Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

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Above the Loken Plains, the wooden house rose into the air again, lifted by the light ring, and flew towards the edge of the Loken Plains, preparing to head to the western part of Maransel.

Inside the cabin, Booth rummaged through the clutter of furniture and found a wooden chair, placing it behind Cyrus so he could sit and rest. He then gave Hughes a look before tidying up the cabin.

Hughes stood beside Cyrus and handed him a top-quality blood-replenishing potion.

"Cough cough—no need, I'm consuming my life force..." Cyrus waved his hand, refusing to take the blood-replenishing potion.

"It's the last month now, so I feel much more at ease on the road ahead. Let's take it slow..."

In the following days, Hughes returned to his normal life, and with Cyrus's careful guidance, Hughes's understanding of elven magical language steadily improved.

Hughes did not mention to Cyrus about the battle a few days ago that Cyrus had suddenly become younger, and Cyrus did not offer any explanation. However, his body was becoming increasingly weak.

"The concept behind this rune's... cough cough... construction is... cough cough cough—"

Cyrus stopped lecturing, put down his quill, and drank the entire bottle of blood-red liquid.

This was not the previous drink, but a potion made by Booth, which seemed to be invented by vampires. When Booth brought it out, Hughes could hardly believe his eyes.

Theoretically speaking, unless they are advanced life forms such as formal wizards, the intelligence of creatures like mist demons is very low, and some lower-level mist demons don't even have logical thinking.

Hughes was already quite surprised that Boots could serve as Cyrus's "butler," but he never expected that Boots could concoct potions, a talent that even most wizard apprentices did not possess.

After Cyrus drank the potion, he began to emit a faint aura of blood, but there was no bloody smell.

In fact, apart from releasing blood energy, vampires almost never emit an unpleasant bloody smell. If you don't look closely, you can't tell the difference between them and humans.

However, during the war against vampires, wise wizards naturally invented methods to identify vampires. These various witchcraft techniques for detecting vampires are still essential to learn in the Golden Ring Crown today.

After the blood stasis subsided, Cyrus's condition improved at a visible speed, but this was only temporary. Cyrus also increased the frequency of drinking potions from one bottle a day to two bottles a day.

This made Hughes somewhat worried. Cyrus was clearly no longer fit for combat, and if anything unexpected happened on the way...

This sense of unease grew stronger in Hughes's heart as Cyrus's health deteriorated.

"..."

"Alright, Hughes, that's enough for today's lesson. I have some errands to run in the town below."

Hughes tidied up his notes and prepared to leave. Cyrus would probably send him to deliver something again, and he himself needed to repair his equipment.

But to Hughes's surprise, Cyrus did not give him a bronze badge, but only told him when they would meet.

In the past few days, they had passed through various wizarding towns, but had not stopped. Perhaps it was a coincidence, but it seemed that Cyrus's old friends all lived in northern Maranthel, and Platis was the last old friend he was going to visit.

They were still standing on the blue halo, and they were still stepping onto the small halo, but this time they landed in a mortal village dozens of miles away from the wizard city.

They needed to change their identities to enter the city, because the city they were going to was Cordia, the second largest wizarding city in western Maranthur.

As for the largest wizarding city, it is Corella, the city where Hughes previously lived.

Corella's greatest advantage is that it has a level two wizard guarding the area, which is the most direct reason why it ranks first.

As for Cordia, although this bustling city does not have a level two wizard array guard, it does have two intermediate rune masters, one of whom is a wizard who has returned from the wizarding plane to enjoy his old age.

Because two intermediate rune masters resided here, they set up a precious large-scale rune array for the city.

From a distance, Hughes could even see a pale blue halo above the city.

Aside from the center of the continent, only wealthy and powerful advanced wizarding academies possess such city-protecting rune arrays, and they maintain the operation of these rune arrays for a long time.

Because he needed to smuggle himself into the Blood Domain, Cyrus couldn't conveniently register his entry information, not only to prevent the Tunotian family from hunting him down, but also to avoid letting the Golden Crown discover his itinerary.

Cyrus is quite well-known in the linguistics world. After announcing his departure from the East, he has been receiving a steady stream of people seeking his help to translate the unknown languages ​​on ancient artifacts.

His disappearance will inevitably cause quite a stir.

In the past, Cyrus would enter the city directly from high altitude. Small and medium-sized cities were not so strict, and they would turn a blind eye to formal wizards.

Large cities are a completely different story. In addition, something major has happened in Kodia, and the rune array has been kept running for the past few days. Therefore, Cyrus had no choice but to disguise himself and enter the city.

Wizard City is bustling, with countless caravans heading there every day. The two only waited a few minutes above the village before a caravan slowly approached.

The caravan was rather rudimentary, consisting of only three wagons with a few runes engraved on them. The highest-ranking member among them was a third-class apprentice, and there were even several high-ranking knight slaves accompanying them.

Cyrus immediately flew down from above, releasing the mental energy fluctuations of a formal wizard...

Everything went smoothly. After a brief conversation with the leader, they specially arranged a runic carriage for Cyrus and Hughes and gave them an identity.

"Crunch, crunch—"

The slightly worn rune-inscribed wooden wheels turned on the ground, and the ornately designed carriage sped along the flat road.

"My lords, Redia is just ahead. If you have any questions about the location, please feel free to ask me. Our Stargrass Merchant Guild comes here once a month."

The driver was naturally chosen by Zok, the leader who had voluntarily given up his position; he was the vice president of this small business guild.

Although he had to drive the horses, he enjoyed it immensely. Their Star Grass Merchant Guild had long since declined, and even the three rune carriages were relics from years past.

Now that he had the opportunity to meet a formal wizard, he naturally wanted to make a good impression. Besides, the formal wizard had promised to help them repair the damaged runes on the carriage later.

Zorc was vigorously wielding his whip, wishing he could cast a teleportation spell on his horse so that he could get into the city as soon as possible, even if it meant running himself to death.