Abe the Wizard Chapter 860

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Wizard Marz gazed maliciously at Wizard Emir and lowered his voice. “Take care of wizard Abel. If you can't, that means your team is useless. I still lack a few important resources for my research!”

A rank 19 wizard's body would be the closest thing to his current condition. If Wizard Emir couldn't kill Abel, he would become a resource for research.

There were 3 headmasters in the blizzards, and they would rarely make a move themselves. The only slightly active one was Headmaster Marz, so no one dared disobey him.

“Yes, headmaster. I will personally find Abel and avenge the men we lost!” Wizard Emir said, trying to hold down the shiver and bowed

Wizard Marz vanished in a flash of white light, but his cold voice remained, “best of luck!”

“Wizard Abel!” Wizard Emir mumbled with eyes full of murder.

Abel came out of the dungeon the next morning in Sland City. He needed to head to the Wizard Union to gather some information.

As soon as he stepped out of the mansion, he heard a familiar voice.

“Wizard Abel, I know you live here, so I just wanted to say hi!” It was that priest with big horns.

Abel was surprised how that priest could recognize him since he was wearing a hood all the time.

The priest pointed at Abel's magic staff after seeing a surprised look on his face. Although there were no markings on the Leaf Magic staff, there was a unique vintage feel.

“Wizard Abel, I think every big noble in Sland City knows where you live; I am just the earliest one to visit!” The priest said.

Although a new wizard in Sland City was not uncommon, Abel did not leave after his fight with the Holy Knights yesterday. His leaf magic staff and that unique hooded look were too recognizable.

“Priest, what brings you here?” Abel said in doubt.

The priest looked around and said quietly, “Wizard Abel, can we go inside and talk?”

Steward Huck was not surprised when he heard this priest call his master 'Abel.' Any title was the same to him anyway.

“Sir priest, please come this way!” Abel made a welcoming gesture and said,

They took a seat in the lounge room. After the servants brought on some juice and bowed, Abel and the priest were the only ones who remained.

“Wizard Abel, do you have any interests in ancient sights?” The priest said quietly.

“Ancient sights?” Abel shook a little. He didn't have much experience with ancient sights, but he had gotten quite a lot out of the few times he tried. The priest seemed to be asking a favor.

“Ancient sights are powerful artifacts of the past. Both wizards and priests tried their best in training, but unless you are were gifted, most wizards can not level up continuously in their lifetime. Most wizards stop around rank 16 to 17, so the higher rank ones all had their miracles. There are many ancient sights in the vast Central Continent. They have treasures that helped with level up, powerful weapon, or even more powerful holy objects!” The priest said with pride.

He thought that Abel might not know about the ancient sights since he was new to the Central Continent, so he quickly explained.

However, Abel knew this priest clearly didn't do his research. If he did, he wouldn't mention anything about not being gifted.

There was no doubt that a 20-year-old elite wizard was definitely a gifted one. There was no one like him, according to the information of the wizard Union. Even Abel himself knew there were levels to being a genius.

“Mr priest, from what you said, finding a trace of ancient sight must be very valuable. Miracles don't come often, you know!” Abel pretended he didn't know and asked.

“Wizard Abel, you are in luck today. My two friends and I discovered an ancient sight, but many puppets guarded it, and they were very hard to deal with, so I want to invite wizard Abel to join us!” The priest finally got to the point.

“How are we going to distribute the rewards?” Abel asked.

“According to the contribution, of course. Don't worry. You have Johnson. You will be rewarded accordingly!” the Priest continued.

“Where is that ancient sight?” Abel asked again.

The priest began to twitch and smiled, “You will know after you get there!”

It seems like his invitation was successful.

They were planning to gather in Sland City, which was why this priest had shown up here and fought with the Holy Knights.

They soon arrived at the restaurant in the city and met up with the priest's two friends.

“This is Ruin. he is a Barbarian, a master of close combat!” The priest pointed at a burly man in worn-out armor with a bottle of wine.

“Hello!” Abel politely bowed.

“Bighorn, I see you found a human wizard. Can his spells even do anything to those monsters?” Ruin said in a loud raspy voice.

“Quiet down!” The priest had to say it.

Luckily they were in a private room. They would attract unwanted attention if they were in the main dining hall.

“Human wizard. If you drag us down, I will chop you in half with my ax!” Ruin tried his best to lower his voice.

Abel could see this barbarian was not a man of reason, so he didn't say much to him. He just glanced at the priest with an awkward look.

It would definitely make him worry with a teammate like this. He just couldn't trust his life with him.

“Wizard Abel, don't worry. Ruin is very powerful. With him protecting you up the front, you can just focus on casting your spells!” the priest quickly interrupted.

“Ruin, Wizard Abel is very powerful. He has a powerful contracted best. If you don't want to end up with nothing like last time, you better fix your attitude!” He then turned to the Barbarian.

“This is Elf Leon. He is a powerful druid!” The priest continued and introduced his other friend.

This elf Leon looked more like a barbarian than an elf. If he didn't have the pointy ears, nothing about him resembled an elf.

“Wizard Abel, I'm a half-elf, Leon!” Leon stood up and bowed.

“I am Abel!” Abel bowed back.

Abel was very curious about this half-elf. He was familiar with the druid occupation, and he had inherited a druid guide. He just didn't have enough time to study it after spending so much time learning knights skills, wizardry, and priest skills.

He was also surprised that a half-elf could inherit druid skills. Although he didn't know what the elves were like in the Central Continent, every single druid needed to be a pure elf in the Holy Continent.

But what intrigued Abel the most was actually Barbarian Ruin. He was very curious about the occupation of Barbarian.

It was just that Abel didn't want to ask him anything with his current attitude. He could only wait and see the way he fights.

“Wizard Abel, I can smell a familiar scent from you. Are you very close with the elves?” The half-elf Leon asked curiously.

“Druid Leon, I just came from a subcontinent, and I am very familiar with the elves there!” Abel laughed.

Abel guessed, maybe it was his druid soul or the Holy objects from the elves on him giving out some unique scent.

“If you are the friends of elves, you are my friend!” Half-elf Leon said with a big laugh.

“Ok, everyone, let's head out early. We'll keep talking as we go!” The priest interrupted again and said.

“Yeah, let's go already!” Barbarian Ruin was getting bored. For some reason, he just didn't like Abel.

Walking out of the restaurant, half-elf Leon summoned 3 mad wolves. He then turned to Abel and said, “wizard Abel, I'm sorry. You have to use your own mount!”

Abel knew half-elf Leon was not deliberately trying to give him a hard time. A druid could only summon 3 mad wolves. The fact that he could let others ride his mad wolves already showed that his control was extremely powerful.

Abel knew this from Lady Carrie in the Holy Continent. She would never let others ride her mad wolves. Those things were very short-tempered. They would go mad if anyone got on top of them who was not their master.

“No problem. I have my own mount!” Abel smiled and summoned Black Wind.

Half-elf Leon strangely looked at Abel. The way Abel summoned Black Wind was a traditional druid method. Storing summons in the monster bag and summoning them when needed.

However, he did not say anything. Everyone had their secrets.

The four left the gate of Sland City on their mounts. As soon as they were out, Abel felt his power of the will tense. He had dealt with the blizzards many times; their hatred for each other had reached a point of no return. As soon as Abel left the protection circle of Sland City, he could be attacked any time.

However, he would not stay in Sland City forever because of this. This priest's invitation was a rare opportunity for him to explore an ancient sight.

If he didn't expose Johnson's power in Sland City, this priest would not have invited him.

Also, the priest had picked Abel because he was only rank 16. Although Abel was gifted in lightning spells, his power was in a controllable range. If Abel was rank 17 or 18 on top of his gift for lightning spells, this priest would be taking a huge risk for taking some so powerful along.

Abel had acted bravely during his battle with the Holy Knights, but his weakness was clear. As a rank 16 wizard, his spells were very hard to form a threat to any higher-level spell casters.

The difference of power in rank was a painful reality, no matter wizards, druids, or priests.

“Everyone stop. Ruin, add some mode to the mad wolves!” Leon said.

Ruin lifted his head to yell. With his hands up high, a strange energy shootout in golden light from his body.

Suddenly, Abel felt his body heat up and strengthened. His magic power also began to expand.

It was the battle mode. Abel could recognize this spell almost Immediately. Just as he expected, Barbarian Ruin was just like the Barbarians in the Dark World.

“Wizard Abel, Barbarian Ruin was born with this spell. It can increase the stamina and speed of the mad wolves !” Leon saw the intrigued look on Abel's face and laughed.

“Human wizard, it's your lucky day!” Barbarian Ruin lifted his head and said arrogantly.

Abel did not care about his deliberate provocation. He was thinking about how he could learn this spell. When he looked at Barbarian Ruin, getting him to teach anything unlikely.

Abel suddenly thought of his hurricane (damaged). It was inspired by the top-level Barbarian spell hurricane. Maybe he could use that as an exchange with this Barbarian.

He had seen many more powerful occupations ever since he arrived at the Central Continent. Abel had given up on using his knight skills, and the hurricane (damaged) was just a technique he knew. It would be very suitable for Barbarian Ruin since it was using a double ax.

It was just that a hurricane needed a certain condition to create, so Abel had to wait for an opportunity.

Black Wind lightly jogged behind the team. Even the battle mode enchantment had drastically increased the power and stamina of those mount wolves. Its speed was still no match with Black Wind.

Barbarian Ruin wanted Abel to embarrass himself, but he just kept getting disappointed, no matter how much he accelerated.

Chapter end