It felt so good to be close to the witch!

"It's just that I'm pitiful. I've been waiting day after day in this tiny Blackstone Territory, worrying terribly every day."

Fuma rolled her eyes at Roy and said irritably, "Alright, alright, I rushed over as soon as I finished my breakthrough, didn't I? Here, this is the spatial ring containing the Lost Ice Coffin, I'll give it to you too."

Roy happily accepted the ring that was tossed to him.

A spatial ring is a valuable item; he doesn't have a second one besides the high-level spatial ring that Cecil gave him.

After putting away his spatial ring, Roy continued to gaze at the crimson-scaled girl opposite him, waiting for her to say something next.

After a moment of silence, Fuma spoke up: "Lord Roy, would you like to hear some information about your father, Jess Tulumbell, in private?"

"This might involve your secrets..."

Roy shook his head without hesitation: "Ais is someone I trust. Your Highness, please speak freely."

“Since you, as the person involved, have said so…” Fuma gave the young man in front of her a deep look.

She didn't understand how he, a human nobleman, had formed such a deep bond with a witch.

"The last time I 'saw' Jess Tulumbel was in the hall of my father's border duke's mansion."

"In his resignation, Jess Tulumber only uttered four words in a cold voice: Witch Island, my wife, ritual, fifteen years, before turning and leaving, heading east until his figure disappeared into the distance."

“Because of the brilliance of Jess Tulumber, I paid more attention to him.”

“The starlight tells me that Jess Tulumbel has left the continent and ventured into the eastern ocean. I think he most likely went to the overseas islands in the east of the empire to search for the Witch Island.”

"Legend has it that Witch Island is the headquarters of the Witches' Guild and the most beautiful place for all witches."

"Unfortunately, the overseas islands are shrouded in thick gray fog all year round. Without the right method, even if you search for a lifetime, you will not be able to find the location of the Witch Island. In fact, it is precisely because of the gray fog that the temple cannot find the exact location of the Witch Island."

"That's all the information I know about your father."

“Witch Island, my wife, ritual, fifteen years…” As Roy chewed on these four words, he suddenly remembered a sentence mentioned at the end of the letter that Jess Tulumbel had left him.

"But I believe that, as the bloodline of me and Freya, Roy, you will definitely be the best one."

Freya is the name of the deceased mother in the original owner's memories, and also the wife of Jess Tulumber.

In fact, the so-called "death" was told to the original owner by Jess Tulumbell after the original owner became aware of things.

In the original owner's memories, there was practically no recollection of her mother.

Could it be that Freya, the original owner's mother, did not die? And that Jess Tulumbel's sudden departure was to search for his wife?

The ceremony, fifteen years... does it refer to a ceremony held once every fifteen years? And what kind of ceremony is it?

Is Freya also a witch?

So, the original owner of this body is still the offspring of a human and a witch?

Numerous speculations raced through Roy's mind as he took a deep breath.

Regardless, knowing the whereabouts of Jess Tulumbell, the original owner of this body, is a good thing.

Roy was also very interested in the Witches' Guild and Witch Island.

The Moon Witch Cecilia, who is currently sleeping inside the doll in his front pocket, is also from the Witches' Guild.

If given the opportunity, Roy would like to get in touch with this organization and this place.

It wasn't just to find the original owner's father, but also for his own sake.

Of course, not now.

He is still too weak.

No matter where you are or what you are doing, strength is always the prerequisite for equal communication between two parties.

Sorry, you'll have to wait a little longer... but that day will come soon.

Roy thought to himself.

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Chapter 129 Golden Prelude

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After returning the lost ice coffin and informing Roy of information about his father, Jess Tulumbel, Fuma left.

Having just broken through, she still needs a considerable amount of time to complete the complete physical transformation and sublimation.

According to Fuma, advancing from Gold to Legend is not something that can be done overnight.

The path of a knight begins with mastering battle aura at the Bronze level.

By the time they reached Silver, the knights' fighting spirit acquired attributes, resulting in a qualitative leap in destructive power compared to Bronze.

Upon reaching the Gold rank, knights, in order to possess more and stronger battle aura, began to modify their internal organs, making them "battle aura-infused," ultimately transforming their bodies into "battle aura-bound bodies."

A knight who has reached the pinnacle of gold has reached the maximum value of human genes in terms of fighting spirit and physique. At this point, no matter how hard they try, they can hardly make any progress.

The only way to break through is to become a legend.

Legend is the fusion and sublimation of body, mind, and will, involving the ineffable soul. According to Fuma, one needs to ignite the fire of one's soul to ascend to legend.

As for how to light it up, Fuma couldn't explain it either.

This thing is different for everyone.

Roy was somewhat disappointed by this.

Fortunately, he was still quite far from reaching the legendary realm, so he wasn't in a particular hurry and had time to explore slowly.

……

Knowing the whereabouts of Roy's original father, Jess Tulumbell, did not bring any change to Roy's life.

Witch Island, Witch's Club...

Such a place is not a place he can go now.

At the very least, he would have to wait until he possessed legendary combat power before he would even have the minimum qualification to go there.

Right now, it's more important to focus on developing and strengthening Blackrock Territory's power and influence.

That night, Roy unusually refrained from practicing breathing techniques and instead summoned Red to his courtyard.

“Lord Roy.” Standing beside the stone table and chairs, Red bowed slightly and said respectfully.

The pale moonlight shone on his slightly wrinkled face, causing Roy, who was watching this scene, to feel a strange mix of emotions.

Red is already forty-five years old this year, and according to the average lifespan of the knights of the Glorious Empire, he is about to enter old age.

He dedicated his entire youth to the Turenbel family and Blackrock Territory, and even now, he continues to work tirelessly every day for the development of Blackrock Territory.

In fact, with Red's talent, if he hadn't been bogged down in the many complicated matters of the territory and had spent more time practicing breathing techniques, even though he missed the golden age of cultivation, diligence could make up for any shortcomings. It wouldn't be entirely impossible for him to have reached Bronze Three Star or even the peak of Bronze on his own.

With a sigh, Roy looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said gently:

"Uncle Red, the reason I called you here so late is still about the Extraordinary Knights' affairs tomorrow."

“Every knightly order needs a grandmaster to lead it, and I intend to appoint you to this position.”

"However, if all the members of the Knights are promoted to Bronze, your strength may not be enough to completely subdue them, so tonight I plan to assist you in breaking through to the Silver rank."

"Silver?" Reid paused, then gave a faint, bitter smile. "Lord Roy, I'm glad you think highly of me, willing to make me the leader of the Extraordinary Knights, and willing to help me break through to Silver. But, I'm only Bronze Three Star right now, and I still have a long way to go before reaching the peak. Silver... I'm afraid..."

“You don’t need to worry about that.” Roy smiled faintly. “I have my own way of handling it.”

"But there's something I need to tell you beforehand."

"My method will be even more intense than the pain you endured when you broke through to the third level of Bronze last time. If you can endure it, you will definitely reach the Silver level. However, if you cannot endure it, there will be no danger to your life, but you will not be able to use your battle qi for at least a month."

"So, what do you mean?"

After listening to Roy's words, Red took a deep breath.

At that moment, he thought of his helplessness when facing the gray-robed man a few days ago, and of Lord Roy, whose strength was growing stronger and stronger until he could no longer even see his back. So, without hesitation, he nodded vigorously and grinned:

"Since you've put it that way, what reason do I have to back down? It's just a little pain. If other knights knew about this opportunity, they'd be envious."

"it is good."

Roy laughed: "Time is precious. Sit down cross-legged and practice your breathing techniques. I will provide external assistance later. Don't worry about your physical condition. Just endure the pain and make sure you don't faint. If you faint, this breakthrough will have failed."

“I understand!” Red nodded vigorously, sat down cross-legged, and soon, the breathing rhythm belonging to the “Explosive Flame Breathing Method” spread from his mouth and nose.

After Red closed his eyes, Shanika's delicate body appeared in the shadows at the corners of his eyes in her "elementalized" state.

“Proceed according to plan,” Roy whispered to Shanika. Shanika nodded in understanding.

The biggest difference between bronze and silver is that the former can only absorb particles of magic, while the latter can absorb a complete trace of magic.

Magic particles are dispersed, and the resulting battle aura cannot reach the level of nurturing attributes.

Only when the body can absorb a trace of complete magic power can one advance to the Silver rank.

Roy's next method to help Red break through to Silver is quite simple.

That is, to repeatedly flush it with energy beyond its body's tolerance limit, so that it can adapt to higher purity magic particles and eventually withstand a trace of complete magic.

In the past, Roy wouldn't have been able to do something like this.

Unlike the breakthrough from Bronze Two Star to Three Star, Red had already honed his skills at Bronze Two Star for a long time and was just one step away from Three Star. But now, he had to forcefully cross two stages, including a major breakthrough, making the difficulty vastly different.

At the Bronze rank, Roy's control over energy was not precise enough, and such a practice would cause extremely serious damage to the body of the energy user.

But things are different now.

Roy now possesses the strength of a Silver Three-Star, and his energy control has become even more refined through prolonged use of the [Infinite Desire] energy.

The problem of his damaged body was to be solved by Shanika. With her talent, she could forcibly restore him as long as he had a breath left. Repairing Red's bronze-level physique would be a trivial matter for Shanika in his current state.

The only difficulty lies in whether the person bearing the burden can withstand it.

The higher purity energy washing over the body will bring extremely intense pain. If the sufferer faints during this process and stops the breathing technique, the higher purity battle qi remaining in his body will go out of control, and the breakthrough will naturally fail.

Whether he can break through to Silver depends on Reid himself.