I Don't Agree to the Terms-Chapter 1049 - 552: Did This Curse Wander Onto the Wrong Set?

Isso was stumbling through the wilderness in despair. First, he saw his childhood friend Sophina entwined with a yellow-haired street thug, which agitated him greatly, leading to the awakening of the devil's bloodline within him.

This filled him with immense panic, and he had no choice but to abandon everything and flee the town.

Otherwise, if the Dawn Church discovered his condition, they would surely burn him at the stake.

He never expected that he would encounter such a situation one day.

"Great Master of the Dawn, please redeem me..." He kept chanting the Dawn Bible, hoping to eradicate the devil's bloodline within him.

It was drizzling in the wilderness, and the wind made him feel unbearably cold. He quickly sobered up and realized he must find shelter.

Otherwise, the cold would claim his life.

Fortunately, his luck wasn't too bad; he soon found a hunter's cabin, or perhaps a woodcutter's cabin.

As he pushed the door open, he suddenly noticed a shadowy figure inside.

"No, I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone was here." At this moment, Isso was naturally very afraid of others. He didn't know how many kingdoms were influenced by the Dawn Church to hunt down those with devil's bloodline.

"It's okay, you can come in to escape the rain. I'm just a weary scholar," the person's voice was gentle and pleasant, which somewhat reassured Isso.

Seeing the cold wind blowing outside, Isso eventually entered the wooden cabin.

The cabin was warm, and the person added some firewood to the slightly dim stove, raising the temperature somewhat.

However, due to the dim light, Isso couldn't clearly see the scholar's appearance, only that the person seemed to be flipping through a slightly old book.

"Are you a scholar of the Church?" Isso asked boldly.

"Sorry, I am not a scholar of the Church, nor a scholar of the nobility, just a wandering scholar," the person replied.

"There are wandering scholars?!" Isso was a bit surprised.

A scholar was a position, not an identity. Only those recognized and certified by the nobility or the Church could be called scholars.

"Of course there are, why wouldn't there be?"

After adding the firewood, the flames gradually rose, allowing Isso to finally see the scholar's appearance — an ordinary middle-aged man. The book he was reading was incomprehensible to Isso, not because it was too profound, but because he was illiterate.

Only the nobility and clergy were qualified to read. Others were not allowed to learn, as writing was considered a divine gift, which they were unworthy of accessing.

"Then... do you know about the devil's bloodline?" Isso hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking.

In his view, being literate meant receiving a divine gift, surely knowing about the devil's bloodline and possibly even possessing a way to purify it, allowing him to return home.

"Of course, I know. It's a very long story, and I don't think you'd want to hear it."

"If you knew the secrets within, perhaps you'd never be able to return to your original life."

Gu Shanhai spoke calmly, but in the dim light, his presence seemed even more mysterious to Isso.

Isso swallowed hard and said, "Could it be that it involves the divine realm?"

"You could say that," Gu Shanhai agreed.

"I just want to know if the devil's bloodline can be purified; it's very important." Isso's voice trembled, clearly not wanting to know these things.

"A long time ago, perhaps thousands of years ago, there...

Gu Shanhai narrated the tale of a 'powerful' wizard during the transition from a low-magic to no-magic era of the last wave of Magic Power, who created a church named Dawn to preserve his strength and battled alongside a noble alliance formed by other equally 'powerful' wizards.

After the Magic Power tidal wave completely receded, the wizards vanished, but the Church and nobility remained, ruling the world through the legacy left by their ancestors.

"No, you're lying. It's impossible, absolutely impossible!!!" Isso, filled with fear, wanted to flee the cabin but found his body wouldn't obey him and was forced to listen, ultimately shattering his world view.

The god he always revered was a devil, and the nobles he served also had devil's blood flowing within them.

The existence of wizards was something a fourteen-year-old pauper like him couldn't possibly accept.

Rebuttal? The idea never even crossed his mind.

With time, he gradually calmed down and looked at Gu Shanhai, hoarsely asking, "Scholar sir, are you a wizard too?"

"Well, not exactly," Gu Shanhai replied nonchalantly, but before Isso could sigh with relief, Gu Shanhai added, "If you want to become a wizard, I can help you; I know a thing or two."

As Gu Shanhai said this, he waved the book in his hand — a Wizard Meditation Method book from the previous era of Magic Power.

Even if it could only reach the level of a Wizard Apprentice, in this era, it was quite suitable.

Indeed, this was Isso's original stroke of luck. If he hadn't met Gu Shanhai, then upon reaching this cabin, he would have found this magical artifact reactivated by the return of the Magic Power tides and accidentally acquired the meditation method, using it to tap into the magic within his bloodline, ultimately leading this world down a crooked path.