parentshiftbook Chapter 230 Ancient Legends and the Arrival of Reality
Chapter 230 Ancient Legends and the Arrival of Reality
Chapter 230 Ancient Legends and the Arrival of Reality
In the prime plane of Erosia, a vibrant new city rebuilt from ruins.
A boy named Chuck is having a heated argument with his friends.
"The wizard is real! My grandfather's father saw him with his own eyes!" Chuck blushed and loudly defended himself to the several taller children around him.
"Come on, Chuck!" one of the children scoffed. "Your behavior is so childish! Wizards? Those are just things adults make up to scare disobedient kids!"
Another person chimed in, "That's right! If there really were flying, fire-breathing wizards, would we still need the city guards to protect us?"
But Chuck was unusually convinced that his grandfather wouldn't lie to him.
In that distant past—said to be over a hundred years ago, during the dark ages of war and chaos—his grandfather's father, when he was still a young soldier, must have witnessed those sorcerers who descended from the sky like gods!
Arguments among children often lack logic and rationality.
Ultimately, it inevitably ended with them pushing and shoving each other, escalating into increasingly heated arguments, and even physical fights.
"Stop! You bunch of little bastards!"
Fortunately, a patrol squad of city guards soon discovered the dispute.
They initially stood aside with their arms crossed, watching the commotion with interest. After they had seen enough, one of the city guards, who appeared to be the captain, stepped forward with a stern face and used his authoritative voice to stop the chaotic fight.
Because the other side had a large number of people, Chuck lost the fight and returned home with a bruised and swollen face, which drew a lot of complaints from his mother.
Strangely, Chuck showed no sign of dejection despite losing the fight.
Even deep in his eyes, there was a hint of unspeakable smugness.
At dinner, looking out the window at the sky gradually turning orange-red as dusk approached, he quickly finished the last bite of his meal, said goodbye to his parents, and prepared to go out.
Come back soon!
Amidst his parents' concerned admonitions behind him, he left his warm home with a hard, dark piece of bread he had secretly taken from the kitchen.
Soon, relying on his familiarity with the terrain, he deliberately avoided the city guards who were still patrolling the streets and arrived at an abandoned area on the outskirts of the city.
In a dark and damp alley filled with clutter, Chuck finally met the person he had arranged to meet—a hunched figure huddled in the darkest part of the alley, wearing a tattered black robe.
The other person's face was completely hidden in the shadow cast by the hood, making it impossible to see clearly.
Coupled with his hunched, almost deformed body, and the eerie, rotting aura emanating from him, it was easy to tell that this guy was definitely not a good person.
But Chuck's expression brightened at that moment. He strode forward and greeted the other man expectantly, "Wizard! I've arrived!"
He clearly remembered that a few days ago, he had inadvertently seen this strange figure in the vicinity, and the strange ability that the figure could conjure a ball of black flame out of thin air in order to drive away a stray dog.
That scene made him absolutely certain that the person in front of him was definitely the legendary "wizard" who actually existed!
The child's overwhelming curiosity made him instinctively ignore the unsettling and eerie aura emanating from the "wizard."
In particular, after discovering that this "wizard" seemed easy to talk to, Chuck became completely attached to him as if he had found a treasure. Finally, after several days of persistent pleading, the "wizard" agreed to teach him some real "wizard magic" today if he could bring him food!
Looking at the "wizard's" withered hand, it reached out from the shadows and took the black bread that he had brought.
Chuck began to uncontrollably fantasize about what kind of witchcraft the other person would teach him.
Is it flamethrower?
Or flight?
He had even begun to imagine how he would teach his disbelieving friends a lesson once he learned witchcraft.
The "wizard" took the bread and, as if no one else was around, stuffed it into his mouth, making a teeth-grinding chewing sound.
After finishing his meal, he looked up at Chuck, and a strange smile spread across his face, revealing his menacing white teeth.
"Very good, little one—let me think—what kind of witchcraft should I teach you—"
As he spoke those hoarse and unpleasant words, he stretched out his withered, claw-like hand and slowly reached towards Chuck's tender neck.
"stop!"
At the critical moment, a furious shout, like a thunderclap, came from the alley entrance!
Chuck turned around in surprise and found that the person who came was the city guard captain who had stopped them from fighting earlier that day.
Upon seeing Captain Chen Weijun and the entire fully armed squad of city guards following behind him, the "wizard" let out a disgruntled "spit," seemingly quite annoyed by the sudden interruption.
He turned and fled quickly into the depths of the alley.
However, the city guard captain did not rush to give chase.
He strode over to Chuck, his face stern as he gave him a stern lecture: "You brat, you're coming with me to see your parents later! I'm going to let them give you a piece of their mind! Don't you know that people like this, with their mysterious backgrounds and secretive demeanor, could very well be child traffickers?!"
At the same time, before the "wizard" could run far, a group of city guards wielding sharp blades emerged from the other end of the alley.
The city guards on both sides tightly surrounded his escape route.
Seeing that the "human trafficker" was about to be caught red-handed, he surrendered without resistance.
The enemy, trapped in the center, suddenly let out an angry roar that sounded inhuman.
Immediately, a fist-sized, pitch-black fireball condensed in his palm and blasted it towards the city guards who were slowly approaching!
"Be careful!"
The city guard captain glared angrily at the sight!
He shouted and suddenly exerted force from his waist and abdomen, throwing the steel spear in his hand out like lightning.
The spear accurately struck the black fireball, detonating it prematurely in mid-air!
Boom!
The violent shockwave from the explosion still caused the walls on both sides of the alley to collapse with a deafening roar. Even the city guards on the captain's side were thrown about by the violent shockwave, falling to the ground.
Seeing that an even more dangerous black fireball was gathering in the opponent's hand,
The city guard captain, who had already fallen to the ground like a wolf, gritted his teeth and without hesitation pulled Chuck to his side, shielding him with his own body, ready to use his own flesh and blood to withstand the fatal blow.
Just as the "wizard" was about to continue his attack and completely kill these troublesome mortals, he suddenly had a strange feeling of being watched.
He suddenly looked up at the sky and saw a scene that he could not believe!
In the dim sky above his head, two figures were silently suspended.
It was as if they had been there all along.
The two people were staring at him with keen interest, as if they were observing some kind of wondrous creature they had never seen before.
Jemin floated in mid-air, looking down at the man in the black robe and the fireball in his hand that was burning fiercely and containing negative energy, and tilted his head with curiosity.
He turned to David beside him and said with emotion, "I thought he was just an ordinary child trafficker, but I didn't expect that there was something really wrong with him."
David, however, was not as relaxed as Jemin.
He looked down at the man's abnormally hunched body and his withered arms, which, though dry and lifeless, still controlled the elements, and his expression turned extremely grim.
He said in a deep voice, "The mutations on this guy show signs of human intervention—the situation is worse than we thought. That illegal wizard is definitely not just someone who stole a fragmented meditation technique!"
Jemin nodded in agreement: "To be able to wield such power when one isn't a wizard—that illegal wizard must also possess knowledge that allows them to bestow power upon others!"
Upon hearing the conversation from the sky, the "wizard" felt as if he had been doused with ice water; his twisted mind was finally overwhelmed by boundless fear.
He couldn't help but scream, and suddenly hurled the fireball in his hand into the sky. At the same time, violent flames erupted from his body, propelling him away like a runaway propulsion unit!
Unfortunately, he was facing two real level two wizards. Jemin simply extended a finger.
A tiny, almost invisible ray of energy flashed by.
It precisely obliterated most of the creature's body, leaving only its head, still bearing a terrified expression, falling from the sky.
"Thank you for your help, Wizard!"
After narrowly escaping death, the city guard captain immediately led his men to react, kneeling down in gratitude towards the two figures in the sky and shouting their thanks.
Jemin simply glanced at them and ignored them.
These city guards are all androids mass-produced by the Norn Workshop.
The various emotions of excitement and gratitude they are currently displaying are actually pre-programmed procedures designed to maintain social stability.
Although it is very anthropomorphic, it is ultimately all fake.
He pointed, and the head that had fallen to the ground floated automatically into his hand.
He casually handed it to David beside him: "Analyze it and see if there's any useful information left in this guy's soul."
After doing all this, Jemin turned his attention to Chuck, the boy who had been staring blankly at the two of them in the sky the whole time.
The child's face was a mixture of lingering fear from escaping death and the shock of witnessing a "witchcraft" duel.
His pupils contracted sharply due to the immense emotional impact, and his mouth opened wide unconsciously, as if he had even forgotten to breathe.
That innocent face was now filled with the purest and most primal awe and worship for the unknown world!
Jemin looked at him, somewhat surprised.
"Interesting—" he said, stroking his chin with surprise. "I never imagined that in just over a hundred years, after initial bloodline optimization, a 'human' like this little fellow, born with talents approaching those of a second-level wizard apprentice, could actually be born naturally."
"In that case," he silently calculated in his mind, "it's estimated that in a few hundred years, this branch of Norren Academy in the Erosian plane will be able to officially begin recruiting qualified wizard apprentices on the mainland."
Without lingering any longer, after analyzing the information in the skull, Jemin and David left without hesitation.
Watching the two figures disappear into the sky like shooting stars, Chuck, unable to recover for a long time, left with an eternal longing for the existence of "wizards" in his eyes.