Abe the Wizard Chapter 142 – Returning to the Magic Tower

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

“Sir. This dark wizard tried to trap me inside his seclusion circle. He wanted to kill me!’ Abel said.

“Impossible!” The young wizard couldn’t believe what Abel said. If a rank two apprentice wizard fought against a rank seven apprentice wizard. There was just no way that the latter would lose.

From the young wizard’s perspective, judging from how the body had lost its head, Wizard Black must’ve taken a fireball to the mouth. It was hard to imagine how such a scenario could happen, but all the evidence was here. As for the rank four apprentice wizard, he died from having his back burnt from a fire element spell.

The young wizard threw a cautious look at Abel. While scanning Abel from top to bottom, he realized that a portal bag and a circle plate were lying on the ground. Just when his mind was about to be taken over by greed, the tree token on Abel’s waist had him thinking twice. After all, he was not the headless corpse that was lying on the ground. He wasn’t one yet, at least. He had a bright future ahead of him, which he should not risk losing because he tried to piss off Wizard Morton.

“I understand now. You can pick up what you want from them. I’ll take the bodies,” the young wizard said with a smile, then watched enviously as Abel took everything from Wizard Black. Even all of the rank four apprentice wizard’s belongings were taken.

When Abel was done, all that was left for the young wizard were two magic gold cards that could not be transferred at all.

“Keep these magic gold cards,” the young wizard said while trying to be nice, “I’ll tell the Wizard Union to contact the Bank of the Holy Continent. What they’ll do is to force a bank transfer from Wizard Black to your account. Is that okay with you? All you need to do is to take these two cards and give them to Wizard Morton.”

Regardless of what methods Abel used, the young wizard respected him for killing a wizard that was way above his league. Besides, Abel was a disciple of Wizard Morton, which was, by no means, a title that should be ignored.

In fact, Abel did feel some malice from the young wizard. When he felt it, however, it didn’t remain for too long. Perhaps it’s because Morton was mentioned. All that ill intention just then was quickly turned into a sense of admiration.

“Thank you for the advice. When my teacher asks about what happened today, I’m going to say something good about you,” Abel saluted to the young wizard.

Abel then left happily with the loot that he retrieved. The young wizard, too, left with the two dead bodies. When the two were gone, a figure appeared from where they were talking. It was Wizard Morton.

Morton saw the blood on the ground. He thought it was a good idea to get Abel here for some training. He wanted to teach him about how dangerous it was in the world of wizards. He had no idea that Wizard Black would have a seclusion circle, though. Abel was lucky (or just really smart) to have handled all that on his own.

When Morton realized that Abel was trapped inside the seclusion circle, he pretty much just gave up on rescuing him. Even for him, breaking a seclusion circle was not a quick and easy job. Instead, Morton planned to kill the dark wizard as soon as the circle was deactivated.

Abel killed not only the rank four apprentice wizard but also headshot the rank seven dark wizard. As the situation changed so quickly, Morton decided not to show up at all. If he did appear and spoke to Abel, Abel might just rely on others to save him during his future adventures.

After seeing that Abel was safe, Morton teleported himself back to Caral City. Since his guardian circle was at a much higher level than the wizard women, no one noticed that he had left his tower.

“Abel came back!” Camille smiled at Abel. He’s in a pretty mood. He probably made some good deals when Abel was out.

“What did you buy, Abel?” Carlos asked.

“Some crystals cores,” Abel said abruptly. He didn’t want to talk too much about it. He wanted to see his teacher first.

“How much did you buy it for? Were you ripped off?” Carlos asked with concern.

“Not when I am getting from you,” Abel laughed.

“Well, you’re pretty sensible for saying that,” Carlos patted his chest, “You know, I do know a lot about everything that goes on in a market.”

“Yeah, yeah. Come on, pack your things. We’re going back now,” Camille said.

Carlos said as he packed up the few rune cards that he had on the rack, “Don’t be like that, man! You know, I did buy a material that was worth twenty gold coins for just ten.”

“Well, why don’t you talk about the time you spent 100 gold coins for a piece of junk?”

“Er…that was just a mistake!”

…….

Abel heard their conversation. He was delighted. As the three went on with their conversation, they came in front of the teleportation circle.

“I’ll pay for transportation this time,” Camillie rushed in. Abel chose not to argue with her. As for Carlos, he just pretended that he was looking at the scenery around them.

After the wizard activated the transportation circle, a bolt of white lightning took them to their destination.

“We are back! Nothing feels better than your own home, am I alright? Carlos shouted in excitement whilst trying to recover from his headache.

“Fair enough,” Abel replied. Just when he stepped out from the circle, he could hear Wizard Morton calling for him from downstairs.

“Come here, Abel,” Morton called.

Abel thought to himself as he quickly said goodbye to Camillie and Carlos, could Wizard Morton have known about Caral City already? Man, the wizards sure had a good network system.

“You looking for me, Sir?” Abel asked as he went to level 11 from level 10. When he arrived, Wizard Morton was already waiting for him.

“You did very well at Caral city. Actually, you did much better than I thought,” Morton smiled.

There was just no way that Abel could hide about what he did. Now, all the wizards in the other three Duchies knew about how he, a rank two apprentice wizard, has successfully murdered a rank seven dark wizard. Wizard Morton was a proud man now, much prouder than he already was before.

“You knew about it already, Sir?” Abel replied whilst scratching his head. He did see this coming, but he was still pretty surprised that Morton could know about it so quickly. In fact, the news came faster to Morton than he did.

What Abel didn’t know was that Wizard Morton was protecting him behind the scenes the entire time. While students wanted to find a good teacher, good teachers wanted to find good students. Because of how talented Abel was, Morton had to put in extra effort to look after him.

Abel took out the portal bag and gave it to Morton, “This is what I got from that dark wizard. Please, accept this gift on my behalf.”

Instead of taking the portal bag, Wizard Morton just stood there with a “proud dad” look on his face. What Abel did was very touching for him. When he got his first portal bag, he was hugging it in his sleep. Abel, though, he decided to give it away to thank his teacher.

“Keep it. Actually, look for anything that could be used to identify its owner. If there is, I’ll go search for the magic tower he’s at,” Morton said with a smile.

“You mean this?” Abel asked as he gave a card to Wizard Morton. He had no idea what the card was for.