Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 434 Morton
In a daze, Yaro seemed to have returned to his previous life, to that peaceful country where he didn't have to worry about suddenly dying even when he was asleep.

"Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue..."

A series of ethereal shouts seemed to come from the horizon.

Mr. Moon?
Who is that?
Yaro frowned instinctively: Who is it that is so rude, shouting and yelling here so early in the morning?

Even so, he felt an inexplicable sense of urgency.

It's like having an extra needle on a comfortable Simmons bed. If you want to succumb to gentleness, you'll be pricked by the needle. Your body tenses up slightly, but you can no longer feel the needle.

This faint, tingling sensation gradually brought Yaro back to his senses.

Lazily stretching and opening my eyes, I was immediately greeted by exotic decorations.

Yaro's body stiffened for a moment, then gradually returned to normal.

Yaro yawned, cracking his neck, and casually asked, "What's wrong?"

A respectful voice came from the front of the carriage:
“Mr. Yue, I apologize for disturbing your rest. We have arrived at the Ghost Orchid Garden. Lord Morton would like to see you again. Would that be convenient for you? And you don’t need to worry, it won’t take long to get to Lord Morton’s residence from here, so it won’t delay your journey.”

"Brother Morton wants to see me?"

Morton's gentle smile immediately came to Yaro's mind.

“Of course!” Yaro agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, Mr. Yue, please sit tight."

Snapped!
A whip cracked in the air outside, and the carriage slightly changed direction, slowly setting off again.

Yarrow had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery outside the window.

At this moment, for some reason, he felt a strange sense of urgency, as if he had forgotten something important. He couldn't recall it no matter how hard he tried, and he couldn't ignore it no matter how hard he tried to put it out of his mind.

"What have I forgotten? Ian? The armor? Brother Morton? I clearly remember everything that just happened!"

This conflicted feeling is extremely frustrating!

Fortunately, the carriage stopped again not long afterward.

"Mr. Yue, we've arrived."

As the car door opened, a refreshing fragrance of flowers and fruits wafted out.

The fragrance was somewhat similar to the scent in the carriage, but even more magical. Just smelling it was like sweeping away the dust in one's heart, making the magic in one's sea of ​​consciousness more active, and the perception of the various types of void magic around one's body became significantly clearer.

As a result, Yaro felt as if his body and mind had been calmed down, and the persistent pain in his mind seemed to have been soothed.

As soon as I looked up, the sight of huge red flowers covering the ground was breathtaking.

The red flowers, with their alluring shapes, trembled slightly in the drizzle, like thousands of beauties draped in red gauze, gracefully dancing in the rain, vying for attention and beauty.

But at this moment, none of the myriad colors could compare to the touch of silver-white in the garden pavilion.

"Brother Morton!"

For some reason, Yaro was suddenly overwhelmed with a surge of joy, feeling as if the person he trusted most was right in front of him.

Just as I was about to jog over, a sharp pain flashed through my mind as soon as I lifted my left foot.

Yaro let out a muffled groan, clutching his head, and instinctively stopped.

A flicker of surprise crossed Morton's eyes. He paused, then looked worried. "Yue, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Upon hearing this, the surging emotions in Yaro's heart inexplicably subsided, and his headache symptoms lessened. He rubbed his forehead, tentatively took another step, and seeing no further abnormalities, slowly entered the pavilion, saying with slight doubt, "I don't know what happened, my head suddenly started hurting."

"Maybe you haven't been resting well lately? Here, have a cup of black tea to relax."

As he spoke, Morton poured a steaming cup of black tea and placed it on the tea table in front of Yarrow.

The tea is bright red and clear, like amber, with a few berries floating on top. They are similar in size to blueberries, translucent and deep red, like goji berries, but small and spherical. They rise, fall, swirl and collide with each other in the tea, looking somewhat playful.

Yaro looked at the teacup, but hesitated to reach for it.

Morton poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then squinted his eyes contentedly, smiling as he said, "That's a Ghost Orchid Fruit. As a magical ingredient, its effects are much better than coffee."

Ghost orchid fruit?
The fruit of the Ghost Orchid?
Yaro really wanted to drink it, but for some reason, he had a vague premonition that if he drank the tea, his head would definitely start to throb again.

After a moment's hesitation, Yaro picked up his teacup, but without drinking, he looked up and asked, "Brother Morton, what brings you here?"

Morton, however, seemed oblivious to this scene, and said in a casual tone, "Moon, did you find out for me why Ian attacked his magic teacher?"

So that's what it was about!

Yaro secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pondered for a moment, and said, "Ian believes that his previous magic teacher stole his treasure, and... he thinks he gave it to you."

"A treasure? His armor made entirely of magic stones?" Morton raised an eyebrow slightly, quite surprised.

"So you knew about it too."

“Of course,” Morton chuckled. “Ian is half right. I did have someone take that armor. As for his magic teacher… well, maybe it was just a convenient misunderstanding?”

They actually admitted it outright?
"Why...why did you do this?" Yaro couldn't help but ask.

"Do you know how many magic stones Ian used to make that suit of armor?" Morton countered.

Yaro secretly estimated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Sixteen hundred?"

"Eighteen hundred!"

Well, Ian's skills are naturally not as good as Yaro's.

“Do you know what this means?” Morton put down his teacup.

"I don't know." Yaro shook his head.

Perhaps because he was used to seeing all sorts of large numbers in his previous life, such as "ten thousand taels of gold" or "being able to get close to people with hundreds of millions", even though he knows that magic stones are hard to earn in this life, he still finds it difficult to react to numbers in the thousands.

"He not only emptied the family's savings, but also incurred a debt of more than three hundred magic stones!"

Yaro looked surprised: "I see that your family has quite a few wizard apprentices, so how come you only have this many magic stones?"

"What use are more wizard apprentices? They are just collateral branches of 'Ian'. They only think about how to put the family's magic stones into their own pockets."

"Ian embezzled public funds?"

"It's not that bad. Isn't the family just the three of us, father and sons? It's just that the amount he used this time was too large. A large part of it came from the output of the Ghost Orchid Garden, and the extra part was borrowed from others by me. It's like he used almost all of my magic stones. Is there a problem with me using some means to get the finished product back?"

This... contains a lot of information, and there are quite a few questions.

After thinking for a moment, Yaro skipped the 'property rights division issue' and asked directly, "Then why are you giving him such great support?"

Morton gave a wry smile: "I was also led in step by step by him."

(End of this chapter)