Cultivating in the Wizard World

Chapter 697: Chapter 592: Mentor and Departure_3

Clark let go, and Viola staggered a few steps, clutching her head, retreating to James’ side, looking as if she had survived a disaster.

Clark ignored her, glancing up at the sky, he said blandly, "It’s about time. Let’s go, let’s gather first."

After speaking, he walked towards the center of the square, hands behind his back, taking his time.

James and Viola exchanged a glance, cautiously following behind.

Around them, the wizards seemed to receive some kind of signal, simultaneously converging from all directions towards the center of the square.

Those figures that were originally chatting in small groups now began to move.

Countless auras of varying strength intertwined in the air, changing the atmosphere of the entire square from loose to heavy.

James and Viola followed behind Clark, their gazes frantically exchanging, spiritual power transmitting information at high speed over the short distance.

James: "Is this still our mentor??"

Viola: "How would I know? I’ve never seen him like this before!"

James: "Has something stimulated him, or has his strength increased, making him feel good?"

Viola was silent for a moment, the fluctuation of her spiritual power took on a peculiar meaning. "I actually think the reason is simpler than you think."

James looked at her, confused.

But Viola didn’t continue responding with spiritual power, instead subtly glancing at Clark’s wrist.

James followed her gaze.

Clark walked ahead, hands behind his back, the sleeves of his magic robe gently swaying as he moved.

Around his right wrist was an unobtrusive bracelet. (Chapter Seventy-two)

The workmanship of the bracelet was extremely coarse, it seemed to be handmade from various colored metal wires, really lacking any craftsmanship.

James carefully sensed — there was no energy fluctuation, no rune marks, no special abilities.

Just an ordinary ornament.

Such a crude bracelet, worn on Clark’s wrist, clashed with his high-grade magic robe, the rings on his fingers radiating intense elemental fluctuation, and the rune-engraved belt at his waist.

But suddenly, James remembered something.

He had seen this bracelet.

Perhaps not seen, but always could see it.

From the first time he met Professor Clark, this bracelet had been there.

Even when the Wizard War broke out, everyone was armed to the teeth, Professor Clark changed his equipment several times, yet this bracelet stayed.

Only, James never paid attention to it before.

James and Viola exchanged a glance again, a mutual understanding shown in their faces.

There’s some romantic involvement!

This was their only consensus at the moment.

James continued transmitting information with spiritual power, his tone carrying a hint of excitement from observing drama: "Who do you think the mentor wants to meet?"

Viola’s spiritual power fluctuated with a hint of helplessness: "No idea. Anyway, since I’ve known the mentor, I’ve never seen him have any romantic entanglement with a female. He only has eyes for the Laws and experiments."

"Then why suddenly this time..."

"How would I know?" Viola paused, her spiritual power’s fluctuation became rather subtle, "But since this is a gathering of the four great powers, we should be able to see..."

James brightened: "So this is the reason the mentor is attending this gathering?"

"Absolutely! I’m really looking forward to it!" Viola agreed.

"What’s there to look forward to?"

Viola’s reaction was quick, instinctively retorting: "Ho ho ho ho ho... Well, obviously, to see if I can use this to exert influence over the mentor in the future."

As soon as she spoke, she realized something was off.

James’s voice reverberated in her mind with a touch of despair: "...I didn’t transmit that information just now."

Viola’s expression froze.

Both looked forward simultaneously.

Clark had stopped walking at some point, now turning his face expressionlessly to look at them.

His gaze swept across their faces, as calm as still water.

James felt his blood turn cold halfway. Viola’s face turned visibly green.

"Uh... mentor..." Viola chuckled dryly, "We were just..."

Clark didn’t speak, only watching them.

Luckily, at this very moment, two immense auras suddenly descended, enveloping the entire square, saving the two from their predicament.

Everyone instinctively looked up.

In the center of the square, two figures slowly appeared.

They were the existing eighth-level wizards of Nolun Workshop: the founder Nolun Wizard.

And James’ grandmaster, Wizard Anton Buchanan.

Nolun Wizard remained as a kind elderly image, but today Wizard Anton Buchanan looked more like a child.

Regardless of their appearance, their arrival instantly drew everyone’s attention.

James and Viola simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, turning to look towards the center of the square, wishing they could write "We’re just enjoying the scenery" on their faces.

Clark also withdrew his gaze, looking at those two figures.

Nolun Wizard stood in the center of the square, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

His voice was not loud but clearly reached the ears of each person.

"Looks like everyone is almost here."

He raised his right hand.

"Then let’s set off."

A massive teleportation array unfolded beneath his feet, silver-white light spreading like a tide in all directions, enveloping the entire square in an instant.

James felt a lightness beneath his feet, spatial energy enveloping him entirely.

Instinctively, he wanted to resist, but instantly controlled himself, letting his body follow the sensation.

Then, the teleportation light swallowed everything.

(Just this one Chapter today, didn’t break the Chapter, so combined 2 into 1.)