Super Dimensional Wizard
Chapter 24 Cold Reality
Big 6 mainland is bigger than Old Land, Big 6, the real Big 6 mainland, when compared to Old Land, one can see that it really is at best a marginal island. Apocalypse 6, Big 6 is also not comparable to Big 6 mainland, but at least in the wizard’s world, it is recognized by Big 6 mainland as an important location.
Dev, as an exchange student appointed by the Silver Heron Royal Wizards, is headed off towards Hurricane Tower in the southern part of the continent to learn.
The above, is what Dev states himself.
In fact, some talented individuals on board know that the so-called Silver Heron Royal Wizard Academy was founded by a wizard apprentice who could not advance to a formal wizard and had left a side door for future generations after their own death. With some of the wizard apprentice’s prior connections to Hurricane Tower, the academy can get some recommended spots for talented individuals.
Therefore, the point made about being an ‘exchange student’ is pure nonsense. An organization with a thousand years of history and filled with official wizards will stoop down to communicate with one founded by a wizard apprentice made up of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled? Hasn’t he woken up yet?
However, even if people understood this, they buried it silently in their hearts, because no one dared to offend Dev. After all, no matter how old, weak, sick or disabled, they still have only this one life. Rumor has it that there has recently been another wizard apprentice who is closely associated with the previous wizard apprentice in the Silver Heron Royal Wizard Academy. They had also returned to the central empire only because they did not have a chance to advance.
With this relation, coupled with the rich financial backing of the central empire itself, no one dared to offend Dev too much, even with Dev’s behavior, no matter how arrogant and flamboyant, it was silently endured and buried at the bottom of their hearts for later time.
As Dev entered the restaurant, the noise surrounding him immediately quieted.
As a result, Angel heard a whisper on the side, “Why, why is he alone today? Why didn’t his entourage come?”
Dev seemed to hear this and glared at the man who was talking. He laughed and left after he saw the other person cringe their head down to eat.
But when Dev walked away from the crowd, his arrogant expression cooled for a moment.
He had just left with his entourage after all the rooms were closed, but he did not understand where they had gone.
“These f*cking b*stards.” Without the service of his entourage, the whispers and curses caused Dev’s teeth to grind, as he had to choose the meal himself, and even serve his own food.
Although Dev was used to being arrogant among the talents, he had obviously heard that the Bohemia was backed by a strong background, so he did not want conflict with the cook that served the meal, and had to obediently take a seat with his plate and eat.
Angel glanced at Dev as he entered the door, and then paid little attention to Dev after the beginning.
He was now holding some doubt. After Dev stepped into the restaurant, Angel had clearly heard the bell on the door ring twice, but Dev was the only one who came in.
Was it because of the excessive stimulation of his brain these days that produced an auditory hallucination?
Angel was trained by Jon to observe his environment from an early age, this kind of training is not to avoid danger, but to capture more details for self-reflection, to get inspiration and opportunity from everything. In a word, it is the ability to reflect that serves self-knowledge.
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Angel has always prided himself on his instinct to capture imperceptible details, but today it seems to be a little dysfunctional.
Shaking his head, Angel gave up thinking about this somewhat insignificant detail. It’s none of his business after all. And also a waste of his time.
He likes to enjoy the sensation brought by the food on his taste buds, not indulging in all foods, but only in what he considers ‘good food’. For some food on the plate, he chose to accept rather than indulge. As he ate, his thoughts ran back to the event in the storeroom and opened his mind to reflect on some unanswered answers.
A scream came not far away, interrupting Angel’s thoughts about which world he had crossed to.
“Ah! Who are you? Come out!” A shrill male voice rang through the whole restaurant. Then there was a clatter of cutlery.
Angel frowned with displeasure.
Not far away, the haughty third prince of the Central Empire was completely red faced, covering his necks with one hand, and trying to stymie the blood from spurting out through his fingers. His other hand had lifted the tablecloth and waved it around, all the while cutlery fell loudly all over the floor.
Dev waved his arms around like an angry matador. But it was useless, because there was no one within one or two meters of him.
“Why, is he going crazy? Wrong! Why is he bleeding?”
“Don’t you see the knife wound on his neck?” Someone murmured, “Strange, but there is no one around?”
“It isn’t a ghost, is it?”
There was a lot of chatter among the onlookers, but no one wanted to step up to help, not to mention how bad Dev’s character was, the eeriness of the situation had deterred everyone.
“His blood flow is very fast, but not to the point of spurting out so much. There must be a cut in his carotid artery.” Angel glanced at him and observed, “With this cut to the artery and with his current blood loss rate, he will die within 10 minutes if he doesn’t get first aid.”
“There is a knife wound, but there is no man wielding a knife.” Angel’s eyes circled around, but he didn’t see anyone near Dev, he suddenly remembered the strange second ring when Dev had entered the door, with his brows stretched and a cold twinkle. “This is kind of interesting.”
An invisible man? A wizard apprentice? Or is it a talented peer?
Angel favors the latter. If it was a wizard apprentice, there is no need for such a stealthy assassination, just a single spell would suffice.
Angel thought to himself as Dev was swinging around erratically, but as time went on, his voice became weaker. Suddenly, no one knows what he had heard, but he had suddenly picked up some red wine on the table next to him and splashed it towards the southeastern window.
The scarlet wine, instead of spilling on the wooden wall as expected, was forced to a stop midair about five meters away.
The wine slowly dripped down, gradually revealing a red figure.
“Is there really someone? And they are invisible too!” Someone exclaimed, pointing to the man whose figure was revealed after being splashed with the wine. “It can’t be a wizard, can it?”
“A wizard lord? Do not joke, a distinguished wizard, how could they go invisible in order to assassinate one of us, to kill us, the lord only needs to spit and we would not be able to resist.” someone scoffed.
“Wait and see. We’ll soon know who it is soon.” Some talented man next to them pointed to the invisible person, “I remember Lord Comorne talking about the art of stealth, the illusion of concealment, the concealment of space, and the concealment of vision by light and shadow. The first two are what formal wizard apprentices can practice, using formal magic, the only thing that can have a stealth effect is a 0-level spell-light and shadow.”
Lord Comorne, the guide of the group for Gravity Forest is also a second-class wizard apprentice.
“The light and shadow spell, and those who use this spell will certainly appear as long as they are touched by a foreign object.”
“Of course, this does not rule out the possibility of the other party using a stealth alchemy prop. But such alchemy props, even Lord Comorne, could not afford to buy.”
As the man said, the invisible man, who had been splashed by the red wine, showed his true body.
Angel looked on while frowning: It was a handsome young man in rags with a recalcitrant face.
Angel does not know the other party, but gathering from the details of the individual’s clothes and movements, the talented individual’s family should belong to the bottom of the poor.
A poor young man at the bottom, and a noble prince.
The poor youth, with a recalcitrant face, looked at the bleeding Dev, began grinning madly at the bloodthirsty scene as he raised the corners of his mouth, vaguely reveling in the pleasure of vengeance.
Once the noble prince, seeing the person behind the plot was just a poor youth, a cold glare shone with incredible resentment and anger, with this ferocious expression, there also contained a trace of regret.
“Funny, the story behind these two might be enough for Mana to gossip for a whole year.” Angel smiled and recalled when maid Mana had been gossiping about a famous cheat that pretended to be an aristocratic male in Watford.
Angel shook his head and was ready to turn around and leave the restaurant. He didn’t want to waste his precious time on this bloody plot.
But as soon as he got up, a silver haired aristocratic middle-aged woman appeared at the chaotic scene.
The elegant lady, who happened to have heard the event In passing is Mrs. Merlin, a third-class wizard apprentice on the Bohemia, who also came with the group heading towards Hurricane Tower.
Now that Mrs. Merlin has appeared, the outcome of the poor teenager who murdered with a knife can also be predicted. Yes, no, wait… huh?! Angel’s eyes suddenly shrank, seeing Mrs. Merlin come to the center of the stage, the reason being is that she did not pay attention to the half-dead Dev lying on the ground, but surprisingly, came and sized up the youngster with the knife in front of a large number of people.
Mrs. Merlin raised her hand and swept away the filth from the boy.
“What’s your name boy?” Asked Mrs. Merlin to the poor boy.
“Eastley. Dear Lord Merlin, my name is Eastley.” The young man said respectfully. He didn’t give his last name because he didn’t have one. a ‘surname’ represents an inheritance of a family, he being an orphan, his name originated from the name of a wolf dog raised by an aristocratic master who he had once served. In order to get that name, he had fought with the wolf dog to the point of blood, and finally broke the wolf dog’s neck before the nobleman gave him the name “Eastley”.
“Eastley, all right. I’ll remember your name.”
“You’re great! In a short period of time, the source of magic was guided to form a spell. Do you know you have more than 20 points of mental power as talent?” Mrs. Merlin suddenly stretched out her hand and reached straight towards Eastley’s forehead.
“Sure enough, your talent is inborn at 23.00, which saves you a lot of time in the early stages, you are at least 10 times faster than the average talent! No wonder you can guide the source of magic so quickly.” Mrs. Merlin smiled away and said to the teenager, “Half a month ago, I explained to you the principle behind the spell of light and shadow. You using the spell light and shadow right now means that you have understood the basic principle behind light and shadow. This is very good, very good indeed!”
“Keep in mind that a wizard’s magic is based on both knowledge and magic, both of which are indispensable. You have now stepped into the door of a junior wizard apprentice, and from today onwards, can move to the upper floor.”
After saying all this, Mrs. Merlin turned away without looking back.
As for Dev on the ground, at this time he was succumbing to death, and when Mrs. Merlin’s figure disappeared from Beaufort Restaurant, Dev’s desperate eyes slowly became dull. In the end, with no one lent him a helping hand, Dev completely became a cold corpse in front of the crowd.
The killer, Eastley. Looking at the cold body on the ground, smiled from the corners of his mouth and turned away.
No one condemned him, and no one dared to call him out for what had happened, at least not on this ship, Eastley had completed his transformation into a being that could dominate the lives of others.
Angel left in silence, now he deeply felt that wizards really do not distinguish between black and white, good and evil, in their eyes, mortals are not worth mentioning.
Behind Dev was the Silver Heron Royal Wizard Academy, also from the same group as Mrs. Merlin, but even so, Mrs. Merlin still did not save him from death, not even looking down at Dev’s final pleas. It can be seen that the wizard’s attitude towards mortals is cold and cruel.
In this case, Angel has doubly eliminated his sense of existence, in the absence of strength, death will always be hanging a sickle around the neck. This is reality, the reality of the Wizard’s world.
Dev, as an exchange student appointed by the Silver Heron Royal Wizards, is headed off towards Hurricane Tower in the southern part of the continent to learn.
The above, is what Dev states himself.
In fact, some talented individuals on board know that the so-called Silver Heron Royal Wizard Academy was founded by a wizard apprentice who could not advance to a formal wizard and had left a side door for future generations after their own death. With some of the wizard apprentice’s prior connections to Hurricane Tower, the academy can get some recommended spots for talented individuals.
Therefore, the point made about being an ‘exchange student’ is pure nonsense. An organization with a thousand years of history and filled with official wizards will stoop down to communicate with one founded by a wizard apprentice made up of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled? Hasn’t he woken up yet?
However, even if people understood this, they buried it silently in their hearts, because no one dared to offend Dev. After all, no matter how old, weak, sick or disabled, they still have only this one life. Rumor has it that there has recently been another wizard apprentice who is closely associated with the previous wizard apprentice in the Silver Heron Royal Wizard Academy. They had also returned to the central empire only because they did not have a chance to advance.
With this relation, coupled with the rich financial backing of the central empire itself, no one dared to offend Dev too much, even with Dev’s behavior, no matter how arrogant and flamboyant, it was silently endured and buried at the bottom of their hearts for later time.
As Dev entered the restaurant, the noise surrounding him immediately quieted.
As a result, Angel heard a whisper on the side, “Why, why is he alone today? Why didn’t his entourage come?”
Dev seemed to hear this and glared at the man who was talking. He laughed and left after he saw the other person cringe their head down to eat.
But when Dev walked away from the crowd, his arrogant expression cooled for a moment.
He had just left with his entourage after all the rooms were closed, but he did not understand where they had gone.
“These f*cking b*stards.” Without the service of his entourage, the whispers and curses caused Dev’s teeth to grind, as he had to choose the meal himself, and even serve his own food.
Although Dev was used to being arrogant among the talents, he had obviously heard that the Bohemia was backed by a strong background, so he did not want conflict with the cook that served the meal, and had to obediently take a seat with his plate and eat.
Angel glanced at Dev as he entered the door, and then paid little attention to Dev after the beginning.
He was now holding some doubt. After Dev stepped into the restaurant, Angel had clearly heard the bell on the door ring twice, but Dev was the only one who came in.
Was it because of the excessive stimulation of his brain these days that produced an auditory hallucination?
Angel was trained by Jon to observe his environment from an early age, this kind of training is not to avoid danger, but to capture more details for self-reflection, to get inspiration and opportunity from everything. In a word, it is the ability to reflect that serves self-knowledge.
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Angel has always prided himself on his instinct to capture imperceptible details, but today it seems to be a little dysfunctional.
Shaking his head, Angel gave up thinking about this somewhat insignificant detail. It’s none of his business after all. And also a waste of his time.
He likes to enjoy the sensation brought by the food on his taste buds, not indulging in all foods, but only in what he considers ‘good food’. For some food on the plate, he chose to accept rather than indulge. As he ate, his thoughts ran back to the event in the storeroom and opened his mind to reflect on some unanswered answers.
A scream came not far away, interrupting Angel’s thoughts about which world he had crossed to.
“Ah! Who are you? Come out!” A shrill male voice rang through the whole restaurant. Then there was a clatter of cutlery.
Angel frowned with displeasure.
Not far away, the haughty third prince of the Central Empire was completely red faced, covering his necks with one hand, and trying to stymie the blood from spurting out through his fingers. His other hand had lifted the tablecloth and waved it around, all the while cutlery fell loudly all over the floor.
Dev waved his arms around like an angry matador. But it was useless, because there was no one within one or two meters of him.
“Why, is he going crazy? Wrong! Why is he bleeding?”
“Don’t you see the knife wound on his neck?” Someone murmured, “Strange, but there is no one around?”
“It isn’t a ghost, is it?”
There was a lot of chatter among the onlookers, but no one wanted to step up to help, not to mention how bad Dev’s character was, the eeriness of the situation had deterred everyone.
“His blood flow is very fast, but not to the point of spurting out so much. There must be a cut in his carotid artery.” Angel glanced at him and observed, “With this cut to the artery and with his current blood loss rate, he will die within 10 minutes if he doesn’t get first aid.”
“There is a knife wound, but there is no man wielding a knife.” Angel’s eyes circled around, but he didn’t see anyone near Dev, he suddenly remembered the strange second ring when Dev had entered the door, with his brows stretched and a cold twinkle. “This is kind of interesting.”
An invisible man? A wizard apprentice? Or is it a talented peer?
Angel favors the latter. If it was a wizard apprentice, there is no need for such a stealthy assassination, just a single spell would suffice.
Angel thought to himself as Dev was swinging around erratically, but as time went on, his voice became weaker. Suddenly, no one knows what he had heard, but he had suddenly picked up some red wine on the table next to him and splashed it towards the southeastern window.
The scarlet wine, instead of spilling on the wooden wall as expected, was forced to a stop midair about five meters away.
The wine slowly dripped down, gradually revealing a red figure.
“Is there really someone? And they are invisible too!” Someone exclaimed, pointing to the man whose figure was revealed after being splashed with the wine. “It can’t be a wizard, can it?”
“A wizard lord? Do not joke, a distinguished wizard, how could they go invisible in order to assassinate one of us, to kill us, the lord only needs to spit and we would not be able to resist.” someone scoffed.
“Wait and see. We’ll soon know who it is soon.” Some talented man next to them pointed to the invisible person, “I remember Lord Comorne talking about the art of stealth, the illusion of concealment, the concealment of space, and the concealment of vision by light and shadow. The first two are what formal wizard apprentices can practice, using formal magic, the only thing that can have a stealth effect is a 0-level spell-light and shadow.”
Lord Comorne, the guide of the group for Gravity Forest is also a second-class wizard apprentice.
“The light and shadow spell, and those who use this spell will certainly appear as long as they are touched by a foreign object.”
“Of course, this does not rule out the possibility of the other party using a stealth alchemy prop. But such alchemy props, even Lord Comorne, could not afford to buy.”
As the man said, the invisible man, who had been splashed by the red wine, showed his true body.
Angel looked on while frowning: It was a handsome young man in rags with a recalcitrant face.
Angel does not know the other party, but gathering from the details of the individual’s clothes and movements, the talented individual’s family should belong to the bottom of the poor.
A poor young man at the bottom, and a noble prince.
The poor youth, with a recalcitrant face, looked at the bleeding Dev, began grinning madly at the bloodthirsty scene as he raised the corners of his mouth, vaguely reveling in the pleasure of vengeance.
Once the noble prince, seeing the person behind the plot was just a poor youth, a cold glare shone with incredible resentment and anger, with this ferocious expression, there also contained a trace of regret.
“Funny, the story behind these two might be enough for Mana to gossip for a whole year.” Angel smiled and recalled when maid Mana had been gossiping about a famous cheat that pretended to be an aristocratic male in Watford.
Angel shook his head and was ready to turn around and leave the restaurant. He didn’t want to waste his precious time on this bloody plot.
But as soon as he got up, a silver haired aristocratic middle-aged woman appeared at the chaotic scene.
The elegant lady, who happened to have heard the event In passing is Mrs. Merlin, a third-class wizard apprentice on the Bohemia, who also came with the group heading towards Hurricane Tower.
Now that Mrs. Merlin has appeared, the outcome of the poor teenager who murdered with a knife can also be predicted. Yes, no, wait… huh?! Angel’s eyes suddenly shrank, seeing Mrs. Merlin come to the center of the stage, the reason being is that she did not pay attention to the half-dead Dev lying on the ground, but surprisingly, came and sized up the youngster with the knife in front of a large number of people.
Mrs. Merlin raised her hand and swept away the filth from the boy.
“What’s your name boy?” Asked Mrs. Merlin to the poor boy.
“Eastley. Dear Lord Merlin, my name is Eastley.” The young man said respectfully. He didn’t give his last name because he didn’t have one. a ‘surname’ represents an inheritance of a family, he being an orphan, his name originated from the name of a wolf dog raised by an aristocratic master who he had once served. In order to get that name, he had fought with the wolf dog to the point of blood, and finally broke the wolf dog’s neck before the nobleman gave him the name “Eastley”.
“Eastley, all right. I’ll remember your name.”
“You’re great! In a short period of time, the source of magic was guided to form a spell. Do you know you have more than 20 points of mental power as talent?” Mrs. Merlin suddenly stretched out her hand and reached straight towards Eastley’s forehead.
“Sure enough, your talent is inborn at 23.00, which saves you a lot of time in the early stages, you are at least 10 times faster than the average talent! No wonder you can guide the source of magic so quickly.” Mrs. Merlin smiled away and said to the teenager, “Half a month ago, I explained to you the principle behind the spell of light and shadow. You using the spell light and shadow right now means that you have understood the basic principle behind light and shadow. This is very good, very good indeed!”
“Keep in mind that a wizard’s magic is based on both knowledge and magic, both of which are indispensable. You have now stepped into the door of a junior wizard apprentice, and from today onwards, can move to the upper floor.”
After saying all this, Mrs. Merlin turned away without looking back.
As for Dev on the ground, at this time he was succumbing to death, and when Mrs. Merlin’s figure disappeared from Beaufort Restaurant, Dev’s desperate eyes slowly became dull. In the end, with no one lent him a helping hand, Dev completely became a cold corpse in front of the crowd.
The killer, Eastley. Looking at the cold body on the ground, smiled from the corners of his mouth and turned away.
No one condemned him, and no one dared to call him out for what had happened, at least not on this ship, Eastley had completed his transformation into a being that could dominate the lives of others.
Angel left in silence, now he deeply felt that wizards really do not distinguish between black and white, good and evil, in their eyes, mortals are not worth mentioning.
Behind Dev was the Silver Heron Royal Wizard Academy, also from the same group as Mrs. Merlin, but even so, Mrs. Merlin still did not save him from death, not even looking down at Dev’s final pleas. It can be seen that the wizard’s attitude towards mortals is cold and cruel.
In this case, Angel has doubly eliminated his sense of existence, in the absence of strength, death will always be hanging a sickle around the neck. This is reality, the reality of the Wizard’s world.