Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 63 - 60 Bone Patterns, Parting_2

Chapter 63: Chapter 60 Bone Patterns, Parting_2

Chapter 63 -60 Bone Patterns, Parting_2

Curly hair couldn’t help but feel curious upon hearing this, “Are the official Black Robe members of the Silent Forest really that powerful?

Every day I hear you Hunting Team guys talking, it feels like each and every one of them is a monster…”

The young man in a Mage Hat replied with a slightly stern expression, “They are much more powerful than what you can imagine.

To become an official member of the Silent Forest, the least powerful are Intermediate Apprentice Wizards, and unlike our Hoddam, which is an academy-style wizard organization with a strong academic atmosphere and relatively peaceful,

their rules of survival are far more brutal.

Those eliminated under the rules generally only meet one outcome: death.

How could the wizards trained in such an environment not be formidable?

Official Black Robes are generally very strong in combat.

Under normal circumstances, at least two of us would have to team up to deal with one Black Robed Wizard of the same rank…”

“That exaggerated?!”

Curly hair found it somewhat unbelievable.

Just as the two were chatting, a figure appeared in front of them.

The sunlight casted a shadow on the long table from behind the newcomer, causing Curly hair, who sat at the table, to squint his eyes and barely make out the appearance of the visitor.

It was a young man with a straight posture and a slender figure, chestnut hair, and a very masculine and handsome face.

His lake-blue eyes exuded an indescribable calmness, reminiscent of a frozen lake in winter.

“I’m here to exchange for rewards.”

The young man spoke, his voice also carried a hint of coldness.

Curly hair had seen quite a few odd and bizarre people that morning, and many ridiculous attempts at cheating the system.

Hearing the visitor’s purpose, he was not particularly enthused and lazily said, “Bring out the scalp, and we will verify it.”

Unexpectedly, the young wizard shook his head, “I don’t have a scalp.”

Curly hair burst into laughter.

“What are you doing here if you don’t have a scalp?”

With a mix of amusement and irritation, Curly hair gestured with his hand dismissively, “Go on, get out of here, stop causing trouble.”

The young man did not say anything but simply extended a hand and lightly placed it on the table.

When he lifted his hand from the table, there were suddenly three coin-sized, similarly styled black badges.

“I don’t have a Black Robe’s scalp, but I have identity badges obtained from Black Robes of the Silent Forest.

Will this do?”

The young man looked at them with a questioning gaze in his eyes.

Curly hair stared blankly at the three badges on the table, imprinted with the Forest of the Dead and Scarlet Blood Moon patterns, then turned to look towards the Mage Hat youth beside him…

The next moment, the two people at the long table stood up almost simultaneously…

all the previous laziness and leisure vanished completely.

“Of…

Of course it will do.”

The Mage Hat youth picked up a badge and examined it closely before looking at the Grey Robe youth in front of him.

He asked in a tone filled with shock and disbelief: “What do you want to…

exchange for?”

“Ship tickets.

The soonest tickets to leave Hoddam.”

The youth stated each word calmly, “Three tickets.”

…..

Until the handsome Grey Robe young man was long gone, Curly hair and the Mage Hat youth at the long table had yet to recover from the shock and impact of earlier.

“Is that real?!”

Curly hair picked up a badge, still somewhat in disbelief, “This wouldn’t be some new kind of scam, would it?”

The expression of the Mage Hat youth was even more skeptical as he repeatedly examined a badge and said, “It’s real, I recognize the Undead aura on it.

These badges are each unique, representing the identity of an official member of the Silent Forest, just like our Green Vine Badges, they can’t be faked…”

“Does that mean…

the Wandering Grey Robe that just left, who seems to be several years younger than us…

managed to take down three Intermediate Level Apprentice Black Robes by himself?!”

Curly hair dropped the badge in his hand, shaking his head repeatedly, “I can’t accept this, it’s just too incredible…”

It was at that moment the Mage Hat youth seemed to notice something, reaching out for the largest of the three badges.

He flipped the badge over to its back and upon noticing a faint grey-white Bone Patterns circling the edge, his entire demeanor suddenly became startled and motionless.

Curly hair sensed something unusual about his companion and couldn’t help asking, “What’s wrong?

Did you find something off?

It’s fake, isn’t it?

I knew it, how could a Wandering Grey Robe cin…

I’ll go catch that kid right now!..”

Curly hair was about to rush out from behind the table but was grabbed by the Mage Hat youth.

“It’s not right.”

The Mage Hat youth slowly raised his head, his face bearing an indescribable, strange, and unusual look.

He raised his right hand, showing the side with the badge to Curly hair, then spoke in a low voice: “This badge is marked with bone patterns, not the ordinary Black Robe badge.

It’s an identity badge that can only be obtained by the elite members of the Silent Forest…

This kid…

has once had the blood of an Advanced Wizard Apprentice on his hands…”

“Ah?!”

Curly hair’s mouth gaped open, and he instantly froze on the spot with a dumbfounded expression.

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The massive Magic Ship, like an ancient whale, broke through the white fog, slowly ascending skyward.

The power of the Rune Formation stirred up a fierce wind, causing the robes of the many wizards on deck to flutter violently.

Old Wells’ head full of white hair was tousled by the wind, appearing somewhat comical as it piled on his head, unable to be held down even when pressed with his hood, but it still couldn’t affect the excited and sentimental feelings in his heart at this moment.

“Hoddam…”

Old Wells gently muttered these four words, his gaze lightly sweeping over the town below, the streets, the wilderness covered with white snow in the distance, the forests…

Finally, he circled back, landing on the slender figure in a Grey Robe below.

“Ronan…”

Old Wells’ eyes swirled with complex emotions.

In his memory, it seemed like it was only the chubby boy who used to run in the forest every morning, yet in a blink of an eye, he had changed into what he was now.

“In the future, I could also boast in the tavern, a few grilled meats in exchange for an old life, and a wizard ship ticket worth a fortune…”

Old Wells chuckled at himself and turned to look beside him.

Standing next to him were Vinicia and Cheryl, with Cheryl’s hair now unfurled, being whipped about like seaweed by the strong wind.

Her two hands were clutching her cheeks, trying hard to peel off a thin layer of skin.

Cheryl kept sprinkling Potion on Vinicia’s hands and body, her small hands clumsily rubbing, scraping off some dark scum-like substances.

“Don’t do anything foolish!”

Old Wells reached out and firmly held Vinicia’s wrist.

Cheryl’s little head drooped, and she also stopped the movements in her hands.

The two of them appeared like a pair of naughty children plotting some misdeeds, suddenly caught by their parent.

“I..

I..”

Vinicia’s cheeks flushed red, her chest heaving with rapid breaths, wanting to plead in frustration.

“I know what you’re trying to do.”

Old Wells’ heart softened, and he spoke in a low voice: “But don’t forget where we are right now.

Getting on the ship doesn’t mean absolute safety.

Ronan won’t be with us in the future, so you need to be even more careful…

Do you understand what I mean, Vinicia.”

Vinicia nodded her head in disappointment, then turned to look reluctantly below, towards the figure watching their silhouette, his eyes timid and reluctant to part…

Cheryl lay on the edge of the ship, muttering in a muffled tone.

“Lord Ronan…

will probably never know what Sister Vini actually looks like…

and he doesn’t know that Sister Vini…”

Old Wells gently touched Cheryl’s little head and said softly.

“It’s not forever…

We will meet up with Ronan again eventually…”

…

Not until the Wizard Ship carrying Old Wells and the others shrank to a tiny dot and completely disappeared in the clouds, did Ronan turn and jump down from the platform, slowly returning the way he came.

With the three gone, Ronan felt as if a weight had been lifted from his heart, a sense of relaxation and reassurance.

The unfortunate passing of the Jolin couple had a great impact on Ronan.

So much so that after the academy issued the new decree to hunt down the Black Robes, he immediately exchanged the three Silent Forest Black Robe badges he had gathered from his Waist Storage Bag for ship tickets, sending Old Wells and the others away.

Although Old Wells had mentioned that Cheryl was young and could take up a seat without a ship ticket, for safety, Ronan had still exchanged for three tickets.

As for himself, he didn’t have an urgent desire to leave Hoddam.

The strife between Hoddam and the Silent Forest was increasingly tense, and the academy was constantly employing various methods to encourage Wandering Grey Robes to join the battle.

Ronan felt that this moment was actually a rare opportunity for him.

Perhaps it could help him gather various resources needed to make the push to become an Official Wizard more quickly.