Wizard: You can become stronger by living life to the fullest.

Chapter 65, Section 013: Explanation

Large chunks of azure ice flowers pelted the surrounding soldiers; the extraordinary snowflakes, infused with the power of ice elements, were simply beyond the resistance of ordinary human bodies.

The moment the ice flower hit the body, the muscles in the contact area were completely necrotic and frozen. Furthermore, this elemental power was rapidly spreading outwards and sweeping across the entire body, causing the whole body to necrotize and freeze.

In the blink of an eye, soldiers were frozen into ice sculptures before they could even scream.

Humans are far too weak in the face of the power of magic.

Soon, the wind stopped and the snow ceased. The raging storm vanished in an instant, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened. There was no gale, no violent snowstorm.

Only the dozen or so ice sculptures that remain in the original location say it all.

The streets were deathly silent. The crowd was completely still, everyone frozen in place as if petrified, staring at Luo Xi with eyes of utmost reverence.

This stiffness seemed to last for a long time, yet it also felt like only a moment had passed.

With a "thud!", the high and mighty Viscount Fred fell backward to the ground, and brownish liquid seeped out of his trouser leg.

His previous arrogance and dominance vanished completely in this moment. His face was as pale as paper, distorted to the point of being deformed, and filled with nothing but fear.

His mouth was wide open and his lips were trembling as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a sound.

His body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter!" Just then, a series of hurried hoofbeats and footsteps rang out from afar, breaking the deathly silence of the street.

But then they saw a group of people approaching quickly from afar, dressed in fine clothes and riding spirited horses, looking very imposing.

The emblem of two interlocking swords standing tall signifies their identity—

The Brock family, rulers of Northwind City.

"My lord, the lord has arrived!"

"My Lord Earl!"

The crowd seemed to come alive at that moment, as if they had finally found their leader and gathered around.

"Get out of the way! Everyone get out of the way!"

Count Brock dispersed the crowd and rode straight to the Rosie family's courtyard without stopping, stopping his warhorse far away on the street outside the courtyard.

He glanced at the surrounding ice sculptures and the distraught Fred, who was urinating and defecating, and ordered, "Take him down."

He then dismounted, took off his helmet and handed it to the attendant beside him, quickly straightened his clothes, and then strode towards Rossi.

As he approached, he gave a warm smile: "Rosie, when did you get back? Why didn't you tell me?"

Rosie glanced at the supreme ruler of Northwind City. Ever since he had identified Rosie's wizarding physique three years ago, such a smile seemed to have never left his face.

He then walked into the house without saying a word.

The count's expression changed slightly.

He hurried after him, but stopped abruptly at the door.

After hesitating for a long time, he did not dare to go in rashly, but carefully closed the open door.

Turning around, the count looked at the chaotic crowd before him, frowned, and ordered, "Block the streets and bring everyone here under control."

"No one is allowed to speak of what happened here today without my order."

On the other side, inside the house.

Rosie's parents had already sat back down at the table, where the food was still steaming. It was as if nothing had happened, as if everything before had been an illusion.

Old man Joey chuckled and said, "Sit down and eat, or the food will get cold."

Luo Xi sat down silently in the chair without making a move, and his parents had the same expression. Everyone seemed to be frozen in place.

Joey said, "If you're not going to eat, I'll eat first. I'm a bit hungry after traveling all this way."

Luo Xi nodded: "Let's eat first."

Hunter realized what was happening and quickly said, "You, you don't need to be so polite."

The room fell silent again, with only the smacking sounds of Joey and El eating serving as a testament to the passage of time.

Luo Xi's parents stared at her silently, their expressions complex, a mixture of surprise, shock, and a growing sense of fear.

Although they weren't outside before, they already knew what was happening outside.

Finally, it was Rosie who broke the silence.

Luo Xi said, "This is what happened. The person who took me away three years ago was not a scholar, but a wizard. Yes, the kind of wizard you understand, the kind of wizard in legends."

"And now, I am one of them."

Luo Xi quickly and meticulously described the whole story to her parents.

That's roughly how it is.

Hunter and Sally exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion and helplessness in each other's eyes.

A child who disappeared for three years suddenly returns and becomes a wizard like a god in legends, able to summon wind and rain. No one knows how to accept this.

Hunter asked cautiously, "So, you're a wizard now?"

Rosie nodded and added, "He's still just an apprentice."

He paused, then took Hunter and Sally's hands and said sincerely, "But no matter how my identity changes, I will always remember my name, Rosie Herat, which was given to me by a shoemaker."

"He is the best shoemaker in Northwind City. The riding boots he polished were worn by the Earl, and the noble lords praised them as very comfortable and well-fitting."

Hearing this glorious history that Hunter had boasted about countless times to Rosie when he was a child, a smile involuntarily crept onto Hunter's lips. Being favored by nobles had always been his greatest source of pride and joy.

Like an iceberg thawing, the stiffness brought about by the change in identity melted away at this moment, and they returned to being family.

Sally raised her hand and cupped Rosie's face tightly, stroking it repeatedly. Her rough fingers traced Rosie's cheeks, nose, eyes, and mouth, tracing every contour.

Sally said, "Yes, it's our child, Hunter, it's our child, Rosie."

Hunter laughed happily, "Yes!"

"It's my son, Rosie!"

"Haha, my son Rosie is a wizard! A wizard who can command the wind and rain! He is more powerful than a knight, and more remarkable than a noble lord!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The parents' joy was contagious, and the little guy clumsily clapped his hands and burst into laughter.

The laughter and joy of the past have returned to this small family.

At this moment, there were no shoemakers, no wizards, no mortals, and no superhumans.

All they had were fathers, mothers, sons, and brothers.

There is only

A small but warm family

(End of this chapter)