Chapter20-The Shocking Ancient God-Tier Spell

At this moment, Sadie had already taken off her wig and fake beard, revealing her original feminine appearance.

There was no denying it—her beauty was truly stunning, rivaling even that of Flora.

This was precisely why she disguised herself as a man: to avoid attracting attention.

But things didn't go as planned.

Now, all the bystanders had a deep impression of this "cross-dressing lady."

Ahead lay a vast lake, surrounded by numerous stone houses.

A few young people dressed in knight uniforms were training nearby.

Sadie stood in front of the largest stone house and took out her family badge. The magic array outside immediately reacted.

"Is that the little fool from House Bolton?" A man's voice came from inside. "Come in."

"Yes, Master." Sadie took the gift from the head guard and entered with a calm demeanor.

Inside sat the Tier-7 Legendary Knight, Edward. He glanced at Sadie, and his brows furrowed instantly. "You look completely different from the last time I saw you."

"Master Edward, it's been two years since our last meeting. I've grown a lot since then," Sadie replied respectfully.

"No, no." Edward circled around her, finally pinpointing the issue. "What method did your family use to suppress your Blood Fury?"

"You have an aura of tranquility about you."

Sadie answered, "It's just a spell taught to me by a commoner. He said it's from his hometown. I tried chanting it, and now I feel very calm inside."

"A commoner's spell?" Edward said with curiosity. "Chant it for me."

As a renowned high-tier knight, Edward was much stronger than the Silver Knights by King Caesar's side.

He hailed from Red Stone Hill and used to be good friends with the head of House Bolton, which was why he was willing to look after Sadie, the younger generation.

This time, Sadie had traveled a long distance with the intention of formally beginning her knight training here.

Sadie then sing the lullaby that Owen had taught her.

"Hm?" Edward was stunned.

He had subconsciously followed along, silently chanting the spell in his mind when Sadie finished reciting it.

He even recalled the feeling of being in his mother's arms as a child.

Calm and comfortable, with the only downside being that it made him a bit sleepy.

"This is a god-tier spell!" Edward immediately made a judgment. "And based on its content, it's an ancient spell that has long been lost."

"Huh?" Sadie was dumbfounded.

What? An ancient god-tier spell?

Weren't those mysterious treasures recorded only on ancient parchment scrolls?

"That's right!" Even under the effect of the lullaby, Edward's excitement couldn't be quelled, which only further highlighted the power of the spell.

"It really was just an ordinary person who taught me," Sadie explained. "I just happened to catch a random commoner on the road."

"That person is definitely not ordinary," Edward said. "Tell me every detail about how you two met."

Sadie's mind started to swirl with doubts.

She recounted in full how she had heard Owen singing, how she had kidnapped him, and how they encountered the three rooster arcane beasts.

After listening, Edward became even more convinced of his judgment.

"There's no doubt about it."

"That man named Owen deliberately hid his identity. The sudden departure of the arcane beasts is proof."

"Otherwise, those three arcane beasts could have easily devoured all of you, and House Bolton would have found no trace afterward."

By this point, the effect of the lullaby had mostly worn off Sadie.

Her emotions began to fluctuate.

Thinking back to the situation at the time, she felt a wave of fear. Master Edward wouldn't lie. If Owen really was a hidden master, then the way she treated him in the carriage... she was basically asking for death.

"Aaaah, I'm doomed!" Sadie jumped up. "What should I do? Fortunately, I didn't tell him I was coming here. Otherwise, when Master Owen remembers how I forced him to sing, he might come knocking on my door."

Seeing her return to her original impatient personality, Edward nodded.

This was more like it—familiar behavior.

"Don't worry, he doesn't mean you any harm," Edward said. "On the contrary, I think Master Owen is a gentleman of exceptional grace. He saw your plight and taught you an ancient god-tier spell as proof."

"What we need to do is not fear, but express our gratitude."

"This spell, called the lullaby, is perfect for my knight's code! In the future, my knight apprentices won't need to immerse themselves in the freezing lake to stabilize their emotions anymore."

Hearing this, Sadie fully realized the power of the lullaby.

Her anxiety only grew.

"Come, take me to the town where you met him," Edward said decisively. "We're leaving now."

He didn't bother with a carriage and instead took Sadie directly on his giant raven mount, flying towards the town.

The originally long journey was shortened significantly.

Before it was even lunchtime, Edward found the tavern where Owen had once sung.

Meanwhile, Owen had already returned home.

The large rooster arcane beast had flown tirelessly, nearly exhausted, to drop off these lords at the foot of the mountain, then took off without looking back.

"Thank you, big bird! Why don't you come visit my house? I'll cook something nice for you," Owen called out warmly from the ground.

"Are you kidding me?" The rooster arcane beast rolled its eyes while flying away. "I may not be the smartest, but I'm no fool."

"Go visit? Hah, more like become an ingredient in your soup."

Rabbit White smirked.

It ran away so fast.

With such a big rooster arcane beast, making the chicken soup Owen used to make would be perfect.

"Ah, that's refreshing." Owen jogged back home, prepared a bubble bath for himself, and soaked until all his fatigue vanished.

The cat, Avel, pulled out the red stone pouch Sadie had given him and rolled the top-quality gems around like toys.

Rabbit White's stomach let out a loud rumble.

It stared at Owen eagerly, wishing it could help scrub his back. Are you done yet? I'm starving.

The rabbit had been spoiled by Owen's cooking and now refused to eat anything unless it was made by him.

After a while, Owen finally finished his bath and casually whipped up some spaghetti with special meat sauce and tomatoes. All three of them ate to their hearts' content.

After the meal, they all collapsed in bed and slept soundly until noon.

Feeling rejuvenated, Owen was planning to take a stroll in the garden and prepare lunch when he suddenly noticed a trail of footprints on the ground.

"What the—someone stole my vegetables!"

Owen quickly grabbed a hoe and followed the footprints.

They led to the potato patch.

Someone was squatting there, digging potatoes with both hands!

It was indeed a thief!

Owen slowed his pace, intending to knock the person out and tie them up. But then he noticed that the potato thief was actually a dirty little girl.

Her hair was a tangled mess, her dress was covered in mud, and she only had one shoe on.

She seemed famished, digging up potatoes and stuffing them into her mouth without even bothering to clean off the dirt.

Owen was taken aback.

"Don't eat that!" He grabbed the girl's hand. "Why are you eating raw potatoes? Wait, who are you? Where are your parents? Why are you here?"

The little girl, terrified, burst into tears.

"I'm so hungry. I'm sorry, I'm just so hungry."

Seeing this, Owen sighed.

Forget it. She's probably a poor town girl from the foot of the mountain, searching for food because of hunger.

"Don't cry, I'm not a bad guy. Come with me." Owen led the girl into his pub. "Eat something first."

He took out some leftover spaghetti from yesterday and reheated it slightly.

The girl's eyes lit up.

She devoured the meal, crying as she ate, as if tasting the best food in the world.

Owen then packed some apples, potatoes, flour, butter, and some homemade candies for her.

"These are for you. They'll be enough for a while," Owen said. "Young lady, always ask for permission before going to someone's house."

"You're lucky you ran into a good person like me. If it had been someone bad, you might never see your parents again."

The girl looked at the bag of food, tears streaming down her cheeks. After a deep bow and a curtsy, she dragged the heavy bag away.

Watching her tiny figure disappear, Owen felt great.

Another good deed done today.