Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
It was a busy day in the Holy Continent for Abel, and the guests finally left at night.
He asked some of his closest friends if they wanted to become a wizard, and their reply was shocking.
They were all living very well, and none of them wanted to leave the common world in pursuit of wizardry.
Wizards were mysterious and powerful, and being detached from the common world was not something everyone could tolerate.
Wizard training could take more than hundreds of years, and getting stuck in a bottleneck was very common. Only a small number of talented individuals could rise to the top.
Therefore, not many were willing to take this risk.
After all, they were all living very well with their own family.
Abel looked at the water of life he brought with him with an awkward smile. The only portion he gave out was for The Duke of Marshall, and that was only because The Duke of Marshall didn’t care about status and just wanted to stay in Harry Castle forever.
Abel shook his head. The water of life might not come in handy now, but it would definitely have a chance for his family wizards in the future.
“Lance spirit, lock my room, don’t let anyone disturb me!” Abel yelled.
Soon, 10 little war puppets surrounded his room as energy sifted out from the giant protection circle.
Abel took out a scroll of the town portal and opened a blue portal. He then stepped in to continue his battle with hell creatures.
Early next morning, Steward Burbridge and the servants began to work in the Denan City palace. It had been a long time since they operated, so they had to be extra careful.
Abel stepped out of his room with a slightly tired look lingering. Even with Mad Night Bruce on the team, the battles were just as hard.
10 days of non-stop fighting was draining, especially since he was risking his life at every moment.
He couldn’t make a mistake since he was no longer fighting for himself but his family, his loved ones, and his Kingdom.
“Your Majesty, the food is ready!” Steward Burbridge bowed.
Abel scanned the food with his power of the will. The food was complemented with rabbit essence, the water spirit fruit juice he brought back from the elves, as well as the fruits from Orwell palace.
It seemed like his steward spent a lot of effort into it, and he didn’t want it to go to waste, so he smiled at the chefs and servants as he ate his meal in the dining hall.
“Steward Burbridge, I’ll leave soon. Please take good care of the palace!” Abel said.
“Majesty, I am forever yours command!” Steward Burbridge bowed.
The most honorable thing Steward Burbridge had ever done in his life served Abel, and he hoped his offspring could do so as well.
Abel then looked around at the servants bowing at him. Everything felt alienating.
As a law defying wizard, being an emperor was like playing a child’s game.
Just like that, Abel disappeared under their gaze in a flash of white light.
He arrived at the assassin union headquarters in the forest through a teleportation circle. It was where Bartoli’s magic tower was.
He did not surprise the member of the union and flashed into her magic tower without anyone noticing.
“Master, you are back!” Countess Bartoli had been waiting for him.
Abel gave her a look and realized she was already a rank 18 wizard.
Bartoli was a true genius, and the progress was extraordinary.
If Abel’s progress wasn’t by the song of life in the Dark World 3 times in a row, there was no way he would be a rank 22 dragon druid and a rank 21 wizard.
The only spells other than ‘telekinesis’ and ‘move in a flash’ Bartoli could do were fire spells.
Her body was altered by hell, so she had a super close bond with fire elements.
So, there was no way she could master spells other than fire spells unless they were extremely low level.
After all, she lived with the flame of hell for tens of thousands of years. Even Abel was no match to her when it came to knowledge on fire.
“Bartoli, I’ve brought you a fire wizard guide. Take a look!” Abel said as he took out a full fire wizard guide in a box replicated by the research spirit.
He didn’t want to change Bartoli’s path. He was no fire expert due to how fast he progressed, so he had no right to make another suggestion.
The most important section was the enlightenment of law-defying wizards, which was the foundation of all fire wizard organizations.
“Thank you master!” Bartoli held the box in her hand and bowed.
She opened the box and flicked through the books in detail. Her eyes began to sparkle. The instructions for her future path were extremely clear.
“Bartoli, this is an eternal flame from hell. You will need it when you become a law defying wizard!” Abel took out the flame and placed it on the ground.
Bartoli was caught off guard for a moment. She had stayed with those flames for tens of thousands of years, and she was reminded once again of the tremendous scenes she saw.
The destruction of mankind, the evil of human nature, and the slaughter of hell were all nightmares that haunted her.
But then, she remembered how her master had saved her from hell and brought her to this world of peace.
For her master, she would remain on guard forever. It was like living in a dream, with the seemingly unlimited supply of resources from his master. She trained madly and finally reached the pinnacle of the Holy Continent.
Although she didn’t know how her master’s progress was even faster than her, she sensed a hint of terror mixed with holiness from him.
If their souls weren’t bond together, she would definitely have mistaken Abel as a man from heaven.
The only explanation she could give was that heaven had arrived and left a scent on her master.
Therefore, all she wanted was to get even more powerful to protect her master. With countless years of fire knowledge, she was confident in her progress.
“Master, I’m running out of resources. Can I come with you to the Central Continent?” she asked.
It was the first time she ever asked Abel for anything.
“Bartoli, this is the reason I came back. But before that, I need to leave something here. I hope you can take in a loyal disciple and keep them a secret!” Abel smiled.
He then took out 3 boxes from his Holy Portal bag. 2 of them were the guides for the law of Ice and the law of Lightning. The final one was his documented experience of being an alchemist and blacksmith.
He couldn’t leave behind the Ice inherited object, the ice bed, as he needed it for his own training.
But still, he had more than enough resources to create a secret backup for his family.
It was the tradition of big families.
Bartoli put away the boxes. They were not really her business anyway. What she needed were fire resources.
“Follow me!’ Abel then added.
They arrived outside of the magic tower, and Abel opened the barrier circle. Although Bartoli was the master of this magic tower, Abel also had the highest authority since he was her master.
After they were separated from the world, Abel summoned Doff.
“Doff, make a hole in the ground!” He pointed and said.
Doff roared and heavily struck down with its ancient totem.
White beams blasted out, and a scary force plunged into the ground.
However, it did not stop. Since it was connected with Abel through the soul, it knew exactly what Abel wanted next.
It unleashed another strike, and the 6-meter deep hole it created on the ground gotten even larger.
With the club technique, Doff’s control of his ancient totem was immaculate. It was almost like the hammer of a blacksmith as it continued to strike.
Finally, a 15 meters deep 5 meters wide hole was opened up.
“Doff, nice job!” Abel smiled and padded his chest. The excited Doff was gone once again.
“Follow me!’ He then turned to Bartoli.
The two appeared in the hole with a flash. The ground was made out of tough soil with almost the density of rocks, so you could just imagine how scary Doff’s strength was.
Abel surrounded a big chunk of soil below him with his power of the will, and they were put away in his Holy Portal bag.
He continued to flash as he kept increasing the size of this underground hole. With the Holy Portal Bag, his power of will become the best digger.
Just like that, a huge space was opened up underground. Due to the fragility of the land, underground water began to sift out.
However, Abel’s goal was achieved. He directly took out the portable nurture base from his Holy portal bag. Since it had been put away for a while, it had absorbed a lot of energy from Abel’s top-level gems. If it was put away for just a little longer, it might start to run out of energy.
The space he opened up was exactly the size of the portable nurture base, which was why Abel was not worried about the soil collapsing.
Bartoli was shocked, but she kept quiet as Abel did his moves.
“Bartoli, follow me again!” Abel placed his hand on Bartoli’s shoulder and flashed into the base.
Suddenly, a garden filled with sunlight appeared in front of her.
Abel did not let Bartoli stop to admire the view. Instead, he flashed again and arrived at the operation room below.
“Nurture spirit, add Bartoli as an operator!” Abel said.
Afterward, a green light beamed upon Bartoli, and her power of the will was recognized by the spirit.