Wizard Immortal

Chapter 573 Deviation

"Where...am I?"

Awakening groggily from a deep sleep, a silver-haired boy slowly awoke inside the carriage. His consciousness was still hazy as he opened his eyes and made indistinct sounds.

"You're awake." A soft female voice came from beside me, somewhat different from the sharp female voice I had heard before, and it carried a hint of weakness.

Adir turned around and saw two children sitting in the corner of the carriage beside him, looking at him curiously.

There were two children, a boy and a girl, wearing somewhat worn but still intact clothes. The little girl was holding a wet rag, seemingly preparing to wipe the bloodstains off Adir's clothes.

Seeing Adir looking at them, the two children seemed a little shy. The girl lowered her head and put down the rag in her hand, somewhat embarrassed.

The boy, however, remained remarkably calm under Adir's gaze. He not only showed no particular reaction but also deliberately raised his head, staring intently at Adir.

His gesture immediately brought a smile to Adir's face, and he said in a weak voice, "Hello."

"Hello," the boy replied, holding his breath.

"Child, can you tell me where this is?" Adir asked immediately, a pale smile on his face, behaving like a real wounded soldier.

"This is my family's carriage. You were injured on the road and were rescued by Aunt Flair and Uncle Waffle."

"I see." Adir nodded, a look of understanding on his face.

In fact, Adir was perfectly aware of why he was in this carriage.

However, since we're going to act, we have to go all the way, which is why Adir is behaving this way.

Splash...

At that moment, outside the carriage, they seemed to hear some movement inside. A series of hurried footsteps came from inside, and then the carriage curtain was pulled open in an instant, and a pretty woman who looked to be about thirty years old walked in.

"Ah, you're awake."

When the woman saw Adir sitting on the ground with his eyes open, a smile immediately appeared on her face. As she smiled, she asked, "I almost thought you were dead when you collapsed outside."

"Thank goodness, you're still alive."

She said with a happy expression, her face beaming with genuine joy. If Adir hadn't known about her previous behavior, he would definitely have been fooled by her act.

He secretly shook his head, but on the surface, Adir still managed to sit up and put on a pale smile: "Thank you, madam. I am a doctor. I encountered a group of bandits on my way to Tallinn. After barely escaping, I collapsed on the ground."

At this point, he seemed somewhat grateful: "Thanks to your rescue, Madam, otherwise, if this had continued, I would have become dinner for wild beasts sooner or later."

"Oh, you're welcome," the woman said with a smile, showing none of her previous sharp and sarcastic demeanor, but rather like a gentle and polite noblewoman: "The gods once said that helping travelers in distress is the duty of every traveler, and it is also my inescapable responsibility."

"Your character is admirable." Adir's face showed admiration, as if he was impressed by Adir's performance. "Please allow me to repay you for your noble act."

"How could this be..." The woman smiled and was about to decline when she froze.

Before them lay several emerald-colored glass gems, their surfaces pulsating with spiritual energy, subtly possessing a quality that surpassed that of other gems.

This is glass stone, a basic material in the high realms, with a wide range of uses.

After absorbing the memories of the previous few pitiful creatures, Adir was somewhat surprised to find that in this world, this kind of glass stone was considered a noble gemstone, and each one was very precious.

"This is true!!"

The woman snatched the glass stone into her hand and examined its texture closely. Her face showed astonishment; she had never expected this to happen.

At that moment, looking at Adir before her, a sudden wave of regret washed over her.

When she rescued Adir, she had preconceived notions that he had been robbed and had little of value left.

But now it seems that she should have thoroughly robbed Adir when she rescued him.

Seemingly sensing the woman's thoughts, Adir's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but say, "Although this is very insignificant compared to your kindness, it is the last possession I have because of some things that happened before."

"However, if you don't mind, you can send me to Tallinn. I have some things left there, and you can take some out as a token of your gratitude."

"What a coincidence!" As soon as Adir finished speaking, a smile immediately appeared on the woman's face. "Our destination is also Tallinn; I was just thinking of visiting my relatives there!"

"You can rest here," she said with a smile to Adir, then turned to the two children, her voice instantly turning stern: "Kefir, Deli, you two stay here and take good care of this gentleman. Don't run around!"

"Aunt Flali, we understand." The two children shrank back slightly, seemingly a little afraid, and instinctively responded.

Hearing the two children's agreement, Flali nodded in satisfaction, then got off the carriage and went outside to do his work.

Sitting in the carriage, watching Fulari's departing figure in the distance, Adir shook his head inwardly, speechless for a moment.

However, after all these twists and turns, he has achieved his goal.

In fact, if it weren't for certain reasons, he wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble.

Along the way, through mental extraction, Adir obtained the memories of many unfortunate people and eventually gained some understanding of the current situation.

On the land, the calamity of the dead is frequently occurring.

More than a decade ago, large numbers of spirits emerged from the graves of various countries and invaded the lands, a phenomenon known as the Plague of the Dead.

These undead invade countries, not only slaughtering civilians and creating panic, but also controlling national leaders, instigating wars, and making the world extremely chaotic.

According to the memories of those unfortunate souls that Adir read, this area was a region ravaged by the undead. The leaders of almost every city were controlled by the undead, with only a few cities remaining intact and still putting up a stubborn resistance.

This is why Adir is so careful, even going so far as to infiltrate a local racing team.

There was a problem with the teleportation.

Sitting inside the carriage, Adir frowned. "Logically, I should have been teleported to the area under the jurisdiction of the elves. Why was I teleported to the area under the jurisdiction of the Hall of the Dead instead?"

Although it's just a transmission deviation, the difference is significant.

The Hall of the Dead and the Emerald Tower belong to opposing factions, and the enmity between the two forces dates back to ancient times, making it impossible to sever ties.

For a pure-blooded moon elf like Adir, once he enters the territory of the Hall of the Dead and is discovered, his fate will most likely be extremely grim.

"Moreover, this layer of insulation seems somewhat unstable."

Feeling the faint sense of rejection emanating from his body, he frowned and said.

When Adir was transported to another world through the Gate of the World, a layer of isolation power naturally covered his body to reduce the repulsion of the world's power.

But right now, before Adir has even done anything, this barrier is already showing signs of instability, as if it could disappear at any moment.

This behavior made Adir think more deeply about the problem at hand.

"Was it an accident with the teleportation portal, or was someone deliberately targeting us?"

Sitting inside the carriage, recalling the events leading up to and following this world war, Adir couldn't help but have this thought flash through his mind.

"There is no problem with the world war itself. If Teacher Simar and Elder Hemuk were deliberately targeting us, they wouldn't need to resort to these methods."

Thinking about the current situation, Adir frowned: "But if it's just a pure accident, it's a bit too coincidental."

The World Gate teleportation process can indeed be subject to some unexpected events, and occasionally coordinate deviations may occur.

However, the possibility of coordinate deviation occurring simultaneously with the instability of the protective power is rather small, or even practically impossible.

"Who most wants something to happen to me? Who has the ability to do so?"

Adir thought for a moment, and several names immediately popped into his mind: "Yara..."

Thinking of the name, he immediately frowned.

There wasn't much impulsiveness between him and Yara. Although Yara had left a very bad impression on Adir during their meeting five years ago, in order not to make enemies unnecessarily, Adir didn't leave any problems on the surface. He not only treated her with courtesy, but also regularly delivered the medicine she needed. Theoretically, there was no reason for him to act impulsively.

However, if some external factors are taken into account, this may not be the case.

Yara's existence within the Emerald Tower is quite unique.

He is the son of the current tower master, and also an elven king with the bloodline of the sun. He is a true king with a bloodline that is even stronger than that of the moon elves. Theoretically, as long as his bloodline matures, he can directly reach the fifth rank.

With such a powerful bloodline, Yara was raised from a young age to be the next successor of the Emerald Tower, and all the members of the Emerald Tower placed high hopes on her, hoping that she could lead the tower to even greater heights.

However, there is no doubt that Yara's performance over the years has disappointed countless people who had high hopes for her.

His bloodline is unstable, which also makes his personality extremely unstable. When calm, he is gentle and polite, but when he goes mad, he can even launch a massacre.

As time went on, those who had placed high hopes on it gradually became disappointed, and even the two elders, Hermuk and Simar, were secretly dissatisfied.

However, Yara is, after all, of royal blood and the child of the Emerald Tower Master. If there are no unexpected variables, even if most people are disappointed in her, her position will remain very stable. No matter how unstable her personality may be, her status as the successor will not change.

However, Adir's appearance undoubtedly changed this situation, bringing some uncertainty to what was originally a stable future.

In terms of bloodline, Adir has the bloodline of the Moon Elf King, which is theoretically one level lower than the Sun bloodline, but his bloodline is stable and pure, unlike Yara's bloodline which is full of instability.

In terms of status, Adir is a student of Simar, and over the years he has gradually won the recognition and appreciation of Elder Hermuk, making him no less impressive than Yara.

As for his personal achievements, Adir is not only a fourth-tier wizard, but also one of the few potion masters among the elves.

Furthermore, unlike Yara, Adir has won the favor of many members of the Emerald Tower over the past five years through his formidable potion-making skills and erudite attitude, earning him a reputation far superior to Yara's.

If Yara takes all this into account and sees Adir as a potential rival, it wouldn't be surprising if she were to take action against Adir during the world war.

After all, the other party's personality is notoriously extreme and unstable. It's normal for them to do anything when they're in an emotionally unstable state.

Thinking of this, Adir slowly sat up and leaned against a wooden board. Although his body was covered in blood, his eyes were very bright.

"Let's wait and see. The deviation in the protective power and the coordinate shift alone are both unpleasant, but not enough to bring down a fourth-tier wizard."

"If there really is someone who doesn't want to see me, there will definitely be more tricks waiting in the wings."

Gazing into the distance, Adir's expression gradually turned cold: "This area is right within the territory of the Undying Temple."

"Waffle, we're rich!"

Outside the carriage, Flali excitedly threw herself down and looked at the man beside her, dressed in a coarse cloth coat, who was preparing to start a fire to cook. She shouted excitedly, holding a jade gemstone in her hand.

(End of this chapter)