Abe the Wizard (WN)

When Abel took out the 5 bottles of purple Soul Potions, White Cloud already knew it was for him. Since White Cloud had gotten more clever, he knew ability increasing potions were rare and important. Black Wind, who constantly followed around its owner, had a jealous look on its face.

White Cloud opened its mouth out wide, and Abel poured the soul potions down its throat one by one. He wouldn’t do this for Black Wind, but since White Cloud was an official soul beast, after drinking 3 bottles last time, it should be able to handle 5 bottles this time. If he gave it too little, maybe the effect would be a waste.

After the purple potion entered its throat, a weird wave engulfed its body. Its giant body began to vibrate, and every single strand of feather from head to tail began to glow in white. Luckily it was day time. Otherwise, it would attract too much attention.

The glow was brighter and brighter until White Cloud had become an actual glowing cloud of white. Abel quietly sat by its side. Their soul chain was connected, and Abel was closely watching what was about to happen next.

White Cloud’s soul was afraid yet excited about the unknown ability it was about to gain. However, with Abel there, it felt like it was not alone. As long as it was by its owner’s side, nothing in the world could scare it.

Slowly, the white glow on White Cloud began to fade. Abel let out a long sigh. White Cloud did not level up. It made sense since it was so huge. Maybe he needed more Soul potions, but the moment when all the white glow faded, he realized something different. Every single strand of White Cloud’s feather was whiter and thicker.

Abel used his finger to lightly brush upon the feather of White Cloud. It seemed like it was protected by a layer of strange energy. It was almost like an armor, it should be able to withstand attacks pretty well.

Although White Cloud did not level up, an increase in defense was still pretty good. White Cloud’s current defense only relied on a thin layer of the invisible shell. Once this shell was penetrated, it would have nothing. This also had to do with the evolution of Sky Sparrows. Since they had spent most of their time in the sky and only came down for food, most of their defense had faded away. Now, they could only use their gigantic body to counteract enemies.

White Cloud looked at his new body of feathers in curiosity. He kept on making ‘gooh gooh’ sound, expressing to Abel through the soul chain that it didn’t want to be separated.

“Don’t worry White Cloud; I already found a way to get powerful. Soon I will have my own magic tower. I will build a huge magic tower, and you and I can live on the top floor!”

Abel began to describe the perfect life they would be having together through the soul chain. Abel was not lying. As long as those blue howling rabbits could survive in Blood Moor, they could breed there. With the rabbit’s ability to reproduce, in under a year, Blood Moor would be filled with blue howling rabbits. Of course, it was only one year in the Dark World, in the real world it would equal to around 20 days.

Although blue howling rabbits were low level, they were still soul beasts, meaning they could produce crystals cores. Even if one in every hundred blue howling rabbits could produce one, it was still enough for Abel to use for training.

If those blue howling rabbits could not survive in Blood Moor, it still wouldn’t be a problem. He had mana gems. Therefore, all he needed to do was to exchange a large patch of land with some of his potions, and take those mana grown grass he found in the Dark world for feeding. Although this would take a little bit more effort, it was still worth it.

The biggest difference about Abel and the rest of those noble elves were that his Horadric allowed him to have unlimited amounts of intermediate and perfect gems with an extremely low budget. That’s why Abel was taking this so seriously.

He thought his own strength was still not powerful enough. If it wasn’t because of his teacher, Wizard Morton’s support in the Duchy of Carmel, or meeting the first inheritance of the Goff family Bernie amongst the dwarfs, or the respect of the elves’ Grand Duke Edwina, all his resources would be in great danger. His resources, including the Red Wine, Lamo Wine, Conditioner, Lotion, and Elven perfume. Each had the ability to drive a particular race insane. Therefore, he was always paranoid. If he didn’t have enough power himself, everything would just be a fantasy.

Compared to other people his age, his current achievements were already extraordinary. However, the people he faced were not other youngsters like him, and they were all elites of the Holy Continent.

Commander, Wizards, Deities, Druids; these were all extremely rare occupations. Normal people would rarely even get the chance to encounter each other, but Abel had interacted with all of them. Some were his enemies, and some were friends.

White Cloud could not see exactly what Abel was thinking through the soul chain, but it could have a rough idea of it, and it was certain of one thing. Its owner would soon take it back, and this alone had made White Cloud very happy. As a slave sky sparrow of the orcs, White Cloud never had any freedom and people to interact with. Everything had changed since it was rescued by Abel. It was no longer a normal sky sparrow; it’s ability was extraordinary. Now it could now fly bravely above the battlefield, unlike its peers, and this was all thanks to its owner.

They stayed together until the sky got dark. Abel had to say goodbye to White Cloud. If not, the city gate would be closed. As Black Wind was speeding, Abel could feel White Cloud’s presence in the unseeable sky.

Back in his Mansion, the Grand Ducal Palace’s steward, Derek, was already waiting for him in the courtyard. He quickly secured Black Wind and helped Abel get down.

“Lord Bennett, that’s an amazing mount.” After being in the Grand Ducal Palace for many years, of course, Derek would know how unique this mount was.

“Derek, what brought you here?” Abel said with a smile. He was surprised to see Derek in his palace since Derek was no ordinary elf. He was the steward of the Grand Ducal Palace.

“Lord Bennett, Grand Duke Edwina sent me to invite you to Prince Adolf’s banquet tomorrow!”

“I’ve heard the relationship between Angstrom City and Begro City was not good. Why did Grand Duke Edwina want me to join a banquet like this?” He just asked his steward to push this invitation, but now Grand Duke Edwina had sent Derek to invite him, could there be an underlying agenda?

“Lord Bennett, actually this time, Prince Adolf wants to fix the relationship between the two cities for the next generation, so he set up this banquet for the next generation to interact!” Although Derek had held back his voice, Abel could still feel like he was hiding something.

Even all the young elves in Angstrom City got married to the young elves in Begro City, and their relationship was harmonized. How would that affect Grand Duke Edwina? Could it be…

Abel then stared at Derek and asked with a soft voice, “Is Grand Duke Edwina thinking of sending countess Carrie to get married at Begro City?”

“Lord Bennett, my great lord, please don’t say that!” Said Derek, frantically shaking his hand. His face had almost gone entirely white.

In Angstrom City, Grand Duke Edwina only had 2 daughters, Countess Carrie, and Countess Loraine. Although there wasn’t any official inheritance, many believed the most powerful Countess Carrie would be the best pick. As the Grand Ducal Palace’s Steward, Derek would try to avoid this topic anyway he could, so what Abel had just said really caught him off guard.