Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique Chapter 911 - 911 51 A Small Step2

Chapter 911: Chapter 51 A Small Step_2 Chapter 911: Chapter 51 A Small Step_2 This was exactly the sa as it had been before the epoch-making war.

As a reincarnation of a Saint, Lotson’s birthplace in the Stormy Sea was obviously not a coincidence.

Link had reasons to suspect that Lotson had co for the Stormy Sea.

For so reason, the Wizard World Will had even anchored Link’s foundation of sainthood in the Stormy Sea.

This fact was highly likely to cause competition and opposition between Link and Lotson.

“We’ll worry about the future in the future.”

Link muttered to himself, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

His promotion had already ended, so he would continue with other matters.

With a thought, Link communicated with Franda, who was still sulking, and asked her to bring out an all-weather all-terrain transportation vehicle from the Sea of Consciousness Little World.

“The master only knows how to make Franda work, not caring about Franda’s feelings at all,”

Franda pouted and murmured her complaint, though her hands did not stop moving.

Before her words had even faded, the transportation vehicle that t Link’s requirents appeared in front of him.

“Since when have I not cared about Franda’s feelings?”

Link teased Franda as he got into the vehicle.

Compared to being a World Spirit, Franda seed more like Link’s eldest daughter.

Even though Link had “found” Franda when he was, strictly speaking, only twelve years old.

Even though Franda’s life form was becoming more human-like, there were still differences in the essence of her life.

“Hmph!”

Hearing Link’s perfunctory words, Franda beca even more pouty.

Her lips were so pursed they could hang an oil bottle.

At that mont, the all-weather all-terrain transportation vehicle started, and Link entered the destination coordinates and chose the intelligent driving mode before ignoring it.

For the following duration, until the transportation vehicle reached the destination, Link thought of nothing else and focused on chatting casually with Franda.

After all, what a girl often needs is companionship and sincerity.

Sincere companionship is what truly soothes a girl’s feelings.

Gold diggers excepted.

This all-weather all-terrain transportation vehicle was sothing Link had acquired during the over two years he lay dormant… well… was put on ice.

It was high-class, highly functional, and very fast.

In less than half a day, Link had moved from the remotest corners of the Stormy Sea to the West Coast of the Mainland.

Link reported to the academy upon arrival and rode the transportation vehicle back to his ho.

His foster daughter Garona and Daughter lia were both very happy to see Link.

However, as lia’s personality was more extroverted and she expressed her emotions more outwardly, while Garona was more introverted and her emotions more reserved.

lia, hopping and skipping, threw herself directly into Link’s arms, hugging his neck and laughing happily, her small body rocking back and forth with laughter.

Garona just softly called out “Father” and then stood quietly to the side, her fingers twining together.

Link, of course, was also very happy to see his daughters; he enjoyed lia’s affection greatly but did not ignore Garona.

With his left arm holding lia, he freed his right hand to gently caress Garona’s little head, and the three of them walked into the house together.

That night, the three of them sat together for a sumptuous dinner.

They talked for a very long ti, into the night until the moon was high and until lia had yawned more than twenty tis and could no longer stay awake.

After ending the chat, Link first coaxed lia to sleep, then walked Garona to her bedroom door.

“Have a good rest, Garona,”

he said softly, patting Garona’s head gently.

Garona took a step back, looked up, and gazed directly into Link’s eyes, then suddenly asked seriously, “Father, are you only back for a few days before you leave again? When you leave this ti, will it be for a very long ti?”

Link paused for a mont before squatting down to look Garona in the eyes and asked softly, “Garona, why do you feel this way?”

Garona shook her head, “I don’t know why, I just have this feeling.”

“Hmm…”

After a mont of reflection, Link truthfully replied, “Father won’t lie to Garona, your feeling is correct. Father will indeed leave soon, and it will indeed be for a very long ti.”

“Where are you going, Father?”

Garona’s pupils contracted slightly, she sniffed lightly, “Is it to a place very far away? Will it be very dangerous?”

“Father doesn’t know yet where he’ll end up eventually, but it must be very far away. As for danger…”

Link answered earnestly, without evasion, yet he didn’t finish his statent.

Danger is everywhere, at all tis.

After making the decision to face the “predestined fate,” the dangers he might encounter could be even greater and more nurous than before.

Although Garona was mature for her age, not like an ordinary child, Link still did not want to present such a harsh reality to her.

“If Father doesn’t want to say, or can’t say, then let’s leave it unsaid.”

Garona sniffled again, slowly lowered her head, and murmured, “It’s getting late, Garona needs to sleep.”

Saying this, Garona turned and walked towards the bed in the darkness.

Link maintained his crouching posture, watching Garona’s figure sag slowly.

When she reached the bedside, Garona stopped, didn’t turn around, and spoke with a muffled voice: “Father, you won’t be like that woman, never coming back, never wanting Garona again, will you?”

“I won’t.”

Link answered without hesitation, “Don’t worry, Garona, Father will definitely co back.”

“Hmm.”

Garona nodded, climbed onto the bed, and burrowed into the covers, “Goodnight, Father.”

After saying this, Garona pulled up the blanket, covering her head as well.

Link watched for a while longer, then got up and closed the bedroom door properly.

On his way downstairs, Link took out the portable brain he hadn’t used since after entering the parallel universe, browsing the ssages of recent tis.

Suddenly, a short ssage caught Link’s eye, pausing his steps montarily.

Christina, who had been busy with her revenge all these years, had finally accomplished her vengeance but had also paid with her life.

No wonder Garona’s mood was so off just now.

“Ah!”

Link sighed deeply and continued downstairs.

Seeing Mr. Xu Jing sitting leisurely on the couch in the living room, Link asked, “When did you arrive, Heavenly Master? You didn’t even say hello.”

As he spoke, Link gestured for the smart steward to serve Mr. Xu Jing so milk tea.

“I just arrived not long ago, I saw you were chatting with your daughter, so I didn’t disturb you.”

Mr. Xu Jing took the milk tea served by the smart steward, took a light sip, and frowned slightly, “What kind of tea is this? It tastes strange.”

“Milk tea. It’s supposed to taste strange.”

Link also took a cup of milk tea and drank a big gulp, replying cheerfully.

“I’m not very used to it, but the taste is okay, acceptable.”

Mr. Xu Jing set down his tea cup, clasped his hands together, and said this, showing he didn’t intend to take another sip.

“If it’s acceptable, drink more of it, the more you drink, the more you’ll get used to it.”

Link also put down his teacup, clapping his hands together as well.

The two exchanged a few brief lines, tacitly avoiding the topic of how Mr. Xu Jing managed to get past the villa’s defense system and Link’s perception, silently infiltrating the villa.

In terms of rank, Mr. Xu Jing was equivalent to a Ninth Level Great Sage of the Wizard civilization.

For him, this was too easy.

But whether this act was in accordance with etiquette was another story.

The Celestial civilization of Taoism, though advocating freedom and nonaction, also valued propriety.

Mr. Xu Jing was a person of propriety, and in previous interactions, he had never done anything so impolite.

Acting this way tonight ant there must be a reason, or perhaps…

Just as Link was pondering whether Mr. Xu Jing was indulging in so mischief, desiring so form of retaliation, Mr. Xu Jing suddenly spoke, disrupting Link’s train of thought.

“Congratulations, Wizard Grande.”

“Congratulations for what?”

Link feigned ignorance.

“Hehe… naturally, congratulations to Wizard Grande for breaking through the ntal barriers, taking the toughest step toward becoming a Saint.”

Mr. Xu Jing first chuckled, then suddenly spoke seriously, surprising Link with his words, “The current Celestial Lord Michelle had stumbled at this step back in the day.”

What does it an by taking the toughest step toward becoming a Saint?

And why did Michelle stumble?