A Practitioner of the Olden Times Part II

“Wait, Lord Jǫrmungandr, there is another thing I need to ask you.”

Merlin said before he was about to step into the teleportation magical hoop.

“What now?!” Of course, that upset Jǫrmungandr because, normally, the old man had a trait of hating disturbance and unbearable numbers of questions.

“After I have found you the key, due to the provisions, the Great Magic Tower does not welcome the wizards who have already acquired the magical cloaks. So, how will I get back here?”

“Little bastard, you are dumber than I ever reckoned. When the magical-seal stone that I have filled the power in is distilled and turned into your cloak, you just have to use the green-alphabet power and use the alphabet named Jor, it will bring you back here.”

Although this was another one of Jǫrmungandr’s faults for not giving the boy a thorough guide, he, again, chose to conceal his mistake with his temper.

“Get out of my face now!”

Merlin did not wait for Jǫrmungandr to drive him away; he stepped into that violet-colored magical hoop, shining out puissant rays immediately. Shortly, he came to experience the previous feeling he felt when leaping through the golden teleportation hoop.

It did not take long to travel in the dark.

When Merlin opened his eyes, he found a place full of trees.

This was not the same place as before; it was not Waldecian Academy’s large yard but a familiar forest. This forest used to be where he came to practice his power; it was the forest behind Waldecian Academy.

Merlin leaped up in the sky. After getting back from the Great Magic Tower, his Xian vital essence had increased immensely. Now he was already at the mid-point of the stem-building stage while his magical power was still at the top-end of the magic-practitioner level.

This was not surprising because he did not intend to cultivate his magical power anyhow.

Every kind of cultivation, whether magical power or Xian vital essence, had something called the bottleneck area. It was a brutal area for each practitioner to go through. But for his Xian-essence cultivation, the cultivated magical power would be distilled into Xian vital essence.

The magical power had the property of being a natural power. It was a very pure and flawless source of energy free from any defects in one’s mind. Because the magical power was distilled and used in the cultivation, Merlin’s body had received such immaculate Xian vital essence.

With this purity, there was no waste that could block the way; his cultivation nearly had no bottleneck.

Merlin could drill the cultivation’s levels more easily. If he had enough power in his cultivation, this would help him cultivate more smoothly and be very useful for him.

As for the magical-power cultivation, drilling this kind of power had restrictions and conditions different from the Xian-vital-essence cultivation, because to drill each magical level, one needed to both accumulate enough magical power and pass the conditions of each level.

And because of these conditions, Merlin was still unable to drill through the magic-practitioner level.

He had asked Matin about it; unfortunately, he was not a high-ranking wizard, so he could not give Merlin a lot of advice.

But it did not mean that there was no way out. Merlin received a piece of advice that the easiest way to become a wizard was to get into a magic academy. That place was willing to teach wizards about magic. They even had a lot of experienced teachers who could teach one to use magic effectively.

In this realm, there were other magic schools than Waldecian Academy. Every kingdom had magic academies.

His next move was that after returning from the tower, he would search for Solomon’s other possessions. And he was certain that one of them had to have something to do with Arthur’s sword.

Now, Arthur had returned to the Aragon Kingdom, which meant that getting into Waldecian Academy was not Merlin’s goal. Therefore, Aragon School of Wizardry was now his best option.

It did not take Merlin long before he arrived at the Blue Cloak Shop.

Seeing Merlin, everyone including Matin was surprised.

Merlin had not noticed that he had changed. He had no idea that being on the thirty-fifth floor of the Great Magic Tower, with its immensely dense magical pressure, had turned every single hair on his skin from black to white.

Whether his eyebrows or hair, they were mostly in white now. The fact that a child had white hair had to be strange for the people in his former world. But it was not the same here, where there were a lot of people from different races and tribes.

People in this realm had more than one hair color. When a boy had white hair, it did not mean he was old, but it was a part of ethnic diversity.

However, the employees and Matin were dumbfounded because they used to see Merlin’s black hair. But after a short period of time, he came back with his hair all white. That was why they were surprised.

Now Merlin was sitting at ease in Matin’s office.

Matin handed a file to Merlin; it was the information that he had ordered Matin to handle.

From the conversation with Matin, he found that he had gone for one month.

Technically, the attendees could stay on the island only for a week; but he was there for a month. Probably, it was because of Jǫrmungandr’s power that had locked him up in the barrier.

This might be why the tower’s rules did not affect him.

“So that is why. I could achieve the mid-point of stem-building quickly because I had absorbed the magical power for a long time. That place full of magical power was very beneficial to my cultivation.” Merlin thought.

He looked at the file in his hand and opened it to read. As soon as he read the content of that document, anger grew in his mind.

It said that, two years ago, Maye, his mother, was driven out of Szirtes Castle because she was accused of stealing. But fortunately, she was saved by Arthur. So, she was now living in the city ruled by Duke Cowe. And most importantly, she got remarried to a villager of that town.

Even though Maye was not his real mother, she was the mother of this body he was living in. In the short time he spent with Maye, he felt the bond between them.

Knowing the news of her being in a difficult situation quite agitated him. But reading until the last line about Maye’s new marriage calmed his mind down.

The fact that Maye had begun a new life in a safe place made him feel relieved.

When everything turned out perfectly, there was no reason for him to stay here any longer. Of course, his next destination was the Aragon Kingdom.