Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dargo glanced at her and suddenly said out of the blue, "You left a mark on Beatrice, so you don't want to end this friendship, do you?"

"I misjudged you. I didn't expect you to really consider Beatrice a friend."

Let me guess again.

Dago's gaze swept lightly across Tracy's face. "You've always disliked Michael, but the real reason is that you want to be friends with her, isn't it?"

"You just don't know what the right way to interact is. Both of you have flaws in your personalities, and you've unwittingly ended up on opposite sides. You're unwilling to let go of your pride, so you can only continue down this wrong path and forcibly maintain this relationship."

"This is probably the dumbest joke I've heard in days."

Tracy squinted at Dargo, her expression icy. "It's really not funny at all, you ignorant, arrogant, and self-important ice worm."

Dago smiled faintly and did not refute further.

The connection between him and Tracy grew stronger with each passing day, and their understanding of each other became deeper and clearer.

Tracy is a contradictory person. On the outside, she looks like a monster with bared teeth and claws, but on the inside, she seems to be more emotional and softer than anyone else.

She seems indifferent to everything, but she actually cares about many things, she just doesn't want to show it.

She reminded Dargo of a fruit.

"Enough. Stop making those nonsensical assumptions and guesses about me."

A slight pain in his wrist interrupted Dago's thoughts. He turned his head and saw Tracy, who had just bitten his hand hard, glaring at him with an unusually fierce look.

Beneath this ferocity lay a sense of shame and anger, as if one had been exposed.

Dago didn't say anything, cutting off the thought that had just crossed his mind.

Soon, the two officially reached the shore.

As his feet gently touched the sandy ground of the east coast, a strange thrill arose in Dago's heart.

He instantly sensed some subtle changes in his soul, and his eyes gleamed slightly.

"Evaque didn't lie to me; if I wanted to resolve the issues in my soul, I really should come back."

Dago let out a soft breath.

Before continuing his journey, he used his mental power to scan the figure of the red-haired boy struggling in the waves behind him.

This guy has only swum less than a kilometer so far, but he already looks like he's almost exhausted.

If this continues, there's a high probability that they'll be swallowed by the waves.

Dago thought for a moment, took out a runestone, engraved something on it, and then casually tossed it away.

Having done all this, he ignored everything behind him and told Tracy to continue on her way.

"Let's go."

"Go for it, Harry! You can do it!"

"You don't want to spend your life in mediocrity, do you?"

"They are all sons of great nobles; once they return, they will have everything with ease."

"But your father is just a gardener! This is your only chance to change your fate!"

"Even if it means death, we must hold on!"

In the icy seawater, the red-haired boy, soaked to the bone, struggled to move his limbs and paddle forward.

He didn't jump off the ship on a whim; he had prepared for this plan for a whole week.

He strapped floats, water, and energy-boosting food to his body. He didn't know how far he was from the shore, nor whether that adult would stop to look at him even once. He didn't even know if what he was doing was truly meaningful.

But this really is his only chance.

He had no choice but to take a gamble.

"Cough cough cough~"

Suddenly, the red-haired boy Harry choked on the seawater and began to cough violently.

Just then, a small wave crashed in, and Harry, caught off guard, was swept into the water by the spray.

When he finally managed to struggle to the surface, something terrible happened: because of the accident, all the supplies he was wearing fell into the water.

Damn it.

At that moment, Harry felt a sense of despair.

However, at that moment, a white streak of light suddenly flew from afar and landed squarely in Harry's hand.

Harry gripped the falling object tightly in his hand, and as he touched the hard, cold object, a message was transmitted into his mind.

"Heka Plateau".

It is a place name.

Harry looked bewildered, having no idea where he was.

But the next second, a burning hope suddenly ignited in his gray eyes, and a continuous stream of power surged from his body.

"That person gave it to me! That person saw me! He saw me!"

"He's willing to give me a chance! Haha."

Harry's heart was filled with sudden ecstasy.

He once saw the golden tentacles shatter the "sun" in the sky, and he once saw the sea surface for dozens of miles frozen by a single finger.

Those were the unparalleled sights he had always dreamed of!

wizard!

He must become a wizard, a wizard as powerful as that great man!

He will survive, and even if he has to travel to every inch of the east coast, he will find the place that the great man pointed him to.

Heka Plateau!

Heka Plateau

On a yellow-green earthen slope, two figures on horseback came to a stop.

One of them slowly pulled down his hood, revealing a fair and handsome young face.

"It's not far from my home."

Dago dismounted, squatted down, casually picked a few stalks of wild wheat at his feet, and crushed the shriveled grains between his fingers.

"It's time to harvest the wild wheat again."

Dago spoke softly, stood up, and gazed at the undulating plains in the distance.

In the land dotted with jungle, you can see patches of cultivated land, with traces of golden yellow remaining on the soil.

Tracy raised her hand slightly and conjured up a few wild wheat stalks that Dago had just picked. She curiously put them in her mouth and chewed them a couple of times, but soon spat them out with a look of disgust.

"What is this? Did you live on this every day before you became a wizard?"

"No."

Dago shook his head. "This is the food that commoners eat. I eat much better than this."

"My father was a very demanding minor lord."

"The people under his rule often went hungry because of paying taxes, and could only fill their stomachs with this kind of wild wheat that had no nutritional value."

"Let's go."

Dago calmly led the horse and said softly, "We'll be home soon."

His words didn't seem to be entirely an explanation to Tracy, but rather a speech to another "self" within his body.