Abelâs 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 Mortonâs 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 âAkara rune pen.â 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 âmove in a flash,â 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.
âTeacher!â 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 Abelâs 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 âmove in a flashâ was extremely fast around here. However, Abel had put on his âfrozen armorâ 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 âfrozen armorâ would unleash automatically by his weak little soul when it felt something wrong.
After drinking 8 bottles of âsoul potions,â his weak little soulâs 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 couldnât 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 Wizardâs power of the will was, they could not continuously use it to detect threats throughout the day. The weak little soul was different. It didnât 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 âfrozen armorâ in the Horadric cubeâs skill tree through another power of the will thread.
Wizard Morton had already gotten used to this discipleâs weird behavior. He thought that Abel must have found another Wizardâs inheritance. Like the âspirit transferâ ability, for example. Only an official wizard could do a âspirit transfer,â so that magic cane came from an official wizard. Although âspirit transferâ was not a powerful attack spell, it could still break other peopleâs spells, which was quite useful.
Abel had given 2 âfireballâ magic canes to Abel gave Camille and Carlos. Therefore there was a big chance this Wizardâs heritage was skilled in making magic canes, and Abel just added a âfireballâ spell to it as a sample.
Now, Wizard Morton was more certain about this idea as Abel had unleashed a quicken âfrozen armorâ.
Luckily Wizard Morton was old, so he wasnât too interested in some other Wizardâs inheritance. However, if it was a younger wizard, he might force Abel to give out the inheritance.
âAbel, you did the thing in Duchy of Keyen, right?â Said Wizard Morton fixing his gaze on Abel.
âTeacher...â Abel didnât know what to say. He cared about his teacher a lot and didnât want to lie to him.
Seeing the look on Abelâs face, Wizard Morton didnât really need an answer. This disciple had more guts than anyone, he thought to himself.
âTeacher, how do you know?â Abel said with a shy voice
âJohnson just send me a message. The Wizard Unionâs 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.â Said Wizard Morton with a serious look.
âWhat evidence do they have?â 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? Abelâs heart was filled with questions.
âNo evidence. The investigation departmentâs 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,â Said Wizard Morton, helplessly shaking his head.
âHowâs that even possible?â Abel asked with his eyes wide open.
âSimple, because my teacher had shut himself up, trying to increase his rank. Mr. Cliff thinks that my teacher will die in the process, thatâs why he is acting so carelessly,â Said Wizard Morton with a cold laugh.
âTeacher, what should I do?â Abel could not guess in the thousand years; the Wizard Union would be this unreasonable.
âDonât worry, just go hide for a bit. My teacher will come out after 2 or 3 months, and things will be fine.â Wizard Morton said calmly.
âWill my family be affected?â Abel was still worried. Not about himself, since he could escape any time with White Cloudâs amazing ability.
âIâll take care of it. Iâll spread the words to make sure the wizards wonât target your family, and no one in the Duchy of Carmel will attack my discipleâs asset.â Wizard Morton further emphasized his tone.
âThank you, teacher!â Abel was deeply touched since this whole thing was caused by his intuition. This also had to do with Abelâs 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.
âTake this,â Said Wizard Morton as he took out a magic circle board and handed it to Abel. Afterward, he proceeded to say, âthis is a communication circle. Check up with me form time to time, and Iâll let you know when things have settled, and you can come back.â
âThank you, Teacher!â 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.
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