Wizard: Starting from the Skill Tree-Chapter 482: Mr. Wood

Although only five years have passed, Aunt Anna and Uncle John’s aging has been incredibly swift, and they already look like elderly people in their twilight years.

If Duke hadn’t left hundreds of gold coins with Mr. Wood before he left, and Mr. Wood hadn’t been using those coins to support the people of Yining Village, these two elders might not have been able to hold on until now.

Duke didn’t have any better solutions, and the things he left behind were all mild in nature, with no adverse effects on ordinary elderly people.

However, the effects were not great; they couldn’t extend their lives much longer, only make them a bit more comfortable.

These items could eliminate many hidden injuries and ailments in the body, making them feel a little lighter at least.

This was all Duke could do.

He couldn’t change any more than that, and for Uncle John’s family, being able to live their lives naturally, experiencing untroubled life and death without illness, might already be a form of happiness.

After Duke and Vivian left Yining Village, they didn’t disturb too many people and walked like ordinary visitors towards Endland Town, which wasn’t far from the village.

The town was more prosperous than Duke remembered, and even though night was falling, there were still many people passing through the town.

The streets were tidier, and the people had fewer traces of past distress on their faces as they went straight to the town’s sheriff’s office.

At the entrance of the sheriff’s office, they happened to meet Wood, who had just returned from patrolling with his team.

Over the years, Mr. Wood looked not only not older but even more vigorous.

His posture remained upright, his eyes sharp, his steps steady and powerful, and he exuded a faint aura of a high-tier knight attendant.

Clearly, Mr. Wood’s strength had improved, and he had become a high-tier knight attendant, though the distance to becoming a knight was still vast.

This is the situation for most ordinary people; Mr. Wood was already one of the more talented among ordinary people, yet still struggled to reach the knight rank.

And in the entire Wizard Plane, knights were merely stronger ordinary people, not even defined as truly extraordinary beings.

"Mr. Wood," Duke said with a smile.

Wood turned his head at the sound, and when his gaze landed on Duke’s face, he was momentarily stunned, then every wrinkle on his face relaxed, breaking into a smile of extreme joy and comfort—a smile filled with pride at seeing a family member achieve success.

"Duke!" Wood’s voice was loud, carrying uncontrollable excitement.

He strode forward, habitually wanting to clap Duke’s shoulder as he used to, but his hand paused halfway.

Because he could clearly feel that although Duke’s smile was still gentle, there was an inexplicable aura naturally emanating from him that even made this high-tier knight attendant feel a sudden pressure, as if facing a vast ocean or an imposing mountain.

His outstretched hand eventually transformed into a gesture filled with some sentiment and greater solemnity, gently resting on Duke’s shoulder, pressing firmly.

"It’s good to be back, it’s good to be back!" Wood said, looking Duke up and down, eyes full of comfort, "Miss Vivian has also returned, how wonderful!"

He didn’t forget to greet Vivian, the joy on his face overflowing.

"Mr. Wood, you seem even more robust, and you’ve broken through, congratulations!" Duke felt the strength in Wood’s hand and his genuine care, a warm current flowing in his heart.

When he was of little importance, it was Wood who led him into the militia, teaching him basic combat skills, and set him on the path of a knight and even a wizard—this friendship he always remembered.

"Just lucky, let’s go inside, it’s getting late," Wood remarked.

After sitting down, Wood inquired with concern about Duke’s experiences over the years. He knew what Duke and Vivian were doing and was extremely curious about those mysterious and unfathomable wizards in the rumors.

For ordinary people living their entire lives on the Florence Continent, wizards were akin to mythological beings.

And now there were two such existences right before him, so naturally, he wanted to learn some things.

Duke didn’t hide anything, telling many things about the West Coast, and Wood listened intently, especially shocked and subsequently full of sentiment at the vast world beyond this one.

Compared to such a vast world, the lifespan of ordinary people seemed fleeting, with no opportunity to glimpse the full view of this world, inevitably leaving some regret.

But Wood quickly adjusted and didn’t fall into a state of loss over these things, treating it as listening to stories, which he could later share with his descendants.

It is likely that many years later, the experiences Duke shared today would become new myths and legends on the Florence Continent.

Then the conversation naturally shifted to the affairs of the territory and Wood’s work over these years.

Wood took out an account book, detailing every transaction and expenditure to Duke, with the seriousness of reporting family assets to a trusted younger relative.

Duke stopped him again: "Mr. Wood, as I said, I trust you. Seeing the changes in Yining Village and seeing you healthy and having made breakthroughs makes me happier than looking at the account book. Thank you for all the hard work over these years."

Hearing that Duke still had such trust in him, Wood also stopped reporting these things, nodded, and didn’t say much more. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Even though Wood was older than Uncle John, having practiced the Breathing Technique, his complexion and physical condition were significantly better, looking as if he could easily live another thirty or forty years.

Duke still left some nourishing supplements. With these, perhaps Wood would have a chance to touch the threshold of the knight realm.

Such items were very ordinary to Duke, but for ordinary people, they were absolute treasures.

After staying overnight in Endland Town and having a long conversation with Mr. Wood until late at night, Duke and Vivian decided to return to Fengqiu City the next day.

On the next morning, with Mr. Wood and a few awed town officials watching, Duke and Vivian came to the open space outside the town.

With a wave of Duke’s hand, the massive Storm Dragon Eagle instantly appeared before everyone’s eyes.

This enormous Level 1 Peak life form became the center of attention the moment it appeared.

Occasionally, a gentle flap of its wings would stir a gale strong enough to make it difficult to stand firmly.

Duke even had the Storm Dragon Eagle restrain its aura; otherwise, it would surely frighten the ordinary people in the nearby town.

After discussing with Vivian, they chose to return to Fengqiu City astride the Storm Dragon Eagle, openly for all to see, as a means to exert a deterrent effect on the surrounding territories.