Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

"That's for Dago to decide."

Tracy skillfully passed the question to Dargo, and the green-haired girl Beatrice turned to look at Dargo expectantly.

Dago did not answer, but his silence spoke volumes.

"All right."

Beatrice looked regretful, but then continued talking to Tracy.

"Jasmine, once you get there, please remember to contact me. If you don't have a suitable place to stay, I really hope you can come and stay with us."

Dargo listened to Beatrice's sincere words and didn't know how to judge them.

Burdened with the blood debts of his family and the danger of being hunted down, he desperately invites a girl he has only known for less than two months to travel with him. This girl is indeed quite naive and remarkable.

He subconsciously glanced at the cold, black-striped man beside him and saw that the other man also had a look of helplessness in his eyes, and hesitated several times before speaking. As Beatrice's nanny-like figure, he would probably have a lot of headaches to deal with in the future.

However, none of this had anything to do with Dargo. In a few days, he and Tracy would have to part ways with the two of them, and they probably would never see each other again.

As Dago gazed at the distant horizon, several snow-white seagulls were soaring in the sky. Whether it was the influence of the original "Dago" soul within him or not, he felt a sense of "fear of returning home," and his thoughts slowly drifted to the east coast, which was no longer so far away.

Dago casually removed the mask from his face, letting the gentle sea breeze caress his cheeks.

His injuries have almost healed, so it doesn't matter whether he wears a mask or not.

Wow.

A soft gasp of surprise rang in his ears. Dagger looked in the direction of the sound and saw Beatrice staring intently at him.

While watching, she whispered to Tracy beside her, "Dargo is so handsome. No wonder you have the courage to go on an adventure with him. But you are also very beautiful. You two are the most perfect couple I have ever seen."

Beatrice kept talking, her hands clasped in a fist salute, her eyes almost melting, looking like she was completely overwhelmed by sweetness.

Tracy put on a "shy" expression, but the emotional fluctuations transmitted between them through their soul connection revealed just how speechless she was inside.

Blame

Dago found it amusing.

After thinking for a moment, she simply gave Beatrice, who was obsessed with shipping the two, a kind smile, and then looked at Tracy with an incredibly "affectionate and gentle" gaze.

Tracy lowered her head shyly under his gaze, while Beatrice looked at the two of them with envy and emotion that almost brought her to tears.

Meanwhile, Dago received an even stronger "malice" from Tracy, which instantly intensified tenfold.

He could even picture Tracy rolling her eyes at him.

"ha."

After thoroughly "teaseing" Tracy, Dargo felt a great sense of satisfaction and left the others behind, walking away alone.

A burst of noise came from below; it was the group of young wizard apprentices having a barbecue on the deck, their laughter and chatter particularly loud.

As the ship approached the shore, everyone began to enjoy themselves.

Dago suddenly noticed that one of the boys, a red-haired boy with freckles on his face, seemed rather out of place. He didn't participate in the boys' gathering; instead, he kept staring at him intently.

Dago read the pleading and longing in the boy's eyes and knew exactly what he was thinking.

This is a group of young people who have been rejected by the wizarding world. Some of them choose to accept their fate, return to aristocratic life, and live out the rest of their lives comfortably.

Naturally, some people will be unwilling to accept defeat and will want to fight for it again.

Currently, besides the group of teenagers, there are only two other groups on this magical spaceship: Dargo and Beatrice. They are clearly formal wizards, and the red-haired, freckled boy is obviously placing his last hopes on them.

However, Dago did not respond, but simply turned his gaze away.

He casually picked up a pale bone finger. This bone finger should have had three sections, but the top section looked strange, as if it had been weathered away.

Dago held the bone finger in his hand and slowly played with it.

The mysterious bone finger that Evaque gave him, which was of unknown origin, was quite useful. It could completely block the detection of even a fourth-ring miracle wizard, and the mysterious power that concealed the soul's aura lasted for a long time.

He used it once in Homerland Town, and even now, some of the power of the bone finger still remains in his body—ordinary people simply cannot discern his true strength.

"It can be used twice more."

He rubbed his bony fingers together and subconsciously glanced in Tracy's direction.

Although his relationship with Tracy is currently quite harmonious, no one knows whether she will retaliate against him once their "symbiotic" relationship ends.

With Evaque's mysterious finger bone, he felt much more confident about the arrival of that day.

Just then, I heard a short whistle.

Dago looked up and saw a crew member on the ship's lookout tower putting down his whistle with a furrowed brow.

Following their gaze, they saw several seabirds scattering in the distance, while a small, glowing black dot was rapidly approaching them.

The black dot approached; it was a delicate and compact magic airship.

From afar, Dago saw a figure in a long robe emerge from the airship and head straight for him.

"The third-ring wizard wears a black robe."

Dago accurately assessed the newcomer's strength and identity, and was slightly taken aback.

It is quite rare to find a third-ring wizard in the waters near the east coast.

Before Dago could react, a figure rushed out from his side, breaking through the runic array of the magic ship and heading towards the three-ringed black-robed wizard.

It was the cold, black-striped man beside Beatrice. At the same time, Beatrice and Tracy hurriedly ran to his side, hand in hand.

"They are members of the Voodoo Cult."

Beatrice was pale and looked flustered.

"They actually tracked us all the way here."