The Wizard's Secret Journey

Chapter 183 Opportunity
As soon as he woke up, the white-feathered elf flew affectionately to Lynn's shoulder and sat down, stroking his cheek.

Lynn shook his head, then reached out and cupped it in his palm to examine it closely.

Compared to a week ago, the White Feather Elf's appearance has changed significantly. Not only have the two pairs of white wings on its back increased to three pairs, but it also has a magnificent crown of gold and blue on its head, and the mysterious golden patterns on its white robe are clearer.

At this moment, the white-feathered elf made a new move. She carefully removed the laurel wreath from her head, held it in her palm, and handed it to Lynn.

The white-feathered elf's expression showed no malice, and this action seemed more like a declaration of allegiance or the signing of some kind of contract.

However, out of caution, Lynn did not accept the offer, but instead released his spiritual power to try to communicate with the elf.

A moment later, a fragile mental connection was established.

Lynn's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but smile.

'It seems those seven days of slumber weren't wasted.'

In fact, when the White Feather Elf first appeared, Lynn had already tried to establish a connection with it using his mental power.

But at that time, the White Feather Elf did not respond.

Mental communication is a skill that any wizard will naturally master when they reach the first rank.

In theory, this method of communication can be applied to any being with a soul, but in reality, there are still some exceptions.

Lynn had assumed that the White Feather Elf was a rare exception, or that she did not possess a soul.

But now it seems that she was forcibly awakened at the time, and was so weak that she had no energy to respond and naturally could not establish a mental connection.

As soon as the mental connection was established, Lynn immediately understood the elves' chattering, childlike voices, which roughly translated to:

"Great...Great King! This is for you!"

This, of course, refers to the laurel wreath, but this title… Lynn couldn’t help but smile, and then asked, “What use is a laurel wreath to me?”

The white-feathered elf was surprised to hear Lynn's voice, and her eyes widened as she moved even closer.

"Laureate, make contact..." the elf replied, turning his little head left and right, trying to figure out where Lynn had made the sound.

After a long and careful conversation, Lin En finally managed to glean enough information from the white-feathered elf's halting words.

Just as he had thought, the white-feathered elf offering him the laurel wreath was indeed a kind of ritual, the specific effect of which was to establish a connection between them.

As for the specific effects of this connection—the white-feathered elf, whose mental age was equivalent to that of an ordinary 6 or 7-year-old child, couldn't explain it clearly even after a long explanation.

Lynn could only roughly deduce that it had effects such as spiritual communication and sharing some power.

However, the good news is that the White Feather Elf does indeed possess the universal ability to discern the good and evil in people's hearts, rather than just being able to perceive their emotions.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, the elf seemed to have taken Lynn as its master and was very attached to him.

Not only did they speak freely and without reservation, but they also listened attentively and kept chattering and calling him "Great King."

"The laurel wreath, Great...Great King!" The white-feathered elf once again pushed the laurel wreath toward Lynn.

Lynn pondered for a long time, but ultimately did not rashly accept this ceremony whose details were unknown.

In fact, even though the white-feathered elves had always acted very harmlessly and submissively, Lynn remained wary of this suddenly appearing creature.

Perhaps it was precisely because the White Feather Elf could sense this wariness that she tried so hard to offer her laurel wreath.

'No rush... If the White Feather Elf is indeed a harmless and beneficial being, and if she has truly already recognized me as her master, then there's no need to rush to accept this ritual now.'

'Anyway, she's now firmly under my control, so there's no need to worry about her escaping or encountering any other problems.' I also have time to study this unknown ritual.'

Thinking of this, Lynn suddenly sighed, summoned the Insightful Light Screen, and looked at the Talent section.

The icon for the Green Shadow Mark talent still shows a grayed-out appearance that has not fully recovered.

'If only the Green Shadow Mark worked.'

The White Feather Elf's talent for perceiving people's hearts is truly remarkable. If a Green Shadow Mark could be planted in it, then Lynn would be able to share this talent.

This is far more reliable than the unknown ritual of the White Feather Elf.

Unfortunately, Green Shadow Mark has yet to produce any new mark slots.

Back in his apprenticeship days, Lynn used this powerful talent to plant the seeds of good fortune.

The latter's powerful talent provided Lynn with countless benefits.

However, Lynn's cultivation speed was too fast, and he had already entered the first level.

Although Good Luck has an extraordinary bloodline, it is still just a magical beast, and its growth rate is slow.

It is still only a mid-tier 0-level monster.

Its stealth ability is indeed powerful, but with such a large level difference, it can't provide enough help to Lynn and can only be used as a surprise tactic.

If you encounter a prepared first-tier wizard, it will be of no use at all.

'After a period of seclusion, I will be able to advance to the first-tier intermediate wizard level. I hope that the Green Shadow Mark will be able to add a new clone slot at that time.'

'After all, I acquired the Green Shadow talent when I was a second-tier apprentice, and I also found good fortune to act as my clone... By the time I reach the intermediate first-tier level, it's time to have a new clone slot.'

Thinking this, Lynn shook his head and hurried off to cultivate.

"Great...Great Great King!" But the white-feathered elf beside him saw that he was unwilling to accept the crown, and his face immediately showed a look of panic and anxiety.

Not only did it fly around in front of Lynn, but it also made a very aggrieved cooing sound.

Lynn, annoyed, tried to soothe him, saying, "I'll accept the crown later. For now, I'll leave it with you... um, coo coo."

The white-feathered elf seemed confused, so Lynn changed the subject again: "Gugu... it's a name I just carefully chose for you, do you like it?"

The white-feathered elf's attention was indeed diverted, and she nodded excitedly: "I like it, Great King! I'm Gugu!"

As she spoke, she made a unique cooing sound, but this time the emotion it conveyed was clearly happiness.

Seeing her like this, Lynn felt a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, and said again:
"Gugu is just your nickname. Your real name is... um, Qianya!"

In Wizarding Common, Sia means blue-green, air, or sky.

It would be fitting to name this little elf with pure white wings, blue hair, and blue eyes.

The white-feathered elf was even happier to receive such a great name, and kept making cooing sounds.

Two more weeks passed just like that.

On an ordinary evening, after dealing with Sia who came to present him with a laurel wreath, Lynn suddenly had a premonition and grasped the opportunity for promotion!

(End of this chapter)