Chapter 200: The Age of Wizards (Part II)
The black-haired wizard had a complicated look in his eyes.
Shocked, angry, surprised, inexplicable...... It's not enough to describe his mood.
Aside from Asrael, he had only told Ain alone. Although the little wizard completely took what he said as a lie to fool her.
Wait a minute!
If Asriel can find out that she doesn't belong in this world, then Ariel probably does too......
"You... How much do you know?"
Looking at the black-haired wizard's look as if he had been hit by an arrow in the chest, Ain, who pursed his lips, looked at him worriedly, clenching Loren's wrist tightly, but a trace of doubt rose in his heart.
"I only know part of it, and people who really know everything are reluctant to tell me much. Corona's tone was gentle, and he "hinted" at the person's identity very clearly: "But it is also because of that person that I have this plan, to hand over the nine-pointed star chice to you." β
"Because you have this ...... Unprecedented talent. β
Loren swallowed his throat and forced himself to calm down as quickly as possible - the situation was irreversible, and instead of complaining and angry, he had to figure out what was going to happen next.
For example...... What is his purpose?
Corona slowly raised her left hand and whispered awkward notes in her mouth. Before Loren and Al Yin could react, they kept the little wizard out of the pale blue "wall".
The black-haired wizard frowned slightly, looked back and made a "reassuring" gesture to Ain behind him, and the little wizard who was still a little flustered just now nodded slightly, and his left hand was already pressed on the hilt of the short sword at his waist.
"I'm sorry, but it's the most rational decision. Facing the other pair of eyes staring at him "outside the wall", Corona didn't care: "You don't want more people to know about this, do you?"
"You're so sweet. Loren smiled "sincerely": "I was so moved that I almost cried." β
"And I'm sure you're sarcastic. β
Sensing a hint of surprise from the black-haired wizard, Corona chuckled disapprovingly: "Don't be surprised, Fress Walker and I are old friends, and we have long been used to it. β
Recalling the impression of the "old man smoking pipe", Loren did not admit that the other party's mouth was more poisonous than his own.
"You have a talent that many wizards can't hope for - but because of this, all the evil gods will covet your body, because they can descend into the world completely if you take possession of them, and they also see you as a threat, because you, with this power, can definitely hurt them. β
Corona said this without the slightest emotion:
"So I think you should understand a little bit about how dangerous the Nine-Pointed Star Holy Grail really is, especially in this era of 'Evil God Fall'. β
Loren nodded silently, listening carefully to the other party's words, looking for the key point.
"Therefore... In the hands of any wizard, the Chalice of the Nine-Pointed Star is a very dangerous existence - which is why the sages of the year kept it here. β
"But for you, maybe there will be a different outcome. β
The dark-haired wizard raised an eyebrow, and he heard a crucial word.
Not quite the same?
"Even if I don't agree with those crazy people, I don't deny that wizards need their own strength - whether it's facing the evil gods who are about to fall into the world, or the Holy Cross that can't be resisted, we need strength!"
"I remember you just said that such a terrible force should be destroyed as soon as possible. Loren deliberately asked, "Don't you think it's inconsistent?"
"Any plan should be fit, not blindly executed β especially when better results are on the horizon. β
Corona smiled disapprerovingly: "What's more, destroying it was just a helpless move, if it can really be kept, then it is not impossible." β
"You're so confident in me?"
"You are a wizard, Lord Loren Turinβa fact that cannot be changed from the moment you step through the doors of Vimpal Academy. Corona crossed her hands, her eyes sincere and without a hint of falsehood:
"How can a wizard betray the class from which he belongs?"
Loren gritted his back molars, and the mood in his heart was a little unstable.
He found out that he was actually ...... There is a little bit of "little touch", although it is really only a little.
"I have had many ambitions, Your Excellency Loren Turin, and there is nothing to hide from that. Corona continued, "But I have only one goal, and that is to give the entire wizarding class our rightful place. β
"YouβYou're not planning to build a nation, are you?"
"No, that's neither necessary nor possible. He shook his head, "It's a shame that the wizarding class naturally lacks the ambition to rule. All most wizards seek is a respected status, a stable life, and a space to study, all ...... We don't need to build a kingdom of our own. β
"Unlike the knights, our vocation is not to rule and war, and while many of our colleagues are skilled in this, unlike the knights, the wizarding class needs to be prosperous and stable, and in this respect, we are the most loyal courtiers of the Empire. β
"As for the Nine-Pointed Star Holy Grail...... I can leave it to you, but I would advise you not to use it lightly until you are ready. β
"Why?" Loren frowned slightly.
"Because the essence of the Nine-Pointed Star Grail is the same as yourself, it is a 'valve' of the overlapping two worlds - open one valve, you can confront the evil god head-on, and minimize the erosion of the void, open two, you will have a new 'vision', you will understand the 'truth' that ordinary wizards cannot understand, and open the third ......"
Looking at the nervous expression of the black-haired wizard, Corona stopped and slightly curled the corners of his mouth:
"It's probably just up to you to find out. β
Alas?!
"I'm sorry, but in the history of the wizarding world, only one wizard has ever opened two valves at the same time, so that's the end of the record. At this moment, the smiling Corona was so solemn:
"It was that sage who, with the 'wisdom' that ordinary people could not understand, compiled the 'ancient runes' that are in use today, opened the study of the occult, created the earliest spells, and opened the door to the wizarding era. β
"No need to be surprised, Your Excellency Loren Turin. You guessed it right, I'm talking about the 'first wizard', the 'hat-wearing' Logan who has been sung in the play for generations!"
"So...... What did he encounter after opening the second valve?" The black-haired wizard couldn't help but ask.
There are very few records of "Logan in a Hat" in the history of the Wizarding Tower, even to the point that he can only rely on the form of "drama" to prevent this person from being completely forgotten, and there are not many records of "he opened the second valve".
This can only mean one thing β there are people who don't want these 'truths' to be known.
"There is no record of this in the Wizarding Tower, and even in the vast forbidden book area, there is very little historical information about Logan, and only a few fragments can be speculated by future generations. β
Corona's smile revealed a hint of sarcasm: "I believe that there is also the 'help' of the Holy Cross Church - after all, the first wizard is actually a priest who believes in the Holy Cross, which is really ironic." β
"Therefore, as for the result of 'opening the two valves', apart from having a new 'vision', only this sentence remains in the record of the wizard's tower......
...... Logan, found the eye that spied on you!"
"Snooping... Eyes?"
The black-haired wizard muttered under his breath. However, in the next second, he suddenly looked up when he noticed something.
Corona in front of him is aging rapidly...... The next moment, his skin began to wrinkle rapidly, wrinkles suddenly appeared on his gentle face, only a little withered hair was left in the hair that fell out quickly, and his body began to stretch hideously... Hunchback... until the robe is fully covered.
In just a few seconds, it seemed to him that decades had passed, from a teenager to an old man who seemed to have a short life at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Only the gentle smile is still the same as before.
The rotten wood-like arm held the Holy Grail and handed it to the black-haired wizard:
"It's a gift, but it's a hope... Lord Loren Turin, all we can do as a wizard is to do our part......
to meet the fate we will faceββ!"