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"Thank you, Camille. I will be careful," Abel said while nodding his head.

"We arrived. Both Carlos and I bought our carving knife here." Said Camille as she led Abel to the front of a shop.

The storefront of that shop was filled with all kinds of knives, swords, and shields. Under the gaze of Abel, all those knives, swords, and shields did not look too bad. They were all made from a hundred skill iron base. Behind the counter, there was a rank, secured with two full body armor.

"Isn't this a place for Wizards to exchange their stuff? Why are there so many weapons? Abel asked quietly.

"Junior brother. Do wizards have any ability to protect themselves? Of course, they need to buy some warrior or knights equipment to protect themselves. All the equipment in our store is the best of the best. If you give a tip to the thing that protects you, they will definitely remain loyal to you." Said a raspy voice coming from somewhere. It was the owner of the shop, a burly man with a face full of beard, who was around 2.2 meters tall. He came up to Abel after he overheard his question.

"Dorian, this is my junior brother Abel, he wants to buy a carving knife," Camille said hello to Dorian, the burly man with a face full of beard.

After Dorian had heard Camille's introduction, he looked at Abel in disbelief. He asked, "Abel? May I ask, what is your name?"

"Abel Harry," Abel bowed and replied.

"My respected Master, Elite Black Smith Dorian salute to you!" Said Dorian as he bowed deeply.

"Dorian, you are too polite!" Said Abel after returning a greeting.

"It is my pride to have you visiting my shop!" Said Dorian in pure excitement.

"Wait, Dorian. Did you just call Abel a Master?" Camille asked in a puzzled tone.

"Camille, did you not know that Master Abel is a Black Smith Master? He was the 36th Black Smith Master in the Holy Continent, as well as the youngest Black Smith Master. According to statistics, he is the closest Blacksmith Master to becoming a Grandmaster Black Smith!" Said Dorian, his voice filled with his respect for Abel.

"Abel?" Camille was dumbstruck. She seemed to have lost her ability to speak all of a sudden. All she could do was stare at Abel. She had only regained her concentration after a while and asked Abel, "Abel, why didn't you ever mention you are a Black Smith Master?"

"That's because no one had asked me," Abel innocently stared at Camille.

"Shouldn't you be the one who tells us first?" Said Camille staring back at Abel in a somewhat helpless way. It was such an important thing, but Abel had always pretended like it was nothing and never told her about it.

"I came to the magic tower to become a wizard. What does my other status have to do with it? The teacher had said that the status and wealth of an ordinary person have nothing to do with being a wizard. As long as you are a member of the wizards, you will be granted the identity of a wizard."

"Do you really not know what being a Black Smith Master signifies? Camille realized maybe Abel didn't know too much about being a Black Smith Master.

She proceeded to say, "Other than making powerful weapons. Black Smith Masters can also work with wizards to make powerful magic weapons. For example, a wand that increases ice attacks, without the help of a Black Smith Master, it is impossible to make one."

Seeing the dumb look on Abel's face, Camille waved her hand and said: "Whatever, you had just become a novice wizard. The teacher will teach you this stuff in the future."

Abel did not know how to make a wand at all. He had only socialized with knights in the past, and almost everything he made was equipment for knights. Master Bentham had said in the past that Abel could become a student of the dwarfs, and further develop his forging ability. But at the time, Abel only wanted to become a wizard and did not pay too much attention to a Black Smith Master's study.

Now, his perspective had changed. It seemed like the connection between Black Smith Masters and wizards were actually a lot closer than he thought. They seemed to have a special yet tightly linked relationship. If he had the chance in the future, he would definitely sit down and have a good talk with teacher Wizard Morton.

"Master Abel, did you say you want a carving knife?" During all this time, Dorian's sight did not leave Abel at all. When Abel noticed Dorian, it looked like he was looking into the eyes of a fan seeing a superstar.

"Yes, your excellency Dorian. I need a carving knife for my study of rune sign-making," Abel said with a laugh.

"Please wait," Dorian said and bowed. It was somewhat comedic to see a 2.2meters gigantic bowing to the 1.85 meters Abel.

Dorian turned around and searched in a box behind the counter. After a while, he carefully took out a dark gold color carving knife and handed it to Abel with two hands. Dorian said, "I had accidentally found a natural ore around here. However, the ore was too small to make any weapons out of it, so I made this carving knife. Upon its completion, I realized this carving knife was a lot sharper than anything else on the market. Please give it a critique."

Abel received Dorian's carving knife with two hands and closely examined it. This carving knife looked like it was made with some kind of alloy. Abel tapped it two times with his hand. It seemed like there was some extremely balanced heavy metal inside it. If this kind of natural compound gold was sharped to such extent, it would be even rarer than other valuable ores. This alloy was truly unique.

"The material of this carving knife was compounded with many types of metal. You said it's a natural ore, so it was compounded naturally. Materials like these were so rare. You can almost call it a treasure from the sky," said Abel in a careful tone.

"Master Abel, your sight is too good. I have shown this carving knife to many Black Smiths and wizards, but never a Black Smith Master. The few wizards I have shown this carving knife to agree with what you have said. It's just that they were not too interested in these compound metals. Although these types of metal were sharper than gold, they could not increase the amount of magical ability being injected. Therefore in the eyes of those wizards, this carving knife is not too different from the ones made with normal metals," said Dorian looking at Abel with respect.

Abel smiled in a little embarrassment. The alloy could be seen everywhere in his previous world. Even primary school kids could understand the concept of alloy. However, this carving knife in the hand of Abel was good for both study and practical use. He was not like the other wizards who only cared about magical ability. If Abel could separate the compounds within the alloy, he might be able to make some extremely powerful weapons.

According to the statistics in the Horadric cube, the attacking power of this world's weapons was generally lower, to the point where it's basically impossible to hurt anyone with a 'absorb material impact' rune sign. Abel calculated, although these weapons might have no problem battling a low-rank monster in Rogue encampment, it would most likely have a problem battling high-rank monsters. Since Abel had discovered a type of alloy that could increase a weapon's attacking power, it provided him with a direction for experimenting in the future. That's good news.

"How much for this carving knife?" Abel asked as he stared at the carving knife in his hand in excitement.

"Master Abel, if you like it, I can give it to you as a gift. That ore didn't cost me that much, and my forging skills are nothing compared to yours anyway, so don't ever talk gold coins with me." Said Dorian waving both of his hands.

"That's?" Abel was a little hesitant. He really wanted this carving knife, but his heart won't let him take advantage of Dorian and walk away with this carving knife for free.

"Abel, just accept it. I knew Dorian for many years. If he said, he wants to give you something as a gift. With his personality, he would rather throw it away than take it back," Camille couldn't help but interrupt seeing Abel's hesitation.

"Ok, thank you, your excellency, I'll accept this gift. If you have any questions in regards to forgery, feel free to ask me. Of course, I had not been studying forgery for too long, so I might not be able to answer some of your questions, but I'll try my best," said Abel in a somewhat serious tone.

"Thank you, Master Abel." Hearing Abel's promise, Dorian was filled with joy. Although Dorian was already an elite Black Smith, he did not have any inheritance. At first, he felt like he had lost his goal. However, after hearing this promise and guidance by a Black Smith Master, he had regained a sense of direction again. That was great news for Dorian.

On the way back, Camille asked Abel countless questions that made his brain hurts.

"Abel, how much does it cost if I want to buy a weapon from a Black Smith Master?"

"Abel, what are some prerequisites to become a Black Smith Master?"

"Abel, do you still connect with other Black Smith Masters?"

"Abel, do Black Smith Masters make clothing for girls?"

"Abel, can Black Smith Masters make jewelry?"

These questions did not stop. Abel saw the no168 shop front in front of him, and let out a breath of relief. Hr said to Camille, "Camille, we arrived."

"Abel, ever since I found that you are a Black Smith Master, your attitude towards me changed. How come you are no longer as enthusiastic," Said Camille emphasizing her voice.

Abel bitterly smiled at Camille. He knew that all women could be illogical sometimes, even a wise female wizard. Camille was obviously asking weird questions along the way. Abel just did not know how to answer these questions, not that he had an attitude problem. That was such a big injustice. Abel could even feel it on his own face.

"You are back," Said Carlos saving his hand to Abel and Camille. Then, he began to chat with a young wizard follower around 20 years of age in the shop in front of him.

"Can the price go any lower for this fire spell rune sign? The market price is 20,000 gold coins, and you are selling them for 22,000 gold coins. That's quite a big gap, isn't it!" Said the wizard follower, sounding a little irritated upon seeing the rune sign on display.

"We got a customer?" I'm a flash of an eye, Camille stepped in front of the counter. She looked at the wizard follower and said with a smile, "You can't say it like that. Yes, the market price is 20,000 gold coins, but do you know why we are selling higher?"

"Why?" The Wizard follower saw a gorgeous female wizard.

"Because of heritage. All of our runes were personally inherited by an intermediate wizard, so our quality is a lot more promising than those ones on the market with defects, and turnover by multiple hands." As Camille was speaking, she seemed to flash the identity card on her waist subconsciously.

When the wizard follower saw the identity card with a big tree engraving on Camille's waist, his eyes immediately began to sparkle, he smiled and said: "Give me three fire attack rune signs."

Carlos took out three rune signs from the shelf and handed it to the hands of the wizard follower. The

Wizard follower then took out his magic gold card and lightly tapped on Carlos's magic gold card. A payment of 66,000 gold coins had been completed.

After the wizard follower had left, Carlos looked at Camille directly in the eye and said, "Wow, you used the teacher's name to sell rune signs again. You better watch out."

"No, I didn't, I just said it was inherited by an intermediate wizard. There are a few intermediate wizards within the four countries. Who knows which one I am talking about!" Said Camille as she put on an innocent look, as though she had really just exposed her identity card mistakenly.

"Ok ok, at least we can sell some of them. It had been very quiet lately, and no one is buying rune signs," said Carlos sounding a little irritated.

"Quiet is a good thing. It means that nothing major had happened. If not, we will get put in missions, and we won't even have time to do our training," Said Camille with a smile as she disagreed with Carlos's perspective.

"Camille, we need to do missions?" Asked Abel suspiciously.

"Abel, you had only just settled in the magic tower. All you need to focus on is doing your training. You will get put into missions after five years." Camille explained.

"Junior brother, if some bad intentioned dark novice wizards decided to something bad, sending an official wizard will be too much of a waste. However, it will be suicide if we send a knight. Novice wizards like us will be a perfect match. It will also be a good chance for us to gain some more experience in fighting." Said Carlos turning his head after fixing up the things on the shelf.

"But only for novice wizards who can fight. We don't want to give more food to our enemies by sending some rank three novice wizards," Camille gifted this sentence to Carlos.

"Oh, it's like I never completed a mission," Carlos shouted while jumping up like a rabbit being bit in the tail.

"Yeah, what rank was that novice wizard that tagged along? Rank 1 or rank 2." Camille asked Carlos in a calm voice while rolling her eyes."

Seeing the two in killing mode again, Abel immediately said from the side, "Camille, Carlos. I'll go take a walk, see if there's anything to buy."

"Ok, since it's your first time here, it will be a good idea to take a walk around. I don't trust Carlos to be by himself here. With his personality, he won't even make enough gold coins for us to get back using the teleportation circle." Said Camille nodding her head.

Abel slowly walked along with the crowd. Every shop had weird objects he couldn't even recognize. Most of them seemed to be the body part of beasts, while others were strange herbs or materials. As Abel continued to walk, the more alienated he felt. By this point, he was even more motivated to memorize everything in Morton's Observation Record. If he had, he wouldn't be staring at all these weird objects in every shop like he had never been outside before.

After a while, Abel had stopped his steps. He finally recognized something in the shop in front of him. It was a crystal core; he was certain of that.

The owner of the shop was a middle-age rank four novice wizards with four-leaf badge on his chest. When he saw Abel, he said with a genuine smile, "Junior brother, are you looking for something?"

Abel continued to look at the crystal core on the shelf. Seeing such a familiar seller, he thought, why not buy some. It might also be a good idea to stock up some ingredients when he made runes in the future, "How much for a crystal core?" Abel asked.

"The Fire one is 20,000 gold coins apiece, the ice, and poison one is 30,000 gold coins apiece." The middle-age wizard introduced with a smile.

Abel had asked about the rough value of crystal cores. These crystal cores in the shop were not too expensive. They were around the normal market value. This middle age novice wizard did not randomly raise the value since he didn't have a wizard badge.

"Give me ten fire crystal cores and all of the ice and poison ones you have." Said Abel seeing there was not much ice and poison one lefts on the shelf.

"Wait a minute, let me calculate," the middle age novice wizard calculated in his heart for a while and proceeded to say "10 fire crystal cores, 20,000 gold coins. Seven ice and poison crystal cores, 21,000 gold coins. 41,000 gold coins in total."

Abel took out his magic gold card. He had just received the auction payment of 240,000 gold coins from Edmound's boutique shop. Now, he had reached a shocking amount of 35,1250 gold coins in his magic gold card.

A dark gold flash of light emerged as Abel tapped his magic gold card with the middle age novice Wizard's magic gold card. After Abel had confirmed, 41,000 gold coins had deducted from his magic gold card. Now he only had 31,025 gold coins.

The middle-age novice wizard in front of Abel caught a glimpse of Abel's gold card. Abel did not have the experience. Normally, people would cover their magic gold cards with their hands during transactions. When the middle age novice wizard saw the six figures in Abel's gold card, his eyes flashed in greed.

Abel sensed a wave of bad intentions with his power of the will. When he lifted his head to see where the bad intentions were coming from, the eyes of the middle age novice wizard returned to peace again. Abel shook his head. Everything seemed to be normal, so he put the crystal cores in his bad and walked off.

Seeing where Abel had walked off, the middle age novice wizard took out a small sign and slowly injected some mana into it. This was a wizard exchange ground, so the use of mana was strictly band. However, these small scale communication signs only required a small amount of mana to operate, and it was sold by the officials of Caral City. That's why the middle age novice wizard was brave enough to use it.

A small scale communication sign could only be used within a city, and that city must be covered in energy from a communication circle that corresponds with the communication sign. As the wizard exchange ground, Caral city was all covered in communication circles and was publicly selling these small communication signs. However, these small communication signs were normally extremely expensive. Normally an intermediate wizard could not afford it, and they were mostly purchased by official wizards.

"Teacher, I discovered a fat sheep!" During their conversation, the honest tone from the middle age novice Wizard's voice had completely vanished. What's left was only a smell of fishiness.

"You say it's a fat sheep every time. The last fat sheep only had 20,000 gold coins on it. It barely even covered the cost of operating my magic circle," a heavy voice emerged from the communication sign.

"Teacher, I promise. It's a fat sheep this time. I saw that he had a balance of 310,000 gold coins." said the middle age novice wizard in excitement.

"Do you know who he is?" Said the wizard on the other side. He doesn't seem to be too excited about the 310,000 gold coins since he kept asking for more details.

"I feel like he is just a rank 1 or 2 novice wizard. He doesn't have a wizard badge, so he probably wasn't even verified by the wizard union," said the middle age novice wizard explained.

"Ok, not bad. Lure him to my place, and I'll share some of the gold coins with you." The voice of the Wizard from the other side began to show some interest.

Abel did not know what was waiting in store for him at all. He continued to look around the different shops, trying to elevate his thin knowledge of Wizardry.

"Junior brother!" A familiar voice came from behind. When Abel turned and looked, it was the middle age wizard who had just sold him the crystal cores. Abel felt a bit strange and asked, "Is there any problem?"

The middle-age novice wizard said, "When you paid for the crystal cores just then, you forgot to cover the balance in your magic gold card. That's very dangerous, and you have to be more careful next time.

"Oh, thank you so much!" At that moment, Abel had just realized the balance in his magic gold card might be a little too big to carry around. It might attract bad intentioned people. Luckily, the middle age novice wizard reminded him.

The novice wizard said in a bit of embarrassment, "I just saw the balance in your magic gold card and remembered that my friend had some unique crystal cores that he wants to sell. Are you interested in buying some electric crystal cores? If you want, I can take you to my friend's place. He is also selling some attribute-less crystal cores.

Abel did not have much response when he heard the middle age wizard said electric crystal cores. He didn't even know how to make a rune sign; these materials were just for future training. However, when he heard the middle age wizard mention an attribute-less crystal core, his heart began to chime. These attribute-less crystal cores were often exclusively exchanged between official wizards, and they would only exchange once every 100 days. Therefore, these attribute-less crystal cores were tough to attain. However, hearing that the 2nd floor of this exchange ground had a stock, he might have a chance to get one, so he wanted to take a look.

Abel did not worry about his safety since he was in Caral City. Even if a slightly more significant amount of mana was unleashed, it would attract the attention of the wizards on guard. If a fight had broken out and even the official wizards on guard could not solve the problem, then at least four intermediate wizards would be teleported here immediately to solve it.

"Ok, I am very interested in attribute-less crystal core. Let's go have a look," said Abel with a smile.

"Junior brother, follow me," seeing Abel agreed to his offer. He led Abel to where the corner of the exchange ground was located.

Abel realized the further they walked, the fewer people there were. Although he was still in the exchange ground, the place was deserted. He started to become suspicious, and he slowed down his steps.

"Junior brother, you see that shop in front of us? That's where we are heading. We've arrived ." Said the middle age novice wizard, as he slowed down his stepped and pointed to a shop not far in front of him to Abel.

Abel focused his sight. Although the storefront in front of him was placed with merchandise, he did not see anyone moving inside. He had no idea why anyone would rent a shop here.

"Little brother, please go in," the middle age novice wizard slowly came to a halt, allowing Abel to step in. Since Abel had arrived, he did not pay too much attention. He thought he might as well step up and take a look at the merchandise in the storefront.

There were large amounts of crystal cores placed on the shelf. He moved along. He noticed a large amount of fire crystal cores, Poison and ice crystal cores, and even some electric crystal cores.

Abel continued to walk along. Suddenly, everything in his surroundings changed. He realized he was standing in an open field surrounded by big trees, and the middle age novice wizard behind him had disappeared as well.

"Oh no, I've been scammed." Abel felt his heart drop as he muttered to himself.

Black was a beginner wizard. Normally he was the owner of a seven stories magic tower in Duchy of Keyen. However, sometimes he would also do some dirty things. Yes, he was a dark wizard.

Although Duchy of Keyen had quite a lot on consecrates for wizards, they were far not enough to sustain Black's spending. He did not have any special inheritance, so he wouldn't make any rune signs and potions. Sometimes, he would go hunting some soul beast to get some income, but he couldn't do it very often since hunting a soul beast required at least a few wizards to go together. Therefore, the costs of the magic tower, the cost of his own, and his disciple's training always stressed him out.

Without a choice, he had to find another way to make more gold coins. Therefore, he decided to murder some novice wizards with a relatively big fortune and take their money. Just like that, he became a dark wizard.

Black did not have the guts to kill an official wizard since that would be a very hard and risky thing to do. Every official wizard had their own unique defensive moves, but In regards to killing a novice wizard, it would be like a walk in the park for Black.

After he sacrificed a lot to make a barrier circle, Black began his profession as a novice wizard murderer to make money. He had calculated the time exchange for every exchange ground within the nearest 10,000 miles. Then he would use his disciples as bait to lure novice wizards into the barrier circle. Just like that, he would successfully avoid the attentions of the wizards on guard.

Black would rarely make his killing in Caral city. Caral City was the center of the 4 Duchy. Every teleportation circle within a few thousand were controlled by the wizards of the Duchy. If he had left a tiny bit of bread crumb behind from his killing, many intermediate wizards would be immediately teleported to his place. If he was unlucky, that number would be even higher. Therefore, he could not make a mistake no matter what, as his chance of escaping will be extremely low.

Throughout the morning, he did not have a single success this time. He arrived at Caral City. Just then, his disciple reported that there was a novice Wizard with 300,000 gold coins worth of fortune. Although it was not a lot of gold coins, it was still extremely rare for a novice wizard to carry that much around. Seeing the novice Wizard who had been lured into the barrier circle was only a 13 years old rank 2 novice wizard, Black let out a breath of relief. An official wizard would not make a mistake when identifying someone who was younger and lower rank than themselves.

After he had confirmed that this young rank 2 novice wizard was not acting bait or an impersonator, Black began to walk out from where he had hidden, standing in front of Abel.

"Hello, young novice Wizard. I am a rank 7 dark wizard. Please transfer all the gold coins in your magic gold card to my magic gold card." He thought he was completely out of the league of this rank 2 novice wizard. There was no way this kid knew any spells; how could he hurt him.

"D..D…Don't even think about it," said Abel. Although he was nervous, he already had a lot of combat experience at his age. He knew that in a situation like this. He had to numb his enemy. No matter what, he couldn't let this rank 7 beginner wizard have a chance to attack.

Abel stared into the face of the dark wizard, and the dark wizard doesn't seem to be concerned about him at all. Abel couldn't blame him. Who would have guessed a 13-year-old rank 2 novice would simultaneously be an intermediate knight with a power that exceeded an elite knight.

"I don't want to say it twice!" Said Black, waves of impose pressure emerged from his voice.

"I.. I know spells," Abel tried to act scared, as he drew the pattern for "fireball" in mid-air. However, he might be too nervous. He made a mistake immediately. He then tried to draw it again but still failed.

Black stared at this young novice wizard in front of him in amusement and said: "how did your teacher teach. You can't even draw a basic 'fireball' spell."

"My teacher is very powerful. He is an intermediate wizard." Abel flipped the identity card on his waist to the front, exposing an engraving of a big tree.

The eyes of Black grew tense. He recognized this was the identity card of Wizard Morton. Although he doesn't have the ability to fight Wizard Morton, this kid in front of him was only a novice wizard. He would just be careful, and no one would know."

"Little kid, don't try to scare me with your teacher. Quickly give me your magic gold card, or I will make you suffer so bad, you rather die." In a flash, the heaviness within Black's voice had disappeared. Wizard Morton's name still gave him a lot of pressure.

Abel seemed frightened by what Wizard Black was saying. He slowly took out his golden magic card, and while he was a bit reluctant to give it away, he still handed it over.

Wizard Black smiled. Abel was still a child, after all. Words were all it took to threaten him. The younger these apprentice wizards were, the easier it was to swindle from them. The experienced ones were harder to trick, though. Since they knew they were going to die soon, they would just not hand the gold coin on their cards over. All in all, Black got pretty lucky today.

Wizard Black took out his golden card as well. He looked kind of displeased with how slow Abel was being. He stepped forward and connected the two cards. The two cards glowed in a dark-gold light. Wizard Black smiled when he saw the '310250' value point on Abel's one.

'Teacher!' Abel shouted as he looked behind Wizard Black. He was like an Oscar actor, hypnotizing himself that it was really Morton who was standing behind Wizard Black.

Normally speaking, Wizard Black would not fall for a childish trick like this. Abel was just thirteen, though, and he was obviously from a noble family. If he had the brain to play this kind of joke on the adult in front of him, it was kind of hard to see how he became a rank two apprentice wizard in the first place.

Wizard Black turned around after hearing Abel's shout. There wasn't anything behind him. Actually, they were inside a barrier circle. There's no way that he wouldn't know if someone was behind him. For the many years that he had lived, he did not expect to be fooled by a child like this.

A white light appeared from Wizard Black. It was from his defense rune. Abel knew what was the defense rune could do. He still had two of them that he got from the worgen prince. He knew what their limits were.

A cold smile appeared from Abel's face. He had almost 4,000 pounds of raw strength. Since his strong point was around 15.12, he could deal with about 16,000 pounds of damage with the four-time buff of his combat qi. Although the defense rune could reduce physical damage, it wasn't exactly a perfect tool to avoid injury.

As Abel's leg made contact with Wizard Black's groin, he could hear the sound of something breaking. This kick was fatal for any wizard if they did not have their defense rune. It did hurt Wizard Black pretty badly, but it wasn't going to kill him.

Wizard Black's face paled. For an instant there, he couldn't remember any magic, runes, or any defensive techniques he had learned over his whole life. Extreme pain was the only thing his brain could feel.

Abel didn't stop. There was a seven-level wizard right in front of him, and Abel cast a firebomb spell, then a small and 7-level firebomb fired into Wizard Black's wide-open, screaming mouth.

BOOM

Wizard Black's head exploded. Abel stepped back to avoid the blood that was spurting out. He sat on the ground and breathed heavily.

In just a few seconds, Abel was completely out of mana.

At the beginning of the "conversation" they were having, Abel tried to lower Wizard Black's guard. He then tried to scare him by using Morton's reputation. For the killing blow, he used his balls-breaking kick, which was finished by several fireballs to the head. As fast as the encounter was, he did gain a lot of experience during this encounter.

After calming himself down a little, Abel stood up and looked for things from the headless body. As Morton told him, every official wizard had their own space bag. As it turned out, Wizard Black was no exception.

Abel looked into the space bag with his Power of the Will. Because its owner just died, it was easy for him to open it.

Inside were tens of crystal cores, as well as several runes with both attack and defense functions. He counted the runes. There were 11 of them for attack and 3 for defense. If Wizard Black had the time to use more than one defense rune, it would be Abel, who's going to have his head blown up by now.

Abel also found four pieces of sheep parchment scrolls. Since the space bag was not too big, the wizards would only use them to carry basic necessities.

Abel took out the four parchments. There were recipes for making two types of potions, one for recovery and one for providing nutrition.

The "recovery potion" was meant for recovering one's stamina. After drinking it, one could regain some of the stamina that was lost for a short amount of time.

The "nutrition potion" could be used as an alternative form of diet. Once consumed, one would have no need to eat or drink for a long period of time.

Abel looked at the two recipes. Morton never taught him about these kinds of potions. Disappointingly, he wasn't sure if he could ever make any use of them.

For the other two parchment scrolls, one was a house deed for a certain location in the Kingdom of St. Ellis. Abel had never heard of this country before. The parchment paper was glowing with the magic wave, something that Abel had never seen before.

Quickly, he decided to look at the last parchment scroll. It was a guide for making a certain type of magic circle, which meant that one of the two cards inside the bag was for activating the magic circle.

The magic circle was called the "Seclusion circle." Once set up in open space, it would completely separate a small area from its surroundings.

Abel was a bit happy. He didn't expect to find a way to control the seclusion circle so quickly. After taking out the card that as meant for monitoring the circle, he did as the parchment scroll showed him and deactivated the space that was trapping him inside.

The giant tree disappeared as soon as the circle was switched off. Instead, a small, round plate was on the ground in front of Abel. It was about the size of his palm and had all sorts of runes written on it.

When the middle-aged wizard looked down, he screamed as he saw the headless corpse lying on the ground. He tried to run, but no man could run faster than a fireball. Immediately, his backlit on fire after Abel shot a fireball towards his back. Eventually, the scream became less and less audible as the man was burnt to his death.

'Who used their spells here?' a familiar figure flashed before Abel.

"O honorable wizard, a dark wizard just attacked me! I had to cast my own spells to kill him." Abel bowed to the wizard in front of him.

It was a young wizard who was wearing a very fancy robe. He had a golden card in his hand. According to what Abel heard from Carlos, it must be the key to activating the circle that could teleport regular wizards.

"Interesting. A rank two apprentice wizard killed a rank four apprentice wizard," the young wizard said as he examined the headless corpse on the ground.

While the body was without its head, the clothes were obviously Wizard Black's belongings. Wizard Black was a rank seven wizard, who was early to an exchange meeting for official wizards. The young wizard couldn't help but ask again.

"Did you really kill this man?"