Chapter 121 Leaving
"Let go of Blight!" Mrs. Daisy said with a sharp, angry voice.
Abel held the elite Knight's neck within his hand. Then, he looked at Mrs. Daisin and said calmly, "He unleashed combat qi in front of a person of high status. This concrete fact is enough to send him to a death penalty."
After Abel finished his words, he applied force in his hand. The neck of the elite knight snapped to a side with a clear sound like the cracking of a jade. Abel threw the dead body of the elite knight to a said and turned towards Ken, who had just entered. Abel said, "Ken, consult with the shop in regards to their compensation. You can write the damaged floor and all the clothes under my name."
"You have the guts to kill Blight… who are you? Tell me your name?" Mrs. Daisin's eyes were filled with hatred. She decided that after she found out about the identity of this youngster, she would report this to the eldest prince majesty, hoping he could help her revenge and make this youngster pay.
Ken looked at Abel and saw him gently nodding. He stepped up and said, "My owner is the inheritance of the Harry Family in Harvest City, Duchy of Carmel. The head of Abel's castle. Blacksmith Master. The Duchy's baron Mr. Abel Harry !"
Mrs. Daisy just had dinner with the eldest prince, Julien George majesty, yesterday. She knew that the reason why the eldest prince majesty had left early in the morning was to meet up with this baron Abel. Because of this meeting, the eldest prince majesty had commanded the information department to prepare all the information about this baron a few days in advance. This showed how serious the eldest prince saw this meeting, and this baron was definitely not someone this nameless mistress could afford to offend.
"Sorry, Baron Abel, I had deeply embarrassed myself!" Mrs. Daisy had a change of face immediately. All the anger and vicious expression had completely disappeared. Now, her face was filled with a smile, as if she had just met Abel at a dance party.
At that moment, Abel was feeling very good. An elite knight had unleashed combat qi on him, which allowed him to rank up his ability. Not only that but after he had just reaped the benefits from the noble arbitral tribunal through the eldest prince, he had beat up someone's mistress for trivial things. Maybe he had gone too far. Abel had never hit a woman before.
Abel then waved his hand and said, "In the face of the eldest prince majesty, I'll let it pass. It's just some trivial thing."
Seeing Ken was talking to the female shop assistant, Mrs. Daisy immediately went up and said: "Don't worry about it, I'll pay for all the damages."
Ken turned his head back to Abel. Abel said with a smile, "If that's the case, we will go first!"
After Abel had finished his words, he led Loraine out of the destroyed shop.
Mrs. Daisy and the few guards stared at the dead body of the elite Knight of Blight, and they felt a cool chill running down their spine. If they had really offended a noble with such high status such as Abel, the outcome would be unimaginable. Luckily, he let it pass in the face of the eldest prince.
However, this elite knight was a pity. As a person with an illegitimately conferred identity such as Mrs. Daisy, it was very hard for her to gain an elite knight. The elite Knight of Blight was personally cultivated by her since he was an intermediate Knight. Although he had countless battle experiences, he came across like a child's toy in the hands of Abel.
Joy filled Loraine's face as she was walking home. Abel had fought off another elite knight because of her. No matter which species, it could always make a woman's heart melt if a man fought for her.
As Abel lead Loraine on to the carriage, he said to her with a smile, "Loraine, I will return to the magic tower tomorrow. You stay safe at home."
"Can't you stay?" Loraine said gently. The excited expression on her face suddenly faded away.
"Tomorrow is very important to me. Loraine, you need to behave!" Abel replied gently.
"I will wait for you, brother Abel!" Loraine's voice was so soft, Abel almost couldn't hear it.
Seeing Loraine's mood return to normal again, Abel was relieved. All his family was in Harvest City, but since Loraine was by his side, he felt like it was just like home, and he could finally relax.
In the second floor of Yveline magic tower, Abel stopped in front of the door of Novice Wizard Sam. He lightly knocked on the door.
Novice Wizard Sam's voice came from within, "Is it Abel? Come in!"
Abel gently opened the door and walked in. Novice Wizard Sam put down a book and lifted his head to look at Abel. He asked with an odd tone, "Didn't you say you need to go for three days, why did you come back after a day?"
"Mr. Sam, I need to tell you something very important" Abel did not know how to tell Novice Wizard Sam all of a sudden.
"Speak up, what is it?" Novice Wizard Sam asked, seeing the hesitated look on Abel's face.
"Mr. Sam, I saw wizard Morton yesterday, he gave me an identity card and invite me to go to his magic tower today." Abel did not explain how the situation had taken place entirely. He only told Novice Wizard Sam about his conversation with Wizard Morton
"My spirit, why are you still here? Shouldn't you be at Morton magic tower now? Novice Wizard Sam asked in a hurry.
"Uncle Sam, I want to know your opinion!" Abel had changed how he addressed Novice Wizard Sam. Since the two had gotten closer, their conversation had become more like an uncle talking with his nephew.
"Abel, you know that my teacher Yveline is a rank 6 wizard. Even if you pass the examination and become one of his disciples after he comes back, you will only be a disciple under his name. You won't have any rights to live in the magic tower for the long term." Novice Wizard Sam let out a sigh and proceeded to say "you know what Abel? You are a genius, it is your luck to be picked by Mr. Morton. This is your chance, so why would I stop you?"
Abel knew that Novice Wizard Sam was someone who was truly good to him. He said, "Uncle Sam, thank you for everything you have done for me."
Sam looked at Abel with eyes full of yearning and said "You can do now, you can truly spread your wings there. Wizard Morton has 5 disciples. His magic tower was the dream of every student of wizardry due to its vast opportunities. You know, Wizard Morton was an intermediate wizard of the 3 main wizards of the Duchy. Also, he is the only wizard that had cultivated an official wizard."
Novice Wizard Sam hesitated for a while and proceeded to say "if… I mean, if you have the chance, can you help me ask Wizard Morton why I couldn't be an official wizard!"
Abel looked at Novice Wizard Sam with a look of confusion. Novice Wizard Sam then continued to say "A few years ago I had reached the state of ranking up, but something was blocking my way in the final step. Wizard Morton is the most powerful wizard in the Duchy, he might know the reason why I could not rank up. I know this request is a little presumptuous, but if you have the chance, can you please help me ask!"
"Uncle Sam, you don't need to worry. I will definitely help you ask." Abel did not think Wizard Morton was someone hard to talk to. His impression of Wizard Morton was that he was very serious when talking to strangers, but easy-going and humorous with his friends and family. It seemed like asking this question for Novice Wizard Sam wouldn't have any trouble, it shouldn't need the assistant of wine.
"No matter what, don't let my business affect you. No matter what." Novice Wizard Sam said with a hint of worry. By that point, he had already regretted asking Abel to do this favor. He only blurted it out since he had been stuck at the last step of being a rank 5 novice wizard for a long time without result."
"I know Uncle Sam!" Abel could sense the extreme love and care Novice Wizard Sam had for him.
Novice Wizard Sam then stuck out his hand to hold Abel and said: "Don't stay here anymore, go now, don't let Wizard Morton wait."
Abel stepped down for the first floor of Yveline magic tower, accompanied by Novice Wizard Sam to the front gate. Abel took out his identity card from his chest pocket with both of his hands. Novice Wizard Sam took the identity card and said with a smile, "You are on your own from now on. Remember, make friends with everyone in the magic tower and try not to offend anyone!"
Hearing these long-winded words by Novice Wizard Sam, Abel felt a warm sensation in his heart. He then gave a deep bow to Novice Wizard Sam and said goodbye.
Novice Wizard Sam opened the gate of Yveline magic tower as Abel walked out.
"The magic tower had opened its gate, someone had walked out!" Shouted one of the students of wizardry outside, one by one they all quickly turned their heads towards the direction of the magic tower.
"Mr. Abel, anything I can help you with?" Said fatty Finkle as he quickly rushed towards the side of Abel.
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Chapter 122
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Chapter 122: Morton's Magic Tower
"Finkle, I have already left Yvelines magic tower," Abel said, looking at that nimble fatty.
As soon as Abel spoke, the student of wizardries that were nearby changed their looks from friendly to a glimpse of despise. A few of them even stepped back, as if they were afraid that Abel was carried with a disease that would spread towards them.
"My God, what happened to you?" Finkle asked Abel with a look of sympathy.
"Nothing. I've told Novice Wizard Sam that I will be resigning." Abel didn't want to explain anything, but the behavior of the other student deeply touched him.
"Finkle, he's been kicked out of the tower. Be careful if you get too close to him you'll make the people from the tower angry with you!" one of the novice wizards kindly said to Finkle.
"If there's anything I can help you with, be sure to find me," Finkle spoke lightly and quickly hurried away.
Abel glanced at Finkle, nodded, and followed the red stone path between the towers as he headed towards the magic tower of Morton, which was the tallest of the three.
"What's the matter with him? Why is he heading to Morton's magic tower?"
"Perhaps he was too shocked by being driven out of the Yvelines magic tower. Just watch how he will get kicked out by Wizard Morton's magic tower!"
"Could Abel have left Yvelines magic tower because Morton's magic tower accepted him?" Finkle whispered.
The faces of the other followers immediately changed, and one of them quickly shook their heads and said, "How could it be possible, how could it be that easy to be accepted to Morton's magic tower when they are so strict?"
"Indeed, I've never heard of any openings for wizard's follower in any of the disciples of Morton's magic tower."
"That's true, in all these years, Morton's magic tower hasn't accepted anybody, so how could someone like him have a chance?"
There was a great deal of talk, but none of the wizard followers thought that Abel would be taken as a disciple by the Morton wizards, or even mentioned the idea.
As Abel was approaching towards Morton's magic tower step by step closer, many students of wizardry were practicing in the exterior surroundings of the tower. With a glance from Abel, he quickly realized that these students of wizardry's level were much higher than those in Yvelines magic tower, at least that's what he thought since he had already identified as many as 10 levels 1 novice wizards. As there were only around 30 people in the crowd, the proportion was considered very large. It seemed like Morton's magic tower was an attractive destination for those novice wizards who were confident on a path in becoming an official wizard.
When the students around Morton's magic tower saw Abel approaching, all of them were silent, as they continued their meditation. Only a few people took a glance at Abel. They all seemed to not care much about Abel's arrival. However, when Abel stepped closer towards Morton's magic tower door, all of them opened their eyes, with a sense of surprise, doubt, ridicule, satire, and so on with different looks at the same time, all directly focusing on Abel.
Abel's sensitive power will immediately felt the looks from the crowd, but he did not pause. Instead, he headed directly into the gates of Morton's magic tower. He then took his identity card from his waist and pressed it against the door.
When Abel took out his identity card, the eyes of people were shocked, puzzled, ridiculed, and ironic. They were speechless, and they were stunned in disbelief. It was the identity card of the magic tower of Morton–the crucial reason why these people waited so hard here every day, but it was now held in the hand of a young man who had never come here before.
"Identification verified!" A mechanical sound reached into Abel's ears as the gates of the tower opened. Abel was now walking into the most powerful tower in the Duchy of Carmel, whilst being watched by more than 30 people with their hearts filled with jealousy and shock.
In a place not far from the door, there was a group of people who were watching, too, and they seemed to be regretting why they had not welcomed Abel with great hospitality. They should've tried to exchange friendship and got to know the young follower who was about to enter Morton's tower as it would probably benefit them in the future.
Entering the first floor of Morton's magic tower, Abel discovered that the unoccupied areas of the magic tower were quite insufficient. Half of the areas were already occupied by a magic circle, with the other half was blocked by huge metal railings, except for a small reception area for the guests. The metal railings were full of various patterns, and Abel didn't seem to know the purpose of those patterns too.
The ground was made from gigantic black colored rocks, with a faint view of the regular lines drawn on the rock, Above his head, there were 12 gems shining in white light. These gems were connected by a string, forming a massive 6-star magic circle. This made the brightly lit floor even brighter
Compared with Yveline's magic tower, Morton's magic tower was like a luxurious nobility whilst Yvelines magic tower was for ordinary civilians. To Abel, Yveline's magic tower was more like an ordinary room with stairs with nothing particularly special. On the other hand, Morton's magic tower had a sense of noble temperament, along with a bright environment that was in contradiction to the dark environment in Yveline's magic tower.
"Are you Abel? Mr. Morton is waiting for you!" Just as Abel was admiring Morton's magic tower, a voice came from the staircase.
Abel looked over and saw a young man in a grey robe looking towards him. The young man was literate and handsome too.
"Yes, I am Abel. One moment please!" Abel bowed to the young man.
"My name is Carlos. I am Mr. Morton's fourth disciple," Carlos smiled at Abel.
"You are the fifth disciple, and I am fourth!" Just as Abel was about to walk up the stairs, a beautiful young lady about 1.8 meters tall, wearing the same grey robe, walked down. Her whole body was filled with youthful energy, and when she saw Abel, she said, "My name is Camille, I am the fourth disciple of Mr. Morton, Carlos is the fifth disciple. Don't listen to him. He's being silly."
With these words, Camille placed her fist in front of her eyes and made a threatening gesture towards Carlos. If a man had made this move, it might be able to threaten some people. However, if a woman with a bright temperament did it, it only came across as very cute and charming.
"Camille, you have to be reasonable. I entered the tower first. You came behind me, so you are the fifth disciple." Carlos said with a helpless expression on his delicate face.
"I'm level 4, and you're level 3. So why don't we find a place to challenge and see who's the fourth and which one is the fifth." Camille kept her head up, revealing her slender neck.
"What are you two doing? Why haven't you called Abel up?" A heavy voice suddenly came from the first floor.
Carlos and Camille looked at each other as they both stuck out their tongues. Camille then turned to Abel and said, "Follow me."
Carlos gave Abel a shrug and mouthed, behind Camille, "Unreasonable woman!"
"What are you doing? Camille seemed to sense what Carlos was doing as she stopped abruptly to look back at Carlos.
"Nothing. I'm helping you get Abel up there." Carlos explained, reaching for Abel's arm as if he were a prisoner.
Abel kept his mouth shut and without a word, he was pulled upstairs by Carlos.
"Why didn't the teacher change the staircase into teleportation and send it up directly?" Camille walked in front, complaining.
"If you give me the magic stone, the teacher would gladly change the stair." Carlos countered.
"When I get rich and become a wizard, I'll put all my rooms in teleportation." Camille ignored Carlos, mumbling as if he had a mountain of gold in front of him.
"What magic stone? Is it a gem?" "Asked Abel, suddenly thinking.
"Yes, it's bigger and more delicate than a regular gem. It contains a lot of magic. That's the magic stone." Seeing that Abel was interested in these kinds of things, Camille then began explained, "There are a few types of these magic gems, there are red**magic gem, blue**magic gem, white**magic gem, yellow**magic gem. Obviously there are other kinds of these magic gems. But as each of these gems are extremely hard to acquire. This is why the wizards have control over the majority of the gem mines' resources within the Holy Continent, in order to attain these magic gems.
"Ordinary magic gems are still available to purchase in major cities, but the higher level magic gems that are used by the wizards are extremely rare to be seen selling in the markets amongst the ordinary civilians. "Just like this intermediate magic gem here." As she said it, Camille took from her chest a beautiful large gem that was larger than a regular ruby, with innumerable cuts in the circle. The stone was red from the outside to the inside. Since taking out the gem, Camille has been looking at it with a fascinating look…
It was a flawless ruby! Abel knew the grade of the gem at a glance. This was because he had synthesized it more than once, which made him very familiar with these kinds of gems.
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Chapter 123: Instigate
"How beautiful!" Even for men such as Carlos, looking at the intermediate red gem on Camille's hand, his eyes began to glare in wonder.
"Of course, this was my reward from Mr. Morton for my promotion to rank 4 as a novice wizard!" Camille said proudly, with a particular emphasis on the word rank 4 to mock Carlos.
"I've had a feeling recently that my rank 3 novice wizard pattern is almost filled up to rank 4. You better watch out, I will catch up to you very shortly!" Carlos said, realizing Camille's mockery.
"Well, are there any magic gems that are even higher quality?" Abel asked softly, interrupting the conversation, wondering if there were any gems that exist in this world that would possess a perfect rank.
"Of course, the best magic gem is known as the elite magic gem. However, even in the biggest gem mines, it is extremely difficult to find just a few pieces of them. For me, I have never seen these kinds of gems before in my life, and I've only heard rumors that some large organizations will have a small collection of them. These gems are the source of energy for a large scale magic circle. So, It's is not easily attainable for ordinary wizards." Camille replied, then paused and said, "It's the eleventh floor. You can go now!"
Abel looked up and saw that the staircase in front of him which was blocked by a large wooden door carved with strange animals and bird patterns, which he had never seen before.
As he gently pushed the door open, and it was dark inside. When Abel took his first step into the door, he immediately felt a sense of weightlessness. After a brief period of weightlessness, Abel was teleported into a mysterious room.
Was this some kind of teleporting array? Though Abel had just heard Camille talking about something related to teleportation, the feeling was not nearly as intense as being here physically. This feeling wasn't as intense as when Abel was entering through the portal to Rouge's Encampment, but it was the first time he had been teleported by a teleporting array.
"Not bad, you stayed calm. This is the mentality a wizard needs." Within a flash of a figure, Wizard Morton had appeared before Abel.
Abel was no longer surprised by the way people appeared and disappeared out of nowhere, like Wizard Morton in this instance. To this date, he still couldn't understand how people can appear out of thin air like this, but it seemed like the elites really liked to appear this way.
"The honorable Mr. Morton, how are you!" Abel bowed.
"Abel, will you be my disciple?" Wizard Morton asked, speaking directly without any greetings or ceremony.
Abel had never expected the wizard to ask such a question as he had just met him, but Abel promptly reacted and said, "I will ask the honorable Mr. Morton!"
"From now onwards, you won't have to follow the rules of the noble etiquette within the tower. Wizards don't have much time to be polite, you see. From now on, you'll call me teacher," said Morton, with a small grin on his face.
"Yes, teacher!" Abel immediately responded.
"You are my sixth disciple, and above you, there are three senior brothers and two senior sisters. Your first brother is a level 6 wizard and is the fourth wizard of the Duchy of Carmel. He is currently guarding the miracle city in the valley of Mount Budapest. As for your second brother and third sister. Here, Morton paused a little, sighed, and said, "They both followed me long ago, and now their life is coming to an end, so they have been closing their doors for years in search of a chance at survival chance!"
Wizard Morton then looked at Abel and said, "You are still too young, and may make you not understand the importance of your life. When you become a level 1 novice wizard, your life expectancy was raised to 150, and every time you rank up, you gain 10 years of life. This may seem like it's a long time, but if you don't make the most out of every second, such a mighty long lifetime can be gone in a flash.
"Thank you for the wise instruction!" Abel was no ordinary 13-year-old boy, and his desire for life was much stronger than anyone else's.
"The reason your two elder brothers and sisters ended up like this was that they underestimated the importance of training when they were young. As they got older, the difficulty of practicing increased too, causing them to stuck between level 5 and level 6 wizards. I wanted to provide them with potions to force their ability to increase to a rank 6 wizards, but they didn't agree."
Wizard Morton looked at the doubt in Abel's eyes and sighed, "The potions are the fastest way to force a wizard to increase their ability to the next rank, but after that, they will never be able to increase again. This is why they would rather die with their proudness than use the potion to increase their ability."
When Abel heard what Morton said, he couldn't help but think of the three disciples of Yvelines magic tower. Those three were crazily trying to earn money so that they could buy these increasing rank potion. This may be their goal, as they thought reaching level 6 was already good enough for them. However, uncle Sam, the 4th disciple at Yvelines magic tower, had his goal higher, he wanted to use his own efforts in leveling up as a wizard.
Thinking of uncle Sam, Abel asked, "Teacher, has Novice Wizard Sam has been stuck with level 5 novice wizard for so many years?"
When he heard Abel ask this, Morton laughed. "For someone with your personality and your relationship with Novice Wizard Sam, I wondered when you would ask this question."
Abel smiled with a hint of shyness but kept looking at Morton as if he was waiting for an answer.
"Alright, I'll tell you about Novice Wizard Sam's main problem." Wizard Morton looked at Abel with great appreciation. Knowing that he could help his former teacher ask such a question presented Abel as a caring person. This was what you wanted your disciple to become if you ever had one.
"Novice Wizard Sam is a hard to come by genius. To be honest, I've known wizard Yveline for many years, and I must admit, he is not a particularly good teacher. But despite that, under the guidance of Wizard Yveline, Novice Wizard Sam still reached the peak of a level 5 novice wizard through his own dedication. He was just one step away from being a rank 6 official wizard, which is something to be cherished."
Morton then shook his head slightly and added, "But his disadvantages are too obvious. He has learned only one spell, "Fireball," and has not learned another. Every day, he worked extremely hard behind closed doors and rarely goes out and walk around."
Abel knew about this, the only spell Novice Wizard Sam practiced was "Fireball", and it was the only spell Novice Wizard Sam had taught him.
"I've heard that he almost lost his life in an adventure when he was young. He hasn't left Bakong City since then. The Wizard Morton seemed to disapprove of this behavior on Sam's part.
Abel couldn't help thinking of The Lord of Marshall's rescue of Sam, and it was after that event, they became best friends. Was it because of that particular event that made Sam never want to venture out again?
"He worked his way up through his genius to the peak of a rank 5 wizard. But without experience and the lack of flash of realization when it came to magic, his rank 5 novice wizard journey was incomplete, and this is why he is currently stuck."
Wizard Morton then looked towards Abel, and whispered, "To be honest, I actually wanted to find the opportunity to remind Sam about this matter. But since he was a disciple of Wizard Yvelines, I couldn't directly tell him about these things. Now that you mentioned it, I am very glad I could finally answer it. I sincerely hope he can successfully increase his rank. If he does, we will have another official wizard within the Duchy of Carmel."
Afterward, Abel bowed to wizard Morton and said, "Teacher, the answer that you gave me today will be the gift that I will be giving to Sam. Thank you so much for your unselfish mentoring."
"Sam is still young. If he changes his way of thinking, then the Duchy of Carmel will have another formal wizard." After finishing his last sentence, Wizard Morton changed the topic immediately and said, "When you're a rank 1 wizard, you should learn every magic spells possible. It could save your life at some point in the future."
Abel nodded, as he agreed strongly to what WizardMorton has stated. Spells differed only in power, but they all had their special purposes and uses.
"There are no useless spells, only useless wizards. In the three types of spells that exist, the fire spell is the most violent and explosive. Ice can slow down your opponent's speed with decent attack damage. Electric spells are the fastest of all 3 in magic spells. Its speed makes it literally impossible for your enemies to defend, and it also has the ability to numb the enemies. The only disadvantage is that it has the lowest power output of the three spells."
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Chapter 124: Attributes
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Wizard Morton simply explained the different characteristics between the three magic spells and proceeded to say, "if a wizard wants to increase their abilities substantially, there is only one way–going to the valley of Mount Budapest to hunt a soul beast and absorb their crystal core. However, if you want to make it out alive from mount Budapest, your magical ability must be outstanding."
"Soul beast? Crystal core?" It was the first time Abel had heard these words.
Wizard Morton then explained, "You will rarely see soul beasts in the human world since they have all been driven out. Now, the closest soul beast gathering point from the human world is the valley of Mount Budapest. That valley is a natural barrier between the humans and the orcs. Other than it's the height of ten thousand meters, these soul beasts are also another important reason why the orcs can't go through to the human world."
Wizard Morton flashed the pattern in his hand. A string of white lights levitated from his hand. Meanwhile, the same string white light flashed on a shelf nearby. Through these white lights, a red gem had disappeared from the shelf and reappeared on Wizard Morton's hand. It was an irregular red crystal. However, it was not transparent.
"This is a crystal core, it's one of the most important resources for wizards," said Wizard Morton as he handed the red crystal to Abel.
Abel took the red crystal in his hand and closely examined it. This thing looked like solidified blood. Can I put this thing in my mouth? Wouldn't it pierce the body?
"Teacher, how do you absorb this thing?" Abel asked with confusion.
"You can't absorb this!" Said Wizard Morton laughing loudly. He then proceeded to say, "crystal cores can only be absorbed 2 hours after the soul beast has died. At that time, the crystal core was still in a soft plastic like state. If you wait longer than 2 hours, it will solidify like this, and you can no longer absorb it. However, these things are one of the main components for making rune signs, there are different ranks to it, and it can make rune signs with different abilities."
"If crystal cores are that important, there must be a lot of wizards in Mount Budapest." Asked Abel curiously.
"Mount Budapest is a very dangerous place, and these soul beasts are not easy to kill ether. The reason why they are called soul beast is that they are not only a lot more powerful than normal beasts, but they are also a lot smarter. If you go with a group, you might not see one single soul beast at all. Even if you are lucky enough to see one, they might be so powerful that even an entire group of wizards might not be able to take one down. This is only one reason why so few people go to Mount Budapest. Another is that there are a lot of orcs flying above Mount Budapest with their flying beasts. These orcs will often ambush on the human side of Mount Budapest, to kill off wizards. Therefore, other than wizards who are well trained in battles, normal wizards will not go there," said Wizard Morton sounding very serious. It seemed like he had a very vivid impression of Mount Budapest. Wizard Morton then proceeded to say, "Not all soul beasts have a crystal soul. You might find one by only killing one low-rank soul beast, or never find one despite killing hundreds of high-rank soul beasts."
"Other than Mount Budapest, are there other places I can hunt these soul beasts?" Abel yearned these crystal cores that could to increase his abilities quickly. However, he was not ready to take such a risk, especially when he did not have all the powerful equipment with him.
"Other than Mount Budapest, you will need to go over the Earth-Dividing Mountain range and enter the double moon forest. Earth-Dividing Mountain range is the dwarf's territory. And double moon forest is the elves' estate. The dwarfs are not too bad to deal with since most of them are quite nice to humans, but the elves hated humans. There are a lot of risks involved in you want to go to the double moon forest. The elves rule the forest. No opponent would win if they fought in the forest," Wizard Morton continued "The elves will not let any human use any portal magic circle in the double moon forest, so you have to walk through the Earth-Dividing Mountain range. Even if you successfully made it to the double moon forest, the elves will not easily let you hunt soul beasts in their forest. That's why so few people go there."
Wizard Morton looked at Abel with a warning and said, "You are still too young for this. You don't have adequate defense techniques, so you can not go there. I don't want my disciples to die outside."
Abel then gave out a look of extreme obedience and said, "Teacher, you don't need to worry. I will listen to your arrangements." However, in his heart, he wanted to get on White Cloud and fly over Mount Budapest to have a look. He was an intermediate knight with some wizard self-defense skills, so he should be able to make it back alive.
"You have met your two students of wizardry brother and sister, right? Although they are a bit naughty, they are quite gifted. I hope you guys can be nice to each other. Well, that's enough for today. Now I will examine your body's attribute and estimate how gifted you are."
Said Wizard Morton as he took out a palm-sized square sign from his waist pouch.
Abel's eyes froze, no matter which way he looked, the pouch did not look like it could fit a palm-sized sign. It must be a portal bag, but he just wasn't sure if it was as big as his.
Wizard Morton saw Abel's gaze fixed on his pouch, and he couldn't help but laugh. He said, "you have good eyesight, this is a portal bag. When you become an official Wizard, you can also buy one from the Wizard Union. Every official wizard can only buy only one of these portal bags in their life.
After Abel heard that every official Wizard could only buy one in their life, he began to ponder. He was already enjoying the benefit of an official Wizard.
"Teacher, how big is it?" Asked Abel curiosity staring at Wizard Morton's portal bag.
"It can perfectly fit this table!" Wizard Morton said, pointing at a nearby table.
Abel looked at the table. It was around 1 meter in length and width. So the bag should have a space of around 1 square meter. After he calculated, he realized what he had taken from the worgen was a real treasure. An intermediate wizard like Wizard Morton could only get one around 1 square meter, but the one he had was like the size of an entire room. How precious was that?
Abel then asked again, "Other than the Wizard union, is there any other way to get a portal bag?"
"Of course… Kill an official Wizard, and you will get an ownerless portal bag!" Said Wizard Morton in a low voice as he stared at Abel.
Abel felt a chill running down his spine. He did not know how powerful an official wizard was, but he already got a taste of it through a mere "fireball" magic technique.
Wizard Morton then said to Abel, "Official wizards have a lot of self-defense techniques, so it is not easy to kill one. You will know in the future."
"Ok, now come here. Put your hand on this attribute sign!" Wizard Morton said to Abel as place the attribute sign on the table.
Abel stepped two steps forward and put his hand on the attribute sign. The sign began to flash in white light. Abel felt like someone was spying on him, but as the white light of the attribute sign faded away, and this feeling of someone spying on him and also vanished.
"Ok, you can let go now!" Said Wizard Morton to Abel.
Abel took his hand off the attribute sign, and there were some words had appeared on the sign. He leaned forward to have a look, and it showed some data related to him.
Wizard Morton read the words out loud,
"
Power: 12.21
Speed: 2.50
Constitution: 5.05
Will: 12.02
Mana: 10
"
Wizard Morton lifted up his head in shock and asked: " What is your Knight's rank?"
Abel replied, "Rank 12 intermediate knight."
Wizard Morton was so shocked he almost jumped. "How old are you. How could you be an intermediate knight already?" Said Wizard Morton as he looked at Abel like he had found an extremely rare gem.
Abel did not know how to reply. he only said softly, "Maybe it was because I've been doing Knight's training since I was very young!"
Sweat began to pour down from Wizard Morton when he heard these words. What knight did not start doing training since they were very young? And how old was Abel? If another knight had heard these words, they might as well hit themselves with a rod and die.
Wizard Morton shook his head, "Impossible, even if you are an intermediate knight, your strength was still way too powerful."
The most powerful strength possessed by an intermediate knight was around 4, and Abel had three times that amount of strength.
"Teacher, my strength is my gift. That's why my strength is so powerful." Said Abel with a lot of confidence.
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Chapter 125
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Chapter 125: Inject
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Wizard Morton saw that Abel's constitution of 5.01. It was miles ahead of the constitution of normal intermediate knights. Normally people had the constitution of 1, and the target constitution of wizards was to maintain around the level of normal people. Abel's constitution of 5.05 was outrageous, but when Wizard Morton compared it to Abel's strength of 12.21 above, he understood. With a massive strength such as 12.21, you needed a good constitution to unleash such power and not get yourself hurt. When Abel was doing Wizard meditation in the future, this strong constitution could lower its impact on the body, which would be very beneficial for Abel to increase his abilities.
Wizard Morton reminded Abel, "Although your constitution is very strong due to your Knight's training, I'm afraid you can not do any Knight's training in the future anymore. The Wizard's mana is very damaging to the body, so your constitution will slowly get lower in the future. But you have to make sure, never let your constitution drop below number 1. If not, your constitution might not be strong enough to sustain your mana to work properly."
Of course, Abel will not let anyone know he had the golden combat qi in his body. He was not afraid of the damage mana could do to his body. He could perfectly do Knight's and Wizard's training simultaneously without a single problem. In fact, the damage mana caused to his body could quickly by repair by the golden combat qi, which made him even stronger.
With a spirit of 12.02, how was this boy still a rank 1 novice wizard? A student of wizardry with a spirit of 2 would be considered gifted. That was double the amount of the spirit possessed by normal people. When a student of wizardry accumulated enough power to become a rank 1 novice wizard, their will would be raised to 3.5. An official Wizard would often base their disciples on this standard. However, this standard was very hard to achieve, that's why wizards would still often pick a disciple despite their will being a little lower than the standard.
Abel's will had already reached 12.02. Wizard Morton was speechless towards Abel's giftedness. The data made him felt like he was looking at the attribute of a head commander and official Wizard's fusion.
Finally, when Wizard Morton saw the magic ability 10, he let out a huge laugh. Finally, a number that was normal to other novice wizards who had just started Wizard's training.
Wizard Morton then proceeded to say "Abel, don't do anything anytime soon. Dedicate all your time in meditation. Quickly elevate your magic ability to 120 points, you need to at least achieve a ratio of 1:10 between will and magic ability. You are currently like a giant dragon drinking from a teacup."
Abel seemed to be very interested in treasure like this that could tell a person's attribute. He then asked softly "Is this attribute sign very precious?"
"It's not bad, but nothing too precious. Since you had just become my disciple, I must give you something for a welcome gift. Here, have this." After Wizard Morton completes the sentence, he handed the attribute sign to Abel.
Abel carefully took the attribute sign with his hand, and take a look at it left and right. He then gave it a little rub with his sleeve before putting it in his pocket.
"Teacher, I have a young mount wolf at home, can I go home and stay with it tonight?" Asked Abel carefully. He wanted to go home to help Black Wind do the Mount Enhancement technique, and then go to Luka's camp to go some training.
A creature such as a mount wolf had a large appetite and high sex drive, which is very unsuitable to be kept in a place such as a magic tower. On top of that, it was basically impossible to do training for it in a magic tower. A young mount wolf needed a lot of time with its owner to strengthen their relationship, so Abel's request was very reasonable.
"You are still young, you must cherish your time. In regards to your request… I agree. But every month I will examine your training progress, if this had impacted your training, you need to stay in the magic tower every day for me." Said Wizard Morton seriously.
"Thank you, teacher!" Said Abel as he bowed to Wizard Morton.
"You can go now, your room is in level 9 of the magic tower. Just remember, the most important thing for you is to increase your magical ability to an adequate ratio with your will until you can learn any new spells. Come find me when your magical ability had reached 120!" Wizard Morton waved goodbye to Abel, signaling he could leave.
Abel felt like he had fainted for a while when he reached the staircase of the 10th floor. When he had woken up again, he saw Camille looking at him with a smile with Carlos standing by her side.
"How did it go? Did the teacher accept you as a disciple? Camille opened her mouth and said. Carlos also looked at him with the same expression, waiting for his reply.
"Yes, thanks to you two for waiting for me. The teacher has accepted me as a disciple. From now on you are my 5th senior brother and 4th senior sister," Abel replied with excitement, he had now become the disciple of the most powerful wizard in Duchy of Carmel. His dream had come true.
"It's 4th senior brother and 5th senior sister," as soon as Carlos said these words, he noticed the gaze of Camille. He stopped abruptly and did not speak again.
"Junior brother, which floor do you live?" Camille turned to Abel and asked, as though as she had seen a fun toy to play with.
"The teacher ordered me to live on the 9th floor," Abel replied.
Immediately, admiration began to emerge from the gaze of Camille and Carlos. Camille said loudly, "You are so lucky. The teacher actually ordered you to live on the 9th floor!"
"Senior sister, is there a difference between the floors?" Asked Abel curiously.
Camille then explained, "Of course, the 11th floor is where the teacher lives. It is where most of the mana is concentrated. Therefore, the closer you get to the 11th floor the more mana you will have access to. The 10th floor above you was the floor of senior brother William, but when he comes back, he will need to build his own magic tower. The 9th floor is the best one out of all the empty floors."
The 3 then walked down for a while "Ok we are on the 9th floor now." Then Camille proceeded to say "You can start getting used to the environment. Your room has a 9th-floor access card, you can give it to your own wizard follower when you find one."
Camille and Carlos did not want to disturb Abel anymore, they said goodbye and went downstairs.
Abel tapped his identity card on the front door of the 9th floor. The identity card flashed a white light and the door was opened. It was like his identity had unlocked the energy of this floor when he stepped into the door and entered the living room, the entire space began to light up.
Abel examined everything slowly. Every patch of the ceiling was installed with a gem glowing in white light. These gems were connected by a strange pattern that allowed the magic tower to unleash the energy within these gems and light them up.
These lights could all be controlled by the identity card on Abel's waist. How convenient. Although this world did not have any technological advancements, it's magical advancement was very well developed. These gems could go neck in neck with the light bulbs of his previous world. The lighting system in Yvelines magic tower was nothing compared to these gems in Morton magic tower. At least on the 2nd floor where Abel had lived still uses an oil lamp. This just shows how much more advanced Morton magic tower was."
Abel exclaimed as he examined the room, living room, laboratory, magic testing room and the bathroom in the personal lounge. Everything was perfect.
There was a full set of crystal testing equipment in the laboratory. Of course, it was not as good as dark gold equipment such as the "Ankara golden bottle"–that was still the purest of the pure. From this, Abel could clearly see the wealthy and imposing manner of Wizard Morton. Morton magic tower had 11 floors, if every floor other than the 10th and 11th floor were equipped with one of these sets of crystal testing equipment, it didn't seem like a small budget.
It's a pity that the main mission Abel had currently was to increase his magical ability to 120. He could not learn how to make potions or runes, so this equipment would just keep sitting here for now.
The magic testing room was a room designed specifically for testing magic. It was a simple room, it was completely empty other than a black pattern surrounded target on the wall.
Abel shot out a "fireball" spell to the black target with his hand. A string of red glow was left behind in mid-air as the "fireball" shot out. When it made contact with the target, a sound appeared from the target.
"5 points fire damaged."
That voice was neither male or female. It was very neutral but still scared Abel quite a bit hearing a voice came out of nowhere in a sealed-up room. He swore. Why wouldn't Camille or Carlos warn me about this first?