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Chapter 173

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Abel followed Wizard Moreton into a door with a hotel sign hanging on it. This place was different from the hotels in other cities. As soon as he entered the door, he could feel that everyone's voice was very soft. No one was talking loudly. For a moment, he thought he had entered a high-end hotel in his original world.

Moreton brought Abel to an empty table and sat down. A waiter quickly walked over and bowed, "Honorable Mr. Wizard, what would you like to order?"

Abel was surprised to find that this waiter was a novice wizard. Although he was only rank 1, he was still a real novice wizard. Why was he working as a waiter here?

"Two sets of meals and an empty wine glass!" Said Wizard Moreton to the waiter.

After the waiter left, Abel couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, that waiter is a rank 1 novice wizard. Why is he working as a waiter here?"

In Abel's mind, even those low ranking wizards who were painstakingly waiting by the magic tower were very noble in Bakong City. Most of them were nobles. Just by looking at how they accepted the mission that Abel thought was very complicated without hesitation, you could tell how powerful they were.

"Because he still has a glimmer of hope!" Wizard Moreton looked at the waiter's back as he left and said, "The Wizard Union has gathered a large number of official wizards here to accept missions. There are opportunities everywhere. Maybe one day he will be chosen by an official wizard as a disciple. This kind of situation is very common here. That's why countless low ranking wizards stay here, just for that glimmer of hope."

Abel couldn't help but change his impression of that waiter. Anyone who pursued their dreams should not be laughed at!

"If you don't have a job here, a huge amount of gold coins will make it impossible for low ranking wizards to stay here for long. That's why you can see low ranking wizards doing all kinds of jobs everywhere in this city. They are all people who are constantly pursuing the path of a wizard." Wizard Moreton sighed.

"Teacher, what is the goal of a wizard?" Abel asked confusedly. Although he learned spells and became a rank 3 wizard, his understanding of wizards was still limited to using spells to attack enemies and extend their lifespan. The Wizard Union required every wizard to not get involved in worldly affairs. So what was the goal of training?

Abel's goal was very clear. He wanted to become a wizard, train his mana, open the town portal scroll, and go home!

Reality had destroyed this hope. The way home was sealed. The town portal scroll could only open a door to the broken Dark World.

Now that Abel saw so many beginner wizards with a glimmer of hope, his heart began to waver.

"Do you think the world you see is the real world?" Wizard Moreton asked with a smile on his face.

"The real world? Isn't it? "Abel looked at Wizard Moreton in confusion.

Wizard Morton said with a yearning look on his face, "I've told you, this world is very big. It's so big that you can't even imagine it. If you're lucky enough to become an advanced wizard, then you can go further and see more!"

"The world is very big?" Ever since he entered the Wizard World, the most powerful wizard he had ever met was his teacher, Wizard Morton, who was an intermediate wizard. As for advanced wizards, he had never even heard of one before, let alone one who had broken through to an advanced wizard's level.

"Abel, you are my favorite disciple. Perhaps you are the only one who can reach the end. You have to remember, wizards are divided into three stages: 'use the law,' 'understand the law,' and 'master the law.' This is what my teacher told me. I have let him down, and I will never be able to enter the 'understand the law' stage!" Wizard Moreton said with a sad look, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

"'Use the law,' 'understand the law,' and 'master the law.'" Abel mumbled.

"The prestigious Mr. Wizard, here is the set meal you ordered!" At that moment, a waiter came to the table with a tray and said respectfully.

Wizard Moreton nodded, and the waiter placed two sets of set meal in front of Abel and Wizard Moreton. Afterward, he placed an empty crystal bottle in front of Wizard Moreton and bowed before leaving.

Wizard Moreton took out a bottle of red wine from his portal bag. After pouring half a glass, he carefully closed the lid.

Abel recognized this bottle of red wine as his gift to his teacher. Even now, he only drank synthetic red wine. Even the famous wine from his own winery was not good enough for him.

However, seeing his teacher being so careful, Abel couldn't help but feel a little guilty. His teacher didn't ask him to give him red wine, but he knew his teacher loved red wine, so he didn't give him any more after the last time.

Abel put his hand into his portal bag. He always put his daily necessities like red wine in his portal bag so he could take it out easily. When he took his hand out, there were already two bottles of red wine in his hand. They were the best red wine in the world after combining them with the Hradik cube.

After putting the two bottles of red wine on the table, before Abel could say anything, a voice suddenly came from beside him, "Moreton, long time no see!"

Abel was shocked. He was an elite Knight. His intuition was like an instinct. How could he not notice someone approaching him?

"Johnson, why are you here?" Wizard Moreton stood up and hugged an old man in a grey robe.

Abel knew that his teacher and Wizard Johnson must be very good friends when he saw them hugging each other. Hugging each other might be a sign of intimacy for normal people, but for wizards, it meant that they were willing to give their lives to each other. Hugging each other was equivalent to removing all of your body's defenses and entering into the closest possible contact with each other.

Wizard Johnson sat beside Wizard Moreton. He waved his hand in his portal bag, and a wine glass appeared in his hand.

"Pour it for me. I'm so thirsty on the way here." Wizard Johnson raised the wine glass in his hand towards Wizard Moreton.

Wizard Moreton first put the two bottles of red wine on the table into his portal bag. After that, he opened the half bottle of red wine, poured half a glass, and put the lid back on.

"Old man, I think you're a little stingy now." Said Wizard Johnson with a smile as he raised the wine glass in his hand.

Abel couldn't help but laugh when he saw Wizard Johnson, who looked even older than Wizard Moreton, calling his teacher an old man.

Wizard Moreton didn't care about Wizard Johnson. He only looked at him with pity as he drank the wine in his hand in one gulp.

"What wine is this?" Wizard Johnson's eyes sparkled. He reached out his hand to grab the wine bottle, but his hand caught nothing. The wine bottle was already in Wizard Moreton's hand.

"If you drink red wine like that, you'll ruin any good wine." Said Wizard Moreton in disdain as he looked at Wizard Johnson.

Although he said that, Wizard Moreton still poured half a glass of red wine for Wizard Johnson.

Wizard Johnson gently took a sip of the red wine. After a while, he looked at Abel and asked Wizard Moreton, "Is this your disciple?"

"Yes, I just took him in. I brought him here to apply for a wizard badge." Wizard Moreton's eyes were filled with a sense of relief.

"This red wine is from him, right?" Wizard Johnson asked again.

"Yes!" Wizard Moreton felt something was wrong as soon as he answered, so he asked back, "Why are you asking this?"

"No wonder you took him in as your disciple. If you had such good wine for me, I would also take it." Said Wizard Johnson with a serious expression as he nodded his head.

"Why are you here?" Wizard Moreton asked.

"Werewolves have appeared in the Duchy of Carmel many times. Also, after you handed over the body of the wolf Knight of Flaurling, the investigation department reported that the werewolves had increased their activity in this area. Therefore, I was sent here to investigate." Said Wizard Johnson with a serious expression.

Abel's heart skipped a beat. His hatred for the werewolves was too deep, and he had received too many benefits from them. Could the werewolves be targeting him now?

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