Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1183 The Page of Destiny (Seventh Update!)

"Is he a clue?"

At this moment, Green was like a ghost, walking among ordinary people, yet unable to make any changes.

Or... conversely, these scenes are ghostly figures, and Green is just an ordinary person with no power, unable to affect them.

However, at this moment, as the little boy with white skin gradually became clearer, for some reason, Green felt an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

I really hate him!

This is a disgust from the bottom of my heart, without any reason, as if it were just my instinct. This disgust has even risen to the level of hatred.

As for the reason for this absurd disgust and hatred, Green did not know and could not understand it. Could it be the influence of some kind of distorted rules?

The boy, with fair skin, looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was not tall and had delicate skin. He had a pair of eyes that were full of wisdom but also timidity. As a wizard who had lived for countless years, Green could almost instantly discern the boy's inferiority complex.

Seeing the boy's inferiority complex, for some reason, Green's disgust and hatred became even more pronounced, to the point that he was about to explode. This was unimaginable for Green, who always judged things with reason.

What's wrong with me?

He closed his eyes, then opened them, controlling his emotions and no longer letting anything affect him. He calmly observed everything from an outsider's perspective, waiting for the clues to the page of fate that Antonio had left here.

"Um!?"

Suddenly, Green noticed something unusual.

Everything inside the room, including the view outside, was obscured by a thin veil, making it difficult to see clearly. This room was located on the fourth or fifth floor of the building.

Apart from the little boy, everything—including the clothes he wears and the pen in his hand—is an illusion; you can sense it, yet it feels so unreal.

However, there was one thing that was clear: the piece of paper that the little boy had only half-written on.

"Hiss... This is... the Page of Destiny? Antonio actually entrusted the Page of Destiny to an illusion!"

Green reached out with delight to take the page of destiny, but it passed right through him, and he got nothing; it was all just an illusion.

"What do you mean?"

Just then, Green noticed something unusual in the room. He wondered if it was related to his own behavior, because everyone, all the students, were watching him!

No, it's not about looking at yourself.

Green noticed that they were looking at this figment of the little boy's imagination. Some people covered their mouths and laughed, some continued reading their books but turned their heads to look at the little boy, and some pretended to be reading their books attentively.

They were just a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old kids, in the prime of their innocent and carefree years, enjoying the beauty of life, full of inexhaustible energy, and brimming with infinite unknowns, much like Grimm during his wizarding apprenticeship, where every day was happy and fulfilling.

The world is so big that one can spend a lifetime imagining its colorful wonders.

At that moment, Green noticed that a tall man was standing behind him, watching the little boy who was engrossed in writing the page of destiny. Although he couldn't see the boy's face clearly, Green felt an immense sense of awe.

Green had felt that way before, during his time as a wizard's apprentice, when Peranos looked at him.

Looking at himself with earnest eyes and having extremely high expectations for himself, even the smallest mistakes are often magnified in the eyes of his caring mentor, Peranos, who demands even more from him.

This is precisely why Green's attitude shifted from initial fear to dependence, and finally to gratitude, demonstrating the inheritance of his will.

Fortunately, Green was very strict with himself and was not reprimanded by Peranos many times.

Meanwhile, while other students were enthusiastically reciting their books, the little boy was writing the pages of his destiny, completely unaware of his teacher's dark anger behind him.

What will happen?

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Suddenly, the tutor slammed his hand on the boy's desk. Startled, the boy quickly put down his pen, turned around, and saw the tall and imposing tutor. He hurriedly stood up, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say. His lips trembled, and his inferiority complex deepened.

Green noticed that the little boy was trying desperately to put away the page of destiny, but was held down by his mentor with a gloomy face. After the boy couldn't take it away, the mentor finally put it away.

In a low, cold tone, the instructor said something that, although Green couldn't understand his language, he could roughly guess that it meant something like "Come with me."

The little boy was filled with fear and despair, seemingly eagerly anticipating or pleading for something, yet unable to utter a word.

The little boy sat in the back row of the room, head down, silently following his mentor. Green's brows furrowed. Why did Antonio arrange such an illusion in the deepest dimensional gap inside Xiao Ba's belly?

Even Xiao Ba can't sense what's going on here, so Green can't ask him anything.

Slowly, the tall mentor stopped. Green could sense the little boy's fear, but in the end, the mentor stopped next to a girl who was pretending to read a book.

Green couldn't see the girl's exact features, but he could vaguely sense that she must be very beautiful. In stark contrast to his disgust and hatred for the little boy, Green felt a natural affinity for the girl.

The instructor said something in a low voice. The little girl didn't understand, but she also stood up and followed the instructor and the boy out of the lecture hall.

"Hehehe..."

"Hahaha……"

Standing at the door, Grimm watched the children, who were laughing happily after their teachers, boys, and girls had left. They seemed to already know why the wizarding teachers had called them away, and they were discussing among themselves with great enthusiasm. They were hardly studying at all, a far cry from the classroom of the Black Tower Wizarding Academy where Grimm was in the wizarding world.

Frowning, Green didn't linger any longer and headed towards the room where the instructor had just led the boy and girl into.

"Waaaaah..."

As soon as he entered, Green saw his furious mentor yelling and reprimanding him in a low voice. The girl was crying, looking so helpless, while the boy was pale and didn't know what to do. He just stared blankly at his mentor with a pleading look on his face.

Seeing his mentor's disappointed expression, Green couldn't help but think of how he had pleaded with his mentor Peranos to rescue Raffi. It was clearly a wrong decision, an act that violated the Seven Rings Tower, yet Peranos still agreed to Green's rescue and provided the necessary assistance.

It was precisely because of this that during Green's advancement to the Saint Mark Wizard stage, he was completely unrestricted by mental tribulations and directly condensed the Saint Mark Soul.

At this point, the mentor's approach is likely to be the complete opposite of Peranos's approach back then.

The mentor looked at the little boy with heartache, but chose to give the Page of Destiny to the girl. The girl tore the Page of Destiny into pieces and threw them away, then ran out of the room crying, leaving the little boy trapped in endless inferiority, confusion, and despair.

kindness! ?

Under Green's gaze, everything began to dissipate, reverting back to the light of wisdom. Everything was constantly disappearing, retreating into the unknown darkness, yet not a single page of destiny, filled with runes and rules that seemed to represent an endless world, remained!

This page of destiny, seemingly condensed from the light of wisdom, is something Green knows has always been there.

"Antonio, what message are you trying to tell those who come after you? You're deliberately trying to convey it through this kind of time-traveling letter."

Green picked up the Page of Fate and murmured to himself in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)