Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 533 - 40: Seeking
"No wonder I’ve always felt someone was watching me."
Carl understood:
"So it’s you, waiting for me to break the rules so you can kill me. Too bad you’ll be disappointed."
"Hmph!"
Remiller sneered:
"As long as you live near the Royal City, I’ll keep watching you. Don’t let me find an opportunity."
"Hmm..." Carl squinted:
"Remiller, don’t think that just because you have the protection of the Divine, I’ll be afraid of you. You’re still not a Great Angel."
Not to mention just a Middle Level Angel, even if it’s an Upper Angel...
He’s not impossible to kill!
The silent yet icy murderous intent clung to Remiller like a bone-eating maggot, silently wrapping around her.
Second Tier!
And at the Second Tier Peak!
Remiller’s eyes contracted, a hint of terror surfaced in her gaze, and an involuntary fear arose in her heart.
She actually felt an aura similar to that of a War Angel emanating from Carl.
The fear dissipated in an instant.
"You’re very strong, but this is the world of the Gods." Remiller spread her pure white wings:
"We will meet again."
"Swish!"
With a flash of white light, she borrowed the power of the Divine Realm to return to the Church, once again transforming into a respectable Bishop.
Carl had the strength to kill her; Remiller didn’t deny that. But here, a Wizard’s methods are greatly suppressed and practically ineffective.
"An...Angel..." Ah Bei, who was already dumbfounded when Carl appeared, now stammered while pointing to Remiller’s lingering shadow:
"A real Angel!"
"Indeed." Carl tossed the Soft Sword in his hand to him:
"A not very polite Angel."
"Young man, your kindness saved your life. Gather your things and leave here quickly."
Ah Bei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly kneeled to the ground:
"Esteemed Wizard, please take me as your disciple. Ah Bei is willing to sacrifice everything to gain your knowledge."
"I don’t take disciples." Carl stepped over to Brown’s corpse and picked up the Magic Wand from the ground:
"Carrying a Soft Sword with you, were you planning to kill your Tutor?"
"..." Ah Bei’s hands clenched tightly, and he said sullenly:
"I am nominally Brown’s Apprentice; in reality, I’m his slave. I have learned little witchcraft beside him for so many years, only suffered a lot, and...I don’t want to do evil."
"It shows." Carl looked back at him for a moment, thought, then said:
"Pack your things and wait for me at the manor. I don’t take disciples, but you can do work in exchange for knowledge."
"Hmm..."
"You can keep the witchcraft books here to read yourself."
This young man frightened people with his learned witchcraft, trying to avoid his Tutor’s persecution.
It was out of good intentions.
Plus, indeed some tasks require someone with certain wizard knowledge, so it’s not a bad idea to accept him for now.
"Yes." Ah Bei was overjoyed and nodded eagerly:
"Thank you...Count Karl!"
He did not know Carl, but he knew how terrifyingly powerful someone who could easily kill Brown was.
Moreover, the other party even knew Angels, and dared to threaten them, something even Official Wizards might not do.
Just being beside such a Great Wizard certainly had many benefits.
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A few days later.
The manor was bought by Carl at the price of two thousand gold coins, and Bastin hired people to clean it up.
No ceremonies were held, and he moved in. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
On the day he moved in, editor-in-chief Shalin and the real estate agent sent congratulations.
"Guards, cleaners, cooks, all need to be hired, the price is negotiable, but find honest ones."
Carl wandered around the manor, looking at the beautifully renovated hall, waved to Bastin:
"Just oversee these tasks yourself."
"Yes."
Bastin responded.
"Go ahead." Carl continued walking:
"Ah Bei, come here."
"Yes."
Ah Bei responded, hastily following.
Bastin glanced at Ah Bei, somewhat puzzled about his relationship with Carl.
Not like relatives, more like an apprentice.
But what could Count Karl teach him?
"Underneath this house, there is a Magic Barrier, created by a Second Ring Wizard." Carl said:
"I’m currently unable to deal with it, you seal it."
"Ah!"
Ah Bei was stunned.
He knew the manor’s basement had issues; otherwise, Brown couldn’t harm people beneath the church’s nose repeatedly. But can a Basic Wizard Apprentice seal a Second Ring Wizard’s Barrier?
"The Barrier is dead, you are alive, don’t worry." Carl handed him a thick booklet:
"This has the sealing method. Don’t try to understand, just follow the steps."
"As a reward..."
"Every Saturday afternoon, I’ll spare an hour to help you solve cultivation issues."
"Yes." Ah Bei lowered his head in acceptance, taking the booklet.
"Additionally..." Carl cast a glance at him, then said:
"Are you still following your Tutor’s path?"
"No." Ah Bei shook his head without hesitation:
"Brown’s Wizard Talent wasn’t high, so he considered the Bloodline path, but it cost too much, I..."
"I can’t do it."
Bloodline Magic requires extensive research and sometimes advanced instrument support.
Brown couldn’t even sell the manor for research expenses and harmed several people, accumulating immense wealth.
It’s extremely costly.
"That’s really unfortunate." Carl shook his head:
"Here is a wizard’s desert, and Bloodline Magic is the only way. What your Tutor left is beneficial for you, but since you’re unwilling..."
"Forget it then."
"By the way!"
He remembered something and asked:
"You grew up in the Royal City, do you know the location of the National Opera House?"
"Yes."
Ah Bei nodded:
"It’s on Royal City Avenue."
...
In the evening.
Carl took a carriage to the National Opera House, Shalin was already waiting there with a little girl beside her.
"Count Karl!"
"Hello, Grandpa!"
"Good!"
Carl greeted with a smile:
"Let’s go in first."
"Yes."
Shalin nodded, handed a ticket to the theater security, and led Carl directly to the theater’s backstage.
Here, there were many cast members preparing to perform.
"Today they’re performing the Great Angel Cutting Flame Demon, with National Opera House members playing, many experienced performers from there came."
Shalin led Carl forward, smiling:
"Monica, we meet again."
"Shalin!"
Monica was a woman in her early forties, with noticeable wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but still charming.
"It’s been some time since we last met, what brings you here?"
"My daughter insisted on watching the performance, coincidentally an elder asked me to inquire about something, so I thought of you." Shalin laughed, gestured at Carl:
"Count Karl, Monica has been my childhood playmate, you may ask her anything."
"Hello, Monica." Carl nodded:
"I have a friend who joined the National Opera House about thirty years ago to perform the Divine Opera, named Jenny, do you know about her situation?"
"Jenny? Thirty years ago?" Monica frowned, thought for a moment, then shook her head:
"She is my predecessor but should no longer be at the Opera House, otherwise I wouldn’t have not heard of her."
"I see..." Carl understood:
"Could you help inquire about it?"
"Certainly, no problem." Monica smiled:
"Glad to serve the Count."
Jenny was Carl’s friend from his youth, they knew each other for years and even corresponded while he was in the Black Swamp.
Ever since he went to the Magic Forest, contact was completely lost.
Not at the Opera House?
She was a girl from the countryside, besides having some singing talent, what else could she do?
