Abel returned to the Holy Continent, so he decided to do some knight training. Bartoli quietly looked by a side, her gaze filled with questions.
When Abel stopped waving his sword around, Bartoli asked with a soft voice “Master, are you the strongest knight in this world?”
“No, there’s still the head commander. I don’t know, there might be some even more powerful ones!” Abel said with uncertainty. The ranking in the Holy Continent was so vague, it was almost like it was buried in a layer of sand.
“Master, my husband was a knight his training looks different from what you do. Although his family’s inheritance faded, I still remember. If you want, I can write it out for you!” Bartoli said with a bow. Since she had become tied up with Abel, all she wanted to do was help her owner level up.
Bartoli could see that her owner could freely travel between two worlds. Although she was not sure how safe the Holy Continent was, she knew Abel might run into some big trouble with his current. So, she just wanted to help as much as she could.
“Thank you, Bartoli. I already reached the peak of my own knight inheritance, so it would be amazing if I could learn more!” Afterward, Abel took out a Portal Bag and threw something inside. He handed over it to her, “Bartoli, this is a portal bag. It has everything you need for now!”
“Thank you master!” Bartoli took the portal bag and opened it with her Power of the Will. It was a 1 square meter portal bag. There was an ink pen, some lamb skin parchments, and a magic circle handbook inside.
“It will still take some time before I can get gear for you. There aren’t many in the Holy Continent and their quality is so bad compared to the ones in the Dark World. Just remember, never mention anything about the Dark World here. Just say you are a homeless wizard!” Said Abel.
Bartoli didn’t want to disappoint her owner so she replied with a soft voice “Master, I don’t really need any gear. I’ve been altered by hell, so I can unleash unlimited amounts of firewall!”
Although the Countess was very well known in the Dark World, it was only a low-level dark gold boss at its core. If it didn’t have a full body of fire resistance gear, her ability could not be pushed to the max.
Bartoli did not know that only intermediate wizards could unleash fire walls in the Holy Continent, and that endlessly unleashing it could reflect that she didn’t need to sacrifice any mana.
“I will find some gears to increase the power of your firewall. Also, try to see if you can level it up?” Abel knew how scary her fire wall was and it could do quite a lot of damage to him, but still, to elite wizards, it might be a bit weak.
“Master, I feel like my firewall can level up ever since I escaped from hell, but it might take a long time!” Bartoli replied carefully.
“That’s great. As long as you can level up, you’ll get better. Time isn’t a problem!” Abel replied excitedley. He could accomplish a lot more things with a trusted Wizard by his side.
In order to increase the spell’s strength, he needed some gear that could increase ‘Warmth’ and ‘Inferno’. Of course, it was best if he could find one that directly increased ‘Fire Wall’, but it was very hard for Abel to come across such a high rank gear.
Too bad Bartoli could no longer go back to the Dark World. Although Abel didn’t know what sacrifice the Oak Tree made to unleash such powerful force to alter the laws of Blood Moor, he knew it couldn’t do this often. Still, it was still nice to have another person to help him out in the Holy Continent.
Suddenly, Abel thought of something important, “Bartoli, can you cook?”
Since Bartoli had escaped hell’s control, she needed to eat like a normal human. If Abel was the only one cooking all the food, it would be too depressing
“Master, I learned cooking from my noble training. I’m just not sure if it will fit your preference!” Bartoli said with a bow.
“Amazing!” Abel said as he quickly took out his full set of spices and handed them over to Bartoli. He continued “Only me, you, Black Wind, and Flying Flame need food here, so I’ll leave our food preparation to you from now on!”
“Oh right, Black Wind!” Abel’s face palmed himself. He suddenly realized Back Wind was still in the Monster Portal Ring, he quickly let him out.
“Flying Flame, go find some food. Today, Bartoli will cook!” Abel commanded. Since Flying Flame was the fastest and it had already scared off all the surrounding creatures, it made sense to let it go hunt.
Flying Flame gently roared as a reply and flew away.
Afterward, Abel yelled at the sky “White Cloud!” And a giant Sky Sparrow flew down from the sky.
White Cloud greeted Abel intimately by sticking its head towards him. With a big smile on his face, Abel began to pet it.
“This is White Cloud, my partner. It is also the prince of the sky, it can stay there forever!” Abel introduced White Cloud to Bartoli.
“Hello, White Cloud!” Bartoli spoke gently, and White Cloud responded with “ghoo..
ghoo…”
“White Cloud, this is Bartoli. She is our partner too!” Abel also introduced Bartoli to White Cloud formally.
Bartoli could tell White Cloud had an important place in her owner’s heart.
They had a giant wild bull for lunch. Abel and Bartoli shared the back of the bull, the 4 legs were shared by Flying Flame and Black Wind, while all the leftovers were picked up by White Cloud.
Bartoli’s cooking skill was nothing extraordinary, but Abel was not too picky anyway. It was already amazing that she could still remember her recipes after tens of thousands of years, and Abel believed she could get better with time.
The greatest thing was that Bartoli had learned the fire spell cooking technique Abel had invented. Although Bartoli’s ‘Fire Bolt’ was unleashed by a magic staff Abel had given her, there might not be a single person in this world who had more than tens of thousands of years of fire spells knowledge like Bartoli.
After lunch, Abel shouted at Johnson, who was still picking the gems “Johnson, be careful!”
Johnson roared to show that he understood as he kept picking up the gems. Abel couldn’t help but mumble to himself “what an honest bastard!”
Upon hearing Abel’s compliments, Black Wind gently nudged Abel with its head. It wanted some compliments as well.
“You also did amazing work today Black Wind!” Of course, Abel did not shy away from complimenting Black Wind. It had saved Abel from danger without even caring about its own safety too many times.
Black Wind shook its head in satisfaction and gave Flying Flame an arrogant look. Suddenly, Flying Flame ran towards Abel with it’s 4 little legs and gently bit Abel’s armor. It was not going to let Abel go until it was complimented as well.
Abel’s face palmed himself. Ever since he had connected with Flying Flame through the soul chain, he realized it was actually still a youngster compared to other pseudo-dragons. And since it didn’t have any parents, it still yearned for love like a child. On the other hand, Black Wind was only 2 years old despite how enormous its body was. So it wasn’t surprising that it acted like a kid.
“Flying Flame, you are the most powerful flying dragon!” Abel said with a certain tone.