The City Lord’s mansion still stood amidst the ruins, looking like a giant beast ready to devour, with its cavernous mouth wide open, awaiting its prey under the veil of night.
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「Black Swamp.」
Alesya led a person to the treehouse.
Carl, who was browsing through books, lifted his head and showed a look of surprise upon seeing the visitor.
"Wizard Strele!"
Strele!
An Official Wizard over a century old.
Versed in mind and Earth Elent Witchcraft, he was also one of the founders of the Swamp Alliance.
"Young Carl."
Strele, holding his walking stick, sat down with a chuckle, "We et again. You’re leaving Black Swamp for the Magic Forest tomorrow, are you still busy?"
"There are so things that need to be handled," Carl closed the book, "Is there sothing you need, Senior?"
He had been busy at Freedom Port these past few days, only truly finding ti to relax the day before yesterday, and now he had too many matters to handle. It seed tonight would be yet another sleepless one.
Strele had asked casually, smiling as he said, "I heard you’re collecting witchcraft related to nightmares and the mind?"
"Yes," Carl replied, "I’ve taken an interest in that area lately."
After Quincy’s death, his mories remained in the Divine Domain Fragnt, which had a significant impact on Carl. A couple of days ago, during a confrontation with the Divine Blood warrior ’Ken’, his soul was injured by ’vengeful spirits’. He now urgently needed that particular witchcraft. Unfortunately, nightmare wizards were rare, and the witchcraft Alesya managed to purchase was of even lower Tiers. It was of little use to him.
"I do have two witchcrafts that would still be of use even to an Official Wizard," Strele grinned as he began, "Would you be interested?"
"Oh!"
Carl sat up straighter, "Which two witchcrafts? And what price would I have to pay?"
"These two witchcrafts I acquired long ago, and they have helped through many tough situations," Strele said, "I require you to make a contract, not to divulge them to anyone else, and to give a copy of the witchcraft you’ve collected during this period."
? It seed Strele too had thought of taking witchcraft to the Wizard World to capitalize on buying low and selling high. However, he realized his intentions a bit late, not having enough ti, so he simply ca to Carl to consolidate witchcraft.
"Senior," Carl frowned as he responded, "I’ve collected thirteen types of wizard inheritances in total, all of them Magic Doors to becoming an Official Wizard. With only two witchcrafts on your part... That’s not a fair trade!"
In fact, he had fifteen types of wizard inheritances, but two of those he did not intend to offer for trade.
"One of these two witchcrafts would still be useful even to a Second Order or Third-tier Wizard," Strele tapped the desk as he spoke, "In terms of value, it’s far superior to the inheritances you have."
"Is that so?" Carl’s eyes flickered, "May I know what witchcraft it is?"
"Heh..." Seeing his cautious attitude, Strele shook his head with a smile, "One is a spiritual power attack witchcraft called Sinful Thorns, which can turn spiritual power into intangible thorns to attack others. The other is called Dinsional Prison."
He paused for a mont before continuing, "Dinsional Prison can construct a maze within the Spiritual Inner Sea, trapping and killing Soul Bodies that invade one’s mind. Although it’s of little use to you right now, its Tier is indeed very high. As long as the spiritual power is sufficient, Dinsional Prison can be increasingly complex and indestructible. What do you think?"
Sinful Thorns! Dinsional Prison! His expression remained unchanged, but his heart had already begun to beat faster. Sinful Thorns was one thing, but Dinsional Prison, capable of trapping Soul Bodies invading his mind, was witchcraft he urgently needed. The mont he entered the Divine Domain Fragnt, he would suffer the bombardnt of Quincy’s mories. With Dinsional Prison, he could solve this problem.
"This..."
After pretending to ponder for a while, Carl slowly nodded, "Since you’ve said so, Senior, of course, I will agree. Then... I hope our cooperation will be pleasant."
"Haha..." Strele laughed heartily, "Pleasant cooperation!"
"Young friend."
Looking at Carl, he said with a smile, "In light of our cooperation, let give you a word of caution. Be careful of Marian in the Magic Forest."
Marian? The apprentice of the Grey Robed Wizard, the Official Wizard Marian.
"Oh!"
Carl looked puzzled, "What about Senior Marian?"
In his impression, Marian was a female Wizard with a very good temperant and also an elder.
"This woman’s character is sowhat strange," Strele pointed to his own head and chuckled, "She has a special feeling for her tutor, the Grey Robed Wizard Adison, to the point of madness.
"But...
"If you don’t provoke her, there shouldn’t be any problem."
Carl, thoughtful, slowly nodded.
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「The next day.」
A group of people gathered in front of the Star Gate.
"Junior Brother," Hibell’s eyes were red, "Live well on the other side, keep cultivating, and we will et again in the Wizard World."
This separation would last at least ten years. For them, still so young, it was undoubtedly a very long period.
"I will," Carl nodded, "Take care, Senior Sister!"
"Amy! Alesya! You take care as well!"
"...Take care." Amy’s voice was choked up, "Brother Carl... take care of yourself. I’ll co to the Magic Forest to find you if I can."
"MMM." Carl nodded.
"All right." Marian turned back and gestured, "The Star Gate is about to open, co on over."
The crowd gradually parted, amid which there were inevitably so cries, especially from the won who were more emotional at this ti. But there was no ti for them to dwell on it.
"BUZZ..."
With a sensation of the sky spinning and the earth turning, the space and ti before their eyes had changed.
Hmm? Carl’s eyes flickered. This... It was very similar to traveling to an Otherworld through the Divine Domain Fragnt!
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