Wizard Immortal

Chapter 19 Background

Several days later, one morning.

Walking through the attic, at the end, you'll find a large hall.

All around stood guards, all clad in armor, with sharp eyes, and they all looked to be elite.

Walking quietly here, Adir's gaze remained unchanged, only looking towards the hall at the end, where someone was waiting for him.

After a period of respite, the castle's owner, Count Poria, finally summoned Adir, asking him to come here in person today to meet him.

"Please come with me, the master is waiting for you inside."

A young man dressed in a black suit, who looked like a servant, smiled and spoke respectfully and politely to Adir, offering to personally lead the way for him.

Adir nodded, his expression unchanged, and followed the young man in front of him.

After traveling a considerable distance, we finally arrived at our destination.

"Please go in by yourself, sir. Lord Poria is inside!" The young man looked at Adir apologetically as they reached an intersection and said to him.

"Thank you." Adir smiled and walked forward.

Inside, a tall, middle-aged man was standing there, quietly waiting for him.

"My lord!" Without much hesitation, Adir knelt before the man.

"Get up," a dignified voice came from the front.

Sensing Adir's arrival, the middle-aged man opposite him turned around and spoke.

Adir then stood up and looked up to see what the other person looked like.

This was a tall and imposing middle-aged man, who looked to be no more than thirty years old. He had strong muscles all over his body and looked very powerful. His broad face was dignified.

He was dressed in a long black robe, and his expression was gentle as he quietly looked at Adir.

This was the first time Adir had come into such close contact with and observed Count Poria. Although in Adir's memory, Count Poria often patrolled various places, he was always accompanied by many guards. This was the first time in his memory that Count Poria had spoken to Adir alone like this.

Upon seeing the count's face, Adir's body suddenly stiffened, because the voice of the chip machine suddenly rang in his mind.

"Name: Poria, Fakus. Strength: 5.7. Agility: 5.4. Constitution: 5.8."

"Ding! The target's life is in extreme danger. We recommend moving away!"

In an instant, Count Poria's physical data was transmitted to his mind by the chip, which startled Adir.

"This data!" He was shocked and somewhat incredulous.

Adir has been reborn in this world for half a year. The Count of Poria in front of him is the strongest person he has ever seen, even stronger than the previous Knight Flar.

If Fular is already at the pinnacle of knighthood, then what level must Count Poria be at?

Across from him, seemingly sensing Adir's tension, Count Poria smiled gently, appearing like a kind elder: "Don't be so tense, relax a bit."

"We share the same surname, and your father is my cousin. If we're really talking about it, you can call me uncle."

Adir was taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening and gave a friendly yet shy smile: "Yes, Uncle Poria."

"That's right."

Seemingly satisfied with Adir's attitude, Count Poria smiled and nodded, saying to Adir, "Time really flies. Even now, I still remember how you looked when your father sent you here three years ago, so cute and shy. I never expected you to become a knight so quickly."

As he spoke, he walked behind him, took out a box, and placed it on the table in front of Adir.

The box was large and appeared to be completely black on the outside, but it was very clean. I didn't know what was inside.

"Open it, inside is a gift from me to celebrate your promotion to knight." He said gently to Adir, like an elder who cares about his junior.

Adir stepped forward and, under Count Poria's watchful gaze, opened the box, revealing its contents.

Inside the box was a black longsword, which looked clean and clear, reflecting a faint glow under the light.

"This is... a weapon forged from black steel?"

Looking at the weapon, Adir gently stroked it. The cold touch startled him, and he said somewhat uncertainly.

Black Steel is a special metal in this world, produced in very small quantities and only found in a few mysterious places.

Weapons made from this black Swiss steel are not only lightweight, but also sturdy and sharp, making them very valuable.

If the longsword in front of Adir is indeed forged from black steel, it would be worth at least five or six thousand gold coins, which is equivalent to the entire annual income of an ordinary baron.

"good."

Faced with Adir's question, Count Poria maintained his smile and nodded affirmatively, "This is indeed a weapon forged from black steel. I obtained it by chance on the battlefield when I was young and have kept it until now."

"Come on, pick it up and try it out, see if it's comfortable to hold," he said encouragingly to Adir.

Without hesitation, Adir reached out with his right hand and picked up the Black Rui longsword from the wooden box.

The black longsword was lighter than Adir had imagined, almost weightless, and could be lifted by a child.

Moreover, holding this sword, Adir vaguely felt that the conduction of life energy within his body seemed to have become easier.

This is also one of the characteristics of Black Steel, which allows the Knight to more easily conduct life energy and use less force to perform Knight Techniques.

"It suits you very well."

Feeling the sword in his hand, Adir spoke truthfully after a while.

"Since it suits your taste, then accept it."

Count Poria nodded at first, looking at Adir, and after a while, said seemingly casually, "I heard that you've been asking your father about your mother's condition?"

Upon hearing this, Adi was immediately taken aback.

In his memory, before he transmigrated, the original owner of this body was indeed very persistent about this matter. Even after arriving at Count Poria's castle, he did not give up and often wrote letters to the father of this body to inquire.

In response, Adir could only nod in agreement, feigning excitement: "Does Your Excellency know about my mother's situation?"

Seeing Adir's reaction, Count Poria smiled and said, "I've heard some things about what happened between your father and mother back then."

"Your mother is actually a fairy from afar."

"What!" Upon hearing Polya's words, Adir's face showed a genuine expression of shock.

Strictly speaking, this expression wasn't entirely faked.

He was somewhat prepared for such speculation, but he was still somewhat surprised when he heard the final answer.

The so-called elves are a real species in this world, said to live on another continent, and rarely appear here.

Seeing Adir's "shocked" expression, Count Poria pondered for a moment before slowly telling a beautiful story.

The story is roughly about an elf who wanders to a foreign land and falls in love with a young and powerful human lord. The story sounds very touching and could almost be written as a romantic epic.

As Count Polia recounted the story, Adir listened intently through gritted teeth, an excited expression on his face, quietly listening to the entire tale.

"...Unfortunately, any love that disregards the opinions of others is destined to attract opposition from some people. When you were very young, some people who disapproved of your father's union with the elf attacked your mother and killed her."

"You originally had a twin sister, but she also died in that incident. Since then, your father has been overwhelmed with grief and has started to hate it when people mention your mother, which is why he didn't want to tell you these things."

"Now that you're all grown up, there are some things you should know. Since your father can't say for sure, I'll pass on the message to you," Count Poria said at the end.

Opposite him, Adir wore an expression of sorrow and emotion, his eyes slightly red, and he appeared to be very emotional.

Seeing his appearance, Count Poria nodded with some satisfaction, then spoke a few words to Adir in a friendly manner, handed Adir a badge symbolizing a knight's certificate, and then saw him off.

Adir slowly walked out, his face still filled with sorrow, until he reached his room.

Once inside the room, Adir closed the door, and the sadness and emotion that had been on his face vanished without a trace.

"A disgusting, cheesy, and clichéd third-rate love story." Adir said his opinion quietly, his face expressionless.

Adir didn't believe a word of the story that Count Poria had just told him.

In Adir's memory, his father was always a domineering and barbaric man. Although he was very good to Adir, he was usually lecherous and cruel. It was common for him to abduct common girls. When he was angry, he would beat the girls he had kidnapped to death.

What kind of romantic love story could happen between such a person and an elf? Most likely, he'd just take a fancy to her, capture her, and force himself on her.

Count Polia was probably just embarrassed to speak ill of Adir's father, which is why he concealed it like this.

As for why Adir was so certain?

Among the books Adir had read before, there happened to be an epic poem that celebrated love, and if the names in the story were changed, it would be exactly the same as the story told by Count Polia.

According to Adir's speculation, the real truth back then was that his father forcibly took his mother to the territory. Originally, it was just to satisfy his desires, but it resulted in Adir's mother becoming pregnant, which led to the birth of Adir and his possibly existing sister.

After some years, perhaps having let her guard down, Adir's mother took the opportunity to escape from the place. Before leaving, she also took Adir's sister with her. In the end, it is unknown whether she was killed or successfully escaped.

Adir speculated that the probability of her escaping successfully was relatively high; otherwise, Adir's sister would have been more likely to have been left behind.

"But if that's really the case, then the powerful talent of this body and the importance that the body's father placed on it become clear." Thinking of this, Adir muttered to himself.

In this world, it is extremely difficult for elves and humans to have offspring.

According to records, it is difficult for elves and humans to produce offspring, but once offspring are produced, the hybrid of elf and human will combine all the advantages of both parents, and their talents will be very strong, making them natural geniuses.

However, although it is difficult for humans and elves to produce offspring, half-elves do not have this problem. They can reproduce normally with both humans and elves, and their offspring will even inherit the powerful talents of half-elves.

Adir's father in this world was a person with weak knightly talent, whose knightly bloodline was about to disappear, and he himself had no descendants. Under such circumstances, the sudden appearance of an heir like Adir was naturally treated as a treasure and high hopes were placed on him.

On the other hand, for Adir's mother, a half-elf was an extremely rare offspring, so she decisively seized the opportunity to abduct Adir's sister. It's likely that she failed to abduct Adir because, as the heir, he was closely watched and prevented from succeeding.

(End of this chapter)