Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

"Professor Cyrus..."

Hughes was the first to step forward and took out the bronze badge that Modi had given him.

"I've met Wizard Mordi; he asked me to give this to you."

Cyrus was taken aback, took the bronze badge from Hughes, glanced at it, and then put it into his storage bag.

"Do you want me to take everything back with me?... "

Cyrus muttered to himself, and before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. A large blue halo appeared in front of them, and Hughes and Cyrus stepped onto it one after the other. The halo carried the two of them steadily back into the wooden house.

"Buzz—"

After a loud buzzing sound, the wooden house, lifted by the light ring, flew away into the distance once again.

"We will await the Tunotian family's attack at the Loken Plain north of Maranthelle, where they will lie in ambush."

"The two families will then officially go to war, and we will take this opportunity to head to western Maranthel."

After explaining the plans to Hughes, Cyrus turned and went back into the room.

The next few days were peaceful. Cyrus accelerated the pace of teaching Hughes Elvish, and Hughes' Elvish proficiency improved day by day.

However, they didn't all stay in the cabin. After returning from Eldar, Cyrus seemed to have deliberately changed his original route, and they encountered more wizard cities along the way.

When passing through individual wizard cities or towns, if Cyrus made a brief stop there, he would always take out a bronze badge and hand it to Hughes, instructing him to give it to a local wizard.

In Hughes's eyes, these badges were as if they were the embodiment of Cyrus, and this journey that deliberately changed course was more like a ritual for Cyrus to say goodbye to his old friends one by one before stepping into the Blood Domain.

Of course, such frequent stops and numerous detours and detours also greatly increased the risk of the cabin being exposed.

Even during one of his brief stops in a wizarding town, before Hughes could even descend, he spotted a figure in black robes in the distance—it was Riske, whom he had been searching for in northern Maranthel.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, stopped controlling the blue circle with his mental power, and informed Cyrus of the situation, which allowed them to escape in time.

But just as Hughes had feared, the frequent stops not only greatly increased their travel time, but they also did not reach the Loken Plains until the end of the second month.

They even ran into a Kustella who happened to be searching the area, and it took them a lot of effort to escape his pursuit.

This experience left Hughes with lingering fear. The Curstella had actually transplanted the throat of the Howling Banshee, and every sound wave that came out of his mouth was enough to shatter Cyrus's runes.

Kustella's casual strike completely shattered Hughes's black sphere, making him realize the gap between a formal wizard and an apprentice.

If Hughes hadn't pre-anchored several coordinates on the scattered cloud golems and occasionally teleported to them, he might not have been able to dodge the attacks launched against him by Kustella.

Hughes's bizarre "teleportation magic" also attracted the attention of Kustella. Before leaving, Kustella glanced at Hughes with interest, which made Hughes feel a little uneasy.

"An apprentice-level cultivator can teleport so frequently? Heh, he's probably the one who killed Sotadis and the others. Looks like we need to get Sotadis ready."

On the way back, Kustella pondered, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in his eyes.

……

This exposure seemed to have drawn the wizards of the Tunotian family together, and Hughes and Cyrus were intercepted by them several times in the days that followed.

However, the wizards of the Tunotian family held back, after all, they still needed to capture Cyrus alive to translate the book of vampire knowledge, and also to avoid damaging the "small airship".

And so, after several thrilling days, they finally made it to the skies above the Loken Plains.

At this point, the "Starlight and Manuscript" cabin had already suffered some damage. There were some scorch marks and gaps on the wooden planks of the exterior walls, and almost none of the windows were intact.

The scene inside the house was even more chaotic, with furniture overturned on the floor, bookshelves crooked, and books scattered all over the floor.

In front of the wooden house, Cyrus stood in the circle of light, his expression serious, his right hand constantly stroking the specially made storage bag.

He glanced at Hughes behind him, and without hesitation, he used the metal plaque to control the huge light circle, causing the wooden house to fall rapidly.

In an instant, the surrounding scenery began to rise, and Hughes used his cold wind spell to constantly adapt to the airflow that was trying to blow him over.

Soon, with a loud "boom", the wooden house landed steadily on the edge of the Loken Plain.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the two emerged from the pit and stepped into the plains. The cloud puppets surrounding the wooden house slowly gathered behind Cyrus, ready to fight at any moment.

Loken Plains is one of the border areas between northern and western Maransel. Resources are relatively scarce here, so no powerful monster tribes have emerged, and not many wizards are willing to live here.

Cyrus and Hughes soon arrived at an open meadow, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Tunotian family wizards behind them.

Hughes did not distance himself from this formal war between wizards, after all, the enemy had a large number of people, and the battle would inevitably affect a large area of ​​the Loken Plain.

Rather than passively fleeing, he might as well take this opportunity to witness the great battle of wizards. Besides, he had already left several coordinates during his stays in various wizarding settlements.

If he encounters an unfavorable situation, he also has a way to teleport himself to a safe place.

However, just to be on the safe side, Hughes hid around the cabin. He had noticed during the attacks over the past few days that the wizards seemed to be very careful around the cabin, otherwise it would have been destroyed long ago.

Soon, the sky in the distance suddenly darkened, and dark clouds filled the sky, covering the entire area. Suddenly, several claps of thunder roared.

"Boom! B ...

Several streaks of purple lightning flashed, illuminating the clouds intermittently. Then, the wizards of the Tunotian family slowly emerged from the dark clouds and appeared in the sky.

The combined pressure of their spiritual energy even made the weakest creatures on the entire plain tremble.

The crowd stared down at Cyrus and his companions, their eyes filled with longing for the treasures on Cyrus's body.

"Hehe, this time I was the first to spot them. I'll pick the things on Cyrus first."

Kustella chuckled sinisterly, her throat trembling as the shrieking banshee gathered her magic.

"Don't get cocky, Kustella. I have a feeling something's not right here, and—why did Cyrus suddenly land here in his airship?"

"Israel said, puzzled, his eyes flashing."