Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

The newcomer was none other than Dago, the patrol captain.

A tall, slender figure emerged from beneath a grey robe, a basketball-sized ice puck hovering in the palm of his outstretched white hand as he walked...

Ice crystals inside the sphere swirled and intertwined, making a soft, crackling sound, and a chill seeped through the gaps between the fingers.

The icy aura surrounding the ice crystal sphere formed an invisible and violent cold current in the air, blowing up Dago's shoulder-length black hair and the hem of his gray robe.

As he walked across the ice towards the center of the melee, the puck slowly spun in his palm...

The light made his jawline appear even colder and harder, and his profile, illuminated by the icy blue light, was even more intimidating than the sharpest icicles in the forest.

The moment they saw Dago, the entire patrol team breathed a sigh of relief, relieved of the pressure of a life-or-death crisis.

Molok, lying on the ground, desperately tried to sit up, struggling to see Dago's face, his throat choked by the blood gushing from his mouth.

But he couldn't utter a single word.

Dargo pressed down on the ice crystal ball in his hand, "Boom—" The ice ball slammed precisely into the enemy's chest...

There was no earth-shattering explosion, but a terrifyingly low temperature was released the moment of contact.

Moloch's black robes were first covered in frost, and then he looked as if he had been thrown into an abyss of extreme cold...

The skin turned bluish-purple at a visible speed, and the blood in the veins seemed to have frozen.

Just as he was about to raise the bone staff in his hand, it shattered into dust inch by inch in the cold air emanating from the ice ball.

Even more horrifying, the ice puck didn't dissipate; instead, it spread wildly along Morlock's body, from his chest to his limbs, and then to his head.

In just a few breaths, Morlock was completely frozen inside the giant block of ice...

He remained in a stance with his cane raised as if about to strike, his face frozen in disbelief and terror.

Sharp ice ridges continuously spread from the surface of the ice block, freezing the surrounding rubble and broken branches inside, forming a bizarre ice sculpture.

Dargo snorted coldly, and the ice block suddenly shattered from the inside...

All that remained was a pile of shards of ice gleaming with a cold light, as if the living, breathing Moloch had never existed.

The moment Morlock was killed, the misty vengeful spirit naturally dissipated.

Dago rummaged through the broken ice and finally managed to find a palm-sized, unidentified animal skin bag.

He picked up the shrunken, seemingly empty leather bag and used his mental energy to probe inside.

His heart skipped a beat as he saw an extremely complex rune engraved inside the pocket.

The moment his mental energy touched the rune, he roughly understood what it meant.

This is a spatial rune containing an "other-dimensional space" that can store items far exceeding its apparent size.

In other words, it was a storage pouch. Dago quietly stuffed it into his robe, which freed up a space to check on the situation of everyone present.

Viser looked at Dago with a complex expression that combined shock, fear, respect, disbelief, and other emotions.

It was as if he had only just met the real Dargo.

However, after making eye contact with Dago, Viser immediately lowered his head in a fluster, deeply hiding the shyness and jealousy in his eyes.

Dago looked at Ian, who had collapsed to the ground, and then at Linus, who was pale and swaying, and sneered inwardly.

He had just learned the details of the battle from old Maricco, and he was now quite impressed with Viser.

Old Maric offered a final prayer for Gavin's body, which lay paralyzed on the ground.

Although Gavin is usually a quiet young man, he has lived with everyone for so long.

Soon after, Serena arrived. She looked at Gavin's body, and tears immediately streamed down her face.

This was the first time their forest patrol team had experienced the death of a teammate.

To prevent possible reinforcements from the Darkblood Council's black-robed wizards.

They quickly cleaned up the battlefield. Old Maric carried Gavin's dead body on his back, while Evan carried the terrified Ian on his back.

After finishing his business, Dago used several air bombs to scramble the trail he had left behind and headed towards the treehouse outpost.

Back at the treehouse, the group first dug a pit nearby to bury Gavin's body, and old Marico presided over the simple funeral.

Viser was also at the funeral with his head down. After spending more than half a month together, they had developed some feelings for each other and came to see him off on his final journey.

However, everyone looked at him with a rather cold gaze, and beneath that coldness lay undisguised disgust and contempt.

Because this guy is very arrogant, he always thinks that the wizards of the forest are superior.

I used to think this guy was just annoying, but now I realize he's actually quite ruthless.

If old Marico hadn't arrived in time to drive away the wronged spirits, we probably would have had to dig another hole today.

Although no one openly criticized him, their disdainful gazes were unmistakable.

In the end, Viser left in shame and never appeared at the treehouse outpost again.

In fact, everyone understands this fact: Viser doesn't belong to this forest, and he will leave sooner or later.

However, with the forest patrol team losing this immediate combatant, everyone's situation became even more difficult, and they couldn't help but have some other ideas.

At noon, everyone ate a hearty lunch in silence. The atmosphere was completely different from before, with a heavier feel to it.

After they finished eating, Evan and his wife were the first to approach Dago and tell him about their idea of ​​leaving the team.

"My uncle owns property in the wealthy part of town. Although I really don't want to leave, I have no choice but to go and rely on him this time."

Evan said with a reluctant and helpless expression.

Dago did not blame the couple for anything, and said he was okay with it and wished them a safe journey ahead.

He left a note with an address on it, expressing his heartfelt gratitude to Dagger once again.

Dago didn't take the note, waved his hand without saying anything, and the two silently returned to their temporary lodging.

Ian, who had watched the whole thing from the shadows, came out, still looking like he had just escaped death.

"Captain Dago, I actually came to say goodbye. I'm still young, I can't die here. I hope you can understand."

Ian said, his voice trembling with tears.

As expected, Dago let him leave without trying to stop him.

He told old Marico and Serena that the three were leaving the forest ranger, adding that the days ahead would be even more dangerous, and that leaving was only natural.

As expected, old Marico and Serena chose to follow him. What difference was there between the town and the forest now?

In the afternoon, Evan and his wife, along with Ian, quietly left their temporary residence at the treehouse outpost, carrying large bags and small packages, without saying goodbye or a farewell ceremony.

Today's patrol was completed by only Dago, Old Marico, and Serena.

Fortunately, he didn't face the Darkblood Council's revenge, but Dago felt they were definitely looking for him too.

After all, he had already killed two of them, so it was impossible for him to have no reaction at all.