Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy-Chapter 510 - 508: Old Friend from Younger Days

Chapter 510: Chapter 508: Old Friend from Younger Days

“Yes.”

Ivan noticed as well, indeed it was an old acquaintance.

He hadn’t expected to encounter the other party here.

“The Level 2 Sorcerer from Black Prison, it seems they have some business with you.”

Hotter identified the other’s identity from their attire and didn’t take any extra actions, letting that figure approach steadily.

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Soon, a figure appeared at the side of the Lanque.

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“Lord Marichadon, Black Prison’s Carmel Lidia requests an audience.”

“Sorcerer Carmel, come aboard.”

As Ivan spoke, a portal opened in the airship’s protective layer. Carmel, seeing this, hurriedly flapped wings made of condensed wind particles to speed through the portal and landed heavily on the deck.

Upon seeing the two on deck, Carmel did not dare delay and quickly came forward to greet them.

“When did you join Black Prison?”

“It was after you introduced us to the people of Black Prison. Since I’ve been dealing with them regularly and am quite familiar with them, I took the opportunity to join. I have to thank you for that introduction.”

After many years, the sense of reuniting with an old friend between them was no longer there.

Ivan could tell from the other’s formality and distance that the friendship once forged at the Mongna Ant Land Cottage was now completely gone.

Besides that, he also sensed a mixed aura about Carmel, so prominent it couldn’t be concealed.

Another sorcerer who had undergone extensive Bloodline Alteration. On the surface, he seemed normal, but deep down, he had undergone fundamental changes, most likely including his left leg.

Ivan imperceptibly furrowed his brow; he hadn’t expected Carmel would follow the same path as Monde Watkin.

Hotter, standing nearby, also looked particularly displeased.

What kind of organization was Black Prison?

Known as the ‘Abnormal Wizard Monitoring Investigation Institute,’ a prominent and powerful monitoring structure aimed at the wizard community itself, and yet it was so eager for quick success and immediate benefits within.

The matter of Bloodline Alteration grew clearer, obviously tied to a significant calamity.

Such actions by Black Prison were truly hard to trust; it might no longer be able to bear the heavy responsibilities.

“Lord, I have come unbidden to ask for some information,” Carmel said, unaware of their thoughts and quickly stated his request.

“Monde Watkin?” Ivan of course knew what he wanted to ask.

“Yes, the vendetta for the annihilation of my clan must not go unanswered, but I have no idea where that criminal has hidden. I haven’t found any reliable information about him, which is truly maddening!”

As he mentioned the archenemy responsible for destroying the Lidia family, Carmel’s face, now devoid of its former delicacy, suddenly took on an ugly ferocity.

“It’s normal that you can’t find him; he has already become a Level 3 Sorcerer. His activities are mainly within the Botta Blood Plain, and his whereabouts are secretive, often unknown to outsiders.”

“Do you know where he is? Please, you must tell me.”

Hearing Ivan’s response, Carmel’s eyes widened eagerly, not caring if it seemed rude; his breathing grew heavy as he pressed for an answer.

“Carmel, you will not be able to avenge your great enemy.”

“No, regardless of whether that person is a Level 3 Sorcerer, involving so many deaths, even if I have to give up my life, such a blood feud I must—”

“Monde Watkin has already been executed.”

With these decisive words, Carmel became agitated, but then, as Ivan’s next sentence came, he stood dumbfounded, frozen in place as if turned to stone.

Monde Watkin, that villain, was dead?

The family blood feud had been avenged?

What had he always thought, always pursued, and always mentioned? What was it exactly?

For a moment, Carmel’s heart was like turbulent seas, unable to calm for a long time as his aura grew increasingly chaotic.

“Sorcerer Carmel, the airship is about to leave the city.”

Seeing his restless aura, unable to contain himself, Ivan let out a shout and woke him from his confusion.

“Lord Ivan, may I presumptuously ask one more question, was it you who personally slew the culprit?” Carmel took a deep breath and asked with a hesitant expression.

“He was tempted by some bounty and brought a group to attack me; I dealt with him and his accomplices.”

Ivan spoke unhurriedly.

People from the Green Bud Society, like Monde, ran headlong into him and the swamp ants’ hands, and they did so in a place like the Great Sky River, where space energy is highly dense; they were indeed asking for trouble and courting death.

In the end, they also became fertilizer for the hunting space, their bones gone without a trace.

He spoke lightly.

To Carmel’s ears, however, the effect was completely different. He believed that Lord Ivan must have spent a great deal of effort, perhaps even facing grave danger, to kill the culprits, such as Monde, in one fell swoop.

“Thank you! I am extremely grateful! Thank you, Elder, for taking revenge for the Lidia, Steele, and Watkin families, for avenging the great disgrace of the past. Carmel can only represent the three families and kowtow in gratitude to you.”

Carmel suddenly knelt to the ground and kowtowed several times towards him, causing a thudding sound on the deck.

Ivan didn’t even have time to stop him.

“There is no need for this; it was merely something I did along the way.”

“Whatever it was, you have avenged the death of our families. We have no way to repay such a deed. Please do not take offense.”

Carmel was a man who clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment. Someone who had avenged a great wrong for him was his benefactor. He kowtowed several more times and then slowly stood up.

“Now that you’ve paid your respects, go back and focus on cultivating and living well. I am certain that in the future the Lidia family will not be lacking,” Ivan said, seeing that it was too late to stop Carmel.

“Then I’ll take my leave first.” Carmel, hearing the hint to take his leave, bowed once again, and then turned to jog outside the airship.

By now, the Lanque had neared the fortress on the other side of Mengze City.

Carmel alighted from the airship, landing not far from the city wall, and with complex emotions watched the airship fly over the wall, disappearing in an instant.

“Ivan, goodbye.”

“Heidi, oh Heidi, I made the wrong choice back then, I did wrong. The elder did not neglect Mongna Ant Land Cottage; it was just that the various actions of our Lidia family made it difficult for him to feel kindly disposed toward us.

If you were to replace the elder with someone else, without even needing the culprit to act, the elder might have turned around and struck a deadly blow to our three families in return for the trouble of the past.

This elder Ivan, in his conduct, has already shown extreme kindness and righteousness.”

At the foot of the city wall, Carmel suddenly remembered his own apprentice years and all the little things that had happened in Mongna Ant Land Cottage.

He thought of his sister Heidi and the time he had almost crippled himself to pass the examination at Black Prison, as well as his sister’s selfless sacrifices, which led to her becoming someone else’s vassal. His emotions grew more complex.

“I must tell Heidi the good news; she will surely be very pleased.”

“—Perhaps, in any case, Elder Ivan is our family’s benefactor. We can’t harbor any more resentment towards him. From now on, I will wholeheartedly follow my sister’s words and revitalize the Lidia family, letting the name of Lidia take root and flourish again.”

Carmel slapped his forehead, remembering that he had yet to send a message to his sister. He hurriedly began to transmit the message.

Then, he recalled some unpleasant matters. He paused in his actions, changed some of the wording in the message, checked that there were no errors, and then sent the message.

Within a short time, the message traveled thousands of miles away to Red Pine City in the north.

Inside a grand manor in the city, a young aristocratic lady with a beautiful appearance received the message. Like Carmel, she was similarly in a daze for a long time with a contemplative expression.

Her thoughts also flowed end to end, finally turning into a heavy sigh.