard Morton did not chase after him. Instead, he sensed a battle happening, so he quickly arrived beside Abel with a ‘move in a flash.’ By that point, the deity of Gosford’s spell had completed, and he was just about to unleash it to kill Abel. Suddenly, he saw Wizard Morton appeared out of thin air. So, he quickly did some shameless rolls on the ground to drag out his distance with Wizard Morton, waiting for the support of the skeletons. However, there was no way Wizard Morton could give him a chance to escape. A strike of lightning stuck on his body, but due to his mud armor, the damage he actually took was largely minimized. The strength and weakness of a deity were very obvious. They could not do a ‘move in a flash’, so they basically had the speed of a turtle. However, if you were talking about their stamina in battles, they would be miles ahead of any wizards. As long as a deity could summon their skeletons, they could just let them battle forever without using up a single bit of their own mana. The defense spells of a deity were also extremely strong; they could counteract countless physical or spell attacks. The deity of Gosford and Wizard Morton began drawing their own patterns at the same time. The deity of Gosford had drawn a ‘ white bone armor’ defense pattern. Although this was only rank one spell, it was still very complicated. On the other hand, Wizard Morton had unleashed the ‘hellfire’ spell. This was not a high-rank spell as well, but it was the perfect match for the mud armor in the deity of Gosford. Its ability was unleashing a ball of flame and burning people to death. Although these 2 spells only needed a second to unleash, it felt much longer to the 3 of them on the battlefield. These spells could dictate the result of the battle. If the deity of Gosford could unleash his ‘white bone armor’ first, then he would have enough time to regroup with his skeletons. A deity with its skeletons was a whole other level compared to a deity by itself. However, if Wizard Morton could unleash his ‘hellfire’ spell first, then he could turn the deity of Gosford into a burnt white potato along with his mud armor. As the 2 of them were still drawing their magic patterns, suddenly, a worn-out short cane looking magic cane was lifted by Abel’s left hand. A white pattern immediately emerged from the front of the magic cane and soon disappeared. Afterward, a beam of white light appeared on top of the deity of Gosford’s head and soon engulfing his entire head. “Break!” Abel mumbled the wounds in his face could not hide the smirk on his face. The deity of Gosford felt dizzy all of a sudden. Although the fighting ability of the ‘spirit transfer’ was very low, it had a special ability, which was the break spell. As long as this spell was directly cast on someone’s head, their spell would break.

Chapter 180 - After The Battle Chapter 180: After The Battle A stream of relentless fire shot out from Wizard Morton. By the time the deity of Gosford had woken up, he was already surrounded by the flame. All the could do now was to scream in agony. Afterward, the scream slowly gets softer and softer. The support was here. But when the skeletons were just meters away from Wizard Morton, they suddenly came to a halt. Afterward, he let out an “ah,” and all fell to the ground in pieces. The battle had ended. Wizard Morton lowered his head to look at Abel and asked in a full heart of worries “Abel, what happened?” By this point, Abel had finally relaxed after an intense battle. Now, the immense pain in his body began to register in his brain. Especially his mouth, there were still bits and pieces of crystal glass sticking inside it. The pain was unbearable. “N…nothing!” Abel could barely speak these 2 syllables before fresh blood began to pour out him his mouth again. “Yeah, sure. This is some medicine for your wounds. Just take it first, I’ll find some better options for you when we get back.” said Wizard Morton taking out a bottle of medicine from his portal bag, opened Abel’s mouth and poured it inside. Abel swallowed the medicine at once. A numb itching feeling emerged from his mouth, and soon he began to cough out a few mouthfuls of blood and crystal chips. The wounds in his mouth had healed up a lot as well. “Let’s get going now,” said Wizard Morton. “Teacher, the things on that Wizard!” Said Abel trying his best to speak. “You greedy bastard. Don’t worry; I won’t forget.” In a few flashes of light, Wizard Morton had ripped the portal bags off the 2 beginner wizards and shoved their dead bodies inside. Then, he returned to Abel’s side. “How about him?” Abel knew the deity of orcs were very powerful, so how could he not have anything good on him. “Abel, according to the rule of battle, those are your spoils of war. You had counteracted the first attack to protect me and used your wounded body to hold up an intermediate deity. Most of all, you broke the deity’s spell in the most crucial moment!” Said Wizard Morton looking at Abel with the most serious expression. Abel looked back at Wizard Morton in a puzzled look and said: “Teacher, isn’t this what a disciple supposed to do?” “Why are your thoughts so weird? A disciple is a disciple. They don’t need to risk their lives for their teacher,” Although this was what Wizard Morton had said, he was deeply touched, and the expression in his eyes was filled with gratitude. “Teacher, I could only survive because of you. You are the one who truly risked your life for me! Said Abel honestly. “Abel, not many people can do this! Anyway, let’s pack up the dead body of the deity. We need to get back quick to help you treat your wounds,” Said Wizard Morton, looking at the wounds filled face of Abel. Abel searched for a while on the dead body of the deity of the orc. He didn’t find any portal bag, that was weird. However, when he was about to shove the deity of orc’s dead body into his own portal bag and give it a more detail search after he got back, he realized it was impossible to do so. “Teacher, how come I can’t put his dead body into my portal bag?” Abel turned to Wizard Morton and asked. “The deity of orcs have some very weird dimension tool. They don’t trust anyone, and they like to keep their best stuff inside their body. Therefore, they will often swap out a part of their bones into a dimension tool,” Said Wizard Morton. At that moment, Abel realized why he could not put the dead body of the deity of the orc into his portal bag. A portal bag could not let any other dimension tool be put inside, so he had to find where the deity of orc was storing its dimension tool first. It seemed like the only way now was to use his power of the will to examine. But suddenly, Abel remembered when he was unleashing his most vicious attacks, the deity of orc had sent out a mud monster from the tip of his right finger, which had become a mud armor afterward, making his attacks useless. That’s right. It was on its right finger. Therefore, Abel used his power of the will and did the most detailed examination on the deity of orc’s right finger. He was correct; a joint in one of his fingers was different. Abel took out an ice magic big sword from his portal bag. In a flash, a little joint from the deity of orc’s finger was perfectly picked out. The tip of the sword frosted the chunk of flesh on the joint. Then with a flick of the sword, the flesh fell on to the floor. Seeing the sword skill of Abel, Wizard Morton couldn’t help but exclaim, “If you weren’t a Wizard, you would definitely be a powerful Knight. Its a pity for your gift as a Knight. Of course, Abel would not tell anyone about the secret of his golden combat qi. He merely held the finger joint in his hand and rushed his power of the will inside. There was no resistance. The wealth of the deity of orc was exposed in front of his eyes. The space of the finger joint was not big, only about a square meter. There were some bottles on the side, some lambskin parchment, 2 books, a pile of magic gems, but most of all, there was a human puppet made entirely out of gold. “Teacher, what are all these things used for?” Said Abel as he handed the finger joint to Wizard Morton. Wizard Morton didn’t refuse as he gave out a little smile. He then began to examine the finger joint. Meanwhile, Abel was putting the dead body of the deity of orc into his portal bag. Then, he noticed the deity of orc’s magic cane on the ground not far from him. This was the first magic cane he saw in this world. Therefore, he quickly stepped towards it and directly shoved it in his portal bag. He didn’t have time to examine its attributes currently. “Abel, be careful of the crystal glass in here, don’t ever open it without consideration. Only start messing with it once you learned potion study. Deities are experts in making poisons, so I speculate that most of the things in here are poisons. In regards to the deity’s knowledge, just take a look at it. Don’t learn it for no reason. Although they have the same origin as the human wizards, after countless years of changes, we are now nothing alike,” Wizard Morton warned Abel after seeing the things inside. “Teacher, how about that gold puppet?” Asked Abel, he was very curious towards the puppet. “If I had guessed correctly, this golden putter is a stone metal monster from an elite deity, “Wizard Morton explained. “Stone metal monster?” After Abel had heard this word, he was reminded of the skeletons the deity had summoned today. It seemed like the deity of orc’s occupation was a bit like the Necromancer in Diablo. “According to legends, sometimes an elite deity will forcefully rip their elite “stone metal monster’ spell from their body before they die to protect their offsprings. This allowed the stone metal monster to live on forever,” Although Wizard Morton didn’t like deities too much, he still respected this action quite a lot. “If this is the case, wouldn’t the orc’s empire have a lot of stone metal monster?” This was a thing summoned by an elite deity. So if what the teacher had said was true, every elite deity will rip their “stone metal monster” out of their body before they die. Then, there should be a lot of stone metal monsters roaming around. “Of course not!” Said Wizard Morton shaking his head with laughter, he then followed, “Let’s not talk about the pain an elite deity needs to go through to rip their spells off their body. I don’t even think one out of ten elite deities can successfully do so. So your biggest takeaway from this battle is this stone metal monster.” “Teacher, why didn’t the deity just use this monster just then?”Abel asked curiously. “What else could he do. He had already summoned an altered ‘mud monster’ spell on his body. I’m not sure what the reason is, but mud monsters and stone metal monsters could not be summoned at the same time. After Wizard Morton had answered Abel’s question, he waved his hand and said: “I’ll answer more of your questions later, if you still don’t treat your wounds soon, you might be in big trouble!” As he was speaking, Wizard Morton grabbed Abel’s hand and unleashed the ‘move in a flash’ continuously. It was the second time Abel had the privilege to enjoy this service. He had gained his experience from last time, so he surrounded his head with his golden combat qi under his skin. The dizziness had soon disappeared. Under the continuous teleportation, Abel could truly feel the power of an intermediate wizard. What power could this be? He had reached a few hundred meters in almost no time—afterward, another few hundred meters. There were a 200 meters long river in front of him. It was considered as a decent size river in their world, but under the lead of Wizard Morton, a second ago, he was still in the left shore of the river, but now he was on the right shore. Just like that, he moved through countless obstacles. The scariest thing was that Wizard Morton had just finished an intense battle. However, he still has enough energy to unleash that much ‘move in a flash’. The speed of the spell was crazy too. It was almost like a quicken spell.

Chapter 181 - Return To The Union Chapter 181: Return To The Union You would rarely see people with the guts to use spells around here in the Wizard Union branched headquarter in the Duchy of Keyen, but today, every Wizard could feel an intense magical wave. An experienced Wizard would know that this magical wave was brought on by the ‘move in a flash’ spell. In the hall of the Wizard Union branch headquarter, a beam of white light flashed. Wizard Morton and Abel appeared in the middle of the hall. Every single Wizard around was disturbed. This seemed like a direct offense to the Wizard Union. Around 2 seconds after Wizard Morton and Abel appeared, 5 beams of white light flashed from every single direction around them. 5 beginner Wizards with red shirts had been teleported. One of the red shirt wizards said in a dark tone, “No matter who you are. Your offensive behavior today will be punished by the Wizard Union!” Wizard Morton smirked and looked around. He then shouted, “Johnson, do you really want me to tell everyone what happened?” The expression of the red shirt Wizard suddenly changed. Wizard Johnson was one of the most powerful Wizard of justice sent by the Wizard Union’s main headquarter. It was not someone the Wizard Union branch headquarter could mess with. “Retreat!” Wizard Johnson appeared in the hall. His pale old face was filled with surprise. He stepped up, hugged Wizard Morton, and said with a big laugh, “I knew a bastard like you would be ok. You are still that immortal crow back in the days. No one can kill you.” When Wizard Morton heard the world immortal crow, he could help but remember back in the days. But soon, his face returned seriously again. “You need to give me an explanation about what happen today!” Said Wizard Morton gently pushed away Wizard Johnson. “This isn’t the right place to talk. Let’s go inside!” Said Wizard Johnson to Wizard Morton. It seemed like he didn’t want the crowd to know about what happened today. “Ok, go!” Wizard Morton placed his arm on Abel. The 2 of them disappeared into a flash of white light along with Wizard Johnson, leaving behind the 5 speechless red shirt Wizard and a crowd of confused wizards in the hall. Wizard Johnson, Wizard Morton, and Abel appeared simultaneously in a big room with the round ceiling. “Thank you so much for not telling everyone what happened in the hall,” said Wizard Johnson with eyes full of appreciation. I’m a member of the Wizard Union too!” Said Wizard Morton in a deep voice. “We have captured the low ranking Wizard who had taken advantage of our teleportation circle and teleported you to the temporary teleportation circle. However, he had already killed himself during the time he was locked up.” Wizard Johnson then turned and took out 2 bottles of potion from the draw behind him. He then handed the potions to Wizard Morton. Wizard Morton didn’t show any respect as he took the potions directly off Wizard Johnson and gave it to Abel. He said, “Abel, let’s treat your wounds first. One is for damage, and one is for international damage. Abel took the potions. The 2 bottles of potions were red, but he was not sure what kind of potions they were. It definitely shouldn’t be anything simple, considering Wizard Johnson’s status in the Wizard Union. Therefore, he threw one of them directly into his portal bag, while only leaving on to whip on the wounds on his body. Wizard Morton didn’t say much about his disciple’s action. Since his disciple was an official Knight, he must be very familiar with his own body. Therefore, Wizard Morton knew Abel’s internal damage probably wasn’t too bad. Afterward, Wizard Morton turned to Wizard Johnson and said in a mocking tone, “Do you really believe the low ranking Wizard had killed himself when he was locked up?” “I know a problem had occurred in the Duchy of Keyen’s branch headquarter, but I’m still investigating. Do you know who had attacked you today?” Said Wizard Johnson after he sighed. “Take a look at yourself!” Said Wizard Morton as he took out 2 beginner wizard’s dead bodies from his portal bag and threw it onto the ground. Wizard Johnson bent down and examined the body in close detail. After a while, he stood up again and said: “they are documented dark Wizards. The Wizard Union wanted to capture them many times, but always failed.” “Of course, the Duchy of Keyen’s branch headquarter couldn’t capture them!” Said Wizard Morton with a mocking tone again. “What do you know?” Asked Wizards Johnson seriously. “Guess who their leader is?” Said Wizard Morton in a somewhat playful tone. “Who?” Wizard Johnson quickly followed. “Wizard Ston!” Said Wizard Morton. “How could it be!” Wizard Johnson mumbled in slight disbelieve. “If this wasn’t enough, I got another dead body that you will definitely be interested in!” Said Wizard Morton looking at Wizard Johnson. “Who’s?” By this point, Wizard Johnson felt his mind cluttering up. An intermediate wizard trying to hunt down another intermediate wizard was already an extremely rare and massive case within the Wizard Union. After he heard there was another dead body, he began to get worried. “Abel, give the dead body to Johnson!” Said Wizard Morton to Abel, who was rubbing his potions by the side. “Yes, teacher,” Said Abel as he threw the dead body of the orc’s deity on the floor from his portal bag. “That is…. the worgen deity of Gosford?” Wizard Johnson shouted in shock and disbelief after he took off the hood on the dead body’s head. Afterward, Wizard Johnson turned his head back to Wizard Morton and said in a slightly distracted tone, “Old bastard, you really are an intermediate wizard. Not only surviving the attacks of an intermediate deity and 2 beginner wizards but also brought their corpses back. That’s unbelievable!” Wizard Morton looked at Abel, who was still applying his potions, and turned his head back to Wizards Johnson. He said, “that’s because I have a stupid disciple who was willing to risk his life to help me take up the attacks of 3 wizards.” Wizard Johnson also turned his head to look at the burns all over Abel’s body. They were all scars left over by fire spells. Wizard Johnson could help but turn his head back to Wizard Morton again and said: “You really have a good disciple, a very admirable one.” Abel was really enjoying himself. Wizard Johnson’s potion was amazing, even the naked eye could see his wounds healing by the second. Other than some deeper wounds, all the other ones just basically turned into some small red marks. It looked like all his wounds would be healed in 2 days. At this moment, Abel was lamenting that he only have so little potions like this. If he had enough of them, as well as the Horadric cube’s combination, it’s ability would definitely be neck to neck to the ‘healing potion’ from the Dark World. It seemed like potion study was a must for him in the future. If he didn’t have a ‘healing potion’ in the Dark World, it would be very dangerous. If he could combine something similar to a ‘mana potion’ after he learned potion study, that would be perfect. The biggest challenge he had encountered when battling in Blood Moor was not enough mana. No matter how powerful your Wizard weapons were if you had no mana, they were basically useless in a battle. On the other side, Wizard Morton was criticizing Wizard Johnson. He asked, “A locked up convict had killed himself in the Wizard Union branch headquarter in the Duchy of Keyen. Wanted dark Wizards were following the most powerful Wizard in Duchy of Keyen, and this most powerful Wizard could partner up with an orc’s deity to kill a human Wizard. Is this what the Wizard Union has become? Is the Wizard Union still the Wizard Union back in the days?” Wizard Johnson said with an extremely serious tone, “I will definitely give this case a clear investigation. I will not only give you an explanation, but I will also give the Wizard Union an explanation. I will definitely remove this evil parasite from the Duchy of Keyen.” “Since we’ve known each other for so long, I’ll let you take care of this, but if it was not done correctly, I will definitely ask my teacher to give this a justification despite all costs.” Said Wizard Morton lowering his voice. Wizard Johnson quickly replied with a scared look on his face, “Don’t worry, I definitely won’t bother the old man.” “Let’s hope!” Of course, Wizard Morton knew an intermediate wizard would need to have a massive background. In order to become an intermediate wizard, they must have a full inheritance and a huge amount of resources. The full inheritance made sure a Wizard would not go down the wrong path, and the huge amount of resources was what builds them up. Therefore, every wizard who could break through to the intermediate rank must have a massive background. He was no exception. “I will let the main headquarter know that you had killed a dark wizard and an orc’s deity, then I will directly transfer you your merits,” Said Wizard Johnson looking at the dead bodies on the floor. “I’ll take the merit of killing the dark wizards, but the merit of killing an orc’s deity belongs to my disciple. You should directly transfer to him,” Said Wizard Morton coldly.

Chapter 182 - Urgent Call Chapter 182 Urgent Call In Blood Moor, Abel was unleashing the ‘charging bolt’ like a walk in the park. He could now unleash the rank 5 ‘charging bolt,’ which included 7 electric arcs simultaneously. 10 fallen were rushing towards him, and 7 of them had been struck to halt but the electricity. Afterward, he unleashed 4 ‘charging bolts’ again and filled the ground with electric arcs. The 10 or so fallen were knocked over immediately. The fallen shaman kept reviving the dead fallen, but they could only revive one at most. The soul of all the other dead fallen was directly sucked into the Horadric Cube. In regards to all the fallen who were still alive around him, they were all screaming for their lives, scattering towards all directions, leaving only the fallen shaman who was just preparing a fireball to attack Abel. Abel lightly padded Black Wind. After Black Wind got the signal, he quickly dashed around left and right, dodging all the frightened fallen and arrived in front of the fallen shaman. A fireball flew directly towards Abel from the fallen shaman’s hand, so Abel took out a fire rune sign. The fire rune sign exploded the fireball in mid-air. At that moment, he was trying to fight like his teacher Wizard Morton. Afterward, 2 ‘fireball’ spells had ended this fallen shaman life. Abel then jumped down from Black Wind. He picked up the fallen shaman’s magic cane and threw it into the Horadric cube for examination. “Uh, It’s a ‘fireball’ spell again!” Abel blamed it on his bad luck and shoved the magic cane in his portal bag. It had been a week since he was attacked in the Duchy of Keyen. Throughout this entire week, he had stayed at home to heal his wounds. Most of his time was spent in the Dark World, this was the 8th fallen shaman he had killed, and it was located in one of the smallest fallen camps. There were only around 500 fallen were there. He gained 8 fallen shaman magic canes: 2 of them had been damaged during the battle, and 4 of them didn’t have any special abilities. After all, he only got another ‘fireball’ magic cane. So must be very lucky when he got that magic cane with an official Wizard ability form that first 3 fallen shaman he killed. Ever since he realized the Horadric cube had the ability to suck up the soul of those creatures from hell, he began to use Black Wind’s speed, as well as applying the guerrilla tactic to slowly drag those fallen to death. Since the fallen shaman couldn’t do much to revive them anyway. Abel checked his mana, and there was not much left. Abel began to use the ‘fireball’ spell to kill off those fallen who had regained their will to battle one by one until his mana had completed depleted. “Black Wind, let’s go out!” Abel commanded as he gently padded Black Wind on the neck. It was time for him to go back to the Rogue encampment to restore his mana through meditation. He had only made this decision after he learned his lesson. In the past, every time when his mana was depleted, he would always direct Black Wind to someplace that he thought was safe for restoring his mana through meditation. He thought he could save some time this way. But, a few days ago, when he was restoring his mana through meditation, he suddenly woke up. What he saw was a ground full of zombie corpses surrounding him. Black Wind was covered in blood. If Black Wind didn’t risk its life to protect him, Abel would lose his life in his meditation journey just like that. Ever since then, he would return to the Rogue encampment for meditation. Luckily, at the time, he still had that leftover healing potion, so Black Wind’s wounds didn’t affect too much of its performance the following few days. Nevertheless, they weren’t playing a game. It was very dangerous to meditate in the wild without any strong self-defense strategies. There was no revival here, so he only had one chance. When Abel was thinking about his self-defense strategies, he thought of that stone metal monster left over by the orc’s deity. Originally, that would be the best defense puppet, but in order to make that thing listen to Abel’s command, Abel would at least need to be an official wizard. Therefore, he could only admire it for now. In regards to the lambskin parchment in the orc’s deity’s dimensional finger joint, it was filled with notes about potions. However, those notes were too complicated for Abel to understand at the time. They were not notes for basic potion study; they were notes for some extremely elite complicated stuff about potions. On top of that, they were all written in the orc’s language. If Abel wasn’t fluent in orc’s language, they would be hopeless looking at it. There were 2 books in the dimensional finger joint; one was called ‘skeletons summon’ spell guide. The other was a scripture. When Abel first saw the ‘skeletons summon’ spell guide, he thought he could learn another new spell. However, only when he opened the book did he realized that he bear using skeletons. This was what the so-called deity altered spell. The power of the skeletons depends on the skeletons’ original owner’s power. Therefore, the more powerful the owner of the skeleton was, the more powerful the skeletons would be. In order to attain these skeletons, one would need to drain and torture the will of an elite warrior for a long time in the harshest manner. On top of that, they would be injected with all kinds of poisons to corrupt their flesh, so their power could be transferred to their skeletons bit by bit. Afterward, the broken-down soul of the elite warrior would be locked in their skeletons. Just like that, a skeleton with the same ability as it’s the original owner was born. Abel could not tolerate this, so he decided not to learn it. Even if he could tolerate it, he would still be frowned upon by other wizards if he had really learned it. However, through this ‘skeleton summon’ spells description, he could try to find a way to counteract the spell. Of course, his optimism was in the ‘soul potion’. Throughout the past week of the massacre in Blood Moor, Abel gained 5 bottles of ‘soul potion’. However, he did not use them on himself. Instead, he tested it out on Black Wind to see how it would go. Since Wind Black would need to be prepared for battle at any moment in the Rogue encampment, Abel was not ready to let it use the ‘soul potion’ yet. If something had gone wrong here, he could only pray to the Lord. But if he was outside, he might be able to find Marcy for help or ask a pope to unleash some holy spells. Although Black Wind was Abel’s mount, it was not a member of the wizards. Therefore, if it got hurt, it could still seek the pope and the shrine for help. Abel could not do that, although his wounds were healing very slowly these past few days, he still didn’t find the pope for help. The reason was simple, and that was because a Wizard could not accept the holy spell by a pope. Holy spells and mana had too many conflicts, so it would only damage his wounds even further. The worst part was that his wounds would heal very fast every time he enters the Rogue encampment, but every time exited back to the Holy Continent, his wounds returned to how they originally were. Originally Abel thought this was the best way to heal his wounds, but it was only until now he realized it would be his downfall. Before Abel exits the Rogue encampment, he would always meditate to recover his mana. This was because he had almost gotten killed by a wolf rider captain one time when he exited the Dark World with a depleted mana store. After Abel’s mana was fully recovered, he looked at the sky and calculated the time for a while. It was time for him to leave. He opened the portal and disappeared with Black Wind from the Rogue encampment. After Abel took a shower and put on some new clothes, he ran into Steward Ken, who was just looking for him. Steward Ken said, “My Lord, your follower Finkle had just delivered a message. Wizard Morton invites you back to the magic tower!”. “Go order a carriage, I’ll get going soon,” Said Abel nodding his head. Since Wizard Morton was looking for him when he was healing his wounds, there were most likely had some updates from the Wizard Union. The moment when Abel had got off the carriage at Morton Magic tower, he sensed a constricting atmosphere. All the low ranking wizards surrounding the magic tower seemed depressed. Something must have happened. “Mr. Abel,” when the low ranking Wizards saw Abel, they immediately stepped up and bowed. Those low ranking wizards were expertise in spreading the news, so when they heard that Wizard Morton really respects Abel, Abel’s status in their heart had shot straight up as well. Abel bowed back to the crowd and entered the magic tower with his identity card. The moment he entered, he heard the voice of Wizard Morton, “Abel, go straight to my place now.” Abel suddenly felt his heart dropped; something big must have happened. Otherwise, why would teachers need him so desperately? He quickly stepped up the stairs 3 stairs at a time, soon, he had arrived at the 11th floor. He pushed open some doors with all kinds of weird birds and beast on them. At last, he arrived at the hall on the 11th floor. Camille and Carlos were already standing in front of Wizard Morton in the hall. It seems like they were reporting something. “Abel, you had arrived!” Wizard Morton said to Abel with a smile while nodding his head. His expression didn’t indicate what he was thinking at all.

Chapter 183 - Revenge From The Duchy Of Keyen Chapter 183 Revenge From The Duchy of Keyen Wizard Morton’s face did not change much, but Camille and Carlos forcefully gave out a little smile. By this point, Abel was sure something had happened. “Teacher, are you looking for me?” Said Abel as he greeted Wizard Morton “Abel, go with Camille and Carlos to investigate the mines!”Wizard Morton commanded. “What happened?” Abel asked with a heart full of confusion. “The 2 magic gem mines in the Duchy of Carmel had been attacked today. And all the low ranking wizards guarding the place were killed!” Said Wizard Morton lowing his voice. When Abel first saw those low ranking wizards surrounding the magic tower, he just thought they were here to suck up the mana leaked out by the magic tower. Only recently, he had discovered, those low ranking wizards would also often accept some missions given out by the magic tower in exchange for training resources and spell practice. The wizards who were qualified for guarding missions would need to be at least rank 1. By that point, they already had a decent amount of fighting ability, so it should be very hard to attack a gem mine, on top of the gem mine’s defense circle. “Originally, I was planning to tell you about another case, but now, it seems like these cases are connected,” Said Wizard Morton. Abel turned his head up towards Wizard Morton. It had been a week, so the Wizard Union must have some updates. “The Wizard Union will soon throw Ston in the Dark Wizard List, and send out an arrest warrant throughout the entire human world,” Said Wizard Morton with a dim expression. “They still haven’t captured Ston? Will he come to the Duchy of Carmel to seek revenge?” Abel felt his heart drop. That guy was an intermediate wizard. He must have some massive revenge coming, considering all of the hatred between them. “Don’t worry. It’s very hard for Ston to come to the Duchy of Carmel. Every single teleportation circle had banned him from using it, and the Wizard Union’s information system is already looking for him. As soon as he shows himself, they will know where he is. After that, he will be welcomed by a ruthless hunt from the Wizard Union’s redshirt guards,” Said Wizard Morton after seeing that Abel was worried. “Could this attack be set up by Ston?” Abel asked. “It might be revenge set up by the Wizards from the Duchy of Keyen. They had taken too much damage this time by losing an intermediate wizard, as well the clean up by the Duchy of Keyen’s Wizard Union branch headquarter. The Duchy of Keyen’s power decreased a lot, and it’s not looking good for them. If they continue like this, they can no longer preserve their resources,” Said Wizard Morton with a somewhat ‘laughing at people’s misfortune’ tone. Wizard Morton gazed at his 3 disciples and proceeded to say, “This time, we official wizards will not leave the magic tower. We will be responsible for igniting all the magic circle in the magic tower. Your identity cards can be used throughout the entire Duchy of Carmel, so if another official wizard appears, the magic tower will know. This is a battle between novice wizards, and no official wizards will get involved.” There were 15 low ranking wizards being trapped in the Duchy of Carmel in total. Since all the branched teleportation circle towards the 4 nearby Duchy had been closed off, let’s go hunt them down as revenge for our dead wizard!” “Yes, teacher!” Said the three of them simultaneously as they bowed. As they were coming out of Wizard Morton’s room, Abel asked, “Carlos, do you know how powerful the 15 low ranking wizards are?” Carlos slightly nodded and said, “When they were passing through the Duchy of Thunder’s teleportation circle in groups to detour over our border, the Duchy of Thunder’s teleportation circle had recorded who they were. 10 of the 15 of them were rank 3 and below, while the other 5 were official disciples from the Duchy of Keyen’s magic towers. “Why isn’t the Wizard Union getting involved with this?”Abel couldn’t help but ask. “The Wizard Union is a scattered organization. They can’t control what wizards are doing. The most they could do was to warn wizards for the things they do. They will only get involved if a wizard had harmed the Union or the wellbeing of humans,” Carlos explained. Camille added on the side, “The reason why the teacher didn’t get involved in this fight is that an official wizard can not fight in a battle between novice wizards. Or else it will escalate into a fight between official wizards. This is a hidden rule of the Wizard world.” “Those low ranking wizards could never have guessed in a million years that we have installed an alert circle in the gem mine’s defense circle. Ever since the teacher came back last week, he had installed an alert circle on every important resource. So when they were attacking the magic gem mine, the magic tower was alerted. Although it was too late to save the wizards, he had immediately closed down all the teleportation circle towards through the 4 duchy alliance. There’s no way they can escape now,” Said Carlos laughing coldly. “Did we lose a lot of resources?” Abel asked in a caring tone. “The magic gem mine can return to operations once it was fixed. The biggest hit we took was losing those low ranking wizards. But they will not die for nothing,” Said Carlos clenching his teeth. “Abel, Carlos and I prepared some rune signs for you. Keep them well,” said Camille. She took out 5 rune signs. There was a defense rune sign in the 5 rune signs. In order to make a defense rune sign, you need an attribute-less crystal core, and those things are very hard to get for a novice wizard. Every single defense rune sign would be the last life-preserving method for a novice wizard in a novice wizard battle. “Camille, these things are too valuable. I still have some of my own rune signs,” said Abel waving his hand. “Just do what I said and keep it. There might be a chance he will face an official disciple from the Duchy of Keyen. Our opponent is not normal low ranking wizards, but the rank 5 wizards from other magic towers will be responsible for taking them down, so we’ll mostly just focus on the rank 3 and below. Ever since brother William had left, second brother and a third sister had locked themselves up, so there aren’t any rank 5 wizards sent out by our magic tower,” Camille said as she shoved the 5 rune signs towards Abel’s chest. Abel felt deeply touched in his heart. Suddenly, he was reminded of the ‘fireball’ spell magic cane he had. Although these magic canes with ability might be very valuable to others, they weren’t too important to Abel. All he needed to do was to kill a few more creatures from hell. He had 3 of the magic canes with the ‘fireball’ spell ability, and could already do a quicken ‘fireball’ spell. These magic cane could only raise his spell by one rank. Up to this point, Abel took out 2 magic canes from his b]portal bag and gave them to Camille and Carlos. He then proceeded to say, “I’ll give these 2 magic canes to you guys, they are my spoils of war.” “That’s some good stuff; it can raise the ‘fireball’ spell by one rank.” Said Carlos after he examined the magic cane. “Let me try” after Camille heard what Carlos had said, her eyes began to sparkle. He pointed with the magic cane in her hand, and a ‘fireball’ dashed out. “Camille, you idiot. Do you want to burn down the magic tower?” Wizard Morton’s voice came from the staircase. Afterward, a flash of white light surrounded the fireball, and just like that, the fireball vanished. “Yikes, I forgot!” Said Camille as she stuck out her tongue. The staircase did not have a defense, which was why Wizard Morton would rarely use it unless he was trying to save some money. “Just keep the magic cane Abel had given you. Once you have Abel’s things, I am less worried about your mission,” Wizard Morton’s voice came out from somewhere once again. Although Wizard Morton didn’t know where Abel had got these magic cane, he seen him used one with an official wizard ability ‘spirit transfer’ I’m a battle before. Considering that Abel was a blacksmith Master, there was a big chance Abel was researching how to make a magic cane, and these 2 ‘fireball’ magic canes were just his prototype. “Thank you so much, junior brother. This magic cane is very nice,” said Carlos in excitement, waving his magic cane around. “What do you know dumb-dumb, this magic cane has the ability to unleash a quicken ‘fireball’ spell.” Said Camille as she rolled her eyes on Carlos. She then turned her head back to Abel and said, “Abel, this magic cane is too valuable. I will definitely return it to you after the mission is done.” “That’s not right Camille, I just took your rune signs, and you still want to return this little gift from me?” Said Abel in a concrete tone. “Then I’ll keep this magic cane junior brother. When I have some good stuff in the future, Is definitely share it with you.” Said Camille playfully as he continued to wave around his magic cane like it’s nothing.

Chapter 184 - Trace Chapter 184 Trace Camille had gone to prepare herself. Carlos was just about to do so as well, but suddenly, he was dragged by Abel, “Carlos, do you have the map for that attacked gem mines? I have a mount wolf. It’s very speedy, so I want to rush there to have a look at the condition first,” Said Abel. “Wow, little brother, you must be a rich guy. I heard a mount wolf is the number i land mount. When are you going to let me ride it, huh? Said Carlos. The moment he heard that Abel had a mount wolf, his eyes immediately lit up with admiration. “Let’s talk about the mount wolf later. Just give me the map first,” Said Abel slightly irritated by Carlos’s careless attitude. There was no way Black Wind could let other people ride it. Even if Abel had commanded, it wouldn’t let anyone get close to his back for even a second. That was the nature of a mount wolf; they were an extremely loyal bunch and would only identify one person as their owner. If Carlos was not afraid of getting thrown to the ground, then he could go for it. “Here’s your map. Since you have such a fast mount wolf, you will definitely get separated from us. Just remember, never force any attacks in a thousand years. The rune signs you have are enough to kill off those rank 3 and below wizards, but those rank 3 and above are a whole other league. You must be careful,” Carlos said with a worried tone, as he took out a map from his pocket. “Understood. Carlos.” Said Abel as he snatched the map and threw it into his portal bag. He then immediately turned and ran downstairs. “Ah, a portal bag. If I can also get one, that would be amazing.” Carlos mumbled with admiration seeing Abel go off without needing any preparation at all. After half a day, Abel arrived at the magic gem mines marked on the map with Black Wind. Since there would be a lot of low ranking wizards joining this battle, Abel did not summon White Cloud. He only arrived riding on the back of Black Wind. One of the magic gem mines was located 500 miles west from Bakong City, and another was located 600 miles around the east-west direction from Bakong City. The map also marked all the places with resources that had not been attacked yet. They were all very close to Bakong City, which he could see why the magic towers were built around here. Firstly, Bakong City was the biggest city in the Duchy of Carmel, so it could bring about large amounts of top quality day to day stuff for the wizards. Secondly, since all of those important resources were concentrated near Bakong City, wizards also needed to be concentrated just outside of Bakong City. Abel rode Black Wind straight up towards a road on the mountain, which was reinforced by humans. He did not see anyone along the way. It was only after he took a turn on the mountain road, he saw a decent-sized mine. Around 10 miners were moving the scattered rocks away from the tunnel. When they saw Abel, he stood up in shock. An old miner stepped up, looking at the intimidating Black Wind and said: “Mr., what do you want?” The old miner sounded so brave. It was almost like he knew how to fight. “I am a wizard from the Duchy of Carmel. I was sent here to take a look at the damaged condition of the mine,” Said Abel as he took out his identity card and held it in front of the old miner’s face. “Mr., 2 out of the dead bodies of the 4 wizard was there. The old miner let out a breath of relief, but he was still looking a bit nervous as he pointed towards a shed. He then proceeded to point towards a hole and said,” there are still 2 wizard’s dead bodies being trapped. We are already trying to get them out as soon as possible.” “No rush, were you there when the attack happened?” Abel gazed at the old miner, then towards the 10 or so other miners standing on the spot. “The only survivors were another 2 injured miners and me. They had already been sent down the mountain for treatment,” Said the old miner in sorrow. “They killed ordinary people as well?” Said Abel in disbelief. “Yes, after those wizards arrived, the first thing they did was blown off the defense set up by the Mr wizards. Afterward, they just kill anyone they saw. I stood on a rock, but I was so scared that I slipped and hit my head. When I woke up, I realized everyone was dead other than us 3. Wizard Morton arrived not long afterward and organized people to help us repair the mine,” As the old miner was speaking, fear emerged from his eyes. It seemed like he was reminded of the demon-like wizards of the other day. Up to this point, Abel had understood that only Wizard Morton could have speed like this in the Duchy of Carmel. So he could rush here in almost no time. But since those wizards had killed miners as well, it seemed like they were trying to slow down the magic gem production in the Duchy of Carmel. Therefore, they decided to attack the core resource of Wizards in the Duchy of Carmel. “You can continue your work. I’ll take a look around.” Said Abel saving his hand towards the old miner. At the entrance of the mine, there were some marks of a damaged defense circle. Although Abel didn’t know too much about defense circles, he could tell this was a simple defense circle. The normal red lamp, a magic gem that the defense circle used was scattered into countless small pieces on the ground. The surface of the magic circle was intentionally damaged as well. There were some pieces of used up rune signs on the ground. It seemed like those Wizards came here to attack was very well prepared. A simple defense circle was mostly used for defending against physical attacks. If it was hit with a magic attack that exceeded its limit, the defense circle would be destroyed immediately. Those wizards prepared many rune signs to directly destroy this defense circle. Abel kept looking as he walked. He marks on the ground reflects how the battle was fought at the time. It was an unfair battle. There were no signs of fighting back-only the blood of the defenders. Abel arrived at the place where the dead bodies were placed. The dead bodies of the 2 low ranking wizards were placed separately on one side, while the dead bodies of the 10 or so miners were lying on the other side. The power of the fire attack was too great. Most of the dead bodies were so burnt, and their faces were basically unrecognizable. After a close examination, Abel stood up with disappointment. The attacking wizards basically left no evidence behind. “Woof woof!” Black Wind began to call next to a big rock. It must have discovered something. Abel quickly walked towards Black Wind and took a look at where it’s paw was pointing. There was a small crack between 2 rocks. There was a faint light coming out of the crack. From this, Abel could see it was a corner from a grey shirt at the bottom of the crack. It seemed like that corner of the shirt was ripped off by some sharp rocks and landed at the bottom of the crack. That crack was around a meter deep, but extremely small, so it was basically impossible for a human to reach their hand in. This could very well be the reason why that corner from a grey shirt was not taken out by anyone. But that’s not a problem for Abel. He took out the magic cane with the ‘spirit transfer’ ability from his portal bag, unleashed the ‘spirit transfer’ spell, and in a flash of white that the corner from a grey shirt appeared in his hand. “Come here Black Wind, give this a smell. See if you can find this person!” Said Abel as held up the shirt corner towards Black Wind’s nose. As far as he knew, even dogs, the descendants of wolves, have a strong sense of smell, so a spirit beast mount wolf should have no problem. Abel was right. After Black Windr 2 gentle sniffs, it told Abel through the soul chain that it could find out who this piece belonged to. In a rush of excitement, Abel hopped on the back of Black Wind and sped down the mountain. After Black Wind went down the hill, he sniffed a few more times in the air. It no longer walked on the main road. Instead, he entered into a small road when it came across a dissect road. At last, he stopped in front of a house. It was an ordinary house made of mud and stone. The front door was opened wide. The moment when Abel jumped down from Black Wind and got close to the house, the stink of blood rushed towards him. Abel put the ‘frozen armor’ on his body, and carefully entered the house. The moment he entered, he saw the dead body of a farmer and his family, there was even the dead body of a 2-year-old kid. The 3 dead bodies were just lying still next to the corner of the wall. It was clear that the 3 of them were dragged here, and struck to death with a sword. It seemed like those wizards didn’t even want to waste their mana on ordinary people. Abel stared at the dead family of 3 on the ground, especially that 2-year-old kid. He felt a fiery rage burning within him. Of course, Abel had killed a lot of people in the past as well, but he had never harmed an innocent. What those wizards had done was beyond Abel’s comprehension; they wouldn’t even spare the life of a 2-year-old child. Abel walked through the rooms and arrived at the backyard. There were footprints of horses, which showed the reason why the family was killed. Those low ranking wizards needed a place to put their horses, and this house just so happened to be close to the mine. So, that’s why the family was killed.

Chapter 185 - Found Chapter 185 Found “Black Wind, let’s go!” Abel turned and hopped back on the back of Black Wind. Those wizards had only settled here for a while. He had to keep the investigation going. Black Wind sniffed the air again. After he confirmed the direction, he sped towards it. This time Black Wind did not even go through roads. It just ran straight through the farms. Abel could see there were horse footprints on the fields, which confirmed the direction that he was going was correct. Suddenly, the identity card on his waist began to vibrate; a Wizard wanted to contact him. Abel took out his identity card from his waist. After he connected with it, an unfamiliar voice came through, “Is this Abel?” “Who are you?” Abel asked in confusion. He never heard this voice before, why was he contacting him. “I am Yveline’s disciple Carrol, what are you now?” Said the voice. Rank 5 novice wizard Carrol? Of course, Abel had heard this name before. He lived in Yveline magic tower for a few days, although he had never seen novice wizard Carrol before, he met his follower. That follower’s name was Ethan, and his attitude was horrible. Abel didn’t seem to have much connection with Wizard Carrol, why did he want to know his location? Abel couldn’t help but feel like something was odd, but he didn’t think of it much anyway. This was the first time all the magic towers had sent out their low ranking Wizard for a mission together, so Abel thought there might be some special arrangement that required his location. “I just left the mine in Tezcuca mountain. Did something happen?” Abel followed. “Wow, that was fast; you already arrived at Tezcuca mountain?” Novice Wizard sounded a little shocked as he proceeded to say. “We had discovered some trace of the enemies, so we were just trying to gather everyone up. We’ll be waiting for you at Lenida mountain.” “Lenida mountain?” Abel took out the map from his portal bag to look at the location. Then he replied, “Ok, I’ll be there in a moment.” “Quick, we are waiting for you.” Novice Wizard Carlos added and cut off the identity card. Abel closely examined the location on the map again. Suddenly, he felt his heart moved; it was exactly where Black Wind was heading. He took out his identity card again and began to call Camille. After a while, their identity cards were connected. “Camille, It’s Abel!” “Abel, where are you?” The sound of Camille emerged. “I am heading towards Lenida mountain.” Said Abel. “What are you doing there?” Camille asked in a puzzled tone. “Where are you now?” Abel was scared in his heart that things might turn out like how he had initially imagined. But he didn’t want to tell Camille just now. He hasn’t fully understood what was going on, so it was still better for him to go take a look first. “I’m only just got out, and Carlos as well. The teacher ordered us to investigate separately. So if you have news, just let us know, never attack when you discover an enemy. Contact us first, and we will attack together.” Said Camille in worry. “Ok, I’ll let you when I have news!” Abel cut off his identity card, and a mocking facial expression emerged. He then began to mumble. “Carrols, I hope you have enough money to buy your rank increasing potions!” As far as Abel knew, novice wizard Carrol was not like novice wizard Sam, who was also stuck at rank 5. Novice wizard Carrol had always been madly obsessed with money, and those rank increasing potions for official wizards. Abel just did not expect he would sell his information this time. That was just nasty. But he could not blame Carrol for this nasty thing he did. Carrol was not closed to Abel, if he could successfully lure Abel into the place he had stated, the Duchy of Keyen would accept his condition. The action of sacrificing the life of a novice Wizard, in exchange for the chance of becoming an official wizard himself, made total sense in his heart. Abel was already certain in his heart that those attacking wizards would be waiting for him in Lenida mountain. He just didn’t know how many of them would be there. Black Wind’s speed was very quick. He was already close to Lenida mountain after around 30 minutes. When there was still some distance, he took out his telescope to examine the tip of Lenida mountain in detail. Lenida mountain was medium size rocky mountain with almost no trees. Abel knew it was perfect for an ambush at first glance. In the left of the mountain, there was a cave filled with rocks Through this telescope, he could see a white robed wizard desperately looking around in the cave. It was Novice Wizard Carrol. He seemed like he was waiting for someone. Abel turned his telescope to examine his surroundings. But he was not expecting Black Wind to arrive at the destination this quick. He could already see the hidden wizards behind rocks inside the cave. He had seen 5 of them poking out so far. It seemed like they really couldn’t risk the chance of losing against Abel this time. A cold smirk emerged from Abel’s face as he took out Harry’s bow from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. This bow could shoot very far. If his opponent did not have a ‘frozen armor’ to protect them, one shot was more than enough to kill a low ranking wizard. Horace was a rank 5 novice wizard, and his teacher was Wizard Ston. Ever since Wizard Ston became wanted by the Wizard Union, his life had been flipped upside down. He had turned from a respectable intermediate Wizard’s disciple to a hated by many dark Wizard’s disciples. On top of that, the Wizard Union had come to him multiple times and asked questions about his teacher Wizard Ston’s condition, which made his life very miserable. This revenge operation was set up by another rank 11 Wizard from the Duchy of Keyen, Wizard Stanley. The team was almost entirely made up of Wizard Ston’s disciples. The highest ranked Horace was one of the main forces. Wizard Stanley agreed to Horace, as long as he could kill Abel after the attack, Keyen’s information system would help him return to return to Keyen. Afterward, he could become a disciple of Wizard Stanley. In regards to the other 14 wizards, their chance of returning to the Duchy of Keyen would be very small from the perspectives of Horace. After they had divided themselves into 2 teams and separately attacked 2 mines, they realized the alert circle had been triggered. Although their actions were quick and didn’t get captured during the attack, the teleportation circle to go back had already been closed down. There was no way the Duchy of Keyen would spend that many resources on sending those low ranking wizards back, so Horace truly believed that he might be the only survivor of the team. All the other wizards would be sacrificed. To Horace, this operation was a good chance to turn his life around. He just needed to kill a rank 3 wizard, and especially after he got insider information from Wizard Carrol, he was certain that Abel couldn’t escape. As he was casually sitting on a rock, joy filled his heart. Those glorious respectable days would soon return to him after he became the disciple of Wizard Stanley. But there was one thing he did not know, and that was all the other 14 wizards low ranking wizards had also gotten their own individual promise. Some were promised large amounts of resources; some were being kept as a disciple. They were all told that an official path was left for them to retreat. These 15 low ranking wizards were already thrown into the dark wizard situation because of Wizard Ston, so there was no way the other Wizard form the Duchy of Keyen would accept them. They were all being used like trash. This attack operation was created to not only impact the resource of the Duchy of Carmel, but it was also created to officially get rid of these wizards with unclean names. The moment the teleportation array was shut, the fate of these 15 wizards were already set. There was no way they could escape the search of the information reporting system of the 4 Duchies. Horace was still innocently dreaming about his bright future as he sat on a rock. He suddenly heard a scream, followed by groans of agony. Horace quickly hid behind the big rock and shouted, “attack!” “Nice job Carrol, you had gathered all of them together. I will definitely let the superior know about your good work,” Abel’s voice came from outside the cave. “Carrol, you betrayed us!” Horace was not surprised at all. Since Carrol would betray his fellow Wizards from his own Duchy, of course, he was more than capable of betraying wizards from other Duchy.

Chapter 186 - Kill For Me Chapter 186 Kill For Me “No… no, that’s not true. Don’t trust him!” Carrol shouted. By that point, he no longer knew where to run. One side of the cave was blocked by an uncertain amount of wizards, while the other hand was filled wizards from the Duchy of Keyen, who believed he had betrayed them. “Don’t worry, Carol, we have a lot of wizards on our side. All the exits of the valley are surrounded. They can not go anywhere, so all you need to do now is to try and force them out,” Abel shouted again. “Go to hell, Carrol!” “I know we couldn’t trust this bastard!” “Filthy pig!” “Kill him!” At that moment, low ranking wizards had thrown a ‘fireball’ straight towards Carrol. Carrol quickly jumped towards the ground. Afterward, a scream of agony emerged. An arrow had penetrated that low ranking wizard. Even though Carrol had dodged the ‘fireball’ attack, he still hurt himself pretty badly on some rocks as he jumped towards the ground. He was now laying on the floor was his mouth wide opening, relentlessly trying to breathe in oxygen. “Nice job Carrol. Another killed. Just keep up the good work, force more of them out.” Abel’s shout had filled the cave again. “Let’s drag Carrol to hell with us!” After seeing two fellow members being shot to death, those low ranking wizards realized one thing. Their enemy was someone was a supremely long-distance bow, shooting them down from someplace they couldn’t see. Even if they had a ‘frozen armor’ to protect them, it would still be very hard for them to run out the cave in one take. For all they could know, countless wizards might be waiting for them outside. All of a sudden, the wizards in the cave had become hopeless, and the idea of dragging Carrol along with them to hell came into their mind. The second most powerful wizard in that ground wizards in the cave was a rank 4 wizard. He put on a ‘frozen armor’ and peeked his head out to attack Carrol. An ‘ice bolt’ shot out from his hand. The moment Carrol began to dodge, he threw out 2 extra fire attack rune signs straight towards where Carrol was dodging Carroll was sick of being attacked again and again at that point. He got no choice but to fight back. He began to despise those stupid bastards in the cave. Couldn’t they see those people outside was intentionally trying to trigger them? At that exact moment, he also threw out 2 fire rune signs himself. The 4 rune signs collided in midair and exploded. ‘Ice bolt’ normally moved very slow, so Carrol could just dodge them easily. Since the wizards in the cave had already made their move, there was no way they will let Carrol go this easily. 2 low ranking wizards stuck their bodies out again and shot 2 ‘fireball’ towards Carrol. By that point, Horace had also poked his head out with a ‘frozen armor’ on his body as he unleashed a ‘charging bolt’ attack. Electric arcs flashed the gaps of the rocks. To his surprise, Horace realized that it was way harder to dodge a ‘charging bolt’ attack on these rocky surfaces than flat ground. The ‘charging bolt’ was almost completely hidden between the rocks as it moved towards Carrol. As Carrol was still dodging the ‘iceball,’ he saw another 2 ‘fireball’ coming his way. He immediately threw out 2 more fire rune signs to ignite it. From his face, Carrol was very, very hurt in his heart as he threw those dire rune signs out. However, at that exact moment, an electric arc emerged from under. The strike was on point, the electric arc hit Carrol directly on his feet and traveled up his body. “Ah!” Carrol let out a scream of agony. Although the ‘charging bolt’ was not powerful, it had a numbing effect as he fell on the ground, his whole body vibrating in electricity. Afterward, a ‘fireball’ hit his body. The greedy Carrol had finally got what he deserved. As he lay on the ground, he mumbled to himself, ” I still have a defense rune sign, I still have a defense rune sign!” “Ah!” Another low ranking wizard in the cave without a ‘frozen armor’ was shot dead by Abel with his Harry’s bow. By this point, he had not used a single spell, and he had already killed 3 low ranking wizards, as well as letting Carrol died in the cave. There were still 4 low ranking wizards in the cave. They hid behind the cave, wouldn’t dare to come out at all. It was already afternoon by that time. Once the sky gets dark, they could use the dark break out to escape. Abel sat on the back of Black Wind, standing on a huge rock above the valley exit. As he looked towards the cave in the distance, a cold smirk emerged from his face. “Black Wind!” Abel gently whispered, but Abel understood what he meant immediately. It began to viciously run towards the cave. Its speed was crazy fast, yet it made no sound. Black Wind had arrived at the mouth of the cave, which was about a few hundred meters from the 4 low ranking wizards. It was only by that point a low ranking wizard had heard a sound. He carefully poked out his head, but the only thing he could see was an arrow flying directly towards his eye. He let out a scream of agony as the arrow penetration directly through his skull. Upon hearing the scream of that low ranking wizard, the other 3 low ranking wizards were certain that someone else had entered the cave. They knew they had no choice at that point; they had to fight for their lives. Horace put on his ‘frozen armor’ again behind the big rock and got his ‘charging bolt’ pattern ready. The moment before his ‘charging bolt’ was ready; he dashed out from behind the rock. He unleashed the ‘charging bolt’ and electric arcs filled between the gaps of the rocks again. At the same time, another rank 4 wizard had also unleashed his ‘frozen armor’ and threw out the fire rune sign in his hand. However, Horace was not as fast as Abel. The moment when Horace dashed out from behind the rock, Abel’s ‘fireball’ was already flying right towards him. Abel’s quicken unleashed ‘fireball’ landed on Horace’s ‘Frozen armor’ with intense speed and directly shattered it. But it didn’t stop there; it continued to drill into Horace’s body and exploded. “Ah!” Horace was rolling around on the ground, screaming in pain. He wanted to stop the fame on his body, but those frames from a fire spell were no joke. There was no way it could be stopped that easily. Slowly, Horace’s scream got softer and softer in the burning flame. The moment before Horace died, he still thought to himself, why is this ‘fireball’ spell so powerful. It doesn’t seem like it was from a young wizard at all. Instead, it was more like an old novice who had been in a plateau for many years. Of course, the ‘frozen armor’ had its limit, but it definitely wouldn’t be shattered that easily by a single ‘fireball.’ Only a rank 5 or above ‘fireball’ could do this. The electric arcs on the ground and the fire rune signs were getting close to Abel, but the speed of these spells was nothing compared to the speed of Black Wind. It hopped back 10 meters in a flash and easily dodged all the spells. Since Abel had fought against many official wizards, he realized the biggest difference between a novice wizard and an official wizard was that they could not focus on their power of the will. All they could do was use their eyes to aim, which was almost useless against a speedy mount like Black Wind. This speed was impossible to touch him. Afterward was another easily killing. It was impossible for that rank 4 wizards to dodge the quicken ‘fireball,’ and the fire rune sign he threw out afterward could not match the speed of Black Wind at all. He could only passively try to ignite Abel’s ‘fireball.’ But don’t forget, Abel’s ‘fireball’ was quicken, so he could unleash 4 of them continuously. By that, the rank 4 wizard had given up, as he became engulfed in flame in a flash. “Come, our, you are last!” Abel called. After some time, there was still no reply, so Abel rode Black Wind to the back of the rock. He discovered that low ranking wizards had died already. It seemed like he had been scared to death. His lifeless looking face was filled with terror staring at another wizard who had been shot through the head by Abel’s arrow. Abel signed to himself, how could people like this be a wizard. Killing unrelated ordinary citizens was ok but scared to death the moment he saw his mates getting killed. If this kind of wizard needed to fight against the orcs, they might surrender before they even have the chance to fight. “Camille, It’s Abel.” Abel ignited his identity card and connected with Camille. “What’s up, Abel” the voice of Camille came from his identity card. “I discovered 7 low ranking wizards in Lenida mountain,” Said Abel to Camille. “Hold up, wait for me. I’ll call Carlos and the others to go there immediately,” Camille quickly replied. “No need, they already died,” Abel said. “Abel, you said you would wait for me before attacking,” The voice of Camille was so loud that Abel couldn’t help but move his identity card away from his ears.

Chapter 187 - Thank You Chapter 187 Thank you “Wait for us. Carlos and I will be there in a second. Don’t leave okay?” Camille gently asked Abel after screaming at him. “No worries, I’ll wait for you guys here.” Abel did not have a single bit of information in regards to the other wizards from the Duchy of Keyen. It was already late, and the sky would be completely dark by the time he reached the other mine, so he thought to might as well wait for others here. After Abel disconnected with Camille, he ignited his identity card again. “Uncle Sam, Its Abel.” Said Abel as soon as he got connected again. “Abel, I’ve been worrying about you. Why didn’t you go together with your teammates?” The voice of Wizard Sam emerged from his identity card. “Uncle Sam, there’s something I want to talk to you about.” Said Abel hesitantly as he gazed at the dead body of Carrol on the ground. “Abel, what happened?” Wizard Sam quickly asked. He could hear that Abel’s voice sounded a little weird, “Carrol died, he died in a civil war with the wizards from the Duchy of Keyen,” Said Abel after thinking about how he should structure his words. “Carrol died?” Wizard Sam had known Carrol for 10 years. A cold sensation dawned on his heart when he heard that Carrol had died. But then, He thought of what Abel had said again and called “civil war? A civil war with the Duchy of Keyen?” “Yeah, he called me on his identity and told me to meet up with him on Lenida mountain. However, when I arrived, he and 7 wizards from the Duchy of Keyen was already there waiting for me there.” Abel lowered his voice and gave a simple description of what just happened. “Carrol was such an idiot. How could he do that.” Said Wizard Same with a mixture of anger and sadness. “Uncle Sam, please come here and take away the dead body of Carrol. He had got killed in battle, and I don’t want Mr. Yveline to be sad.” Abel heard that Wizard Yveline cared about him a lot, so he didn’t want to affect his status. “Thank you, Abel” of course. Wizard Sam knew that Abel didn’t have to do this. What he had done was showing respect to him and his teacher Wizard Yveline. After the call was disconnected, Abel moved the dead body of Carrol to aside. He didn’t search him. Instead, he found a shirt and covered the dead body. Afterward, he stacked the other 7 dead bodies to the side and took out all the things on their body. “Peasants!” Abel exclaimed as he threw the things in his portal bag. There was not a single defense rune sign among these 7 wizards, only 10 fire and ice rune sign. He gathered up the magic gold cards into a pile. These things were useless you couldn’t get the money out of them, let’s just bring it back to his teacher and see. Abel found a slightly smoother rock, took out a high leg crystal glass, and poured half a glass of red wine in. He then sat on the rock, slowly enjoying the wine while looking over the view on this rocky mountain. Even without the dead bodies, the view here would still be unique. In the past, Abel would rarely drink red wine, and he always just drink fruit juice. However, ever since he realized the red wine combined through the Horadric cube was good for his body, he was hooked on it. As Black Wind was looking at Abel enjoying sip and sip of red wine by his side, it’s curiosity got the best of him. It leaned it’s head towards Abel and gently rub against him. However, its eyes were fixed on the wine glass on its owner’s hand as it stuck its tongue out, enjoying the aroma of the red wine in the air. Seeing the look on Black Wind’s face, Abel helplessly poured the rest of the wine in his glass into Its mouth. Seeing the glass was empty, Black Wind happily run. With a heart full of satisfaction, it layed on the ground enjoying the after taste. Abel took out the ‘Ankara rune pen’ and a piece of ice crystal core. He then shifted his attention towards the ‘Shael’ rune he was carving on the crystal core. It was so enjoyable to see the ‘Ankara rune pen’ fixing up all the little mistakes of his ‘Shael’ rune. Not long after, the Abel, who was deep in his carving state, was woken up by a sound of horses running. He put away his ‘Ankara rune pen’ and his crystal core, as he held Harry’s bow in his hand. He was almost sitting at the peak, so he could get a good view of the valley below. When Abel saw the face of the man, he retracted his Harry’s bow and jumped down the big rock as he shouted towards the man, “Uncle Sam!” “Abel!” Wizard Sam arrived at Abel’s side with his horse. He then jumped down from the horse and gave Abel a hug. “I just had a call with the teacher. He said thank you!” Said Wizard Sam as he let go of Abel. “Uncle Sam, at first, I was not planning to let Mr. Yveline know about this,” Abel said softly. “Teacher has to know about this. Laden and Toris are in a similar situation with Carrol, so if teacher didn’t pay closer attention, we might end up with a second or third Carrol. Thank you so much.” Said Wizard Same after he sighed. “You are my uncle, and I am a member of Yveline magic tower, so no need to say thank you.” Said Abel. He still had his Yveline magic tower givings identity card on him, and every month Yveline magic tower would give him givings. “Yeah, that’s clear in my heart. Anyway, I’ll bring the dead body of Carrol back first!” Wizard Sam’s heart sank as he saw the dead family’s body on the ground covered with a shirt. So many years of friendship had ended just like that in one mistake. “Let’s go home!” Wizard Sam mumbled to the dead body as of Carrol as he placed it on the horse. Abel did not disturb Wizard Sam. He watched as the shadow of Wizard Sam and his horse disappeared from a turn down the valley, as the sound of the horse running gets fainter and fainter. Suddenly, Abel was woken up from his thoughts by his vibrating identity card. After he ignited it, the voice of Carlos came from within. “Haha Abel, your magic cane is too good,” Carlos laughed loudly and said from the other side of the identity card. “What happened, Carlos?” Abel could tell that Carlos was very excited just by his voice. “Camille and I had also ran into 7 wizards from the Duchy of Keyen. After a big fight, we’re okay, and all the 7 wizards from the Duchy of Keyen died.” Said Carlos with a voice full of pride, it was almost like he had just become an official wizard. “Why don’t you mention how may rune sign you had used, Carlos you money waster.” The voice of Camille came from the other side of the identity card. “So what, didn’t I get all of them back from the body of those bastards?” Carlos tried to justify himself. “Are you comparing the rune signs of those bastards with the ones we make?” Camille asked again. “Let me speak. I am also holding the identity card, can you show me some respect!” Abel was irritated by Camille and Carlos’s argument. However, he could also tell from this, how they were able to kill the 7 attacking wizards so easily without a single injury. It was through Carlos rune sign wasting strategy with the enhancement of the magic cane. There were 2 rank 3 wizards in that 7 wizards. The rest of them were below rank 3, so their fighting ability was not strong at all. It was a bad day for them to run into Camille and Carlos. Camille and Carlos had just got their new supreme magic cane today, and since both of them were rune makers, they would carry around a lot more rune signs than normal wizards. From that point on, the fate of those low ranking wizards was set. “Where are you guys, I’ll go to find you,” Abel knew the two wouldn’t be able to make it back themselves since there were 7 dead bodies they needed to be taken care of. Carlos reported to Abel his direction. It was not far from where he was. He gazed at the 7 filthy dead bodies on the ground. He didn’t really want to throw them into his own portal bag. After a bit of consideration, he decided to throw them into the space finger joint. He rarely used that thing anyway, the only thing inside it was just some useless poisons. By the time Abel reached the spot where Carlos had reported with Black Wind, the sky was red. It would be completely dark in a moment. Carlos was sitting on a rock frowning at the dead bodies on the ground, when he saw Abel, he immediately jumped up with excitement, waving his hand. On the other hand, Camille acted like she didn’t know Carlos as she said to Abel with a smile, “Abel, you arrived at last.” ” Camille, you guys are too good, not a single wizard had escaped.” Said Abel as he stared at the 7 dead bodies on the ground. Of course, there were some burned up bodies of horses as well. “Yeah sure, this Carlos guy was crazy. He even burned the 7 wizards along with their horses.” Said Camille angrily. I’m just afraid that if they had a horse, they would be able to escape….” the more Carlos spoke, the softer his voice became. “Teacher just said we need to bring these dead bodies back ourselves, so how are we going to do that?” Camille asked

Chapter 188 - Drunk Rank Increase Chapter 188 Drunk Rank Increase “We have Abel, don’t we?” Carlos was no longer as stressed as before as he spoke to Abel. “What do you want me to do?” Abel asked. “Don’t you have a portal bag?” You can help us carry the dead body back.” Said Carlos as he pointed towards the dead bodies on the ground. “Abel, don’t listen to him. You can’t make your portal bag dirty like that.” Camille followed. “Don’t worry Camille; I got another one,” Said Abel after hearing the both of them make their jokes. “Another one, where did you find all these portal things,” Said Carlos. He immediately jumped up and held Abel on the shoulders. “It was a spoil of war from the last time I fought alongside teacher. I only got one; the teacher got 2 portal bags, I think.” Abel emphasized when he talked about the 2 portal bags, which made Carlos’s eyes wide open like a ball. Abel took out the space finger joint and shoved the 7 dead bodies inside. Camille stuck out her hand curiously, so Abel playfully placed the space finger joint on her hand. “That thing is so disgusting!” Although this was what Camille had said, she still rolled around the space finger joint on her hand and admired it. “Camille, what would you say is the teacher’s favorite thing?” Carlos asked out of the blue. “What?” Camille did not understand what he meant by that all of a sudden. “What’s the teacher’s favorite thing?” Carlos asked again, this time in a more serious tone. “How do I know, lately he’s been holding a glass of red wine every day, so maybe he really likes red wine,” Said Camille hesitantly. She then asked Carlos back, “Why are you asking this question?” “No… nothing!” Said Carlos, sounding a little forced. “Ooh, I know now. You want the teacher’s portal bag,” Camille knew Carlos all too well after living with him for all these years. So, of course, she knew what car was thinking by seeing his facial expression. “No, I’m not!” Carlos made an excuse and then proceeded to say, “Where you think they sell the best red wine?” “If I remember it correctly, the brand of red wine teacher normally drink is from Coder Wine house. You can go buy some,” Camille said after thinking for a bit. “Camille, you have such a good eye. I’ll go to Coder wine house to buy some when we are going back,” Said Carlos in excitement. dre “Cough cough!” Abel coughed twice and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, “the Coder Winehouse you seem to be talking about is under my name. “Oh! You’re too rich. I know the wine from Coder wine house is always in high demand, so I’m not even going to spend a single cent now. Just give me 2 bottles,” said Carlos, with eyes fixed on Abel. Camille face-palmed herself; she could not stare at Carlos directly anymore. “Ok, I’ll give you 2 bottles.” Said Abel as he took out 2 personal bottles of red wine from his portal bag and placed it on Carlos’s hand. Carlos took the red wines and hugged them close to his chest, as though he was holding a portal bag. “Let’s go back!” Said Camille. She didn’t even bother to look at Carlos as she turned her head directly towards Abel. On the way back, Abel and Camille exchanged knowledge on etching. Black Wind had also held back its impose, and walked side by side with Camille’s war horse. Carlos told his war horse to follow behind them, not sure what that guy was thinking. Both Black Wind and Camille’s war horse were familiar with the road back home. Therefore even though the sky was dark, they still decided to make their way back to the magic tower other than finding a hotel somewhere. It was already midnight when they got back to the magic tower. They hopped off their mounts in front of the magic tower, but Abel suddenly heard Black Wind howl in dissatisfaction. That was weird, so he connected to the soul chain to hear what Black Wind had to say. “Wine, wine.” Black Wind had been repeating this word all this time. Abel turned his head back. Under the light of the magic tower, he could see Carlos holding 2 empty wine bottles, shaking unstably. Good thing he didn’t fell off his horse during the ride. “Carlos, you drank up all the wines you were going to give to the teacher. How are you going to get your portal bag now, huh?” Camille asked with a smile. “What portal bag, wine good, wine good!” Carlos mumbled to himself as he held up the empty bottle laughing like an idiot. “That’s it. Carlos will not have a good time tomorrow if the teacher sees him like this,” Before Camille could even finish her sentence, a big smile had already covered her face. Abel stepped up and helped Carlos to get off his horse. He snatched the 2 empty bottles from Carlos’s hand and threw it on the ground. With one arm holding Carlos up, Abel said to Camille “I’ll get him to his room. You can go rest first.” Abel knocked on the big door on level 3, Carlos’s Wizard follower Page opened the door just to see a drunk Carlos, sloppy as a puddle of mud. He couldn’t help himself but called “Mr., what happened?” “Nothing, he just drank too much. The kind of wine he drank was not harmful. He should be fine after a good night of sleep.” Said Abel as he transferred Carlos on to the hands of Page. Abel was very confident in red wines. It would definitely not hurt the body even if you drink too much. So he only casually remained Page, before returning to his room. Abel didn’t have the guts to go into the Rogue encampment here, so that was another night wasted. But still, the meditation session could not be missed. Early the next morning, when Abel and Finkle were just walking towards the first floor, and they could already hear Carlos’s huge voice. “Haha, I ranked up, I ranked up !” The ear-shattering laugh of Carlos filled the peaceful magic towers. Camille sat far away on the other side of the table, quietly eating her breakfast. “Abel, Finkle, I’ve ranked up.” When Carlos saw the two, he immediately ran up and gave them a hug. Abel gently turned his body, casually dodging the hug of Carlos. However, Finkle was not as lucky. He already deep in the hug of Carlos. “Come come, and I’ll tell you about my rank up experience. It’s good for you.” Carlos enthusiastically dragged Finkle to a seat and began to rant about how he was able to increase his rank so quickly. “How did Carlos rank up over the night?” Abel softly asked Camille. “When I woke up this morning, he said it was because he drank too much yesterday. He woke up in the middle of the night, realizing his mana was full, so he didn’t sleep and slept the night finish filling in the rank 4 wizard pattern.” Said Camille in a somewhat confused tone. Abel was not surprised that Carlos could fill in a rank 4 wizard pattern in one night. He had been trying to figure that out since he became rank 3, so it should be easy for him to fill it in. But what Abel was surprised about was that Carlos said it would take months before a person could rank up after they filled in the pattern, how could he rank up just like that? Suddenly the shadow of a human flashed in front of their eyes. Wizard Morton appeared on the first floor. They immediately stood up and bowed. “You guys can go back to your rooms,” said Wizard Morton to the few wizard followers. After the few wizard followers left, Wizard Morton said to Abel in the slightly dark facial expression. “I told you not to share your red wine with others. Did you forget?” “Yes, it’s my mistake, teacher,” said Abel with his head down. “Teacher, that…” Carlos stood up but didn’t know what to say all of a sudden. “Carlos, speak clearly. Stop chocking on your words” Wizard Morton criticized Carlos “Yes teacher, that red wine was not for other people, Abel gave it to me to give it to you. But halfway, as we were coming back yesterday, I wanted to taste what kind of wine do teacher you like, so I took a sip. The taste was too wonderful, so I couldn’t stop and drank all of them,” Carlos told Wizard Morton everything that happened yesterday in one breath, he could not let Abel take the blame for no reason. “Do you think you are gifted enough to rank up a few months earlier?” Said Wizard Morton staring coldly at Carlos. “Hehe,” Carlos scratched his head in embarrassment. “The wine Abel gave you was made personally by himself with a secret formula. It has the ability to adjust your physical ability. You drank too much yesterday, so your body was subconsciously meditating. The red wine adjusted your physical ability and delivered all your excess mana for your meditation. If I didn’t help you find relief from it yesterday, you would already be dead from excess mana,” Wizard Morton roared at Carlos. Carlos’s face immediately went white, he then stood up and quickly bowed and said: “thank you, teacher, for saving my life!” “Now listen up, never mention Abel’s red wine again. Those things are very good for the body of wizards, even for high ranking wizards.” Said Wizard Morton gazing at the 3 of them. “Yes teacher!” Camille and Carlos quickly replied.

Chapter 189 - Skeleton Reborn Chapter 189 Skeleton Reborn “Teacher, since my red wine such an ability, how about I provide some of them for the magic tower every month?” Said Abel after the thought for a bit. “All right, Abel, I know you love your friends. Can you give them one bottle a month?” Of course, Wizard Morton wanted his disciples to have the best resources, and Abel’s red wine was perfect. “No problem, I’ll prepare some when I got back” Abel nodded his head and said with certainty. “Oh, also, if you have some extra red wine, give a few bottles to both Warren and Eury first. These red wine really are good for ranking up. Said Wizard Morton after a bit of hesitation. “Teacher, I can give out my portion to the two of them,” Carlos quickly disrupted. “Teacher, me as well,” Camille followed. “Don’t worry guys, I can provide the red wine for everyone,” Said Abel waving his hand in front of Camille and Carlos. The teleportation circles which had been closed up due to the Duchy of Keyen’s attack had been reopened again. Although there was still one wizard who was not found, the teleportation circle could not be closed for too long just for a single low ranking wizard. The investigation department had already doubled down on their investigation, but that low ranking Wizard was still able to vanish from Bakong city. Some unknown forces might be at play. Morton Magic tower had gained a lot of publicity from this attack. 14 out of the 15 low ranking wizards were all killed by 3 rank 5 and below wizards from Morton Magic tower. This news spread beyond the Duchy of Carmel to the surrounding Duchies, which put a smile on Wizard Morton’s face every day. Before the night fell, Abel had gone back to his mansion in Triumph boulevard. He had dinner with Loraine and went back to his room with Black Wind. The first thing Abel did wasn’t igniting the Tome of Town Portal. Instead, he took out a bottle of ‘soul potion’ from his Kong Kong Spirit portal bag. He then asked Black Wind through the soul chain, “Are you sure you wanna drink it?” Black Wind stared at the ‘soul potion.’ Then replied through the soul chain, “Drink… drink!” Abel thought since he had drunk the “soul potion” before, Black Wind should be fine. What was the worst thing that could happen? This thing only had benefits. Black Wind opened its mouth, allowing Abel to pour the ‘soul potion’ in. Suddenly, Black Wind made a yearning noise and fell directly to sleep on the floor. However as Black Wind was sleeping, Abel noticed some electric arcs popping out form Black Wind’s body from time to time. These electric arcs continued to disappear and appear among the hair of Black Wind. Could the ‘soul potion’ allow Black Wind to gain a spell? According to the ‘Morton observation record,’ a normal soul beast did not have the ability to do spells, only an official ranked soul beast can. These official soul beasts almost had the same attacking ability as a wizard. It was simple for them to unleash their spell, as the spell originated from within. They didn’t need to say any spells or draw any patterns. The pattern of their spell existed within their crystal core. Therefore, every single official should beast had a crystal core, unlike normal soul beast. You might not find a single crystal core from those normal ones, even if you kill a hundred of them. Seeing what was happening to Black Wind, it might be able to rank up to an official soul beast. Abel did not think about bringing Black Wind to the Rogue encampment. He only quietly sat by its side, carefully looking after it. The electric arcs got less and less, in the end, disappeared completely. The moment all the electric arcs disappeared. Black wind opened its eyes. He looked and Abel and gently leaned against his side. Abel asked Black Wind through the soul chain, “Did you grasp any spells?” “No, I didn’t grasp any!” Black Wind replied through the soul chain. Abel was shocked. Black Wind had gotten smarter; his sentences were a lot more well structured now. It seemed like he still needed more ‘soul potion’ if he had enough. Black Wind might not only be able to grasp a spell, but also get a lot smarter. Not only Black Wind, but White Cloud would also get more powerful if it had taken the ‘soul potion.’ Abel had always felt like he had done too little for White Cloud. It was impossible to use the ‘mount enhancement spell’ on it since it was so huge. But now, he finally found a rank increasing potion that was suitable for it to use. Therefore, Abel would need a lot more ‘soul potions.’ Although it was already midnight, Abel did not waste any time. There was still enough time for him to go into the Rogue encampment to kill for a few days. In the next 10 days, Abel spent his day etching rune signs, while practicing multitasking with its ‘frozen armor.’ At night, he would go into the Dark Word to kill. Ever since Abel had woken up from his flash of realization through the ‘soul potion,’ it took him 8 more bottles of ‘soul potion’ until he could finally revert the ‘skeleton summon’ spell to its original version. All the ‘soul potion’ he got these days from whipping clean those infernal creatures in Blood Moor was in his stomach. Other than 4 bottles, his power of the will had expended to 27, while his mana had also reached 270. After 8 realizations, The ‘skeleton summon’ spell had become a new spell’ skeleton reborn.’ It stripped out all the torture and pain the owner of the skeleton’s body needed to go through. He only preserved the part where the skeleton was able to summon from a dead body. As long as that skeleton still had life in them, it could be summoned. Abel had simulated this ‘skeleton reborn’ spell many times during his realization session. He realized that this spell was different from any other spells he had learned so far. The skeleton reborn’ spell used his mana to draw a magic pattern. Then it could control the death qi to unleash the spell. However, all the other spells he had learned before used substances to unleash the spell. It seemed like these were completely different systems. Maybe that was why it had taken him 8 bottles of ‘soul potion’ to achieve this low ranking ‘skeleton reborn’ spell. “Black Wind, let’s go!” Said Abel to Black Wind, who was resting at the side. As soon as Black Wind heard a command from its owner, It knew it could fight again. It immediately stood up with enthusiastically and rushed to the side of its owner and lowered its body, bagging its owner to get on. Black Wind speeded out of the Rogue encampment with Abel on its back and entered Blood Moor. Blood Moor was no longer filled with inferno creatures like before. After these days of mass killing and clean up, the inferno creatures could no longer be seen anywhere in the patches of land around the Rogue Encampment. After around an hour of charging, Abel had arrived on the place where he had cleaned up those inferno creatures last time. If he just continues going forward a bit more, he would arrive at the place where those inferno creatures had formed. A single zombie had attracted the attention of Abel. In a flick of his finger, a ‘firebolt’ flew out. The zombie was directly struck into flame and fell on the ground, but it didn’t die immediately. Abel couldn’t help but shake its head. His low ranking spells were still too weak in the Dark World. He followed up with another ‘fireball’ to finish off the zombie. After he saw its soul fly towards his Horadric cube, he began mumbling the simplified spell ‘skeleton reborn’. A black beam of light suddenly shot out from the burnt body of the zombie. The surrounding spooky death qi began to gather around the dead body. At that time, Abel also felt his body being affected by the death qi. There was too much death qi in the Air World; a lot more than he had expected. Abel felt his whole body getting cold, seemed like the death qi was eating at his body. He thought of that deity of orcs’ dead body after it was surrounded by a magic robe by many years. At first, he thought that worgen was born this ugly, but now he knew the reason. Dead air could consume the body of a wizard. This harmonized their body with the death qi, which turns them into a ghost-like zombie. A horrific chill ran down his spine. If Abel knew this would happen to him by using the ‘skeleton Reborn’ spell, he would not even try to practice it. As Abel was regretting this horrible mistake, his golden combat qi had an effect. It ignited itself all of a sudden and filled his body with golden light. It began to ablate the death qi, which gave out sounds of something screaming Under the influence of the death qi, the dead body on the ground began to vibrate. Suddenly “bang!” The flesh flew out from the body, leaving only the skeleton. Click click* under the clicking sound of the joints, skeletons could hardly drag itself up from the ground. This was skeleton without weapons, so Abel felt like he could just heat it up with a single hand. It was too weak.

Chapter 190 - Rib Bone Chapter 190 Rib Bone Abel really began to doubt if he had done the ‘skeleton reborn’ spell correctly. He had drunk up 8 bottles of ‘soul potion’ and almost became a zombie because of this weak little skeleton. Was this it? Was all his sacrifice just for this weak chicken skeleton? Why not, let’s just take out the Horadric and test it out. A new skeleton sign already appeared on the skill tree. He focused on the sign with his power of the will. Some data appeared. Skeleton reborn Allow you to revive a skeleton from a dead creature to fight with you. Mana consume: 5 Skeleton amount: 1 Attack: 1-2 Defense: 15 Lifeline: 21 Current ability rank: 0 Next rank: 1/5000 This skeleton only had 1-2 attack, what was he going to do what that? Use its bone to bang it on a drum? Abel face palmed himself. But since the skeleton was already summoned, why not test out its actual fighting ability. Since this skeleton didn’t have any weapons, Abel decided to take out a magic big shield and magic sword from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. This skeleton was very easy to control. After the ‘skeleton reborn’ spell was completed, A little bit of power of the will was taken out of Abel and cast it on the skeleton. With the 27 power of the will that Abel had currently, this skeleton could not go beyond 270 meters from Abel. Once it did, the skeleton would get out of control and attack on its own. Of course, this out of control skeleton would still fight alongside the person who summoned it, but it would attack any enemy that got in its way. Through this little bit of power of the will, Abel could control this skeleton to do some simple tasks. Just like now, for example. Abel handed the magic big shield and magic sword to the skeleton and controlled it to hold the sword in the right hand and the shield on the other. “Move forward!” Abel was already riding Black Wind very slowly, but the skeleton was even slower. That was the main problem right now. There was a sea of red in front of them. Abel was so sick of killing those fallen lately. Luckily he still had the Horadric cube to suck up their souls, so he wouldn’t have to kill them over and over again. As soon as Abel entered the fallen camp, the fallen began to roar. The fallen rushed towards Abel, but just before he was about to unleash his ‘charging bolt,’ which was almost automatic at this point, a weak little shadow had already started running with immense bravery towards the sea of fallen in front of him. The fallen saw a weak little opponent running towards them, so they roared even louder and surrounded the skeleton. Seeing the weak little skeleton being surrounded by a sea of fallen, Abel basically gave up on the skeleton’s existence. However, this might be a good time to unleash a ‘charging bolt.’ Abel unleashed 10 quicken ‘charging bolt’ spells in a roll, forming a sea of electric arcs. Afterward, those electric arcs rushed forward like a wave of the ocean. Screams filled the air, 10 fallen had been knocked down while all the other ones scattered towards all directions screaming for their lives. To Abel’s surprise, that the skeleton was still alive. It seemed like the electric arcs recognized the skeleton. Although a few electric arcs had flashed upon the skeleton, it did not damage it a bit. The electric arcs just continued to move forwards. The skeleton often chased a fallen with its shield at the front and sword at the back. This was a perfect knight technique and a very familiar one to Abel. Wasn’t this the Bennett family’s knight’s charging technique? The skeleton counteracted the fallen’s strike with its big shield and gently moved its body. The big sword in his hand horizontally slashed towards the waist of the fallen. The fallen did not have any fighting techniques. After it was rumble off by the rebound of the big shield, and the big skeleton sword opened up a long stream of blood mark on the fallen’s waist. Before its blood even had the chance to spill out, the fallen was froze up by the ice margin. The skeleton did not miss this opportunity as it continued to strike. Just like that, the skeleton had directly struck the fallen to death. No wonder why the skeleton didn’t die just then. It was protected by the big shield, as well as it’s perfect knight’s technique. It seemed like this skeleton could still survive for a short while battling against those skill-less fallen. Could the ‘skeleton reborn’ spell inherit the close body fighting style of the summoner? That was such a joke. Other than an abomination like Abel, both the body of wizards or deities were consumed by mana. Especially deities, they also needed to withstand the consumption of death qi. There was no way they would have any close body fighting abilities, so no wonder they needed to alter this spell to inherit the ability of the owner of the skeleton. The skeleton was a little bit more powerful than Abel had expected. Although it could only dash out 1-2 points of attack with every strike, the mana of unleashed by the magic sword on top of the death qi of the skeleton’s attack, allowed the skeleton to completely dominate a fallen. Fallen were not immortal beings, so it had to withstand the impact of the death qi as well. Too bad. If the attack of the skeleton was just a little bit higher, it could be a good helper. The ‘skeleton reborn’ spell was too much of a hassle. Although it was not hard to find a freshly dead body in Blood Moor, which was a key ingredient, it was very hard to recover mana here. Nowadays, Abel spent most of his time traveling between the Rogue encampment and battlefield. Although he could use the portal door, it could only last for 5 seconds. It was definitely not enough for Abel to meditate and return. It seemed like he also needed to spend some time practicing the ‘skeleton reborn’ spell. If he had a few skeletons and Black Wind by his side, he might be able to meditate in the wild. Even though Abel was deep in his thoughts, he kept using Black Wind’s speed to unleash his ‘charging bolt’ in the places where most fallen were concentrated. In regards to the singled out fallen, he left it for the skeleton to practice on. Abel still used his old technique of rounding up the fallen with Black Wind’s speed, then unleashed a ‘charging bolt’ towards them. This would not waste a single electric arc. Since he was already low in mana, every single bit of attack mattered. After unleashing 40 ‘charging bolt’ continuously, there was not much mana left for Abel. That skeleton had also knocked down a few fallen. That was not a big reward, but it was something, so he urged Black Wind to go back. These days he had been ruthlessly battling. His mana had almost been used up, and the rate of recovery was very slow. Although the wild had been cleaned up a lot, there might still be some leftovers, so Abel didn’t want to put his life on the bet. The portal door opened. Black Wind was used to getting into a portal door, so it rushed towards it after Abel. That skeleton also noticed Abel was getting in the portal door, so it immediately stopped the battle on hand and rushed towards it as well. At the last second, the skeleton stepped its foot in. After Abel returned to the Rogue encampment, he opened his Horadric cube. Just when he thought he was about to examine the ‘skeleton reborn’ spell in detail, he was surprised to discover ‘skeleton reborn’ spell’s experience had grown from 1/5000 to 7/5000. Could the skeleton gain its own experience by killing enemies by itself? If this was the case, then the ‘skeleton reborn’ spell could really be practiced while killing. After the ‘skeleton reborn’ spell got more powerful, he could summon another skeleton. Then, the Rogue encampment would be more lively. Although they could not talk, at least they could move. Things were way too lonely here. “I’ll call you Rib Bone!” Said Abel looking at the skeleton in front of him. Since it was his fighting partner, it still deserved a name even as a summoned object. At least it could signify this skeleton existed in this world. After seeing the color of the sky, Abel decided that it was time to leave the Rogue encampment again. This past 10 days of battle and recovery went by extremely quickly. Abel was so grateful, but when he looked at Rib Bone, he gave out a little sigh. If he brought Rib Bone outside, everyone would know he had learned a deity’s spell. He didn’t know if it would bring him a lot of trouble, but he was sure that every wizard absolutely hated the deities to their bones. He would create too much tension if he brought Rib Bone outside. Could he put it in his portal bag? Suddenly, something struck his mind. He reminded of the deity the other day. It had exactly just put he summon object in his space joint. Rib Bone was also a summon object, so it should be able to be put inside as well. Abel took out space joint and flicked with his power of the will. Just like that, Rib Bone was thrown into the finger joint. His power of will also came into its space finger joint. He saw that Rib Bone stood in the middle, surrounded and nourished by death qi. At this point, Abel knew a feature of the space finger joint, a feature that even Wizard Morton might not know. In the past, he only thought it was just a normal dimension object. But it had the ability to nourish dead creatures.

Chapter 191 - Against The Grain Chapter 191 Against The Grain Abel had just put away his barrier circle in his room, and the moment he stepped out of his front door, he saw steward Ken running towards him. “Master, Please come outside !” “What happened?” Abel saw that steward Ken looked very desperate, so he could only have guessed something might have happened. “The city palace just had news. Harry castle had been attacked by a wizard!” Said steward Ken in a depressed voice. “What? Harry castle had been attacked by a wizard? Is Uncle Marshall, ok?” Abel was shocked to his core; his voice almost broke as he asked. “The Lord of Marshall is ok, but we lost 10 knights and 5 people were injured,” Steward Ken saw that Abel was losing it, so he quickly replied. After hearing uncle Marshall was ok, Abel calmed down a bit. However, it was still a pity that there were 10 knights who lost their lives. They were all old followers of the Lord of Marshall. After hearing this, Abel asked angrily, “Who’s the wizard?” “According to the news from the city palace, when that wizard appeared, it was wearing an armor made out of ice. He then ran into Harry castle and murdered anyone he saw. The knight servants rushed up to the Wizard, sacrificing their lives. In the end, they struck off the wizard’s ice armor, and he was killed by the Lord of Marshall with one arrow. “Duchy of Keyen, how dare you!” Abel knew where this wizard had come from now. He was one of the 15 low ranking wizards. What Duchy of Keyen had done had irritated Abel to his core. Family was the most important thing to him in this world. No matter if it was his stepfather or the knight servants that fought alongside him. “Ken, prepare a large amount of top quality iron for me. I need it!” Abel commanded. “Yes, Master!” Due to Abel’s prestige state, Ken was also recognized by many nobles in Bakong city. If he wanted some top quality iron, all he needed to do was to make a few calls. “Black Wind, we’ll get back the magic tower.” Said Abel padding Black Wind. Throughout the morning, an incident had been escalating. A low ranking Wizard had attacked the family of an intermediate wizard’s disciple. Every wizard in the Duchy of Keyen was angered by this behavior. It was no longer a situation involving a single wizard. What the Duchy of Keyen had done would trigger every single wizard. Just imagine what would happen if a wizard had murdered the entire family of another wizard. Someone had to pay for this. Otherwise, a similar event might happen again in the future. The elites of the Wizard Union’s headquarter in Duchy of Keyen had a meeting with their only intermediate wizard, although the outcome of the meeting was not disclosed to the public. Afterward, the family of that low ranking wizard who attacked Harry castle was whipped out from the face of the world by that intermediate wizard from the Duchy of Keyen. “Abel, It seems like you are the target of that 15 low ranking wizard. That’s my mistake. At the time I did not consider the Duchy of Keyen’s revenge when I submitted your good work to the Wizard Union. This might be the key reason why they are coming after you,” Said Wizard Morton in a somewhat guilty tone. “Teacher, don’t say that. You are very good to me.” Abel quickly followed. “those low ranking wizards were decided into 3 teams. The first 2 teams were responsible for attacking our resources, but their actual goal was to lure you to come out. The last team was for support. Luckily your mount is fast. Else you would be facing not 1 but 2 teams of low ranking wizards. The second team had a bad day. They ran into Carlos and Camille, so they all got slaughtered.” Wizard Morton analyzed. “Teacher, you are right. Now, as I think about that, I do seem like the actual target of those low ranking wizards,” Said Abel nodding his head. “The worse part was that they organized a rank 3 wizard to attack Harry castle. Those Duchy of Keyen bastards, always come up with cheap tactics like this. Every time we Duchy of Carmel has a good seed, they will try to destroy it.” Wizard Morton angrily exclaimed. “The wizards from the Duchy of Keyen had done something similar in the past?” Asked Abel, looking at Wizard Morton. “Yeah, Wizard Yveline was exactly attacked by the wizards from the Duchy of Keyen. He was badly injured in that attack, and that’s why he’s been stuck as a beginner wizard.” sighed Wizard Morton. Abel couldn’t help himself. He clenched his fist until his joints started cracking. Abel was very surprised at the time he saw the young appearance of Wizard Yveline. Wizard Yveline was a genius as well, how come he had been stuck as an intermediate wizard for all these years? Now Abel knew the answer. “Abel, give me your wizard badge!” Said Wizard Morton. Abel confusingly placed his wizard badge in the hand of Wizard Morton. Wizard Morton gently tapped his own wizard badge on Abel’s wizard badge, and hand it back to Abel. “Abel, the reward for the Worgen’s deity had arrived. I had just transferred 1500 credit points to your wizard badge. “Thank you, teacher!” Said Abel. Finally, he heard good news today. “I contacted Wizard Johnson. The Duchy of Keyen had agreed to repay the victims and promised things like this will never happen again in the future. That should be an end to this,” Said Wizard Morton helplessly. Although his disciple standing looked calm on the surface, Abel actually felt like he was about to explode like a volcano every second deep within. “Yes, teacher,” Abel sounded very monotone. It was like he doesn’t care about this outcome at all. “Let’s go have a rest today. Don’t think too much. We can only guess at this point. This event might be a rare incident.” Said Wizard Morton. Abel left the room of Wizard Morton. He felt anger burning inside him, did the Duchy of Keyen really think a little bit of money could fix this? As Abel was walking down the stairs, he ran into Carlos. Carlos stepped up and asked, “Junior brother, I heard your family’s castle had been attacked. Are you ok?” “I’m ok, the Duchy of Keyen had solved this situation peacefully.” Said Abel in a stale voice. “That’s great. Next time we’ll teach the Duchy of Keyen a good lesson.” Said Carlos viciously. “Thanks, Carlos, I’ll get going now.” Abel forced a smile and said goodbye to Carlos. Black Wind had been lying outside of the magic tower throughout all this time. Everyone knew this was Abel’s Mount, so no one was dared to disturb it. When it heard it’s owner coming out, it immediately jumped up and ran towards Abel. “Black Wind, go!” Abel did not go home. Instead, he speeded out the city. In a deserted little hill a few hundred miles beyond the city, White Cloud had swooped down from the sky to welcome them. “Long time no see, White Cloud!” Abel’s mood had immediately lightened up when he saw White Cloud. Black Wind, White Cloud, and Him were like family members. This time he found White Cloud was to see if he could increase its rank. White Cloud was not a predator, but it had an enormous body. That was a clear reflection that it stood at the top of the beast’s hierarchy. On top of its flying ability, even a soul beast would not attack it for no reason. “Goo goo goo!” White Cloud rubbed its enormous against Abel’s chest. It seemed like it was expressing how it was missing him. “I brought you some good stuff today!” Said Abel lightly padding White Cloud’s feather. White Cloud didn’t seem to understand what the word ‘good stuff’ means, but it knew it’s owner was good to him, so he began to “goo goo” again. Abel took out a dark gold colored ‘soul potion’ from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. That was exactly what he was going to give White Cloud today. He had neglected White Cloud way too much. He always just left White Cloud alone to find food by itself, and only call it when he needed it. White Cloud widened its eyes and fixed at the ‘soul potion’. The ‘soul potion’ had deeply attracted it, it couldn’t help itself but made some more “goo goo” sound. It seemed like he was asking its owner to give it to it quicker. Abel twisted open the lip of the ‘soul potion’ and poured it into White Cloud’s mouth. The moment when all the ‘soul potion’ was poured into White Cloud’s mouth, it closed its eyes and lay motionless on the floor. The feather on its body flashed in quick sparkles. It was not glowing. Instead, the light reflected on its body would sometimes disappear and appear again. It was also almost like parts of White Cloud’s body had become transparent or a moment with each flash. Not only it’s feather but the body under the feather as well.

Chapter 192 - Black Wind’S New Ability Chapter 192 Black Wind’s New Ability After a while, Abel realized the changes were wearing off. It seemed like one bottle of ‘soul potion’ was not enough to evolve. It was just like Black Wind, but this time Abel did not stop. He took out another bottle of ‘soul potion, opened it, and poured it in White Cloud’s mouth. The stale changes had speeded up once again. White Cloud’s enormous feather disappeared and reappeared. Abel looked at it with closed attention for half an hour, seemed like it still needs more ‘soul potion’ as the changes became stale once again. Abel clenched his teeth, took out another bottle of ‘soul potion, and poured it in White Cloud’s mouth. This time, White Cloud feather flashed quickly. In the end, it’s entire body disappeared in front of Abel’s eye. After a while, it appeared again. Just like that, it continued to appear and disappear, in the end, “good” White Cloud called. But this time it’s impose was many times stronger. Did it rank up? Abel happily looked at White Cloud. It seemed like this rank up gave White Cloud a new ability. Unlike Black Wind, who naturally grew into a soul beast, it didn’t have any special ability. That was the difference between a normal beast and a predator. For a predator, it was easier to become a soul beast, since it was very hard for a normal beast to rank up. However, once a normal beast successfully ranked up, they would most likely gain magical ability. Predators would need to rank up again to get that. Abel command White Cloud through the soul chain “White Cloud, unleash your ability!” After White Cloud made some “goo goo” sound, and it’s enormous body disappeared. It seemed like White Cloud completely mastered this ability during his process of ranking up. Abel curiously stuck his hand forward to touch. He felt White Cloud’s feather in his hand. Although his hand could sense White Cloud’s presence, all his power of the will could see was a field of nothingness. Abel was extremely shocked. He had always trusted his power of the will deeply, but now he realized what he felt could be so different from what his power of the will sensed. He had once again gained more knowledge of the wonder of this world. As Abel was still shocked that the body of White Cloud had disappeared, he noticed the carriage on its body had also disappeared. If Abel sat on the back of White Cloud, would he also disappear as well? Up to this point, Black Wind irritatedly bumped Abel with its head. It seemed like it was jealous that White Cloud had a special ability, and it didn’t. Abel was not a stingy guy. Both Black Wind and White Cloud were his most loyal partners. He knew they would never betray him, so increasing their ability would be like increasing his own ability. He took out his last bottle of ‘soul potion.’ Through the soul chain, he said to Black Wind, “This is the last bottle, I hope you can grasp an ability. If not, you will have to wait a while.” Afterward, Abel opened the bottle and poured it into Black Wind’s mouth. After the ‘soul potion’ was poured into Black Wind’s mouth, he yearned and laid on the floor to sleep. As soon as Black Wind fell asleep, its body began to flash in electric arcs. Every strand of fur began to release electric arcs relentlessly, so Abel couldn’t help but step back. The electric arc shot out from Black Wind’s body to the floor. The dust on the floor struck up by the electric arc, covering Abel in dust. Abel intensely looked at the dust swirling up in front of him. Although Black Wind was tiny compared to the size of White Cloud, its process of ranking up was 2 times as dramatic as the one of White Cloud. That’s the difference between a predator and a normal beast. After a long time, Abel was getting desperate. But suddenly, the dust settled, and Black Wind woke up covered in dust. Black Wind’s features did not change. Only his impose was a little stronger. Black Wind stood up and irritatedly shook off the dust on its fur to the ground. Abel quickly asked through the soul chain, “Black Wind, did you succeed?” Black Wind gently tipped its big head. It looked so proud of itself. Maybe it was because he needed less ‘soul potion’ than White Cloud to rank up. “Black Wind, what ability?” Abel followed. Electric spells could numb the enemy if you decided to attack, but not enough for defense. Abel was just not certain what specific spells did Black a Wind acquired. Black Wind kneeled down, allowing its owner to get on its back. Abel hopped on. The moment he settled himself, the shadow of Black Wind disappeared on the sport and reappeared in a place a few hundred meters away. “My god, Black Wind. Is this ‘move in a flash?” Abel couldn’t help but called in shock. Seemed like ‘move in a flash’ was Black Wind’s natural ability. It could travel a little bit further than normal wizards. It was almost at the level of Wizard Morton. Afterward, Abel asked Black Wind about the limit of this ‘move in a flash.’ According to the description of Black Wind, this ‘move in a flash’ could continue for 2 times in a role. It could only do it again after one hour of rest. Of course, it was not like Wizard Morton could do a ‘move in a flash’ for an unlimited amount of time. But this ability was still the best live preserving method for an unexpected attack. “Black Wind, jump on the back of White Cloud. We’ll head off to the sky.” Abel commanded. In a flash of light, Abel disappeared with Black Wind as he was sitting on its back. Afterward, both of them reappeared on White Cloud. “White Cloud, let’s fly!” Abel called. White Cloud had almost been exclusively living in the sky during all this time. After it heard Abel’s word, it’s enormous body gently lifted off the ground, and escalated towards the sky. After they had become stable in the sky, Abel lightly padded White Cloud’s feather and said: “White Cloud, let’s try out your new invisible ability!” “Goo goo” White Cloud replied. Afterward, weird energy surrounded its body, even Abel, Black Wind, the carriage and everything on its back were surrounded as well Abel looked around. Everything looked the same. But some kind of energy shielded them from the intense wind of the sky. This had made flying a lot more comfortable, as it was no longer as cool. Wizard Bernal was a rank 11 wizard of the Duchy of Keyen. He had been feeling extremely heavy in his heart lately. Originally he only wanted to whip the trace of Wizard Ston (who had been labeled as a dark wizard in the Duchy of Keyen) from the face of the world while getting revenge for the Duchy of Carmel. However, this kill 2 bird with 1 stone plan was flipped upside down by a low ranking Wizard trying to do the operation by himself. He could have never have guessed that there was such a loyal wizard among that 15 low ranking. That Wizard was so loyal to Wizard Ston. He would even put his family in the bet. Every wizard knew the outcome of attacking another wizard’s family. Since that low ranking wizard had died, the Duchy of Keyen would need to take up all the responsibility. Throughout the day, Wizard Bernal had been receiving criticism from the Wizard Union and wizards from all the different Duchies. He had also gotten some news from the Blacksmith Union. The Blacksmith Union was protesting against the Duchy Keyen since the Duchy of Keyen had attacked the family of a Blacksmith Master, Master Abel. In regards to the criticism from the Wizard Union, he could ask the elites from the Wizard Union to give him some face due to their connections. In regards to the critics from the wizards of different Duchies, Wizard Bernal did not care. Just give it some time, and the buzz would settle. However, Wizard Bernal was very stressed in regards to the protest from the Blacksmith Union. Although the Blacksmith Union was only protesting, those hammer holding bastards had the support of an entire race. The dwarfs were not battle thirsty race, but their fighting ability was not bad at all. The dwarfs were known for protecting their members, and they always thought of the Blacksmith Union was a part of them. Luckily nothing too major had happened this time, so they had only protested. If an important member had really died or was badly injured, scary revenge and consequences would definitely dawn on the attacker. In the Rocky Canyon in the Duchy of Keyen, there was a cave 300 meters beyond where the 6 magic towers stood. Wizard Ston sat inside the cave next to a simple mana gathering circle. He came out from his meditation state, seeing the intermediate gem supporting the mana gathering circle shattered. Wizard Ston could help but twitch his lips. Meditating using an intermediate gem every day was such a luxury. He would never do it if he had another choice. “Idiot, how could a wizard failed in attacking a castle!” Wizard Ston mumbled to himself in anger as he walked out of the mana gathering circle. It was Wizard Ston who ordered that rank 3 wizard. That rank 3 wizard did not attack the castle to avenge his teacher like how everyone thought. He did it for resources. Since Wizard Ston promised to give him resources, that rank 3 wizard decided to risk his family’s life. That was cold.

Chapter 193 - New Magic Weapon Chapter 193 New Magic Weapon Abel returned to his mansion. His mood had lightened up a little since both of his soul chained soul beasts partners had gotten a new ability, but his desire for revenge did not subside a single bit. Instead, he was a lot more certain about it. “Master, the top quality iron ore you requested is ready. It is now in the storage space!” Said steward Ken as he bowed to Abel. “Lead me to it!” Abel had plans for these irons, so he was a little desperate to see it. “Please follow me!” Steward Ken lead the way, and they arrived at a storage space in the mansion. It was not small storage space, and it was filled with large amounts of iron. Abel stepped up and picked up a piece of iron. Its quality was top-notch, and it was almost better than any other iron ore he had seen before. As a Blacksmith Master, he knew full well that these types of iron ore could only be found in a large scale mine, and they were selected from the best of the best. “Ken, how did you get these iron ores?” And, asked. “Master, after I asked a few close families about iron ores. Both the Harry family in Bakong City and the Benson family gave us some,” steward Ken bowed and replied. “Ken, say thank you to them for me, and make sure you give them every cent they requested,” Abel commanded. He did not want to owe any family a favor because of some iron ores. “Yes, master,” Ken replied. Abel surrounded the mountainous amount of iron ore with his power of the will, and just like that, they were all transferred to his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. Ken was so shocked by what just happened in front of his eyes; he almost jumped. However, he had grown excited afterward. This legend like ability signified that his owner was getting more and more powerful, so their family would also get richer and richer. When Abel returned to the living room, Loraine was already waiting for him. “Brother Abel!” “Loraine, you didn’t go train Lilac today?” Abel said with a smile to Loraine. “I also know you were not in a good mood, brother Abel, so I want to stay with you,” Said Loraine, staring at Abel with its big eyes. “That’s already in the past. The teacher had taken care of it for me,” Abel spoke softly. He didn’t want to explain too much about the scams and conflicts between humans. It. It was better for Loraine to have less association with it. “But there’s nothing I can help you with, brother Abel,” said Loraine. She felt a little useless, so her eyes began to get red. “Loraine, you had helped me a lot. You taught me elves language, help me train a horse, that’s all very impressive.” Said Abel as he stuck out his hand and bushed upon Loraine’s head. “Really?” Said Loraine as she lifted her head, trying to hold back her tears as she looked at Abel. “Of course. It was all because of you, my mood had always been very good at home!” said Able gently with a smile. Dinner time, Loraine returned to her carefree look as she joyfully spoke about all the funny things that happened in the mansion. Heart lifting laughter flew around in the dining room of the mansion. After dinner, Abel returned to his room, but this time he did not bring Black Wind. After he set up the barrier circle, he opened the portal door and entered the Rogue encampment. The Rogue encampment was calmed as always. Its sky was just starting to light up. A fresh morning wind blew at the face of Abel, waking him up immediately. He walked towards the place where the female Blacksmith Charsi’s shop used to stand. The equipment fixed up by Abel was glowing in a dark color. Abel needed to make something special today. He took out a black circular rock with a diameter of 1 meter from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag and put it on the floor. It was the iron meteorite he found in Marshall castle’s secret chamber. “Too bad!” Abel was a little soft-hearted as he placed his hand on the iron meteorite. It’s a pity. This was such a rare treasure. Originally he was planning to turn it into a full body of the toughest armor once his body was fully developed. But now, he had to use it earlier. It would be very hard for a normal fire to melt the iron meteorite, but there was natural fire from the ground here. That’s why Abel was so confident about forging this iron meteorite. In a flick of a finger, a full body of armor made out of ice appeared on Abel’s body. He had increased the toughness of the ‘frozen armor’ around his arms this time. This was also thanks to the ‘soul potion.’ After he realized the ‘Frozen armor’ pattern, he grasped the core of this spell. Therefore, it allowed him to easily manipulate the shape of the ice to protect important areas. Abel placed the black iron meteorite with both of his hands on to the opening of the ground fire. This iron meteorite was too heavy. There was no equipment around here to move such a big and heavy thing. Therefore, Abel had used a defense circle to separate himself from the heat. It was the only way he could put the iron meteorite on to the opening of the ground fire. Although the ‘frozen armor’ was not good for nonphysical impact, it was made out of ice, so it could still withstand heat for a short period of time. The nightmarish flame of the ground fire had turned half of the iron meteorite red in almost no time. Abel stuck his hand in the ground fire again and grabbed half of the meteorite that had turned red. He needed to withdraw it quickly as soon as half of it turned red. If he had waited until the entire thing turned red, maybe the whole meteorite would melt into liquid iron into the ground fire. That was scary. ‘Sssss… ssss..’ the ice on Abel’s armor made contact with the flame, sending steam rushing up above. Just like that, Abel had successfully lifted the thousand-pound iron meteorite up from the ground fire opening. He then put it on his operation bench. Before the iron meteorite had cooled down, Abel had used a chisel. He chopped the half that had turned red into a lot of little pieces. Every single little piece of this iron meteorite was enough to make a weapon. Abel put the other half to the side to cool down. He was only planning to use half of it for testing. First, he wanted to prepare a combined weapon for himself. The ice magic sword he had could no longer match his ability. Since he had better materials, he was ready to make a more suitable big sword for himself. The process of forging was very easy, but this iron meteorite could only be forged into a hundred skills. Abel sensed with his power of the will. This iron meteorite was definitely higher quality than normal iron ore. But there was a limit to how far it could be stretched. It was already 3 times better than the 130 skills iron base he made before. But of course, it was not easy to increase the quality of your material by just a little bit. Abel was all too familiar with forging a big sword. Since the material he used this time was so good, he had a new idea. After the shape of the big sword had been forged, he opened up a small hole on both sides of the sword handle. Yes, Abel was ready to make a double rune big sword. He already picked out which rune he wanted on the big sword. That would be the Tir rune he had just learned. Gain 2 points of mana every time an enemy was killed. He had this idea of applying this rune on a magic sword ever since the first time he saw it. Mana was the most important thing to him in a battle. If every enemy killed could give him 2 points of mana with a single Tel rune, he would be able to gain 4 points of mana if both the Tir runes were drawn successfully. Abel had 270 points of mana, so he only needed to kill 67 enemies to fully replenish his mana storage. This might be a bit of a challenge in the Holy Continent since there were not many enemies to be killed there, but in the Rogue encampment, infernal creatures could be seen everywhere. If a magic sword could unleash its power without physical impact, Abel would really want to turn this magic sword with the Tir rune into a magical cane for a try. The double holed Knight big sword was placed in front of Abel’s eye. Now it was time to etch the rune. Although the Tir rune Abel had learned was specifically altered for making rune signs, he had studied the ‘magical weapon forging guide’ from the dwarfs, giving him rich formulas and fundamental knowledge. Abel had altered runes many times in the past, but most importantly, he had the Akara rune pen. This pen could recognize mistakes in the drawing process and direct him to the right path. Abel dipped the Akara rune pen into the intermediate rune ink he had combined through the Horadric cube last time. Just like that, he had perfectly drawn the Tel rune on both sides of the sword, as well as directing energy into the rune path. Abel was not planning to proceed to the next step in the Rogue encampment, so he took the Knight big sword he had just completed out of the Rogue Encampment.

Chapter 194 - New Super Bomb Chapter 194 New Super Bomb Abel arrived at a spot 1 mile from the encampment. He took out 2 delicate diamonds from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. Of course, only Abel had called these gems delicate diamonds. For wizards, they were known as attribute-less magic gems. He held the Knight big sword in his left hand and jammed the delicate diamonds in the small holes. After it was secured, Abel began to guide it with his power of the will. It was the first time he had used a delicate gem in a magic sword, but he was very confident. With the knowledge of a Blacksmith Master, this meteorite could definitely withstand the force of this delicate gem. But just in case for the worse, Abel still decided to guide this magic sword’s rune with his power of the will in a while. The Rogue encampment was like his home at this point, and he didn’t want it to have any damage. The first side of guiding had completed very quickly. It was almost no challenge at all. In a flash of white light, the Knight’s big sword had transformed into a magic sword. Now, he needed to guide the other side with his power of the will. It was just like the first side. No challenge had got in his way. It flashed in white light again, and just like that, this meteorite magic sword had perfectly formed. Abel threw this magic sword into his Horadric cube and focused on his power of the will. Winner’s big sword (normal) Single-handed damage: 8-20 Sustainability: 50/50 +4 mana every time an enemy is killed. +300% damage to immortal monsters. Out of all the magic sword, Abel had forged, he was the most satisfied with this one’s magical ability and striking power. Due to the 2 delicate diamonds, the perfect etching of the ‘Akara rune pen,’ as well as a top-notched meteorite as the material, this magic sword had reached an extremely high standard of attacking power. The most eye-catching thing to Abel was that it had an attribute of +300% damage to immortal monsters. All the gems he had used in the past were normal gems, so an attribute had never appeared. He always thought that a gem would supply energy to the magic sword once it was installed, so the original attribute of the gem would never appear. It seemed like he was wrong. The most probable explanation would be that those normal gems could no longer have enough energy to ignite its original attribute since it had supplied all it’s energy to the magic sword. However, this magic sword had 2 delicate diamonds as a source of energy. The energy required for runes was the same, so the leftover energy had ignited the ‘damage to immortal monsters’ attribute of the diamond. When Abel was guiding the Tir rune with his power of the will on the big sword, the weak little soul in his mind did not rest as well. It was ready to ignite the tome of town portal in Abel’s chest to escape at any moment if the process of guiding the big sword had gone wrong. Abel felt very gratified in his heart as he stared at the winner’s big sword in his hand. If magic weapons didn’t need to make physical contact with the enemy to unleash its power, Abel would make full body armor and shield out of the Tir rune. Just imagine how much mana he would regain with every enemy killed after that. Abel could help but giggle. But he was only dreaming. He knew the winner’s big sword in his had was already very impressive. Now that he had this big sword, he could unleash even more spells, making his fighting stamina a lot stronger. After Abel returned tot he Blacksmith guild in the Rogue encampment, he picked out another iron ore. He first forged it into a hundred skills, forming a hundred skills iron base. Afterward, he forged a hundred skills iron base into a ball. He opened up a small hole on its surface. It was the best solution Abel could think of after some detailed planning. A ball could more easily distribute the force of an impact. It was the most desirable shape Abel could think of. Afterward, Abel began to draw the fire attack Ral rune on the surface of the ball. It was very hard. If he didn’t have the dark gold ‘Akara rune pen’ to correct him, he would definitely need to practice for a long time, until he could learn how to draw on a ball. However, since he had the ‘Akara rune pen,’ the steps were a lot easier. After the Ral rune was drawn out, he guided the energy through a rune path into the small hole. Abel left the Rogue encampment once again and entered Blood Moor. This time he went even further and stopped 5 miles from the Rogue encampment. He took out a perfect red gem from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. Abel did not know the true value of these perfect red gems before he became a wizard, but now he knew. Especially after reading the ‘Morton observation record,’ he had gained a lot more knowledge on this red gem. A perfect rank gem was a large scale magic circle’s source of energy. Their scarcity was a unique characteristic of the perfect rank. It seemed like all the huge defense circle protecting a city needed a perfect rank gem to support it. Therefore, perfect rank gems would almost never be found among the transactions of wizards. These perfect rank gems could be compared to nuclear energy. Although it was not as powerful, it was a lot more friendly to the environment, and a lot safer. Now, Abel’s job was to turn this extremely safe and stable perfect red gem into an extremely unstable explosive energy. The only purpose of those super exploding big swords he had made in the past was to drag his enemies to hell along with him at his last moment. They didn’t have any actual use in real life. Abel wanted to extend his super exploding big sword’s time of explosion for more than 3 seconds, through the use of better higher quality material and charging its composition. If he could really increase it for more than 3 seconds, then he could actually use it. Abel took a deep breath, focused all his power of the will in one spot. He placed the perfect magic gem in the small hole with a steady hand. During the process, the montage of some TV science program from his past life about installing nuclear energy flashed in front of his eyes. He felt nervous, just like that. The most important step was about to take place. Abel began to get serious; his power of the will was ready to guide and ignite the rune. The energy within the perfect red gem rushed towards his power of the will like a hurricane of fire. He carefully controlled his power of the will, firmly trying to control this uncontrollable energy. 2 seconds before the power of the will guiding and ignite was complete, the weak little soul had ignited a scroll of town portal in Abel’s chest. A portal door appeared in front of him. The ball had been ignited, but at the same time, Abel’s elite knight instinct had sent out an immensely strong alert. It was the strongest alert he had ever felt. Without even thinking, he dashed out his body and ran straight towards the portal door. His body disappeared on the spot just like that. Golden combat qi surrounded his entire body, so he wasn’t affected by vertigo brought on by teleportation. He could still count steadily in his mouth “1.. 2.. 3..” The moment he counted to 3, the portal door disappeared. When he counted to 6, an earth-shaking bang occurred. He felt the ground shaking. A smirk came emerged from Abel’s face. He had increased the time of the explosion to 6 seconds. It was twice as long as before. Although it was not the most desirable time, it was still enough for him to make use out of it. Abel wanted to see the result of the explosion, so he ran out of the Rogue encampment once again. It didn’t take much time for him to run 5 miles. Abel was deeply shocked when he arrived at the point of explosion. The perfect red gem had unleashed all its energy in an instant, giving birth to a 10 meters deep hole outside of the Rogue Encampment. This explosion had only occurred in an open field, so Abel didn’t even want to imagine what atrocity it would bring if it had occurred in a closed environment. But Abel was going to use this on his enemies anyway, so he couldn’t care less. He then gave up on investigating the result and began to search around for the scattered pieces. Since Abel had used the shape of a ball, the explosion had covered a large area. However, the main impact was still coming from the shock waves of the explosion. The damage caused by the scattered pieces were almost nothing compared to the damage caused by the shock wave. There were way too little scattered pieces. It was definitely not enough to kill all his enemies from all directions. If he really wanted to kill his enemies this way, he would need to add a big metal cover around the ball. The Horadric cube and his personal storage space had the ability to freeze time. Therefore, this metal cover for his ball-shaped exploding device could be applied through this power of the will afterward.

Chapter 195 - Exchange Credits Chapter 195 Exchange Credits The next task was to create enough ball shape exploding devices. Abel decided to call these things super exploding balls. Abel threw out another one of them and hurried into the portal. Another huge explosion had occurred, but this time Abel did not go and take a look at the result. His main task right now was to make super exploding balls to fill up his just emptied out personal storage space with it. Abel carefully put the other half of the meteorite he had not used away. He was very hurt by the fact that he was turning these top quality materials into single-use exploding devices. But still, it’s power was undeniable, so Abel believed it was worth the sacrifice. These delicate super exploding balls did not take much much space in his personal storage space. It only took up 1 slot, and there were 48 slots. Abel decided to divide the half of his meteorite into 12 pieces. In the following 9 days, Abel had dedicated all his non-meditating time into making these super exploding balls. He had almost used up all the perfect red gems he had. Although these perfect red gems were considered as a rare treasure to other wizards, to Abel, they were just normal low ranking gems. As long as he had the Horadric cube, he could have as much of these perfect red gems as he wanted. Seeing his personal storage pace filled with super exploding balls, and his Kong Kong spirit portal bag filled with the super exploding ball’s metal cover, Abel dragged his exhausted body back to his mansion in Triumph boulevard. The moment he exited his door, he saw his loyal steward Ken. Ken was very familiar with Abel’s daily routine. So he would be standing in front of Abel’s door around this time every day, just in case Abel needed something. This was a must for a professional steward. “Ken, help me gather some gems. They don’t need to be too good. Cheap ones are ok, just help me gather a bunch. I have a use for them.” Abel requested. “Yes, Master,” just like before, Ken did not ask why. He only bowed and said yes. “You should organize a trustworthy person to help you take care of the business in Bakong City. You just have to make sure he does his work correctly. There might be a chance you need to return to Harvest city, and things here can still be run smoothly,” Abel thought, his next experiment might disturb the people here, so o it was better to give Ken a head up. “Yes, Master!” although a puzzled look emerged from Ken’s eyes, he still only bowed and said yes. “Ken, just remember, you are a member of the Harry family. I have a reason for my plans, even if I didn’t tell you about it.” Abel explained to Ken in a somewhat uncomfortable manner. “Yes, Master!” Ken replied, but there were many more emotions in his voice this time. Abel went to have breakfast with Loraine like nothing had happened. Other than the usual chat and laughs, Abel asked Loraine to pack up her stuff. Although Abel did not say the reason, Loraine knew that it was not her business to question it. Abel had gotten used to riding Black Wind to the Magic tower these days. Its speed was so fast and convenient as well. If Black Wind was staying outside the magic tower or secured inside the magic tower, it should be fine. Today Abel had left Black Wind outside of the magic tower. After Abel said goodbye to Black Wind, it leaned against the wall of the magic tower. It closed its eyes and fell directly to sleep. When Abel entered the magic tower, he did not return to his 9th floor. Instead, he went in front of the teleportation circle, took out his identity card, and placed it on top of the defense circle. A little door opened from the defense circle. After Abel stepped in, the little door disappeared. Then, Abel took out his 3 leafs wizard badge and placed it on top of a small gap in the corner of the teleportation circle. Some missions appeared on the wall of the teleportation circle. Abel did not care about the missions. He directly shifted his power of the will towards the credit exchange. The image on the wall immediately changed; all kinds of merchandise began to appear. He already knew what he wanted to pick before he came here. It was the ‘constitution potion.’ Although the last time Abel used the master’s ‘constitution potion,’ all its effects were used to repair the damage in his body, his constitution still increased by 0.1. Now, he had a constitution of 8.15. ‘Constitution potion’ could be used multiple times for a role, and still had the same effect. If one bottle of master’s ‘constitution potion’ could increase his constitution by 0.1, Abel would already be very satisfied. But since he was in a life and death situation the last time he used the master’s ‘constitution potion,’ this time should increase even more as his body had healed up. As his constitution increase, his life force, defense, and stamina would also increase. So, his chance of survival would increase once his constitution got stronger. If Abel had messed up what he was about to do, it would definitely break him up badly. Therefore, the first thing that came to his mind when he got the 1500 credit points from Wizard Morton was to exchange it with these’ constitution potions.’ Originally he was planning to do this sometime in the future, but after he witnessed the power of the super exploding ball, the first thing he did was come back to the magic tower to exchange some ‘constitution potion.’ After he selected the ‘constitution potion,’ he entered 1485 bottles with his power of the will. This had almost used all his credit points. He only had 22 credits left in his wizard badge now. After Abel had confirmed the transaction, a flash of white light appeared in the teleportation circle. 15 boxes had appeared out of thin air. These boxes were made out of Lalu wood, which was completely black. These hundred years old Lalu wood was the best material to preserve potions. The Wizard Union were not stingy at all. They had gave Abel a box made of Lalu wood with every 100 bottles of ‘constitution potion.’ Every one of these boxes cost more than thousands of gold coins, and they were so high in demand that you could rarely even find it on the market. After Abel had counted the ‘constitution potion,’ he put all the boxes into his portal bag. One portal bag was not enough, so he had to use his space finger joint as well. In the magic tower, Abel would not dare to use the Kong Kong spirit portal bag in his Horadric cube. A secret is a call a secret for a reason. He could not let anyone know, so he didn’t even think about it. Abel closed the teleportation circle, put away his wizard badge, and used his identity card to exit the defense circle. “Teacher, do you have some free time?” Abel ignited his identity card and connected with Wizard Morton. “Yes Abel, I’m free. You can come up,” The voice of Wizard Morton emerged from the identity card. Abel quickly walked up to the 11th floor. He went through the teleportation circle by the door, and arrived at the Wizard Morton’s room. At the time, Wizard Morton was already waiting for him. “Teacher, I want to take a leave for a few days,” said Abel as he bowed. “Abel, no matter what you do, just put safety first!” Said Wizard Morton with a calm expression. “Don’t worry, teacher. I will be back in a few days!” Said Abel. He sounded very sincere yet very confident about what he was going to do. “Just make sure you come back quickly if you run into any trouble!” and in a flick of his hand, Wizard Morton sent Abel out of the 11th floor. “These are your young and wild days. I was once like that as well, just let me take of it when a mistake is made,” Wizard Morton mumbled to himself, as he recalled his past after Abel left. Wizard Morton knew a little about what Abel was thinking. Although it was easy to stop Abel, being a wizard was unlike other occupations. For knights, they would only be disturbed by the disorder in their power of the will during their ranking up process of becoming a head commander. Therefore, this brought about the saying, every head commander needed a meditation jade. Wizards had always been training their power of the will. If Wizard Morton continuously tried to stop Abel and not letting him do what he wanted to, it would plan a seed of disorder in his power of the will. Once he hit a crucial rank, this seed of disorder in his power of the will would lash out. Wizard Morton knew Abel’s abilities very well. He believed Abel would never do something so wrong that even himself could not fix the result. With Wizard Morton’s status in the Wizard Union, he could make peace with the situation if Abel had killed some low ranking wizards or even an official wizard. Wizard Morton was right about this, but he never thought that he would underestimate the ability of Abel. This little 14-year-old Blacksmith Master and rank 3 novice wizard could lash out a scary amount of power, and he was about to unleash all of them in one place. This amount of power was so scary; it could sound through the entire world of wizardry.

Chapter 196 - Power Increased Once Again Chapter 196 Power Increased Once Again There was a forest around 200 miles from the magic tower in Bakong city. In the midst of that forest stood a barrier circle, separating the stuff from the rest of the world. Abel took out everything from his portal bag, his personal storage box, Kong Kong spirit portal bag, Akara tent, and the Tome of Town portal Abel’s main task right now was to combine. He needed to combine all 485 of the normal ‘constitution potion’ he had into Master’s ‘constitution potion’. Every 3 bottles could be combined into a higher rank one. Just like that, he spent half a day sitting on the floor, putting the ‘constitution potion’ in his Horadric cube. He put it in, take it out, repeat, and repeat relentlessly. The fundamental ingredients for ‘constitution potion’ were not hard to find, but the higher the rank, the rarer it would be. Even those one rank above normal, greater ‘constitution potion’ were very hard to find in the market. That was not because ‘constitution potion’ were hard to make. It was because it was very hard to find a higher quality version of some ingredients that made up the potion. For example, salt rock grass was an ingredient that made up the ‘constitution potion’. They were very commonly used in medicine and could grow in a wide range of places. However, there were only 2 ways if you wanted to make a greater ‘constitution potion’ out of it. The first way was by pure luck, through an intermediate potion maker’s flash of realization. The second way was through the hands of an elite potion maker but would require a 10 years old salt rock grass, and normally they would dry up after 2 years. To find a 10 years old salt rock grass was 100 times harder than finding a four-leaf clover. On top of that, there were also a few fundamental ingredients that were very hard to find. All of those circumstances above was only describing the greater ‘constitution potion’, those greatest ‘constitution potion’ were even harder to obtain. All ‘constitution potions’ were made specifically for wizards, to repair the damage they caused in their constitution through their training. Therefore no matter how high rank their ‘constitution potion’ were, their purpose would still the same. Therefore, even if a wizard had been taking greater ‘constitution potion’ for years, there would not be much difference if they were taking the greatest ‘constitution potion’. The legendary master’s ‘constitution potion’ was the most desirable ‘constitution potion’. Even Masters did not believe they existed in this world. If you were lucky enough to find all the ingredients required, you would still need a Master potion maker to formulate them while being in a flash of realization state. All potions were like that. A master’s rank signified the most desirable state of the potion. Even if a grandmaster was going to make one, they would still need to gather all the rare ingredients. That’s why high ranking potions were so hard to find. Every single potion maker of this world would definitely doubt their lives if they were to stand next to Abel. The floor was filled with master’s ‘constitution potion,’ shining in dark gold. As Abel kept combining, their amount on the floor kept increasing In the end, Abel joyfully stared at the 55 bottles of master’s ‘construction potion’ on the floor. They were all shining in dark gold, illuminating the surrounding in a hint of mystery. Abel shoved everything on the floor in his Horadric cube and took out his attribute sign. He placed his hand on top of it, and a beam of white light appeared. It reflected Abel’s current attributes. Power: 17.12 Speed: 4.50 Constitution: 8.15 Will: 27.34 Mana: 27 His will had already reached 27 points. If he did not give the 5 bottles of ‘soul potion’ to Black Wind and White Cloud, Abel’s will would definitely break 30 points. But Abel did not regret the decision. Both White Cloud’s invisible ability and Black Wind’s move in a flash were extraordinary abilities. He did not waste those ‘soul potions.’ His partner’s increase in power was like his own increase in power. Abel picked up a bottle of dark gold ‘constitution potion’ from the floor, tilted back his head, and drank it down. A heatwave began to swim through his body. It was not like the first time he drank a master’s’ constitution potion’. At that time, he was badly injured, so the master’s ‘constitution potion’ had used up all its power to repair Abel’s body, and did not have any more potential to further strengthen it. Now, the master’s ‘constitution potion’ had spread into every corner of Abel’s body. He felt every single one of his organs getting stronger. The effects had faded after around half an hour, and Abel had clearly felt his body getting stronger. Both elite knights and wizards needed to be very familiar with their bodies. Since Abel held both of these occupations, he needed to be a lot more than both normal wizards and knights. Since his body’s constitution had increased, it seemed like his power had also increased. He took out his attribute card to have a check. He was right. His constitution had increased from 8.15 – 8.35. Since he was not injured, his body had fully absorbed all the benefits of the master’s ‘constitution potion’. One bottle could increase his constitution by 0.2 points. His power had swelled up from 17.12 to 17.22, which was a 0.1 point increase. This increase was only caused naturally by his body getting more powerful. If Abel had doubled down on his training, this increase would continue to speed up, until he maximized his body’s constitution. A unique characteristic of a Master’s rank potion was that they did not have a time limit. They could be used continuously, without needing to worry about side effects. Although Abel didn’t know his body’s limit, these ‘constitution potion’ would still have an effect on him until he reaches it. Therefore, Abel did not stop as he poured another bottle into his mouth. His body’s response excited him. It proved that a master’s ‘constitution potion’ could really be used multiple times and still preserve its power. Abel did not rest for half a day. Other than entering into the Rogue encampment for meditation, he spent all his time drinking those master’s ‘constitution potion’. Abel had just drunk up his 35th bottle out of the 55 bottles of master’s ‘constitution potion’. Originally his body only had the constitution of 8.35, and now it had swelled up to 15.00. However, he had hit his limit. The 35th bottle was basically a waste. Only 20 bottles of master’s ‘constitution potion’ were left. Abel’s constitution had never increased this fast before. Its effects were so dramatic, and it was like Abel had gained an entirely new body. The most obvious was his skin. Although it didn’t look too different from the surface, he could clearly felt that his skin was a lot more sensitive to pressure when he lightly flicked his finger at it. However, at the same time, rebound force made him felt he was striking the skin of a bull, so tough yet so elastic. It was like his skin had become a layer of leather armor on him, so it should limit the damage of those normal attacks to the max. His muscles had also changed. Due to years of knight training, Abel’s muscles had turned in to one of those strong and hard muscles. Although they were still as strong now, they had also become a lot softer and more elastic. The change in muscles had directly impacted his attribute of power. That’s why his power had swelled up from the original 17.12 to 20.62. This increase in power was like getting water from a pipe; it was different from power increase explosion. Power increase explosion still needed a certain amount of time to practice and adapt until the person could control the newly gained power. However, these easily gained power was like natural growth if a body. They were just as easy to control as if you’ve been training with this strength for years. Abel clenched his fist in mid-air and felt his own power. He could be certain that his strength had now reached 5000 pounds. Elite knights could use impose pressure, but there haven’t fully matured impose pressure was decided into 2 components. One was the power held within the body; another was the power of the will. Therefore, an elite knight or above could unleash a will force that combined the pressure caused by their body’s power and their power of the will. Abel’s current impose pressure had also increased since his power had increased. Impose pressure was a type of pressure. It was targeted towards lower rank enemies. As long as you use the impose pressure, your opponent would know your status, most of the time, they would not want to mess around with you. If their rank was too low, they might even drop dead on the spot. For example, there was an elite knight mistakenly unleashed his impose pressure towards normal people in a black market. Due to their differences in rank, it led to a large scale of people being badly injured. The impose pressure of that elite knight was too strong. If Abel had done the same to normal people, it would definitely be a nightmarish disaster. By this point, Abel felt like he was short of resources. Although the benefit of these master’s ‘constitution potion’ was very obvious since it had increased his attribute by a lot, it was still hard for him to obtain them. He could not be this lucky every time and survive in a battle with an official wizard. Especially after he had fought with an intermediate deity, he realized just how big of a gap was between his ability and their ability.

Chapter 197 - Let The Revenge Begin Chapter 197 Let The Revenge Begin Abel put away his barrier circle and began to summon White Cloud through the soul chain. Suddenly, a huge sound of wind blowing came from the sky and stopped after a quick moment. At first, Abel did not see a single thing, but then White Cloud appeared by his side, intentionally making it’s “Goo Goo” sound. Abel could see that White Cloud had gotten a lot more intelligent. It was now a lot more like a child than a machine developed by the orcs. Although it could still exchange emotions with Abel in the past, it had never expressed a sense of ego. Abel was very happy for White Cloud because of this. He rarely had any real friends due to his secrets and high status, so he didn’t want slaves that did whatever he said. Not to mention friends that Abel could have deep conversations with, there was almost none. Therefore through the soul chain, White Cloud and Black Wind had become his best friend and partner. White Cloud’s increase in intelligence could add some new color to his life, as well as making White Cloud in the sky. “Black Wind!” Abel called. With a jump, he had already landed on the seat on the back of White Cloud’s neck. He no longer needed a seat belt with his current riding skills. In a flash of light, Black Wind had also appeared on the back of White Cloud. It seemed like Black Wind was also obsessed with its new ability. “Black Wind, preserve your ability today. I need you to be in your best condition when helping me!” Abel turned around and said to Black Wind through the soul chain. Although Black Wind’s new ability was very powerful, it could only be used 2 times before it needs an hour of rest. Therefore, Black Wind’s ability should only be used in the most crucial moments. “White Cloud, let’s go!” Said Abel as he lightly padded white cloud’s feather. Then, he sent a map of the Duchy of Keyen with markings on it to White Cloud through the soul chain. White Cloud’s massive wings began to flock and lifted itself off the floor. As it continued to flock faster, they sped towards the sky. In almost no time, they had reached the clouds, and the flight had stabilized. It seemed like White Cloud had gotten a lot faster after the increase, each flock was clearly getting more powerful. As Abel was sitting on White Cloud’s neck, the massive Wind blew towards him so hard, and he could not even open his eyes. Just when he was about to take out his flying goggles, a strange protective layer began to surround White Cloud. This was White Cloud’s new ability after the increase. From what Abel could see so far, it at least had the ability to become invisible and protect against the wind. They spent a large half of the day flying, from Duchy of Carmel, passing through the Duchy of Koror. In the end, they arrived at the Duchy of Keyen. Abel ordered White Cloud to fly towards the Rocky Canyon according to the marking on the map. It was around 100 miles from the Wizard Union branched headquarters. The Rocky Canyon’s terrain seemed very dangerous, Abel could see the 6 magic towers from afar. They were standing on a giant rock peeking out from a cliff of the valley, like the beak of an eagle. This place was the pride of the Duchy of Keyen. The giant rock that looked like the beak an eagle was what attracted the wizards to build their magic towers here at first sight. They thought it signified the Duchy of Keyen’s rise in power. A rock of this size was very rare, and it looked like a giant guarding over the Duchy of Keyen. On top of that, the eagle beak looking peak gave the place a unique character. Therefore as time passed, more and more magic tower was built here. It was right; the Duchy of Keyen really was slowly getting on the path to becoming a powerful Duchy. Abel’s gaze fixed on the 6 magic tower down below. The 12 stories one was most likely belong to dark wizard Ston. Although Ston had already been labeled as a dark wizard by the Wizard Union, his magic tower would still be preserved as long as he was still alive. That 11th story magic tower most likely belonged to the only intermediate wizard left in the Duchy of Keyen. That magic tower was Abel’s exact target. Abel was thinking about how he should destroy this magic tower. When he was observing the terrain from a birds-eye view, he suddenly had a brave idea. At first, Abel was planning to sneak next to the magic tower, put down his super bomb, escape along the edge of the valley with the speed of Black Wind, and at the end, fly away with the wings of White Cloud. However, if Abel had been spotted by the intermediate wizard during any of these steps, he would be very hard to escape. This was the main reason he had increased his constitution for so much. He should be fine as long as he could survive 1 or 2 attacks from the intermediate wizard and successfully fly away with White Cloud. But now, Abel had changed his plan. An even grander plan appeared in his mind. As long as he could succeed, the Duchy of Keyen’s power would decrease dramatically. After that, the Duchy of Keyen would get what they deserve for what they had done to both Abel and Wizard Yveline. The 6 magic towers had been specifically placed to form the shape of a 6 corner star. If these 6 magic towers were working probably, they would form a giant magic circle surveilling the surrounding. This included the sky, ground, and underground. But since the main 12 story magic tower was not generating any energy, this magic circle was useless. This gave Abel a chance to get close to the magic towers. He should be fine in places 1 mile from the magic towers. All kinds of plants were slowly growing upwards along the mud of the giant rock. This gave Abel a cover as he rode Black Wind towards the direction of the cliff. He had already gained a good idea of the terrain when he was flying up above, so Abel found his first spot around 1 mile from the magic towers on the cliff. First, he needed to set up a barrier circle. The mana wave produced by a barrier circle was extremely small, so it should attract the attention of the magic tower. Actually, since one of the magic towers was not in operation these days, the surveillance circle of the magic towers was not open at all. If they wanted to change up the circle, they needed the help of the Wizard Union, and that would take up a lot of time as well. After the barrier circle was set up, Abel took out the sword of victory. He began to dig, and all the soil was thrown into his portal bag. When the tip of the blade made contact with something hard, he knew he had reached the rock. However, he did not stop. Instead, he heated up the surface of the rock with a fire rune sign. Afterward, he quickly cooled it down with an ice rune sign. The surface of the rock began to crack, so he immediately surrendered his sword of victory with his golden combat qi and continued to dig. The sword of victory was a lot sharper than normal swords. On top of that, with the help of combat qi and the rune signs, his digging speed was not unbearable. Both rune signs and magic swords were extremely expensive, but now Abel was using it to dig dirt. Bit by bit, Abel continued to dig down. After 5 hours, he successfully dug a 10 meters hole on the surface of the rock. The last bit of the hole was very small. It was specifically designed to fit a super exploding ball. Abel put away the barrier circle. He then set it up again in a spot around 100 meters from his original spot. Then, he started to dig again. Midnight had arrived. Abel had dug 4 deep holes under the core of the eagle beak looking giant rock, and each spread out around 100 meters. Every hole was dug in secret, and they were very hard to spot for wizards. There was a main road for the wizards to enter the front gate of the magic towers, so they would rarely go into the bush. Early the next morning, when the just had just came up, Abel had shook up Black Wind and told White Cloud to get ready through the soul chain. Abel sat on the back of Black Wind holding his magic cane. This magic cane was the one with the ‘spirit transfer’ ability. “Black Wind, full speed!” Abel shouted. He focused with all his will. At this moment, everything seemed to have slowed down. How fast was Black Wind? After undergoing 2 rank increase, people could only see a flicker of a black shadow if Black Wind was running at full speed in front of them. When he was10 meters from the first hole, Abel took out 2 super exploding balls from his personal storage box. At the same time, he took out the metal guards from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag to block out the hole. These 2 actions almost happened simultaneously. The weak little soul was responsible for taking the super exploding ball out of the personal storage box and taking the metal guards from the Kong Kong spirit portal bag. Therefore, all the main soul had to do was to use it. ‘Spirit transfer’ to place the super exploding balls at the bottom of the hole and block it out with the metal guard. The 2 souls work with each other very well. Just like that, they perfectly fine filled up the first hole on the intense stride of Black Wind.

Chapter 198 - Earth Shaking Chapter 198 Earth Shaking Abel’s will was 27, so his power of the will could reach a distance of 27 meters. Abel began to set up when he was 10 meters of the hole. He took out the super exploding ball, then use the ‘spirit transfer to take out the metal ball, and lastly, use the ‘spirit transfer’ again to block out the hole with it. Under Black Wind’s intense speed, Abel had completed all of these steps around 17 meters beyond the hole. Black Wind was too fast, Abel didn’t even have time to rest. In almost no time, he was already 27 meters from the next hole. It was time to set up again. As Black Wind was running, Abel counted in his heart “6..5..4..” “Black Wind, move in a flash!” Abel shouted. With the shout of Abel, Black Wind disappeared into the spot and appeared in front of the 3rd hole. Abel had almost set up the super exploding ball and the metal guard at the same time. His gaze fixed at the last hole. By that point, he had counted to 3 in his heart. It seemed like Black Wind had sensed some danger, so it increased it’s speed once again. When Abel had counted to 1, Black Wind arrived at a spot 27 meters from the last hole in a ‘move in a flash.’ Abel felt like he was dancing with the devil. The time was almost up. The explosion could occur any time, and he still had a few hundred meters until he could reach the edge of the cliff he had originally planned. Black Wind felt the mood of its owner through the soul chain. In a vicious long bowl, it disappeared with its shadow and simultaneously appeared on the edge of the cliff. However, it did not stop, and it executed it’s third ‘move in a flash’ and disappeared from the edge of the cliff. Afterward, he appeared in mid-air a few hundred meters out. As Black Wind had forcefully overuse its spell, Abel felt it’s body getting soft in mid-air. Luckily, the hiding White Cloud arrived just on time. It caught Abel and Black Wind with its back and directly flew away. As it escalated in the sky, it became invisible once again. It was at this exact moment that an earth-shaking bang came from the ground. Even when Abel was in the sky, he was still struck dizzy by the shockwave of the explosion. If White Cloud did not have its protective shield on, Abel would definitely be knocked unconscious by this shock wave. Abel couldn’t help but turn his head and look down. The eagle beak looking peak had been blown into a smog of dust. The second explosion closely followed. The dust expands, blowing out dirt and rocks towards all directions. Soon, the 3rd explosion occurred, then the 4th explosion. By this point, the low ranking wizards surrounding the magic towers had realized what had happened. They did not know where to run, so all they did was screamed in paranoia. Most of those low ranking wizards were struck by rocks flying out from a far the moment they opened their mouth to scream. Only a small amount of them was lucky enough to survive. The first thing the wizards in the magic towers did at this moment were igniting the defense circle. The 5 magic towers began to flash in white light. The scattered rocks and dirt struck harshly upon the white shield surrounding the magic towers, sending it into an intense vibration. It was the best defense those wizards could give nevertheless. Other than the 2 lowest ranking magic tower getting a little damaged, the other few were perfectly fine. The 12 stories magic tower took the most damage. Since it’s defense circle was not ignited, it had to take up all of the impacts directly. A large area of its surface was damaged. A low ranking wizard had just luckily escaped the explosion. As he was still paranoid about the whole thing, he stepped into the white light of the magic towers by mistake Afterward, he was burnt to complete black by the electric arcs. By that point, the entire eagle beak looking peak began to tilt. There was no more hope for the low ranking wizards. The whole thing had happened too out of a sudden. Wizards were in absolute shock. They screamed as they flashed out from the magic tower. The entire world seemed to be tipping over. The eagle’s beak looking peak began to tilt faster and faster. Soon, it was tumbling down. The 5 magic towers shining in white light were falling in mid-air. Just like a toy, they were relentlessly struck by scattered pieces. In the end, the magic tower’s shield of white light had faded. The magic towers had fallen apart. Wizard Bernal had witnessed the whole thing take place very clearly. He had fought his entire life that 11 stories magic tower within those magic towers. All of his heart and possessions were stored there. But nothing mattered at this point as Wizard Bernal frantically trying to find a spot to land his feet in mid-air. He kept unleashing the ‘move in a flash’, hoping it could save his life. By this point, it had almost exceeded the limit he normally used the spell. He left the tumbling down eagle beak looking peak, constantly changing the things he was stepping on. But every human would feel helpless against the powerful force of nature. As the eagle beak looking beak started to flip over, everything on top of it could no longer be stood on. Instead, they had become striking weapons. A large amount of dust and rocks were flying out. Wizard Bernal could no longer see anything in front of him. As he had just unleashed his power of the will, a sharp metal pole was flying straight at him. His body completely penetrated. He looked back, the tip of the metal pole poking out of back seemed oddly familiar. He recognized it was the metal pole of his own magic tower. Back in the days, when he was still young and ambitious, he had put this metal pole on top of his magic tower with his own hands. Normally, these physical impacts couldn’t do anything to Wizard Bernal. However, at the time, the defense on his body was struck by so many rocks from all directions; it had faded away. On top of that, his sight was completely blocked out by the dust. as a From the sky, Abel saw this intermediate wizard trying his best to escape through the ‘move in a flash’, but this wizard still failed at the end. As Wizard Bernal fell from mid-air, a giant bird and a young wizard seemed to appear in front of his eyes. That young wizard looked directly at him. At this point, he knew the reason for this attack, and who the attacker was. “White Cloud, get invisible. We’ll go back!” Abel sighed. White Cloud disappeared from the sky. Abel had just shown his respect for the intermediate wizard. He let him know who his killer was before he died. Back in the Wizard Union headquarter in Duchy of Keyen, Wizard Johnson was just taking care of some business as he sat in his office. Suddenly, he heard a few explosions in a roll. He frowned his eyebrows, “Which wizards are fighting again?” “Mr., Mr. Sors wants you to come out!” A few minutes after the explosion had stopped, a wizard follower came in and reported. Wizard Sors was another intermediate wizard in here. He was the head of the Wizard Union’s branch headquarter in the Duchy of Keyen. Wizard Johnson disappeared on the spot. After a few flashes of light, he reappeared in the office off Wizard Sors. “Johnson, you came just in time. I just realized that I could no longer connect with any of the magic towers in the Duchy of Keyen, and I can not detect any of their teleportation circle ether,” Said Wizard Sors in a dreadful tone. “Does it have to do with the explosions just then?” Wizard Johnson asked suspiciously. Although the Duchy of Keyen had lost an intermediate wizard, their power was still above average compared to the surrounding duchies. Who would have the guts to attack their magic towers? All wizards would rather do anything than attacking a magic tower. As long as the magic tower had resources, it would be very hard to destroy. The attacking power of a magic tower was normally rank higher than its owner, and the defense depended on how many magic circles were set. If you did not have the ability of an intermediate wizard, don’t even think about attacking a beginner wizard’s magic tower. You would definitely fail. If you want to break the defense of an intermediate magic tower, you would at least need to have the ability of an elite wizard. Elite wizards would rarely appear in these low ranking Duchies. The reason was simply that not many wizards would open their teleportation circle for elite wizards. Normally an elite wizard would only travel using those teleportation circle in the Wizard Union, or the ones that their friends had. “Johnson, I want you to come with me to have a look.” Said Wizard Sors in a serious tone. By this point, Wizard Johnson realized why Wizard Sors had invited him to come along. If a wizard could destroy an intermediate magic tower, it would be too dangerous for an intermediate wizard to go take a look alone. “Ok, let’s go take a look!” Both Wizard Sors or Wizard Johnson would never have guessed it was a rank 3 novice wizard who had attacked the magic towers in the Duchy of Keyen. Not only that, but he had done so successfully.

Chapter 199 - Killer As A Scapegoat Chapter 199 Killer As A Scapegoat After 2 days, the Duchy of Keyen’s tragedy had shocked the entire human world. Almost all the wizards in the Duchy of Keyen had been whipped out in that event, and all the resources they controlled had been taken away by the surrounding duchies like crazy. The most powerful wizard in the Duchy of Keyen now was a rank 5 novice wizard. He was out on a mission at the time, so he had luckily escaped the disaster. Within a Wizard Union’s mansion In the Kingdom of St. Ellis, a middle aged wizard wearing a luxury robe was playing with a magic cane in his hand. After years of playing with it, the surface of this magic cane was almost completely smooth. “Speak up Johnson, what did you find?” “Mr. Edmond, I searched every wizard who had tension with the Duchy of Keyen. The investigation system of the Wizard Union is also trying it’s best to search. For now, we didn’t find anything.” Wizard Johnson said in a respectful tone. Only an elite could be called a “Mr.” by Wizard Johnson. Mr. Edmond was exactly a rank 16 wizard, as well as an important elite in the Kingdom of St. Ellis’s Wizard Union. The Kingdom of St. Ellis’s Wizard Union was in charge of every wizard within the Kingdom of St. Ellis and the other 7 connected Duchies. The Duchy of Keyen took a big hit this time, and it had actually badly impacted the Wizard Union as well. Other than the 2 intermediate magic towers, all the low ranking towers had borrowed funds from the Wizard Union to build it. Originally this would be a win-win transaction. But now the magic towers were gone, and the wizards with loans were dead. Therefore, a huge debt appeared right in front of the elites of the Wizard Union’s face. Of course, the Wizard Union would not let this slide that easily. They needed the Duchy of Keyen to clear this debt until the end of time. However, looking at how things were turning out, the Duchy of Keyen might not be able to exist for long unless they found a few intermediate wizards to support them. “Who was the last Wizard that had conflicts with the wizards from the Duchy of Keyen?” Asked Wizard Edmond, lighting tapping his magic cane on the table. “Wizard Morton!” Said Wizard Johnson after a bit of hesitation. “Oh, that’s the old man’s disciple. Never mind then. The old man had been shutting himself up lately if he found out that we messed with his disciple once he comes out. That would be hilarious, hehe!” Wizard shook his magic cane a little and proceeded to say, “If you any of you wanna offend him, then go for it.” “Mr!” Suddenly, a young wizard from the investigation department stepped up and said with a bow. “What happened?” said Wizard Edmond as he glanced at the young wizard. “Mr, the investigation department had its result.” Said the young wizard as he handed Wizard Edmond a lambskin parchment. After Wizard Edmond took the parchment and gave it a good read, he exclaimed: “ah, what a fascinating kid!” Afterward, he handed the parchment in his hand to Wizard Johnson. The moment when Wizard Johnson’s made contact with it, he couldn’t help but blurt out, “This is Abel’s information!” “You know this Abel?” Wizard Edmond asked while looking at Wizard Johnson. “Yes, Mr. he is Wizard Morton’s disciple. I saw him once.” Wizard Johnson replied. “Tell us about the investigation you’ve got!” Said Wizard Edmond, effortlessly pointed at the young wizard from the investigation department with his magic cane. “Mr, according to the report, Abel is good at forging. He is a Blacksmith Master. Looking at the way he grew up, Abel is basically a super genius. He is skilled at both Knight training and wizardry. A few explosions had been recorded near where he lived, and those who had died were all his enemies. Through speculations, it seems like he had got a hold of some explosive attacking method. Although no one had ever seen him using this method, he can speculate from all the traces. Before the event, a low ranking wizard from the Duchy of Keyen had attacked his family’s castle, so our investigation department believes this was the reason he had attacked the Duchy of Keyen’s magic towers,” The young Wizard explained. “Speculate? Are you saying the investigation department had speculated with the evidence that a rank 3 wizard, who is also a Blacksmith Master, demolished out 6 magic towers, and 5 official wizards including an intermediate wizard?” Said Wizard Johnson in a somewhat irritated tone. “Mr. Johnson, the latest news had stated that this Wizard Abel had left his magic tower 3 days before the event had taken place, and no one knows where he went,” Said this young Wizard forcefully. “Abel had got from the Duchy of Carmel to the Duchy of Keyen in 3 days. What method did he use? Teleportation circle?” Wizard Johnson asked again. “We do not have any record of a Wizard Abel using a teleportation circle. But according to the report, he has a mature mount wolf. If it was running at full speed, this distance was not impossible.” Said the young Wizard. “A mount wolf is such an eye-catching thing. A powerful investigation department like you guys must have seen it along the way,” Said Wizard Johnson in a sarcastic tone. Wizard Johnson realized what was going on at this point. The investigation department was desperately trying to find a scapegoat. Such a huge event had taken place, so someone had to take responsibility. If they had really found the person who committed the act, they would be able to prosecute him in one sentence. Now, they just needed to find a reasonable scapegoat. “Mr. Johnson, he might have some other methods,” The young Wizard could no longer explain. “Mr., there’s not any clear evidence to support this. We can not just blame it on a Blacksmith Master. If we do, I’m afraid we can not give the Blacksmith Union a good explanation!” Wizard Johnson turned back to Wizard Edmond and said with a bow. “What are they going to do about it? We say it’s him, and it’s him. Since when did our Wizard Union start to look at evidence anyway,” A wizard wearing a red magic robe stepped in and called. “Mr. Cliff!” Wizard Johnson and that young Wizard quickly bowed. “Cliff, you are trying to blame it on the old man’s disciple’s disciple. Be careful, the old man might not give you a good time,” Said Wizard Edmond as he stopped twirling around his magic cane. “Let’s see if the old man can even make it out of his locked room alive. Does he want to rank up? That doesn’t seem possible. This Abel is not bad. His status is not too high and not too low. Perfect to take the blame,” Said Wizard Cliff with a cold laugh like he didn’t care about a single thing. “Be careful. If this Abel had really committed the act, your magic tower might get blown up to the sky!” Said Wizard Edmond with a playful laugh. Wizard Johnson could only stand at a side desperately, watching the whole thing get confirm. With his status, he could never try to argue against the rank 16 Wizard Cliff. Back in Morton Magic tower, the news had reached Wizard Morton. He stood on a spot in his room with his jaw dropped. The Duchy of Keyen’s magic towers had been blown off along with their mountain. Other than his gutsy disciple with a Blacksmith Master ability, who would have done this? Abel returned today, and his mood was full of sunshine. It seemed like all his grudges had vanished. Wizard Morton knew something was weird. Now he knew the reason. But what method did Abel used to blow off a huge mountain? It seemed like the trouble his disciple had caused was way beyond his imagination. At that time, his wizard badge began to vibrate. Someone was contacting him, and a familiar voice came out. “Old friend, your disciple is in trouble.” Wizard Johnson’s voice came out of the wizard badge. “What happened?” Wizard Morton’s heart dropped. Had Abel left a trace? “The investigation department’s Wizard Cliff wants to use Abel as a scapegoat. Quickly tell Abel to leave.” Said Wizard Johnson in a desperate voice. “Johnson, Thank you so much for the heads up!” Wizard Morton knew Wizard Johnson was taking a huge risk for telling him this information. The call had ended. Wizard Morton frowned, Wizard Cliff was right. They had really found the real killer, but they were trying to pin him as a scapegoat. He had no choice, and he must let his teacher know about this as soon as possible. Wizard Morton took out his wizard badge and connected with the teleportation circle on the 11th floor. He then sent a message to his distanced teacher. After a while, his teacher did not reply. He then tried to contact the other disciples, only to discovered that his teacher had locked himself up for 2 days. Wizard Morton remembered that he had sent his teacher 2 bottles of Abel’s red wine. This might be the reason his teacher had locked himself up.

Chapter 200 - Hide Away Chapter 200 Hide Away Abel’s red wine was very good for wizards, especially high ranking ones. As they got older, their body could no longer take up as much damage from the mana. This was a big challenge for a resigned wizards if they wanted to progress to the next step. Wizard Morton’s teacher was exactly stuck at this step, so Wizard Morton had hesitated for a long time as a disciple. At last he decided to send his teach 2 bottles of these wine, but he did not told him were he had got them from. Although Wizard Morton had blamed himself a little for this coincidence, he was also very confident about his teacher. As long as his teacher could rank up, everything would turn out fine. Wizard Morton flashed out of his room. He thought to himself in his heart that Abel needed to go hideaway for a bit. On the 9th floor, Abel was focusing on carving a crystal core. On the crystal core, there was a rune drawn with ink using the ‘Akara rune pen.’ This way, Abel could carve it out faster and more efficiently. Suddenly Abel felt his heart dropped. He sensed he was in big trouble. Since his power of the will had increased, his alertness had also grown far beyond other elite knights of the same rank. Weird, there was no way he could possibly be spotted during his attack on the Duchy of Keyen. Luckily, his intuition told him he was not in a life-threatening situation, just big trouble. Actually, Abel had already come back yesterday. But since Black Wind had exhausted itself by overusing the ‘move in a flash,’ he was forced to spend a night on a mountain within the Duchy of Carmel. As Abel was thinking, a white light flashed. Wizard Morton appeared in his room. Almost at the same time, an armor made out of ice appeared on Abel. “Teacher!” Abel quickly dropped his stuff when he saw his Wizard Morton, as he stood up and bowed. This was the first time Wizard Morton had appeared in Abel’s room like this. Although it would make his disciples feel like they did not have any privacy at all, today was a desperate situation. Abel was so scared he almost jumped. Since Wizard Morton was the owner of the magic tower, his ‘move in a flash’ was extremely fast around here. However, Abel had put on his ‘frozen armor’ just as fast, and that was scary. If he could further rank up this speed, no one would be able to attack Abel off guard. Not only that, but the ‘frozen armor’ would unleash automatically by his weak little soul when it felt something wrong. After drinking 8 bottles of ‘soul potions,’ his weak little soul’s power of the will had increased a little. This allowed it to form a thin 27 meters thread with its power of the will. Since this thread was so small, he couldn’t do much actual thing with it other than using it to detect threats 27meters from him throughout the entire day. No matter how powerful a normal Wizard’s power of the will was, they could not continuously use it to detect threats throughout the day. The weak little soul was different. It didn’t need to rest, so it could focus and repeat the same thing over and over. When the weak little soul sensed a threat nearby, it would automatically ignite the ‘frozen armor’ in the Horadric cube’s skill tree through another power of the will thread. Wizard Morton had already gotten used to this disciple’s weird behavior. He thought that Abel must have found another Wizard’s inheritance. Like the ‘spirit transfer’ ability, for example. Only an official wizard could do a ‘spirit transfer,’ so that magic cane came from an official wizard. Although ‘spirit transfer’ was not a powerful attack spell, it could still break other people’s spells, which was quite useful. Abel had given 2 ‘fireball’ magic canes to Abel gave Camille and Carlos. Therefore there was a big chance this Wizard’s heritage was skilled in making magic canes, and Abel just added a ‘fireball’ spell to it as a sample. Now, Wizard Morton was more certain about this idea as Abel had unleashed a quicken ‘frozen armor’. Luckily Wizard Morton was old, so he wasn’t too interested in some other Wizard’s inheritance. However, if it was a younger wizard, he might force Abel to give out the inheritance. “Abel, you did the thing in Duchy of Keyen, right?” Said Wizard Morton fixing his gaze on Abel. “Teacher…” Abel didn’t know what to say. He cared about his teacher a lot and didn’t want to lie to him. Seeing the look on Abel’s face, Wizard Morton didn’t really need an answer. This disciple had more guts than anyone, he thought to himself. “Teacher, how do you know?” Abel said with a shy voice “Johnson just send me a message. The Wizard Union’s elite in the Kingdom of St. Ellis just passed down an order, you had used your power as a Blacksmith Master to attack the Duchy of Keyen. Some red shirt prosecutor wizard will be looking for you.” Said Wizard Morton with a serious look. “What evidence do they have?” Abel said with irritation. Although he had committed the act, he did not show any trace of his super exploding balls, nor the way he got there. He just developed his super exploding ball, and he never used it before, so no one would know. White Cloud could become invisible since it ranked up, so no one would know Abel had been to the Duchy of Keyen as well. Did he miss something? Was he not cautious enough? Abel’s heart was filled with questions. “No evidence. The investigation department’s elite wizard, Mr. Cliff, wants to make you a scapegoat, so this buzz can die down. What you have done in the Duchy of Keyen had frightened a lot of wizards,” Said Wizard Morton, helplessly shaking his head. “How’s that even possible?” Abel asked with his eyes wide open. “Simple, because my teacher had shut himself up, trying to increase his rank. Mr. Cliff thinks that my teacher will die in the process, that’s why he is acting so carelessly,” Said Wizard Morton with a cold laugh. “Teacher, what should I do?” Abel could not guess in the thousand years; the Wizard Union would be this unreasonable. “Don’t worry, just go hide for a bit. My teacher will come out after 2 or 3 months, and things will be fine.” Wizard Morton said calmly. “Will my family be affected?” Abel was still worried. Not about himself, since he could escape any time with White Cloud’s amazing ability. “I’ll take care of it. I’ll spread the words to make sure the wizards won’t target your family, and no one in the Duchy of Carmel will attack my disciple’s asset.” Wizard Morton further emphasized his tone. “Thank you, teacher!” Abel was deeply touched since this whole thing was caused by his intuition. This also had to do with Abel’s personality. If you were good to him, he would repay you by few times. If you messed with him, you would be waiting for his revenge. However, this revenge hungry personality had backfired on him. “Take this,” Said Wizard Morton as he took out a magic circle board and handed it to Abel. Afterward, he proceeded to say, “this is a communication circle. Check up with me form time to time, and I’ll let you know when things have settled, and you can come back.” “Thank you, Teacher!” Abel held the communication circle in his hand. It was made entirely out of some black colored wood. Its surface was filled with tightly drown magic patterns, and in the middle, there was an indent gap.