Chapter 345
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Late at night, Hearthstone Tavern.
Josiah sat in his study and stared at the ceiling. On the ceiling, an Origin Crystal emitted a warm light, dispersing the darkness in the room. An unknown insect was attracted by the light and kept flapping its wings around the Origin Crystal.
Hiri had already returned to her room early today. After all, after Hiri said that in the carriage, she covered her face with her hands and fell into a shy state.
Josiah was also affected by the atmosphere. He didn't think that this girl would tell him about her marriage so seriously. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer Hiri.
This doesn't seem to be any different from entrusting her for the rest of her life, right? Or should I say, proposing?
As Josiah was thinking about how to face Hiri tomorrow, a crow landed on the window of Josiah's study.
"What's the result of the investigation?" Josiah put away the conflicted expression on his face and turned to look at the crow.
"Among the Seven Sages of Noland, the one in purple is the one with the least information. The only information we can gather is that she once fought with the one in yellow for a disciple." The Dark Elf Qianmian's voice came from the crow's beak.
"Alright, I'll have to trouble you."
Josiah didn't expect the Black Pigeon to bring him any useful information. The one in purple was far older than the Black Pigeon organization.
The crow hopped a few times on the windowsill of the study before flapping its wings and disappearing into the night.
The Dark Elf's departure didn't mean that Josiah's investigation was over. A message popped up in front of Josiah. The sender of this message was the Gray Owl.
The Purple-Clothed Herlors? I do know something about her past, but it's not a memory that people want to recall.
Josiah glanced at the first paragraph of the Gray Owl's message and knew that asking the Gray Owl was the right choice.
The message was very long. This Sage, known as Noland's living fossil, told Josiah some things that happened in Noland's past.
The purple-robed figure was the only female among the Seven Sages of the Nolan Empire. Her beauty and aptitude had naturally captured the hearts of the other Sages.
The gray-robed man frankly stated that 'Back then, the fight between Crosier and Morax, the yellow-robed man and the black-robed man was the fiercest.' In the end, the black-robed man won.
Back then, Noland was only the size of a small town, but it held the grandest wedding.
However, life after marriage was not a happy one. There was a rumor among the Spell Casters called the 'Bloodline Curse'. The more talented the Spell Casters were, the less likely the children born from the union would survive.
The grey-robed man's message was abruptly cut off at this point, and Josh had no choice but to send another message to the grey-robed man.
"The child they gave birth to died?" Josiah asked.
"The young human body couldn't withstand such a huge amount of magic. Even Herlors almost lost her life …"
"…"
From the Gray Owl's message, Josiah could guess that the Gray Owl was not in a relaxed mood.
"She's a good mother. That's the only impression I have of her. So, your assistant becoming her disciple is something to be happy about. Herlors has been alone for too long. Also … If you're still worried, I've already asked Ned to bring you a small gift. "
After Josh finished listening to the gray-robed man's narration, the owl 'Ned' that the gray-robed man was rearing flew in through the window punctually.
The Owl was holding a palm-sized box in its claws. It landed on the table in front of Josiah.
Josiah grabbed the dried fish he had for dinner and fed it to the Owl. After it was done, it flew out of the window in satisfaction.
"Seal?"
Josiah picked up the wooden box. There were unknown magic inscriptions flashing on the surface. It seemed like a seal that couldn't be broken by brute force.
Gray magic overflowed from Josiah's palm, and the magic inscriptions were easily erased.
Josiah opened the box. The first thing he saw was a small piece of paper. The handwriting was from the Gray Owl.
On it was written, "Ring of Clarity. After wearing it, one will be immune to any level of mental magic. One of the relics found in the underground ruins."
Josiah picked up the plain-looking silver ring. Just the fact that it was a relic from the underground ruins showed how valuable this ring was.
The Gray Owl was generous enough to give it to Josiah. One reason was that Josiah had helped him a lot, and the other was that he really hoped that the Purple Owl could find a satisfactory disciple in his lifetime.
"Is this the only way?"
Josiah placed the ring in the box and took a deep breath. Then, he picked up the ring and walked out of the study.
… …
The door to Hiri's room was not locked. Even if it was, Josiah, as the owner of the Hearthstone Tavern, would definitely be able to find the key.
Josiah smoothly walked into Hiri's room. The room was a little messy. Canvases were piled up in the corner of the room, and there were also various paints and palettes.
There was a pleasant smell in the air that whetted one's appetite.
Josiah carefully walked into the room and glanced at the bed. Hiri was in a deep sleep with her eyes closed.
This spellcaster lady had become lazier and lazier after coming to Noland. In the past, she would have noticed Josiah the moment he opened the door.
Josiah slowly walked to Hiri's bedside and gently placed the wooden box on Hiri's bedside … Josiah saw that Hiri's eyes had opened.
Hiri and Josiah looked at each other. Josiah's movements also froze.
After staring at each other for a short three seconds, Ciri finally spoke.
"Should I pretend to be asleep?" Hiri asked.
"No need. I know that my Stealth skill is not maxed out." Josiah adjusted his breathing and generously placed the wooden box on the bedside table. "Consider it a gift to congratulate you on becoming the heir of the Seven Sages of Noland."
Just as Josiah was wondering if he should leave, Josiah's hand was grabbed by Hiri.
Hiri had already sat up on the bed. Her silver hair was a little messy, and the blanket had slipped off her body. The thin pajamas could not hide her beautiful figure. Hmm … other than her chest, everything else was fine.
"I just asked on the spellcaster forums. I heard that after becoming a disciple of a Sage, there will be very little free time …" Hiri's voice did not sound happy. She lowered her head so that Josiah could not see her eyes clearly.
Josiah knew what Hiri was worried about. After becoming a disciple of a Sage, he would not have much time to stay in the Hearthstone Tavern.
"I will negotiate with the Purple Robe." Josiah walked to Hiri's bedside and reached out to stroke her hair. He looked into Hiri's silver eyes and said, "Don't worry. She will finish class on time every night. She will have two days off every week. She must also have a holiday during festivals. I will use this as a condition to negotiate with her. I also have a job to entrust to the Purple Robe. If she agrees, she will probably follow me around the world every day like you."
"Entrust? About the new movie? "Hiri immediately thought of the new movie Josiah was preparing to shoot.
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