Abe the Wizard

Abel dragged his tired body out of the portal door with Black Wind. He felt like it was the first time he entered the Dark World. Back then, every battle exhausted him like this.

Burning Dead Archers with Flaming arrows, Burning Corpses with fire strikes, and Desert Knights with Fire Enchantments all gave Abel quite a hard time.

Luckily, he had the data analyzing ability of the world stone. Even though he was in the front line of battle, he did not get hurt.

Abel looked through the magic tower’s window towards Harry Castle bathing in sunshine. He was about to leave. Sentiment arose from within.

After breakfast, Abel directly teleported to the Kingdom of St Ellis Wizard Union. As he was walking towards the hall from the teleportation circle, a voice emerged and stopped Abel’s footsteps.

“Grandmaster Abel. What brought you here?” Abel recognized that it was Wizard Johnson, Wizard Morton’s friend. He didn’t expect to see him here.

Wizard Johnson’s words sent the entire Union hall in silence. The name ‘Grandmaster Abel’ was more glorious in the Kingdom of St Ellis Wizard Union than any place in the world. All of a sudden, the hall was filled with gazes of admiration, respect, jealousy, and most of all, horror.

Most of the people in the Kingdom of St Ellis Wizard Union knew what would happen if they tried to mess with Abel. Countless wizards from the Duchy of Keyen and many powerful elite wizards had died in Abel’s hands. That was a fact, with or without evidence.

Especially Wizard Cliff. In the past, no one believed Abel had the abilities to kill him, but ever since the news that Abel had killed 3 elite wizards began to spread, anyone with a mind knew who Cliff’s murderer was.

Abel could sense the gazes around him, but he couldn’t care less. He rarely came to the Kingdom of St Ellis Wizard Union anyway. If it wasn’t for the fact that he had accepted Wizard Dunn’s mission, he would not come here.

“Hello Wizard Johnson, I’m here to find Wizard Dunn to accept the orc battle mission!” Said Abel with a bow.

Wizard John was one of the very few Wizards he felt a little positive about in the Wizard Union. It was all thanks to Wizard Johnson’s warning. He knew about Wizard Cliff’s plan earlier, allowing him to escape the Duchy of Carmel in time. So, Abel always wanted to thank him.

“Grandmaster Abel, you progressed very quickly!” Wizard Johnson sighed. Abel was still a little kid next to Wizard Morton the first time he saw him. Now, every wizard in the Kingdom of St Ellis Wizard Union respected him.

“All thanks to your help!” Said Abel with a smile.

When he saw the atmosphere tense up, Wizard Johnson quickly followed, “Ok, I’ll take you to Mr. Dunn now!”

“Thank you so much!” Abel said with a nod.

Wizard Johnson then placed his hand on Abel’s shoulder, and the two of them vanished from the hall.

The chatter resumed in the hall after Abel left. Everyone began to discuss what Abel had done–what could a big figure like this be doing in the Wizard Union?

“Abel, you are here?” Wizard Dunn stood in his guest room and greeted him with a smile. Although Abel was generations younger than him, Abel’s status was still too high. He could not use this as an excuse to pressure Abel.

Although Wizard Dunn did not bow, standing up to greet a fellow Thunder Wizard Line member was still a huge show of respect for him;

“Wizard Dunn!” Abel formed a cross with his hands in front of his chest and did a wizard bow.

Wizard Johnson did not want to disturb the two, so he said, “I’ll go first!”

Abel gently bowed, and Wizard Johnson disappeared from the guest room.

Wizard Dunn then stepped up and poured a glass of juice for Abel and asked with a friendly voice, “Abel, did you get someone to take care of your domain already?”

Wizard Dunn had not interacted with Abel much, so he was very mindful of the words he said. He had to make sure he came across as friendly.

“Wizard Dunn, everything is set. I’m here today to accept the battle of the Orcs mission you told me!” Said Abel with a smile as he accepted the glass of juice with a bow.

“This month is May. The battle of the orcs this year already started!” Wizard Dunn said as he took a seat.

“Does time matter? Do I need to wait till next year, then?” Abel asked in a confused voice. He had already handed over everything about his domain and business.

“Normally, the battle with the orcs officially starts in June and lasts for 3 years, but the beginner wizards who join every year often have little fighting experience, let alone life savers in battle. Because of this, we enroll them 3 months earlier, so we can organize trainers from Miracle City to teach them,” Wizard Dunn explained.

“Fighting experience?” Abel understood. New official wizards would often stay in their magic towers. Although they would go on some low-risk mission, they had little to no fighting experience.

If you threw these wizards on the front line in a battle against the orcs, you would basically be throwing a large number of resources away. Wizards were not like soldiers or knights; there were not many of them to go around.

Every wizard was extremely precious in the Holy Continent. It was just too hard to cultivate them. They needed talent, resources, luck, and countless other factors.

“Of course, Abel, we don’t need to discuss your fighting experience. That training will just be a walk in the park for you, so I’ve already discussed it with the guards in Miracle City. They wrote your name with 2 months of training, and you can directly join the mission!” Said Wizard Dunn with a smile.

“Thank you!” Abel knew Wizard Dunn must have done a lot for him. It was definitely not easy to break the rules like this.

“This is your mission identity card, and also your military card. When you get to Miracle City, you are no longer Abel. You are no.k3516. The Miracle City giant protection circle will only identify this military card!” Said Wizard Dunn as he handed over the military card to Abel.

Abel looked at this military card with a weird expression. Does that mean from now on he had become a soldier?

“Ah, I’m old, always forget things. I still have one thing for you!” Suddenly, Wizard Dunn took out a silver mask and handed it over to Abel.

Abel looked at the mask in confusion and said, “Does that mean you want to fully hide my identity?”

“Not only you, but every wizard also needs to use a military card to enter Miracle City. Of course, some wizards will like to wear a mask as well, but at the end of the day, it’s just up to their personal preference. It doesn’t matter how glorious your name is outside; I’m afraid no one will look after you in Miracle City!” Said Wizard Dunn with a smile.

“Why?” Abel knew how prestigious his name was in the Holy Continent. Even in the core of the human world, Liante City, he was deeply respected. How come no one would give him any special treatment in Miracle City.

“Because the entire Miracle City is controlled by a single spirit. All wizards, warriors, and knights need to follow its lead. It’s totally unbiased, and no one can change that. The reason that we can let you join the training halfway is that the spirit agreed. We can not trick it.” Wizard Dunn explained.

Who came up with this crazy idea of letting a single spirit to control the gate to the human race? But after Abel gave it more thoughts, maybe a highly intelligent spirit would be safer than a group of humans.

Humans could make mistakes, but a spirit wouldn’t. As long as it was provided with enough information, it could have a perfect defense.