A Wizard's Secret Chapter 33 - Meeting

Chapter 33: eting

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

It was sowhat cold outside. rlin wrapped his big coat tightly around himself and followed Prat. They walked approximately a hundred ters before they ca to the bottom of a mottled wall. All of a sudden, Prat halted his footsteps and turned around to speak to rlin, “Master rlin, we’ve arrived. It’s here.”

rlin looked to where Prat was gazing. As expected, not far in front of them, a strange wind had appeared in the air. The area occupied by this strange wind was not large; a vortex was ford, spinning without ceasing at the mont. It was emitting noises like the whimper of a baby.

“That’s strange, the wind isn’t rising!”

rlin frowned. This was a really strange wind. Other than this, there was no wind in any other places. rlin took a few steps forward to get closer to this strange wind. He acutely discovered that this strange wind was not in a disorderly state; it followed a certain regularity, as though so mysterious energy was controlling this strange wind.

“Master rlin, this strange wind is exceedingly strong. We’ve had a few knights who’d wanted to check it out, but they were bruised by the flying stones in the strange wind. By the ti we waited until the wind had disappeared to take a closer look, we couldn’t find anything out of the ordinary. It’s extrely odd.”

Prat glanced at rlin and said in a soft voice.

However, rlin was no longer paying attention to Prat’s words. At the mont, he was using his Mind Power to check out this strange wind.

Sensing through his Mind Power, rlin could feel nurous Wind Elents. They were all very violent, but these violent Wind Elents seed to have been confined by an orderly energy, so they could only turn according to a certain rule.

The typical characteristic of a spell was to cause Elents to move according to a certain rule! The spells released by a Spell Caster was, in actual fact, Elents operating according to a defined pattern under the effect of Spell Models.

For example, the Fireball that rlin had mastered at the mont was to operate according to the Spell Model of the Fireball; those violent Fire Elents were condensed into a small fireball, which made it possible for it to possess a terrible destructive power.

The strange wind in front of him seed to be a sort of spell!

However, this sort of spell was really scattered. Its power had been reduced to the lowest possible, and could only maintain control over Wind Elents within a few square ters. Therefore, this would not have been produced by a Spell Caster prompting a Spell Model, but a spell automatically released by a casting tool without being controlled by anyone.

Casting tools were tools created by Spell Casters to help cast magic. For example, magic staffs and scrolls belonged to the category of casting tools. rlin had also seen from old man Etha’s Spell Manual that every casting tool was extrely precious. Usually, only powerful Spell Casters above the First-level could, after expending great amounts of efforts and materials, create casting tools.

Therefore, even old man Etha had not had any casting tools.

When the thought ca to him that the appearance of this strange wind was possibly caused by a casting tool, rlin’s heart beca very excited. Any piece of casting tool would be sothing a Spell Caster had always dread of.

However, although rlin felt very excited in his heart, he did not reveal any changes on his face. Instead, he said in a cool voice, “Uncle Prat, wait here, I’ll go near and take a look.”

General Prat exhorted, “Master rlin, you have to be careful. Don’t get too close to avoid getting hurt.”

rlin nodded. Following which, he took a few steps forward and approached the strange wind.

The force of the strange wind was very strong, indeed. Furthermore, it was such a cold day; the strange wind sliced across his face, causing a pain that felt as though he had been cut by knives. However, rlin did not stop. He unleashed his Mind Power and began searching for the source of this strange wind.

He could only find the casting tool that was unleashing the strange wind if he could find its source.

“Uncle Prat and the others have already searched, but they’ve not discovered anything. This ans that, perhaps, the casting tool is not on the ground, but buried underground.”

rlin carefully did his analysis. He had the help of his Mind Power, so he was able to easily explore the source of this strange wind. It was under a corner of the wall, directly stretching down into the ground. Just as he had concluded after his analysis, there was definitely a casting tool buried underground there.

rlin had found the source of the strange wind and had co to the conclusion. After analysis, it was very possible that a casting tool had been buried sowhere underground. However, with Prat next to him now, watching him, rlin did not have the opportunity to search for this casting tool. He could only quietly commit the approximate position to mory and wait until dayti tomorrow before he could co and look for it.

Having made a firm decision in his heart, rlin withdrew. Prat hurriedly took a few steps forward and shone the weak candlelight upon rlin, asking in a concerned manner, “Master rlin, are you alright?”

Prat had seen rlin stand without moving in front of the strange wind just now. He felt that it was strange, and had even thought that rlin had been injured by the strange wind.

rlin shook his head gently. “I’m fine. Go back.”

Prat took a careful look over rlin’s entire body but did not find any wounds. His felt relief in his heart and followed rlin from behind, ready to return to the castle.

However, they had just gone halfway when they suddenly heard noises made by the hooves of horses outside. A team of cavalry was directly charging towards the castle.

Delight sprang up in Prat’s heart. He hurriedly said to rlin, “The baron must be back. Master rlin, let’s go and receive the baron quickly.”

“Father?”

rlin murmured in a low voice as his expression kept shifting. It had been a while since he arrived in this world. Finally, he was about to et with Old Wilson.

Old Wilson was the person closest to rlin, so he did not know whether Old rlin would discover so signs.

“Master rlin, let’s go quickly. The baron often talks about you even in the territory.”

Seeing rlin was just standing there without making a move, General Prat hurriedly urged him.

“En, let’s go, it’s ti you should et up...”

Prat did not notice the change in rlin’s expression. Thus, they speedily walked towards the castle.

After a short while, many servants ca out of the castle. They lit up the lights that embellished the inside of the castle, causing the place to look as bright as day, before respectfully welcoming the return of Old Wilson.

“Baron, sir!”

With a quick step, Prat imdiately knelt to the floor with one knee and saluted Old Wilson.

Old Wilson was riding on his horse at the mont. He wore a black armor and had a burly body build, thick eyebrows and big eyes. His body emitted an aura that felt as horrifying as a wild beast.

Currently, Old Wilson wielded a greatsword in his hand. There were even so traces of fresh blood left on the body of the sword; it seed as though he had just been through a great battle.

“Eh? rlin?”

Finally, Old Wilson’s eyes fell on rlin. His body had just been releasing the aura that felt as terrifying as a wild beast. However, after seeing rlin, the aura imdiately turned into a thick emanation of love, causing rlin to feel very intimate.

“Father!”

rli took a deep breath and walked a few steps forward as well, letting out his voice in a yell.