Wizard Immortality.

Chapter 55 The Two-Year Period | Material 1

After Vic accepted the deal.

He wrote an introductory handbook on the subject of change and gave it to Andrew's daughter as a gift in return.

He won't stay long at the King of Thorns this time.

To receive gifts from others without any reason.

We should reciprocate and maintain a certain distance from the Thorn Flower family.

He is currently weaker than the first-level wizard Andrew.

Once he becomes too deeply involved with the Thorn Flower family, it will be difficult for him to extricate himself if a major disaster strikes in the future.

At that time.

It's not about whether he wants to leave or not.

The question is whether Andrew and Da Nian will let him leave.

It's worth the risk, as it's one of the ingredients for upgrading a potion.

But if something really bad happens.

Preparations need to be made in advance.

Moreover, he also possesses a precious orb that stores level-one sorcery, which he holds as a trump card.

Although the pearl is worth three hundred soul stones.

But Vic only buying one wasn't being stingy; rather, at Black Tower Academy, there were many restrictions on apprentices purchasing such items that could threaten a first-level wizard.

But this makes sense.

If there are no restrictions.

Like wealthy apprentices such as Vic and Kers.

He had accumulated ten or eight level-one sorcery orbs.

For a first-level wizard, they are no longer a threat, but rather someone who can be overwhelmed by money.

The wizarding world is governed by a strict order.

To prevent subordinates from overthrowing their superiors.

Wizarding organizations establish strict rules to restrict lower-level trainees from purchasing high-level lethal mystical items.

Vic was able to buy that level one sorcery orb.

Aside from luck.

The real issue is that one of the five members of the Black Tower Council desperately needs money.

Moreover, he is deeply rooted in the academy.

He had never left home in fifteen years and had no ambition. When he bought a first-class sorcery orb, others felt at ease.

During his time teaching Hill at the Palace of the Thornflower.

Vic secretly contacted Grant to ask him when the next Night Raven Trade Fair would be.

Grant will respond within two years, or at the latest, three years.

After Vic indicated that he would attend the next gathering, the other party readily agreed and said they would notify him in advance.

The situation in the Death Rift Valley region is currently chaotic.

Maintaining such a secretive organization for resource exchange is no easy task.

After that.

Vic's life gradually stabilized.

He secluded himself in the palace and no longer went out.

That black-haired, black-eyed girl, delicate as a porcelain doll, Hill Thornflower, displayed a talent for change.

Even if it's not as rare as Siggs.

But he can also be considered a genius.

Unfortunately, she was born into a wizarding family. If she continues to stay behind and toil for the family's survival and prosperity, she will likely fade into obscurity.

but.

The friendship between Vic and Hill is limited to the business; he won't interfere in anything else.

The path of a wizard lies in self-selection.

What others say goes in one ear and out the other.

Even if he meant well by offering a wake-up call.

It's not certain that the other party will humbly accept it, and you might end up making a fool of yourself and incurring the displeasure of a first-level wizard, which would be more harmful than beneficial.

A two-year period.

For a wizard, the briefest of times is like a fleeting moment.

The once innocent and adorable little girl, Hill Thornflower, has now reached the age of blossoming beauty, with exquisite and flawless features and skin as white as jade.

But her personality also became increasingly eccentric and mischievous.

Even Vic.

She would occasionally play pranks on others, and afterwards she would laugh to herself.

According to the transaction.

Today is the day Vic left.

noon.

sunny.

The sky was clear and bright.

A warm breeze swept through the garden, carrying a delicate fragrance.

Hill wore a pure white evening gown; although the color was simple, the pleats on the skirt were elaborate and gorgeous.

Black, shoulder-length hair, slightly wavy, smooth, falling over the shoulders.

"Teacher, are you really leaving? I still have so many questions."

Sunlight filtered through the treetops, casting dappled shadows on her and Vic.

The two stood side by side.

Vic remained calm, just as he had two years ago. He interrupted, saying, "I've said it before, we're not teacher and student. Don't call me teacher."

Hill turned her head to the side and said defiantly, "I don't care, you're my teacher."

The Wizarding World.

The teacher-student relationship is extremely serious.

Vic never promised to take Hill as his student, so he naturally wouldn't acknowledge the other's title.

From time to time.

A figure suddenly appeared, soaring through the air from a great distance.

The figure landed in front of Vic, took out a gold ring and handed it to him, saying, "Two years, not a day less."

This is what you wanted.

Compared to the last time we met.

After being away for more than a year, Andrew Thornflower looked rather disheveled and tired, as if he were injured.

They were nothing like the spirited people they had when they first met.

When Hill saw Andrew, his expression visibly shifted from sadness to surprise.

She lifted the hem of her skirt.

Like a pure white breeze.

She flew into Andrew's arms.

"Father!"

One year and three months.

For a fifteen-year-old girl, it was far too long.

When Andrew was away, Vic would often see this innocent and lovely girl sitting alone by the window, gazing longingly at the distant sky.

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That was the direction her father had left in.

Vic received the alchemical ring.

Inside is a transparent crystal ball.

Inside the crystal ball, the ever-changing, shimmering light resembled the stars in the night sky.

This quality of first-class material cannot be bought simply by having enough Soul Stones. To obtain it, one must try one's luck at certain trade fairs.

You either need to find a master astrologer to create it.

Vic was already prepared to take the two thousand soul stones and leave.

But I didn't expect it.

Andrew fulfilled the original deal so thoroughly.

The timing was perfect, not a day off.

Judging from his injuries, obtaining this top-grade starlight must have come at a very high price.

There is even a possibility of being ambushed halfway.

From this perspective, he actually benefited from this deal.

But a transaction is a transaction.

Both parties can get what they need.

There is no question of who owes whom anything.

Vic was not unprepared to wait for Andrew's return.

If there are only two thousand soul stones.

He grabbed it and left without hesitation.

If he obtains the required materials, he has already prepared a senior apprentice-level alchemist's manual as a reward.

This deal is now completely closed.

From now on, we owe each other nothing.

Just as Vic took out the alchemist's manual he had prepared, Hill pleaded, "Father, I think the teacher can stay a little longer."

May I?"

"teacher?"

Andrew's expression froze. He had assumed that Vic and his daughter had formed a teacher-student relationship, but seeing Vic's expression, he already knew the truth.

Hill was under his and Portia's protection.

Rebellious personality.

This statement is mostly based on her own opinion.

Now that Vic has obtained the first material for the potion of advancement, he is determined to leave. Ignoring the sorrowful look in Hill's eyes, he hands Andrew the Alchemist's Notebook and says calmly, "Although I will not stay, this notebook is a parting gift for me."

A gift to Hill.

treasure."

last life.

Vic's life spanned thousands of years.

I have witnessed and experienced countless separations and deaths.

He remained unmoved when parting from a little girl he had spent two years with, despite her deep reluctance.

A wizard's life is full of unexpected changes.

Separation is the norm, and companionship is only a fleeting moment.

If one becomes addicted to it.

This will inevitably leave a psychological scar and hinder your future path.

Done.

Without saying goodbye to the two, Vic turned and left.

Andrew watched Vic's departing figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions, but he did not say anything to stop him.

Witches with malicious intentions and ruthless methods are quite common.

But he had never met such a cold and ruthless person before.

Heart of stone.

Two years together.

Even a single tree can nurture a certain amount of affection.

But Vic was able to be so decisive and forge ahead.

Such character impressed even him.

may.

Someone like Vic is more suited to be a wizard; he can't do the same ruthless things.

Hill held his father's hand.

Her eyes, as pure and flawless as black gemstones, were brimming with tears.

She hesitated for only a second.

She let go of her father's hand and ran, her pure white skirt fluttering in the wind.

She caught up with Vic, forcefully ripped the pendant from her neck and shoved it into his hand. Her soft, weak voice forced a smile as she said, "Teacher, if you ever think of Hill, look at this necklace. I'll always remember you!"

From beginning to end.

Vic didn't turn around.

His figure receded into the distance in Hill's gaze until it reached the end of the road.

(End of this chapter)