Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Inside the castle, the old clock ticked away, and after an unknown amount of time, two figures returned to the hall.

It was Mrs. Darren and the second-ring wizard Benson who had left earlier.

Benson, who was only at the early stage of the second ring when he left, has now begun to emit mental energy fluctuations of the mid-stage of the second ring, but they are somewhat unstable, and it looks like he has forcibly increased his level through some means.

But Benson still seemed quite pleased, his stern face unable to hide his excitement.

What surprised Dargo was that Benson, who had previously been quite aloof, seemed to have undergone a significant change in his attitude towards Mrs. Darren after his trip inside.

Subtly, they showed a kind of heartfelt respect for him, a respect that even bordered on flattery.

His appearance also underwent some subtle changes—his originally sparse hair became thick and coarse, his slender figure seemed to have become stronger, and he exuded a slight heat, which was a sign of surging blood and enhanced physique.

Dargo is a master of elemental resonance and is extremely sensitive to these physical changes in his opponent.

Will bloodline modification affect physical constitution?

Dago frowned slightly, a deep sense of doubt rising in his heart, but his face remained expressionless.

The return of the two caused the wizards waiting on the field to sit up straight.

"As agreed, Mr. Benson, you will need to stay at the estate for two months."

"clear."

Having just completed the ceremony and feeling elevated in some ways, Benson nodded respectfully to Lady Darren, and then, led by several castle servants, left the hall and went to another part of the castle.

"So, who's next?"

After seeing Benson off, Mrs. Darren, with her usual smile, looked at the few people remaining in the hall.

A female wizard with slightly dark skin stood up and followed Mrs. Darren away.

Over the next period of time, Mrs. Darren would return approximately every one or two hours.

Some of the wizards who left with her returned with her, while others did not.

Mrs. Darren explained that those people left immediately after undergoing the "bloodline modification".

There's nothing suspicious about that, since the wizards present aren't friends with each other and there's absolutely no need for them to come back and look at them again.

at last.

It was Dago's turn.

In the softly lit corridor, Dagger followed behind Mrs. Darren as she walked gracefully, his mind still preoccupied with Benson's situation.

He always felt that there were some secrets hidden in Icethorn Manor, and that these secrets might be the reason why monsters appeared near Icethorn Manor, people often went missing, and even formal wizards disappeared.

But as for whether there might be any danger, Dago felt it was unlikely.

Given that so many wizards come every year for "bloodline modification," if Icethorn Manor were a "devil's den" that occasionally "eats people without spitting out bones," it would have been exposed long ago and leveled by a united front.

Wizards who can afford "bloodline modification" are mostly from good backgrounds, and those who dare to take the initiative to come to us are not pushovers.

Dago is more inclined to believe that the secret hidden within Icethorn Manor is something that those in the know tacitly agree on and abide by.

This kind of thing usually also means benefits that you don't want others to know about.

"Lord Dagger appears to be of noble birth; is he from some powerful wizarding family?"

Mrs. Darren, who was leading the way, suddenly struck up a conversation with Dagger.

Dago shook his head calmly. "No, and I spend most of my time traveling alone."

Mrs. Darren stopped, turned around, smiled at him, and without saying anything, gently pushed open a door to the side and said to him, "We're here."

Inside the door was a small, softly lit room with little furniture, except for a set of rather exquisite gold table and chairs.

The two sat down at the table, and Mrs. Darren pushed several runestones toward Dago. She wore several beautiful gemstone rings on her hands, which made her fingers look even more delicate and smooth.

Dago picked up the runestones on the table and scanned them one by one. The contents recorded inside were similar to what he had seen in the carriage on the way here, only more detailed.

"Let's go with the second-ringed giant ice serpent."

After thinking it over, Dago made a decision.

The Great Ice Serpent is a first-ring magical beast that is very difficult to break through to the second ring, but once it advances to the second ring, it means that its bloodline has evolved, and it has more powerful abilities and potential than magical beasts of the same level.

After "bloodline modification", the affinity effect of ice-type energy will be stronger.

Meanwhile, the Ice Serpent's innate bloodline ability is the instant-cast second-level [Ice Scale Armor], a defensive second-tier spell.

Dago has no shortage of offensive means, but his defensive means are not particularly abundant, so the Ice Serpent bloodline ability is the best choice for him.

Lady Darren's eyes flickered, and she said softly, "I only have one copy of the Great Ice Serpent bloodline, which I just used on a wizard before you. Lord Dago, you may consider another option."

What a coincidence!

Dago remained expressionless, but a strange emotion was slowly welling up inside him.

Mrs. Darren's emerald-green eyes met Dargo's gaze as she spoke softly, "Actually, I have a few better options here. Would you like to hear them before making a decision?"

Dargo narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint glint in them. He wasn't surprised at all by Mrs. Darren's sudden new suggestion; instead, he felt a sense of relief—"It's finally here."

He remained calm, nodded, and said to Mrs. Darren in front of him, "Why don't you tell me?"

"Before that, we need to sign a contract to ensure that the content of the following conversation will not be leaked."

"Can."

Dago nodded, realizing he was about to uncover the true secrets of Icethorn Manor.

Mrs. Darren smiled slightly, then parted her rose-colored lips and began to chant a strange and difficult incantation in a low voice.

A faint fluctuation of spiritual energy emanated from her chanting, and the originally bright light in the room gradually dimmed with the chanting, until only a beam of light remained, enveloping Dargo and Mrs. Darren, while the surroundings were completely dark, creating a mysterious atmosphere in the room.

"Under the witness of the eternally existing scales of the spirit world, Darren Stephanie Esther and Dago Heca are about to sign a contract and vow!"

As the last syllable of the incantation faded, a complex and distorted phantom of scales appeared in the air in front of Mrs. Darren, and her gaze fell on Dago.

Dago calmly raised his hand, releasing a wisp of his soul energy.

His and Mrs. Darren's soul energy flowed into the two ends of the illusory scales in the air, and then the illusory scales quickly turned golden as if burned by flames, before rapidly dissipating.

A simple soul contract was thus established.

"Now you can tell me, right?"

Dargo felt a rice-grain-sized scale mark on the nail of his left little finger, and Mrs. Darren's attitude towards him seemed to have undergone a subtle change.

Just as ordinary people believe in the sun, moon, and stars hanging in the sky, a soul contract between wizards will also make their relationship closer invisibly once they sign a soul contract.