Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 201 Ancestral Traditional Chinese Medicine Doctor, Specializing in Curing Cowards

The legendary realm is brimming with fierce power!
Having witnessed legendary power for the first time in his life, Zhang Yuan barely managed to maintain his composure thanks to his mental fortitude and the necklace given to him by his mentor.

Meanwhile, Münster and Kegan, who had just regained their mobility at this critical moment, tragically fell to their deaths again. Although they were not as badly injured as losing consciousness or falling into a state of fear, they still had difficulty moving and could not even straighten their bodies.

This is the majesty of a legendary powerhouse, a natural aura comparable to the might of a dragon. This is the sublimation and leap after reaching the pinnacle of the ultimate path and transcending the ordinary to become a saint. It is a natural effect that comes from within.

Just like the dragon's might or the water sprite's natural beauty, they have an innate suppression over the vast majority of ordinary people, stemming from their bloodline instincts.

Seeing the dire situation, Zhang Yuan cried out repeatedly, "Elder, please stop using your supernatural powers!"

"Hmm? I am indeed an elder of the Druid Circle, but you are not a druid. Just call me Garas or Old Man."

The three brothers from the Canaan squad suddenly felt a sense of relief and quickly stood up straight, panting, to look at each other.

No one dared to make a move. Even the three of them, no matter how foolish, understood what a legend was and how heavy the weight of those two words was.

No one spoke; the only sound in the room was Galas puffing on his cigarette, now adopting a lazy posture once more.

After a long while, the old man seemed to have just noticed the three of them, and pointed to the stool: "What are you all standing there for? Sit down, sit down."

Not daring not to sit, Münster and Kegan were extremely cautious, as if there were explosive traps on the stools. They only dared to stick half of their buttocks to the edge, which was incredibly awkward.

Zhang Yuan, however, didn't have so many reservations and sat down facing Gallas with ease, though his expression remained respectful:
“Sir, I wonder what you need help with here? Our team is free anyway, so we'd like to repay your guidance and help.”

Seeing that the other party had a connection with his master and was also easygoing, Zhang Yuan shamelessly seized the opportunity.

"What help can you possibly offer?" The old man tapped his pipe on the edge of the table and said noncommittally, "I also noticed the unusual activity in the Distant Forest and rushed over from Dagger Beach to take a look. I just happened to run into you."

"The distant forest?" the mage asked, somewhat curious.

"Don't overthink it, that's not something you can get involved in." Galas advised him somewhat seriously, but still explained a bit: "The long-standing rumor is that the Cloud Tower above the Farview Forest has once again appeared in people's sight. However, this time it seems that those Cloud Giants do not intend to hide it as before. Some things may have already happened in that forest."

Cloud Giants? They are said to be one of the largest giant species. Apart from the legendary Titans, even the Storm Giants, the power benchmark of Faerûn, are only slightly larger.

Not to mention these Titan bloodlines at the high sequence of the giant race, none of them are just brute force with great intelligence. Their wisdom, which is no less than that of ordinary people, and their innate spellcasting ability give these giants the combat power to make dragons detour.

Zhang Yuan wondered if his little one could compare to these big guys in terms of physique and combat power after being upgraded to three stars, and he was filled with longing.

However, it was merely a fleeting thought. The mage, who was well aware of his current strength, understood the meaning of the idiom "Lord Ye loves dragons but is terrified of them," and he had no inclination to disobey advice or recklessly court death.

"Kid, can I have that Leaf of Concealment? I won't take it for free; we'll trade it for its value." Garas said suddenly, puffing on his pipe.

Now Zhang Yuan was genuinely curious. He had initially thought the other party was just making fun of him, but it seemed they really had something in mind.

"Old man, this leaf is nothing more than a high-grade magical item. Do you, a legendary figure, really need something like this?"

Zhang Yuan took out the Leaf of Concealment again, holding it in his hand and examining it repeatedly with a handkerchief, still unable to discern anything special. "What do you know? This item itself isn't particularly powerful, far inferior to epic items, let alone a near-divine artifact." The old man glanced sideways at the young man opposite him, then his gaze returned to the leaf:

"But no matter what, this was done by Lord Covered Leaf. The natural divine power it contains cannot be faked. You should understand what this means for someone of my level, right?"

The clearer the other party's explanation, the more uneasy Zhang Yuan felt. Although he knew the other party wouldn't stoop so low as to snatch something from a junior like himself, he still felt that the leaf was extremely hot to handle.

With a determined effort, Zhang Yuan decided to recount to Garas the entire story of how he had successfully acquired the Mara Totem, feigning utter helplessness and despair.
"I was worried about possible retaliation from the Blackblood Beast King, which is why I sought out His Majesty Bevin's temple to make this deal."

"Oh? Let me see."

Galas showed a hint of interest, then grabbed Zhang Yuan's shoulders and started fiddling with his head.

"You're just scaring yourself. You don't have any mark of revenge or hunting left by that being. I don't think He has the time to keep the blood feud of a tiny tribe in mind all day long."

After examining the pulse, the traditional Chinese medicine doctor, Galas, diagnosed the patient with a heart condition and paranoia.

"Really?"

"Get lost, believe it or not."

Sigh~ Zhang Yuan was also a little embarrassed. Several big shots had told him the same thing, so it seemed that he had indeed been overthinking it.

Since that was the case, the mage gritted his teeth, picked up Beven's Leaf of Concealment, and placed it in front of Garas.

"Oh? You're willing to do that, kid?"

That being said, the old man's hands were incredibly fast; in a flash, he snatched the leaf in his hand, leaving only a fleeting afterimage in Zhang Yuan's sight.

Fortunately, this old bastard still had some shame, and wouldn't shamelessly try to get something for nothing.
"As I said, I won't take your things for nothing. I accumulated a few magical items during my adventures in the early years, and I've also made some trinkets myself. Pick two."

As he spoke, Galas reached into the tattered clothes and rummaged around, as if trying to find something.

Seeing that the other person was acting like Ji Gong making mud balls, Zhang Yuan quickly stopped him, afraid that he might actually pull out some kind of "leg-stretching and eye-glaring pill" and force it on him.

"Grandpa, take your time. I'll give you this leaf. It's no big deal," Master Zhang said, feigning generosity.

He glanced sideways at the brat who had been so ruthless before, but now seemed so full of bravado, and pulled out a few items from his pocket:

A large dog statue resembling topaz, a wooden bracelet, a long sword, and a token.

"Don't be so polite with me, you should pick out a couple of items."

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