《A Wizard’s Secret》A Wizard's Secret
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"Eh? Someone's here!"
Wizard Bammou, who was quietly absorbing elements and transforming them into Magic Power in his Spell Models, abruptly opened his eyes. He had already noticed that there were three figures in front, moving quickly toward where Merlin was.
"Hmph, Master ordered that nobody can bother him!"
Wizard Bammou stood up, a bright flash glinted across his eyes. Then, his figure disappeared from where he was.
…
"Merlin is just up front."
There were two unfamiliar Spell Casters with Snake Elder behind him, hurrying to the place where Merlin was. However, they did not seem to notice that a figure had appeared silently in front of them.
"Stop!"
A cold voice rang out. Snake Elder and the others were slightly shocked. They hastily looked in front and found a strange Spell Caster who was blocking them.
Snake Elder shuddered. He knew this person – he was Merlin's aide, Wizard Bammou. As he had always been acting mysteriously, Snake Elder was still not used to Wizard Bammou. Therefore, even the snakes on Snake Elder's head do not know the strength of Wizard Bammou.
Now, Wizard Bammou had emerged silently in front of the few of them. Even though all three of them were comparable to Fifth-level Spell Casters and had powerful senses, they could not sense Wizard Bammou who had appeared out of the blue. This made them feel a little confused about Wizard Bammou's strength.
"Wizard Bammou, these two are Wizard Hasbro and Wizard Sacra from the Imperial City. They've been sent by the orders of His Royal Highness the eighth prince. We have something urgent to notify Wizard Merlin!"
Snake Elder gave a brief explanation to Wizard Bammou.
However, Wizard Bammou remained expressionless and said coldly, "No matter what important things that you have, Wizard Merlin has instructed that no one is allowed to disturb him. You guys should go back. Come back again in a few days, perhaps Wizard Merlin will meet you then."
Bammou did not care about what important things that Snake Elder had. Merlin's prudent command before this must be very important, and he could not be disturbed. Bammou did not dare to disobey Merlin's orders and allow Snake Elder and the others enter.
"Hmph, he's merely a viscount, and he dares to do this? Snake Elder, we're going in. What can he do about it?"
Wizard Hasbro who was behind Snake Elder spoke with a hint of anger in his tone. He had decided to force his way into the house.
"Hehe, you can try!"
An intense elemental fluctuation suddenly emerged on Wizard Bammou's body. It formed a powerful force, pressing violently against Snake Elder and the others.
As a Seventh-level Spell Caster, especially when his Mind Power had reached the level of a Great Wizard, Wizard Bammou had not revealed his Mind Power before because it was far too strong.
Now that Snake Elder's people wanted to force their way in, Wizard Bammou would naturally not show any mercy. Nevertheless, Snake Elder and Merlin knew each other, so Bammou only pressed with his life force to scare them off and let them retreat.
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Facts had proven that the terrifying Mind Power that Wizard Bammou suddenly broke out was indeed very effective. Wizard Hasbro, who wanted to force his way in just moments earlier, changed his facial expression and his footsteps stiffened. He did not continue moving forward.
Snake Elder's expression changed drastically too as he hurried a step forward and said to Wizard Bammou, "Since Wizard Merlin is indeed not available, then we shall wait a few more days."
As soon as he finished, under the Snake Elder's lead, Wizard Hasbro and Wizard Sacra turned around and walked away.
There was a sneer between the lips of Wizard Bammou, and then he disappeared again, just like a ghost.
…
"Snake Elder, who's that Spell Caster earlier? How is the life force on his body so petrifying?"
"You're right, at that moment, I couldn't even muster any thoughts of resisting it. It's shocking that there's such a terrifying Spell Caster hiding in a small place like Wilson Castle."
Wizard Hasbro and Wizard Sacra were powerful Wizards who could match Fifth-level Spell Casters, so they naturally knew how powerful the terrifying Mind Power on Wizard Bammou was. If they dared to go any further earlier, it was feared that what awaited them would be an unstoppable spell attack.
Snake Elder's expression looked shaken too. He had seen Wizard Bammou previously. He had always been alongside Merlin and had always been respectful toward Merlin. Although he felt that Wizard Bammou may possibly not be ordinary too, he did not give him high regard because after all, he was just Merlin's aide.
However, it seemed that Wizard Bammou was far from being as simple as he imagined. Bammou's body seemed to be shrouded by a mist, making it impossible for people to uncover his mystery.
"It seems that we're too ignorant of Wizard Merlin. There're still some other things that I've not told you before. Although Merlin is merely a Second-level Spell Caster, his strength is in fact comparable to a powerful Fifth-level Spell Caster!"
Shortly after, Snake Elder resumed his explanation in detail to Wizard Hasbro and Wizard Sacra about how Merlin shuffled between three cities, killed countless Spell Casters, and gave the eighth prince three big gifts.
"It seems that Wizard Merlin is really not simple! Before coming here, His Royal Highness the eighth prince had told us that we must invite Wizard Merlin cordially. His Royal Highness the eighth prince also seemed to highly respect Wizard Leo. We don't understand. Regardless of how strong Leo is, he's still only a Sixth-level Spell Caster. Is it really necessary to garner him so much attention? Now that we've seen Merlin and his aide, who are both not simple at all, it would explain the attention His Royal Highness the eighth prince has for Wizard Leo. It certainly contains hidden secrets that are difficult for us to fathom..."
From Wizard Merlin and Wizard Bammou's powers, these two Spell Casters could associate it with Wizard Leo. From their viewpoint, no matter how strong Wizard Leo was, he was only a Sixth-level Spell Caster. So, how can he be worthy of this much attention from His Royal Highness the eighth prince?
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Now, it seemed that Wizard Leo was not as simple as it looked on the surface. There must be a reason why the eighth prince regarded him so highly.
Snake Elder only resumed his speech after a long moment. "The situation of His Royal Highness the eighth prince isn't really optimistic, but Wizard Merlin doesn't allow anyone to disturb him now. So, we can only wait!"
Snake Elder and the others could not come up with any ideas, hence they could only wait silently.
…
"Phew..."
Merlin slowly opened his eyes. A beam of sunlight seeped through from outside the house, filling the room with warmth.
"It's been three days. Tsk tsk, this Mokra Potion's effects are really good!"
Merlin just woke up from a deep slumber. Three days ago, he consumed the first portion of Mokra Potion, and he immediately fell into a deep sleep.
Within these three days, Merlin's Mind Power had also improved significantly, and it was even more than the Mind Power increase from the integration of several Mind Power duplicates in the Bell Space.
In the past, Merlin had consumed Mokra Potion before, and the additional Mind Power was quite similar to this time. That was to say, the effect of the Mokra Potion was still not reduced, which was very rare. Whether it was Phantasmal Magic Potion or Blueberry Potion, as long as you took a few more portions, the effect would be reduced.
"Bammou!"
Merlin immediately called out to Wizard Bammou.
"My honorable Master, what order do you have for me?"
Wizard Bammou's figure swiftly appeared at Merlin's side. He could not help but check on Merlin too, only to find that there was not really any change on Merlin. He had no idea what Merlin was doing in the house for these past few days.
"Is there anyone who came to look for me in these past few days?"
After Merlin took the Mokra Potion, he had been asleep all the time, and he had lost any sense of the outside world. So, he naturally would not be clear of what had happened in these past few days.
Wizard Bammou thought of Snake Elder three days ago and replied, "Master, three days ago, Snake Elder came with two unfamiliar Spell Casters, claiming that they were sent by His Royal Highness the eighth prince. They said they had something very important, but I've stopped them. They should still be waiting for your reply, Master."
"Oh, did the eighth prince finally send someone?"
In Wilson Castle, in addition to being busy with turning the Wilson clan into a Spell Caster clan, Merlin was actually waiting for news from the eighth prince.
Unexpectedly, it took so long for the eighth prince to reply.
"Master, do you want to see them now?"
Wizard Bammou asked softly.
Merlin pondered for a moment, but shook his head instead and said, "Since they've waited for so many days, I'm sure they won't mind waiting a few more days. You should go out first, don't let anyone bother me!"
Wizard Bammou nodded, and then his figure disappeared from the house like a ghost.
Merlin only started mumbling when Wizard Bammou had left. "It could be something troublesome again. I'll put you guys on hold then..."
There were some speculations in Merlin's mind. The eighth prince had sent people again, so it should not be a simple matter. He decided that he should seize this period of time to consume more Mokra Potions to increase his Mind Power. Then, he could strive to construct a Third-level Darkness-type spell in order to improve his strength. Otherwise, in the distant future, there would no longer be such a safe place for Merlin to consume the Mokra Potions.
Thus, Merlin decided not to meet Snake Elder and the others first but continued to consume the Mokra Potions.
Every time he took a Mokra Potion, Merlin would need to sleep for at least three days, and his Mind Power would also grow wildly. Each time he took a Mokra Potion, Merlin's Mind Power would almost double from its original state.
Hence, after a month's time, Merlin consumed another ten portions of Mokra Potions, making it a total of eleven portions of Mokra Potions. For an entire month, the eleven portions of potions had enhanced Merlin's Mind Power by three folds!
Merlin's Mind Power had already reached the level of a Fourth-level Spell Caster. It had tripled in just one month – this kind of speed was quite scary.
The effects of the Mokra Potions seemed to have really surpassed Merlin's expectations. Even with the addition of such huge Mind Power, the effect of the Mokra Potion had not diminished one bit.
If he continued taking it, Merlin had the confidence that his Mind Power would even surpass that of a Fifth-level Spell Caster.
During this period, Merlin knew that Snake Elder and the others had come back to look for him several times. Each time they came, they looked anxious but they were blocked by Wizard Bammou every time.
It seemed that they were really worried to death throughout the month.
However, Merlin still had no plans to see them. Now that his Mind Power had increased immensely, there were still seventeen potions left. Merlin did not continue taking them, only because the time needed was too long. Instead, he decided to construct a Third-level spell.
With Merlin's current situation, the growth of his Mind Power had reached a bottleneck state. The only thing that could increase some of his strength was undoubtedly the construction of new Darkness-type spells.
Once the construction was successful, and with some enhancement from Darkness Heart, it was likely that even a Sixth-level Spell Caster would be plunged into a temporary realm of illusion.
"Matrix, analyze the Spell Model of the Third-level Darkness-type spell, Darkness Vortex!"
Merlin quickly launched the Matrix and began constructing the Spell Model.
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