As the commercial trade hub of the Principality of Bel Myre.
This coastal harbor city on the west coast is actually not far from the capital, Hendon Myre.
Fang Mo set off at dawn, carrying the mage with him. It was just beginning to get light when he arrived at the west coast, following the map the whole way. The reason for walking was that he wanted to pick some wild fruits to eat along the way.
After all, the wild fruits on the continent of Arad taste really good.
Of course.
During the journey.
Although Fang Mo was leisurely eating bilberries, he did not forget to ask the little mage about what exactly the neutron sword had done in the Grand Flores.
With a small bowl of fresh strawberries and bilberries mixed with yogurt as a bribe.
The little mage detailed the incident.
It was roughly as Fang Mo had guessed; the neutron sword indeed had some issues.
As mentioned before, unlike the troublesome Manyullyn Cleaver, the neutron sword was the silent but deadly type. However, it also seemed to have inherited some straightforwardness from the bedrock golem.
It took the phrase "a lion uses all its strength even when fighting a rabbit" to the extreme.
Whether facing a stone-throwing goblin or the god of creation, Carloso, the neutron sword always fought with full force.
According to the little mage.
Her adventure that day went quite smoothly.
With new equipment and a ring, she quickly crossed the Thunderland and passed through a swamp filled with poisonous miasma.
Feeling overconfident.
The little mage accepted many tasks in Hendon Myre.
For example, helping to investigate the insane mage sisters and assisting an alchemy master named Norton to explore the depths of the Grand Flores, a place called the Shadow Thunderland.
Indeed, the mage had some talent and grew quickly.
She explored all the way and soon encountered the insane mage sisters, but they had completely lost their minds, making communication impossible.
After some effort, the demon managed to deal with the sisters.
But just as she was about to continue exploring, the sounds of the previous battle attracted minotaurs, including one claiming to be their leader.
The little mage relied on magic.
However, after the intense battle, her magic was nearly exhausted.
Instinctively, she turned to her bodyguard, the neutron sword, and quickly asked for help.
To her surprise.
The neutron sword immediately unleashed a powerful attack.
The entire sword flew out with a roar, crashing down like Mount Tai and creating a huge crater.
Before the mage could react, the giant sword in the crater flashed with a strange black light, rapidly collapsing into a terrifying black hole. The gravitational field expanded outward, indiscriminately swallowing everything around.
Whether monsters, trees, soil, or rocks.
Everything was pulverized into dust.
The little mage was stunned. She knew some mages could control darkness and gravity, like the elementals of Tarakuta, who could cast a spell called Annihilation Black Hole to suck in and tear apart enemies.
But who had ever seen such a massive Annihilation Black Hole!?
Without hesitation.
The little mage turned and ran.
Fortunately, the ring Fang Mo gave her provided her with incredible strength and resistance, allowing her to escape the gravitational pull.
When she regained her senses.
The central area of the Grand Flores had completely disappeared.
This included the Shadow Thunderland Norton asked her to investigate.
Just then, the neutron sword slowly floated back, saying in a deep voice, "I've killed them. Any more?"
She dared not say anything else.
Quickly shaking her head.
Fang Mo knew the rest; she left the Grand Flores and begged him to retrieve the divine weapon.
"I should have chosen the purple broadsword."
After recounting the entire incident, the little mage sighed regretfully, "Although it talks too much, at least it wouldn't collapse into a black hole at the drop of a hat... don't you have any normal weapons?"
"Ahem, this was definitely an accident."
Fang Mo said, holding his forehead, "I'll find some more suitable ones for you next time..."
"No, no, no."
Hearing this, the little mage shook her head like a rattle, "Just let me live a few more days, please?"
"It's because you're weak and can't even fight a monster."
Fang Mo spread his hands.
"That's because I know too little magic, so I need to change jobs." The little mage immediately retorted, "Aren't we at the west coast now? I still have Linus's letter of recommendation. I need to visit the mage's Guild first."
"Not going to check out Sky Tower first?"
Fang Mo pointed ahead and said, "Are you really a woman? How can you not visit and take a photo at such a famous adventure spot?"
Following his finger, a towering sky-reaching giant tower could be seen in the distance.
The tower was pure white, situated in the forest on the east side of the west coast. Even from a distance, its majestic aura could be felt, and looking up, its top was not visible.
"Why should I go there? To die?" The young mage couldn't help but roll her eyes at Fang Mo's words.
"The word 'die' sounds too harsh. Let's put it another way," Fang Mo laughed. "How about 'westward journey'? Or... 'ascend to the heavens'?"
"I'm going to find that mage named Sharan."
This time, she didn't want to continue the conversation and turned directly to a passerby, probably to ask for directions.
"Hey, I'll go with you." Fang Mo sighed and followed her. "Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist having some fun and tearing down Floating Castle..."
After asking for directions briefly, the two found out Sharan's exact location. Although Sharan was a court mage of the Principality of Bel Myre, she didn't usually stay at the royal court but was in charge of the affairs at the Mage Guild.
So, after some inquiries, they soon found her at the entrance of the Mage Guild.
As a court mage of the Principality of Bel Myre, Sharan was not human but a dark elf.
Having played the game, Fang Mo recognized her at a glance.
She was a mature woman in every sense, with classic long white hair adorned with a large blue floral crown, wearing a blue silk long dress that highlighted her voluptuous figure, exuding a noble and elegant aura.
As the two approached Sharan, she noticed them first.
"Hmm?"
More precisely, Sharan noticed the young mage beside Fang Mo.
After all, as the head of the Mage Guild, Sharan was very sensitive to the flow of magic and instantly recognized the young mage.
Of course, part of the reason was her identity.
Yes, in the land of Arad, the main races were humans and dark elves, both of which had established countries. Besides them, there was the secretive dwarf race, but demonic beings were indeed rare.
"Adventurers from afar, are you here to see me?"
Although Sharan appeared somewhat aloof, she was surprisingly gentle. Seeing them approach, she smiled and greeted them, "I sensed the flow of magic. You must be a young mage, right?"
"Such strong magic..."
The young mage, looking at Sharan, was clearly a bit overwhelmed, sensing something indescribable.
"I've seen many mages, but it's rare to encounter someone like you from the demonic realm."
Sharan smiled without any malice, "Let me guess... You're here because of some confusion regarding magic?"
"Uh, yes."
The young mage quickly regained her composure, took out a letter from her pocket, and handed it over. "This is a letter of introduction from Linus at the Elvenguard. I want to inquire about advancing my magical knowledge."
"Do you wish to continue your magical path?"
Sharan smiled gently, then took the letter and read it, "Hmm, you resolved the crisis at the Elvenguard? That means your skills are quite good. Perhaps you can choose a specialization for further training."
"Really?"
The young mage asked expectantly, "What should I do?"
"Generally, when your magical attainment reaches a certain level, you can choose a specialization that suits your strengths. I call this process 'job change.'"
Sharan explained with a smile, "I have outlined four paths for mages: Elementalist, who controls the forces of nature; Battle Mage, who fights up close with magic and incantations; Magic Scholar, who studies ancient knowledge; and Summoner, who summons various creatures for combat. Do you have a preference?"
"I want to become an Elementalist!"
Upon hearing this, the little mage instinctively spoke out without thinking, "Mastering the four world-shattering natural elements..."
However, before she could finish her sentence, Fang Mo's large hand suddenly pressed down on her shoulder.
"No, she doesn't want that."
Fang Mo first denied the other party and then looked up at Sharon, speaking in an indisputable tone, "She wants to switch to the profession that uses a whip."
"What?"
"Huh?"
Both Sharon and the little mage were stunned by Fang Mo's statement.
"No, why are you interfering with my career change?" the little mage hurriedly objected, "In our demon world, elementalists who master the powers of ice, fire, light, and darkness are revered by thousands! What is this nonsense about using a whip?"
"I already told you before," Fang Mo replied confidently, "I've mapped out your career path. As my farmhand, you need to learn how to use a whip. Playing with ice and fire... if word gets out, people might think I'm so desperate I'd even go after a snowman."
"Let me choose my own profession!"
The little mage shouted back, "What's the point of learning to use a whip? What, so I can whip you?"
"Are you crazy? Why would you whip me?" Fang Mo waved his hand dismissively, "If you switch to summoning, you could summon Ser Mintuck. It's pitch black and whipping it would be so satisfying. Then you could summon some Demonic Flower Aosuo and have Ser Mintuck pick demonic cotton for you..."
"Aosuo doesn't produce cotton!"
The little mage was really losing her composure, "I'm begging you, just this once, don't force me on this career change..."
"Stay calm. People only grow when they're pushed."
Fang Mo nonchalantly waved his hand, "You're too young to understand the pressure now, but you will in the future."
"You..."
"Only pressure can make people overcome laziness!"
"Only pressure can make people defeat procrastination!"
"Only pressure can make people steadfast in their resolve!"
"Only pressure can make people overcome desperate situations!"
Before the little mage could say anything, Fang Mo shouted solemnly, "Without pressure, a person cannot unleash their full potential! The first time I transmigrated, out of sheer desperation, I scavenged a pearl necklace from a corpse in an alley in front of children! Did I complain then?"
"But I... this..."
The little mage was a bit dazed upon hearing this and finally spoke up, "Are you a mage? Do you understand magic? If not, then don't..."
"I am."
But Fang Mo confidently nodded, "I definitely am."
"Uh?"
Hearing this, Sharan was also taken aback because she didn't sense any magical power from Fang Mo.
But when she focused a bit more, she was suddenly stunned.
Beneath the surface, she saw the terrifying power hidden within that body. No, it wasn't even magical power; it was something even more terrifying, like some dreadful phenomenon from another dimension. It was as if he wasn't human at all but some absurd existence beyond words.
As the president of the Magic Guild, Sharan felt as insignificant as a speck of dust before him.
"You..."
Thinking of this, Sharan took two steps back in awe, looking at Fang Mo with some fear, "Who are you, really?"
"I am the Jade Emperor."
Seeing her panicked reaction, Fang Mo kindly patted the mage beside him, "And this one, she's the chosen one. You may call her..."
"Summoner of the Jade Emperor."