Both of his hands felt like they were soaking in warm water, warm and comfortable.
A feeling of agility that he had never felt before welled up in Garon's heart. He raised both of his hands, and suddenly his ten fingers rotated.
With a swoosh, the air was filled with a welcoming wave of fingers.
Garon squinted his eyes.
"So fast!! Such a fast speed … is actually just the basics of becoming a Luminarist! " He felt it carefully. With the agility of his ten fingers, he could make at least three complicated gestures in a second.
Basically, the gestures were completed in the blink of an eye.
"Next, it's the tactics." Garon took out the handbook, and smoothed out the fine wrinkles on the surface. "Teacher Emin said that if I want to continue learning, I can only go to him to further my studies. And now I can't leave the manor. I have to think of a way … "
Now that his intelligence had completely recovered to its original level, once he started to think, his thinking speed was extremely fast.
"Now that there are three Luminarists in the manor, the Obscuro Society won't come to provoke me for the time being. But father should know that the situation is tense now. If the Royal Alliance of Luminarists can send reinforcements, the Obscuro Society won't stay idle either. They will probably send reinforcements too. When the two sides clash, I'll be in even more danger. "
He guessed that if he directly asked to go out, Vanderman would probably not object after thinking about it. After all, the Luminarists would definitely not care about a small fry like him. As long as it was well hidden, there shouldn't be a problem.
*****
In a small town thousands of kilometers away from the Lush Forest Province.
The yellow afternoon sun shone on the lattice streets, presenting a warm and cozy atmosphere.
A few children were playing around in front of a fruit stall. Among the farmers passing by, there were some mercenaries carrying weapons. Occasionally, one could even see a few well-dressed upper-class people.
In a pale yellow private building by the street.
The small door in front of the building was pushed open with a creak, and a young man with a pale face walked in. His face was pale without any facial hair, and his eyes were calm. He was dressed in black, and even wore a black bowler hat. There was a black feather pen in front of his chest, and a black cane in his hand.
He entered the building, and saw a young, seductive woman sitting by the bar counter in the hall of the small building.
"Berlina, is the teacher back?" As he spoke, he looked up at the staircase on the second floor.
"He's up there, waiting for you. Hurry up and go up." The enchanting woman used a small comb to comb her long red hair and answered casually.
"Got it."
The man took off his hat, hung it on the shelf by the door, and went up the stairs to the second floor.
Walking through the wooden corridor, he came to a small room and knocked on the door.
Dong dong.
"Is it Stone? Come in. "The voice of an old man came from the room.
The door opened automatically, leaving a gap for only one person to enter.
The black-clothed man walked in.
Inside was a study that was neither too big nor too small. Rows of bookshelves covered the walls, and there were books and notes spread out on the floor, tables, and chairs.
The white draft paper was filled with all kinds of complicated formulas, symbols, and diagrams.
In front of the desk by the window sat a strange old man. His beard was silver and very long. It was so long that it stretched from the desk to the door a few times. It was more than twenty meters long.
"Your beard has grown again." After closing the door, the young man helplessly avoided the silver beard on the floor and walked in front of the old man.
"This is a curse, a curse that you can't get rid of for the rest of your life …" The old man put down the notebook in his hand, leaned back on the chair and let out a long sigh. "Compared to killing that person, I can still afford to pay this price."
"Is there anything you need from me?" The young man lowered his head and asked respectfully.
"Beckstone, when you were just a baby, I saved you from the river that was drifting in the river. At that time, you will be able to understand what I mean. You promised me that you wouldn't hate the world anymore. You wouldn't hate your parents who abandoned you. Did you do it? "The old man looked into the young man's eyes with a hint of scrutiny.
Beckstone was silent for a while, and after a long while, he answered with difficulty.
"I'm willing to work hard for this …"
"Which means you didn't do it in the end. I knew it … "The old man sighed again." Life is unpredictable. You've been in this town for nineteen years. Hatred will only bring about hatred. At this point, I have no way to discipline you anymore. Your talent makes me afraid. I'm afraid that if you go astray, you'll hurt the world too much. Unfortunately, this is something you can't control. "
"Teacher …"
"You don't have to say anymore. Perhaps you will become the strongest Luminarist in the world, but you must never forget that your hatred, your desire, your life, every single action of yours will have a huge impact on the lives of mortals. What you bring to the world may be light, or it may be shadow. "
The old man looked at the child he had taught for almost twenty years, and a hint of kindness flashed in his eyes.
"Go, it's time for you to leave."
"Leave?" Beckstone was a little confused. "Where should I go?"
"Go where you want to go."
Beckstone opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt a blur in front of his eyes. He was standing on the street outside the building, and was about to push the door open.
"Teacher … Is this what you want to tell me?" He mumbled, put down his hand, and turned to leave.
With a creak, the door of the building was opened from the inside. A red-haired enchanting woman looked at him strangely as he left.
"Hey! Don't you want to accompany your teacher for a while longer? "She shouted.
Beckstone just waved his hand, and quickly blended into the crowd and disappeared.
Suddenly, the unforgettable beautiful face of his youth appeared in his mind.
"I will find the person who took you away …" Beckstone quietly clenched his fist.
*****
Lush Forest Province
Aquarius Manor
Bam!!
Crash!!
Aquarius angrily swept away all the sculptures and vases on the table, smashing them into the wall and the floor, breaking them into pieces.
The whole room was filled with pieces of trash that she vented her anger on. There were crystal sculptures, life-sized models, furniture, and flower baskets. Everything in the room was completely smashed.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"
Aquarius' face was contorted. Her anger made her lose her usual elegant and pure beauty.
"Baal! Bafeya! " She gritted her teeth, and pulled the tablecloth next to her, threw it on the floor, and stomped on it.
"Royal Alliance of Luminarists, you've gone too far!! This is the Lush Forest Province! This is my territory!! "She was so angry that her whole body trembled, and her eyes were filled with killing intent that could not be dispersed.
But being angry was one thing, Aquarius also knew a little about the strategy of the higher-ups. Now that the layout of the various countries had not been completed, she was only a very, very small part of it. Even the provincial leaders of the Royal Alliance, Baal and Bafeya, were also a very small part of the huge Royal Alliance.
This was not the time to ruin the big picture. Otherwise, not only would she not be able to take revenge, but the higher-ups would also …
"You won't be proud for long … Just you wait!" Aquarius only felt that there was a knot of anger in her chest that could not be vented, and her mood was extremely bad. "I will remember this humiliation, next time! Next time, I will definitely strip all of you naked! Throw you into the sow pen!! "
At this time, in front of the open door, a female subordinate who heard this suddenly shivered.
"Report … Report …"
"What's the matter!!" Aquarius was still angry, so she turned around and shouted.
"There are two news …" The female subordinate replied with a little fear, "A missing General-level of the Tree Shade has been found, eaten by wild wolves until only the bones were left …"
"Oh? These incompetent people!! Vanderman, not bad ~ ~ ~ "Aquarius' eyes were fierce, and she was about to explode," What's the other news? "
"Ronavi … Young master is here."
"Ronavi …" Aquarius was about to speak, but suddenly the scene from the blue-scaled snake's perspective flashed in front of her eyes. Tree Shade's assassin, Diaz, was in the dense forest, chasing that idiotic young master Acacia.
"… Interesting … Vanderman, I want to see what kind of master you arranged to be by your son's side!" She licked her lips. She ordered the female subordinate.
"Tell Ronavi, compared to this brute, I prefer a handsome boy like Vanderman's son Acacia. Tell him not to bother me in the future! "
"Yes … Yes …" The female subordinate hurriedly responded, turned around and left in a hurry.
*****
Three days later.
Every once in a while, a convoy of goods would slowly drive out of the Trejon territory, heading towards the Hana Province by the Red River.
Under the afternoon sun, the convoy drove across the small bridge of the Red River at the border of the province. The shadows of the carriages and wagons were reflected in the river, looking peaceful and peaceful.
In a white truck, Garen was wearing a white cloth hood that covered his face. He sat alone in the middle of a lot of goods.
The leader of the caravan was Banke, a shrewd merchant. His identity was the leader of a caravan that traveled between the borders of the province, but no one knew that he was actually a spy of the Trejon family.
On the surface, this convoy was going out to exchange goods, but in fact, it was escorting Garon out of the manor. It was getting more and more dangerous, which was why Vanderman agreed to let Garon leave.
His destination was far away at the end of the Red River, at his aunt's house in Hana Province.
Looking at his reflection under the bridge, it was as clear as a mirror.
A red maple leaf slowly floated on the water, rippling fine lines.
Garon gently rubbed his hands, the weather was gradually getting colder.
Every time it was peaceful, he would leisurely think of his peaceful life on Earth.
He kept moving forward, and moving forward, relying on his ability, without stopping, he walked to the end of the road that he could see. Actually, Garon himself did not know why he was doing this.
"Maybe if I keep going like this, I will return to Earth one day." Garon thought in his heart, and gently exhaled, turning into white mist.
Only power could give him a sense of security, enough power. Garon sometimes wondered, was he practicing martial arts for his illusory dream, or to stop himself from feeling afraid?
Afraid of dying.
There were countless planets in the universe, countless civilizations, who knew how many of them were stronger than the Luminarists. Even the once powerful and illustrious Warlocks had completely perished.
"What is there that is eternal …?" Garon raised his head, looking at the dusk sky.
A flock of geese flew past slowly, forming a human line.
A platinum-colored silhouette slowly appeared beside Garen and looked up at the sky just like him.
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