13: Chapter 13 New mories 13: Chapter 13 New mories Editor: Atlas Studios After dinner, Anvis dismissed the maid and returned to his room alone.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance of the calming wood.
On the intricately carved silver lamp, a piece of ice-like crystal emitted a strong blue-white glow, penetrating the surrounding pale yellow lampshade and casting a hazy yet warm illumination inside the room.
Since the advent of the Magic Crystal Lamp, cheap and dim candles have been removed from the lives of the aristocrats.
This luxurious form of illumination originated from the Ancient Magic Empire, and it is indeed extraordinarily bright and stable, capable of even adjusting brightness within a certain range.
But even at its dimst setting, each Magic Ti costs at least a gold coin in magic crystals.
It should be known that the mainstream currency among commoners in this world is still silver coins.
In a barony with a population of thousands and a territory of several hundred square kiloters, the annual taxes amount to only a few hundred gold coins.
Typically only transactions of the Second Rank or higher and large-scale trades are settled in gold coins.
Anvis removed the ordinary magic crystal from the Magic Crystal Lamp and replaced it with a perfect prismatic Super Magic Crystal Ore.
Then he sat on the calming wood canopy bed and began practicing his ditation thod.
Under the activation of the array in the lamp stand, the translucent crystal pillar emitted a pale blue glow.
A strange trace of Original Magic seeped from the light and was gradually absorbed into Anvis’s body as he ditated.
Since his traversal, with the daily accumulation of countless precious resources, Anvis’s foundation has beco exceedingly solid.
Although he is currently at the Apprentice Rank,
his total amount of spiritual power and magic has reached the level of an ordinary First Rank mage, and his physical qualities are comparable to that of an ordinary Third Rank warrior.
With even breathing, Anvis gradually entered a state of deep ditation.
The magic in the environnt swirled around his body, forming a vortex and entering his body with each breath, bit by bit enhancing his body and spirit.
The ditation thod was bestowed upon him by the Duke six months ago, and its na is straightforward: the Carrot ditation thod
Ever since his eldest son Remont was born, the Duke carefully analyzed, compared, and studied his and Elena’s ditation thods.
Spending an entire year, he specifically created a ditation thod for his offspring, naming it after himself.
After decades of refinent, the Carrot ditation thod has securely entered the ranks of top-tier ditation thods.
For the Duke’s descendants, the effects of this ditation thod even surpass other top-tier ditation thods.
As Anvis ditated, the leftover strange energy in his Spirit Sea slightly fluctuated, subtly transforming his spiritual awareness and gradually being absorbed by him.
Since his rebirth, he has absorbed most of the strange energy, with only a sliver left to be completely consud tonight.
‘Will there be any changes?’
Anvis’s consciousness silently enveloped his Spirit Sea, perceiving that the remaining energy was oscillating at a specific frequency, seeping slowly into his consciousness.
Three…two…one
As the countdown in his heart ended, the last thread of energy seeped into his consciousness.
Like the final straw that breaks the cal’s back, an indescribable feeling emanated from his consciousness.
Simultaneously, after the energy fully dissipated, a partially incomplete light ball suddenly appeared at the original spot.
Compared to this light ball, the previous fragnts seed like stars and the moon.
Anvis was slightly surprised to find that the mory fragnts he absorbed in his childhood matched perfectly with the gaps on the light ball.
Unlike his childhood, seemingly confirming that his body could bear it, the entire light ball directly rged into Anvis’s consciousness, and a massive stream of information flooded his brain.
The intense pain forced him out of his state of deep ditation, leaving him to lay unconscious on the bedding.
Anvis did not know that at the mont he lay down, a unique and ethereal wave emitted from his Spirit Sea and spread far away.
The Ninth Rank Duke was entirely unaware of this wave, but deep within Moon Castle, in a secret chamber, an old man with a silver-gray eye embedded in his forehead suddenly furrowed his brows.
He opened the eye on his brow, carefully probing around, but ultimately found nothing.
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The next day, Anvis forced himself to focus on his daily lessons and then, as usual, entered the Book Collection Room alone.
However, today he did not engage in any reading; he just wanted so peace and quiet.
The light ball contained the entire mory of young Anvis’s future life—
His older brother Remont failed to suppress a rebellion and was captured by the insurgents.
His second brother Evan mysteriously went missing, impossible to trace, and the last known location was in the City Lord Mansion of his territory.
His third sister Yalanis and the Frostwind Knight Order were ambushed by a massive army, narrowly breaking through at great cost and retreating to defend Karlars City.
While the Duke was held off by an equally ranked adversary, Moon Castle was suddenly attacked, and his younger sister Fiona was seized and disappeared without a trace.
The insurgents received support from a mysterious force, advancing steadily.
Duke Carrot used an ergency Communication Array to request aid from the Royal Family and the other three great families,
but the request to the Royal Family vanished without a trace, and the replies from the other families were astonishing—their situations were equally disastrous, leaving them unable to assist Olivendi!
Duke Carrot and the remaining family mbers retreated to his Mage Tower at Night Wind Castle.
Then, an unknown formidable enemy attacked there.
Using the Mage Tower’s surveillance array, young Anvis had a brief ‘glimpse’ of the intruder.
It was a humanoid figure shrouded in radiant holy white light.
As they walked on the ground, even the sun paled in comparison.
Divine!
Powerful!
Unmatched!
Even separated by the surveillance array, just a montary glance caused the Seventh Rank young Anvis to shiver instinctively, with even his spirit feeling a slight epheral pain.
Young Anvis had never felt such a magic fluctuation and was sure that the figure’s power definitely surpassed the Ninth Rank Limit!
Faced with such a formidable foe, Carrot stood alone, and before the main Mage Tower was entirely overrun, he employed the last resort.
A chaotic and ultra-long-distance teleportation scattered every remaining clan mber far away.
After the almost-total destruction of the family, young Anvis resolutely used a Secret Treasure to strip away his bloodline.
Then, using the last remnants of the family’s foundation, he completely altered his appearance and soul aura, hiding under a false identity in a remote town of the Empire.
In the days that followed, he constantly thought of exacting revenge on his enemies and restoring the glory of the Olivendi Family.
But reality was rciless, as he gradually learned that the power of the Resistance Army grew ever larger, and even the Royal Family began to show signs of being overwheld.
The only thing that offered him so consolation was hearing news of Fiona again.
To continue surviving, the remnants of the Four Great Families ford an alliance to jointly resist the enemies behind the scenes.
Although the situation remained grim, they at least avoided complete annihilation.
Fiona had now beco a senior mber of the alliance, and her strength had risen to the Ninth Rank, earning her the title “Northern Star.”
Upon learning news of his sister, young Anvis felt a weight lifted and began carrying out a certain plan he had been brewing.
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