Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dago stayed in the Uta tribe for only one day before saying goodbye to Evaqui and leaving.

As Tracy and Dargo navigated through the endless clouds, Dargo pondered his next move.

He doesn't want to return to the Thorn Ring for the time being; with Tracy by his side, the entire south doesn't seem safe.

In addition to the problems that need to be resolved on my own soul

"Why not take this opportunity to leave the south and go home?"

Dago quickly made up his mind, opened the southern map, and flew in one direction.

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Two days later, in a bustling wizard town.

In front of a small house with a black-necked swan pattern carved on the door, a slender girl sat on a brown wooden bench.

She was wrapped in a black wizard's robe that didn't quite fit, almost completely concealing her body, with only her white calves showing above her brand-new deerskin boots.

The girl sat quietly when a young wizard passed by the door. He was attracted by her unique aura. His gaze swept over her exposed, fair skin, and his eyes flashed with curiosity and desire. He stopped and couldn't help but reach out to grab the girl.

"What do you want to do?"

Just as the young wizard's hand was about to touch the edge of the veil on the girl's head, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

The young wizard was startled and instinctively withdrew his hand as if electrocuted. Turning his head to look at the sound, he saw a handsome young wizard standing under the black swan patterned door.

The spiritual energy emanating from him was like a vast ocean tsunami, instantly engulfing the young wizard. The coldness contained in his deep blue eyes almost froze his soul.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't know she was yours... I meant no harm."

The young wizard fell silent, his face pale, and stammered an explanation.

As a first-ringed formal wizard, he felt that his mental strength was less than one-thousandth of that of the person before him. If he had drunk the "potion of regret" that would allow him to travel back a minute to what he had just experienced,

The young wizard swore he would kick his own ass a minute ago, for heaven knows what kind of terrifyingly powerful figure he had messed with!

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to want to argue with him too much.

"roll!"

"Yes, yes."

The young wizard felt like he had been granted a pardon and practically scrambled away, having long forgotten the purpose of his visit.

"Lord Solomon, do you need us?"

Behind the handsome young wizard, a middle-aged, overweight man wearing half-crystal glasses watched the departing wizard and whispered a few words.

The former shook his head slightly, and the middle-aged fat man immediately shut up, then bowed respectfully and politely, saying, "A ship will be heading to the port in three days. We'll have to trouble you then, Lord Solomon..."

The handsome young man didn't say anything, but walked up to the black-robed girl who had almost been harassed and casually said, "Let's go."

The latter "obediently" got up and followed the young man obediently as they left together.

Gregor, a small wizarding town with a population of less than 20,000, is even smaller than the former town of Enark.

It is said that this town was founded by a wandering wizard named "Greg" and has gradually developed into what it is today.

Dago strolled through the town's streets, casually toying with a runestone bearing a special mark—a pattern of a large whale.

Coincidentally, the fleet he found that was preparing to return home was the "Star-Covering Whale" merchant guild, which he had once taken when he traveled from the Thorn Ring to the Ice Fortress.

The main business of the "Zhexingjing" Chamber of Commerce is shipping, and its fleet of ships is spread throughout the south like a flock of geese.

In fact, Dago had a better option: Farin, the genius wizard from the arcane workshop whom he met during the battle. Contacting him should allow him to arrange everything for Dago.

However, Dago doesn't want to reveal his whereabouts now, and he's using Solomon's alias to find "Star-Covering Whale".

Dago's "hometown" is collectively referred to as the "East Coast Region" by the southern wizarding community.

It is a small, fragmented piece of land made up of the southern corner of the continent. Of course, it is large enough for a secular kingdom, and its location is even "floating" higher than the entire Upper Ring Continent.

There are many regions similar to the "East Coast," and they have always maintained stable communication channels with the wizarding community, with regular ships traveling back and forth every year.

The most recent flight was originally scheduled for three months later, but Dago only slightly revealed his identity as a third-circle wizard to the "Star-Covering Whale" Merchant Guild, and the latter immediately agreed to arrange a ship for him to the East Coast, not only waiving Dago's ticket but also giving him a portion of the reward.

Three days later, a caravan from the "Star-Covering Whale" Merchant Guild will pass through Greg. Dago will follow the caravan to the port and then take a ship to his hometown on the "East Coast".

If all goes well, he will be able to return to his "homeland" in about two months.

Thinking back on the upcoming itinerary, Dago slowly put away the token given to him by the "Star-Covering Whale" Merchant Guild. Unknowingly, he had already arrived at the hotel that the Merchant Guild had specially arranged for him.

"Next time you encounter a similar situation..."

Sunlight slanted across the wooden signboard, casting a shadow on the street in front of the inn. Dago stopped in front of the shadow and said to Tracy behind him, "Remember to let me know in time."

Tracy remained silent within the wide black robe, slightly raising her head to reveal half of her pale, exquisitely beautiful face.

"Is it really necessary?"

Her voice was cold and clear as she walked past Dago into the hotel in front of her. In a calm yet resentful tone, she said in a low voice, "Anyway, I will get back at you a thousand times over for everything I'm suffering now."

Dago frowned, watching Tracy's figure slowly disappear from sight, feeling an immense headache.

After leaving Evacuena, Dago wondered if he could reach a "reconciliation" with Tracy.

But it seems that because she has suffered a lot under his command during this period, she now "hates him to the bone." The more "obedient" she is to Dago, the more Dago can feel the surging "hatred" in her heart.

There's even a tendency to blame him for all of this, when he's clearly the biggest "victim," isn't he?

Dargo grew increasingly agitated. Tracy was someone he couldn't easily discard, yet keeping her around felt like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment. He truly didn't know how to resolve the situation.

"We can only take it one step at a time."

Dago exhaled a breath of stale air and walked into the inn.

Entering his own small room, Tracy's room was next door, and he could hear her even breathing.