Wizard Immortal

Chapter 172 Bloodline Disease

"I left no trace or aura. Even if a formal wizard were present, they shouldn't be able to track my presence."

Walking on flat ground, thinking about the scene just now, Adir opened the bags beside him.

Opening the bag, you'll find some polished high-grade magic stones and some materials.

These materials are of decent value; after all, the fact that a third-class apprentice carries them around suggests they are not worth much.

To Adir's surprise, he also found a detailed map of the surrounding area in the two small bags. The map showed the terrain and nearby resource points in great detail and was very concise and clear.

"That saved me a lot of effort."

Adir carefully put away the map in front of him and couldn't help but smile.

In this world, a detailed map is extremely valuable, especially since this map was created by a third-class apprentice and contains detailed markings of the surrounding resource points.

This is extremely precious; sometimes, even spending magic stones to buy such a detailed map is difficult.

"According to previous estimates, it will take a few more days to reach Anfeng City... During this buffer period, I can finally organize the information on the Crimson Sword."

Looking around, Adir gently put away what he was holding and quickly walked to the side.

Several days passed quickly.

Early in the morning, rain was slowly falling outside.

On a rainy day, Adir stood quietly in his hotel room, watching the rain outside.

The heavy rain outside continued to fall, accompanied by a gentle breeze that brought a chill.

At this moment, a faint aura of magic emanated from afar, causing Adir to turn his head.

"It's starting again..."

Sensing the fleeting magical fluctuations in the distance, Adir shook his head.

There were far more wizards in this city than he had imagined.

The Northern Plains are unlike any other place. This is the center of the wizarding world in this region, connecting the road to the Maison region. It is far more prosperous than other places, even the Southern Continent, where the Uraldor Academy was originally located. Although it is much larger, it is still relatively remote compared to the north.

In Anfeng City, this situation became even more common. Not only were there many wizards around, but even ordinary people knew of their existence.

This city prides itself on wizards; powerful wizards rule the city, and many wizards have settled here.

Of course, to avoid certain effects, many wizards live in the inner city, which is quieter and also reduces the impact of radiation on ordinary people.

"Um?"

Standing on the smoke platform, Adir suddenly looked to one side.

He looked toward a corner of the city street, where someone was walking past and heading toward the hotel.

It was a thin old man wearing a raincoat, holding a little boy's hand. He looked like he had just arrived from outside and was about to stay at the hotel where Adir was.

Seeing this, Adir smiled, casually opened the door, and walked to the door, ready to wait for the person to come up.

During this rainy season, for some reason, there has been an unusually large influx of visitors, which has suddenly boosted the hotel business in the area.

Although the hotel was not small, there weren't many rooms left at the moment, all of which were located near Adir's room.

Soon, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the old man, leading the boy, quickly walked up from below and soon came to Adir's side.

"Hello, I am Adir."

As the old man across from him approached, Adir smiled and greeted him first.

Upon hearing Adir's voice, the old man hesitated for a moment, until he sensed a unique aura emanating from Adir, at which point a smile appeared on his face: "Hello, I am Terence."

"Is this your child?"

After exchanging greetings, Adir's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the little boy being led by the other man and asked a question.

"No...this is my grandson."

Looking at Adir, after thinking for a moment, the old man named Terence finally spoke, though his expression was somewhat unpleasant.

"He looks to be in bad shape."

Ignoring the other person's expression, Adir spoke directly.

"You can tell?"

Terence was somewhat surprised by what Adir said.

"I am a pharmacist."

Adir simply smiled at what the other person had said.

He walked behind him, took out some potions from his bag, and placed them on the table: "These are potions I made myself. If you need them, you can choose to trade directly with me."

"pharmacist···"

Upon hearing this address, Terence's expression became even more solemn, and his gaze towards Adir was somewhat moved.

In the wizarding world, becoming an apothecary is never an easy profession; without sufficient talent, one simply cannot become a qualified apothecary. Even in the bustling northern plains, an apothecary holds an extremely high status.

Among the several bottles of potions that Adir had laid out, Terence even saw a few intermediate-level potions.

"I live here. If you have time later, you can bring the child over to visit."

Seeing the other person's behavior, after exchanging greetings, Adir also made way for them to pass.

Terence nodded at Adir's words, then took his grandson's hand and walked forward.

His room was right across from Adir's room; the two were very close and could see each other as soon as they went out.

After Terence entered the room, Adir also went into his own room and gently closed the door.

More than an hour later, the rain was still pouring down outside.

boom! boom! boom!

A soft knocking sound began at the door.

"Please come in."

Looking towards the gate, Adir opened his eyes and spoke to that side.

Soon, with a soft sound, a figure walked in from outside; it was Terence from before.

At this moment, he had changed his raincoat into a black robe. Although he was still somewhat thin, he was still very agile, which was inconsistent with his old appearance.

This is understandable. Although wizards emphasize knowledge and mental strength, their physical strength is actually quite formidable. Once they become full-fledged wizards, they generally surpass even the Grand Knights and can be compared to some of the top Grand Knights. Even in their old age, their movements remain remarkably agile.

"Lord Adir, I apologize for disturbing you."

Upon entering the room and seeing Adir on the headboard, Terence smiled and greeted him.

"Please have a seat."

Upon seeing the other person's arrival, Adir also wore a polite smile and then politely invited the other person to sit down.

"Since Lord Adir is an apothecary, he should be able to see my grandson's condition..."

As soon as he sat down, Terence asked a question, looking rather impatient.

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Adir, as if he were waiting for Adir's reply.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the legendary bloodline disease."

Sitting across from the other person and listening to their question, Adir frowned, seemingly hesitating for a long time before giving them this answer.

Upon hearing this answer, Terence's eyes lit up, and his arm trembled slightly, as if he were quite excited: "And then? What else can Lord Adir see?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know much about bloodline diseases. Without specific contact with them, this is all I can tell."

Shaking his head, Adir spoke.

That's not entirely untrue.

Although I had studied the knowledge of bloodlines for a long time, there are too many bloodlines in the wizarding world that have been passed down since ancient times. Without detailed contact, even with the existence of the chip, it is impossible to know the specific situation of the other party.

"It's nothing, I was just anxious."

Upon hearing Adir's words, Terence's face instead showed an expression of admiration: "In fact, I have also sought out some apothecaries before, and many of them even misdiagnosed the specific symptoms. It is already quite remarkable that you were able to diagnose it as a bloodline disease, Lord Adir."

"I have also heard of the reputation of ancient bloodline wizards."

Adir smiled and said, "In fact, the school I belong to teaches potion-making knowledge that differs from that of many other potion makers; it specializes in bloodline potions."

Upon hearing this, Terence's eyes lit up, and without hesitation, he asked, "Since Lord Adir can recognize the bloodline disease, is there any way to control it?"

"That depends on the specific circumstances."

Sitting in front of Terence, Adir shook his head.

So-called bloodline disease is actually a sequela caused by blood transplantation.

In ancient times, powerful wizards conquered many worlds, plundering countless resources and nurturing their civilization to its zenith.

Within the wizarding civilization, besides orthodox wizards, there are also many other branches, one of which is the bloodline wizard.

In ancient times, powerful sorcerers attempted to transplant the bloodline of ancient creatures into their bodies, thereby gaining the powerful vitality and talents of those creatures.

These wizards were the original bloodline wizards, possessing the bloodline of ancient creatures. Under the same conditions, they were often stronger than other wizards.

However, this powerful force also brings certain consequences, one of which is blood disease.

Every living thing has its own characteristics, especially some powerful ancient creatures, whose characteristics are deeply rooted in their blood and cannot be suppressed at all.

Adir has some experience in this area.

During the Duchy of Kuma, he transplanted the bloodline of the Silver Behemoth into some members of the Fakus family.

After the bloodline is transplanted, the strength will be greatly enhanced, but the person will also be affected by the Silver Behemoth bloodline. Not only will their personality become irritable and warlike, but they will also grow silver hair on their body.

This is actually a type of blood disease, but the symptoms are very mild and there is no damage.

(End of this chapter)