Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 81: Frost Leader, Ice Flame Iris

"【frozen soil】.."

Ronan whispered the name of the symbol.

He carefully examined the entire talisman in his hand. Based on his knowledge as a rune master, the composition of the [Frozen Earth] talisman was not complicated, and was even not as good as the [Bloodthirsty] talisman he got from Laura.

Ronan visited every rune shop in the Seven Ring City and also tried to obtain a soul rune inheritance by spending money.

But the effects of the runes displayed in the rune shop and sold at a clearly marked price were very ordinary. They were just some of the most common universal runes, and none of them could satisfy Ronan.

First-level spell shops also sell them, but they are all the most common ones. The slightly more powerful core spells of the system can only be passed down through channels of power.

The [Frozen Earth] talisman, judging from its structure and complexity, is only slightly better than the common talismans sold in these stores, but not as good as Laura's [Bloodthirsty].

Ronan felt that if the levels of soul talismans were classified into common, rare, and excellent, the quality of the [Frozen Earth] talisman should only be at the rare level, while the [Bloodthirsty] talisman could be excellent.

Ronan was not clear about the specific effect of the [Frozen Earth] talisman. If no one guided him, he might not know it until he successfully condensed the talisman.

"A first-level ice spell inheritance, one that is not complicated, and the requirements for refining are not high, but the quality is good. It is the most suitable ice soul seal for a newly promoted first-level wizard to condense.

There is also an obvious first-level ice-type magic tool."

Ronan picked up the necklace in the box. It was full of ice-blue gems, with a dark blue ring at the bottom, and the whole necklace emitted a faint ice energy fluctuation. He said thoughtfully: "This looks like a novice gift pack for a first-level ice wizard."

Considering Linus, who majored in ice magic during his apprenticeship, everything seems to be very reasonable. This is the inheritance left to him by Linus's deceased teacher.

"But why would a wandering wizard who is a senior apprentice leave a formal wizard-level legacy to his disciple?"

A hint of doubt appeared in Ronan's eyes, and then he picked up the last letter in the box that he had not read.

I don’t know what material the letter paper is made of, but it feels cold, smooth and delicate. Holding it in my hand feels like holding a thin piece of ice.

When I opened it, a light chill came towards me.

In an instant, it seemed as if Ronan was brought to an ancient and vast world of ice and snow——

Dear Soraya,
By the time you read this letter, I should be dead.

Don't feel sorry for me, my soul will follow the aurora and stay forever in the glaciers of the far north.
Please treat the person who holds the letter as your own child. Harlowen is a very good child. His talent is not outstanding, but he has a heart as pure and kind as ice crystal.

I left him [Frozen Earth], which may be the most suitable symbol for him.

No one knows the secrets hidden in it, and those who underestimate it are unaware that the legend of the Lanster family started with it.

The hearts of those people under the Frost Leader are even colder than the cold wind in the far north.

They completely forgot the glory and honor that "Ice Flame Iris" once brought them. They drove us away like an old snow wolf with degenerated claws and fangs. We were forced to leave our homes, and our tribesmen died one after another in the wind, snow and crisis.

No one can feel my anger and sadness!

So I took the "Ice Ring" away!
They will never get it or know the secret behind it!
Soraya..Soraya. My turbid tears condensed into ice crystals and fell on the letter paper. I saw Yalisi smiling and waving at me, along with our three children.
I hope you can witness the Lanster family's glory again on my behalf! 】

Ronan slowly put down the letter in his hand, with a strange light on his face.

"Ice Flame Iris... Lanster Family... Frost Leader and Ice Ring!"

This is a letter written by someone before he died, to someone named "Soraya".

No signature.

The information in the letter was huge and complicated. Ronan barely pieced together a thread from the messy words - a family declined and was expelled by the forces that once helped to create it. The last person in the family took away something extremely important.
This should be a story full of sadness and unwillingness, but unfortunately Ronan cannot empathize with them.

He picked up the magic necklace in the box and found a small incision on the chain that was covered with ice sapphires. It read: [For my most beloved, Yaerlis!]

The dark blue ice ring under the necklace was added later. The breath of the ice ring was ancient and obscure. After Ronan's mental power penetrated into it, he felt a biting chill from the soul, and barely captured an extremely complex rune that seemed to be hidden inside.

"Allis's Ice Ring Necklace"

Ronan's gaze shifted to the soul symbol called [Frozen Soil]. From the information revealed in the letter, it can be seen that this symbol is not as simple as it seems.

“..So this should be the legacy left to teacher Linus. Linus’ teacher is the one mentioned in the letter, the bearer of the letter named Harlowin.

For some unknown reason, this Harlowen did not successfully deliver the letter to the person it was supposed to be delivered to. Before he died, he left the unopened legacy to Linus, and now this legacy is in my hands again."

Ronan's eyes flickered, and he began to hesitate and make a decision.

Such a complete first-level inheritance is now in front of him.

Although ice magic was not within his consideration before, it is still much better than plant magic.

When Ronan was an apprentice, he also learned a low-level zero-level [Ice Hockey Spell]. He used it as a life spell all the way and his proficiency level quickly increased to the point of mastery.

He didn't have a strong sense of compatibility with ice magic, but he wasn't opposed to it either.

In addition to the huge secrets and opportunities that may be hidden behind this inheritance, if Ronan cannot get the metal magic inheritance he wants, between this and Laura's plant magic inheritance, he would be more inclined to switch to ice magic.

"Ice magic is also one of the mainstream spells of wizards. The visibility of the road going up is much higher than that of plant magic."

Ronan thought about it and did not make a decision immediately, but put all the things back into the box.

Before all hope for the inheritance of metal magic in the Magic Circle was completely cut off, he felt that there was no need to rush into making a decision.

Just as Ronan had put the box away and was thinking about where to go to find out the true meaning of the two words "Frost Leader" and "Ice Flame Iris", there was a knock on the door outside the room.

"Lord Luo Luonan, are you there?"

Alida's voice came from the door, and there was a bit of tension in her voice that was different from usual.

Ronan frowned slightly and tried to release his mental power to explore, but the next second he was immediately "forced" back by a huge mental power that was at least ten times stronger than his.

A very powerful wizard is at the door now!

There was a flash of deep surprise in Ronan's eyes, and countless guesses and possibilities popped up in his mind in an instant, but soon his expression calmed down, and he stood up and opened the door.

"What is it, Alida?"

Alida shrank timidly in the corner of the door like a reserved and docile sheep, pointed at a person standing next to her, and said in a low voice: "This master of the magic ring is here to see you."

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Ronan's eyes wavered slightly, and his gaze naturally fell on the uninvited guest in front of him.

This is a male wizard of medium build.

He has short black hair and ordinary looks. There are a lot of complex and exquisite silver lines on his left cheek, while there is a large and conspicuous rough silver mark on his right cheek.

He was wearing a silver robe with a conspicuous magic ring logo, and his body exuded waves of mental power and some obscure and mysterious soul aura that made Ronan feel slightly suffocated.

He was smiling at Ronan, but his metallic-like facial features revealed only a cold, refined, and condescending feeling.

"Late level one... or level two wizard?!"

Ronan made a quick judgment in his mind, but his face showed a serious and polite expression.

He saluted the man in the silver robe and asked, "What is the matter with this gentleman who is visiting me?"

"Don't be nervous. It's just some routine inquiries and inspections." The man in the silver robe smiled and spoke. The sound of his voice was like two pieces of rough metal colliding and rubbing against each other, giving people an uncomfortable feeling.

The silver-robed man naturally walked past Ronan and into the room behind him. He looked around like a master, and then looked at Ronan. "After all, you have just arrived in the Circle of Justice not long ago, right? Sir Ronan Damien."

Ronan gave Alida a look, and the latter ran away quickly as if she had been pardoned.

He closed the door gently, walked in, and nodded, "Yes."

The silver-robed man sat down on the sofa where Ronan usually sat, and said softly, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Basil."

"Lord Basil."

Ronan walked to the round table and picked up the teapot on the table. "Can I have tea? The blueberry and mint leaf fruit tea in this hotel is pretty good."

Basil smiled and did not answer. He just looked at Ronan and said, "You look very young, as if you have just been promoted.

Would you mind telling me about your life before coming to the French Ring?"

Ronan's eyes flickered, and he put down the teapot in his hand, "I am from Hoddam. Has Lord Basil heard of this place?"

"Hoddam..."

Basil showed a hint of surprise on his face, "Is it the small academy that was destroyed by the power of the Scarlet Tower?
I’ve heard about this.”

"A second-level wizard from a poor little place accidentally got a key to Nirvana. He thought good luck was about to come, but he didn't know that with a treasure that didn't match his own strength, only a devastating disaster would follow."

Basil sighed softly, and his words revealed a superficial pity from someone superior.

Ronan didn't expect that Basil had actually heard of Hoddam College, and seemed to be very clear about the current situation there. He didn't care about his disgust at Basil's high-handed attitude, and couldn't help asking: "Can you tell me in detail, Lord Basil?"

Basil glanced at him and said calmly, "There's nothing much to say. The Hoddam Academy wizard land was reduced to ashes by the scarlet power, the founder of the academy died, and the Key of Nefa was taken away by the Scarlet Tower.

Also affected by the disaster is a small dark wizard land called the Forest of Dead Whisper, oh yes."

Basil seemed to remember something and added, "I heard there is another strange story about the Forest of Dead Whisper. It is said that a first-level wizard from the Forest of Dead Whisper killed two second-level wizards from the Scarlet Tower single-handedly in a battle."

"A first-level wizard killed two second-level wizards?!"

Ronan was greatly surprised. This record could only be described as brilliant.

Somehow, the shadow of Angele subconsciously popped up in his mind, and he had an extremely strong premonition in his heart that if there really was someone in the Forest of Death who could accomplish such a feat, then that person would definitely be... Angele!
"What happened to that man afterwards?"

Ronan demanded.

"Are you talking about the first-level genius wizard in the Forest of Death?"

Basil said calmly, "Who knows? Maybe he's dead, or he was captured by the people in the Scarlet Tower. Or maybe there's no such person at all. Nine out of ten rumors are false after verification."

Ronan was lost in thought and didn't say anything, but Basil already wanted to end this brief conversation.

"Okay, this is the end of the routine questioning."

Basil stood up from the sofa and simply nodded and smiled at Ronan. "It's been a pleasure chatting with you. Sorry to bother you."

"Lord Basil!"

The silent Ronan suddenly spoke up and stopped Basil who was almost at the door of the room.

The latter turned around without any expression, his eyes were indifferent, and the silver marks on his face made the alienation and indifference he showed at this moment seem even stronger.

"Anything else? Sir Ronan."

At this moment, Ronan seemed to be brewing something in his chest.

He raised his head, looked into Basil's eyes, and said in a low voice, "I have something else I want to talk to Lord Basil about."

"Oh?"

Five minutes later, Basil, dressed in a silver robe, strolled out of the inn, with the Blueberry Inn owner and his family bidding him farewell with great trepidation.

A small and exquisite magic airship was parked outside the inn. A short man named Gu Wei was waiting beside the airship. When Basil came out, he immediately walked up to him with a strong sense of anticipation.

"How is it, sir?"

Basil shook his head grimly.

“Based on the timing we calculated, this is the most likely one.

The fact is quite the opposite.
This is just a refugee who has just been promoted to the next level and hasn’t even condensed his soul seal yet.”

"Hey"

Gu Wei sighed in disappointment when he heard this, and couldn't help but mutter, "Except for the two people who have left the Seven Ring City, the rest of the people on the list have been eliminated by us.

If this one isn’t either.”

"It could be one of the two people who are not in the Seventh Ring City now. Or it could be that the person we are looking for is not on the list of people we have screened out."

Basil didn't show any disappointment on his face. He narrowed his eyes and told Gu Wei lightly, "Keep watching. The two people who left might come back."

"clear."

Gu Wei nodded and saw that Basil had already stepped onto the airship.

"Lord Basil, where are we going next?"

"Go meet the soul seal you mentioned before. He is a Level 1 mid-level wizard from the Far West."

"Yes."

The flowing runes on the magic airship lit up, and it quickly soared into the sky like a nimble blue-striped silver fish and disappeared in an instant.

In front of the window of a room on the second floor of the Blueberry Inn, Ronan quietly watched the airship go away.

When the airship completely disappeared, he withdrew his gaze and his eyes fell on a rune stone with an icy blue luster that he was holding tightly in his hand.

"It looks like I can only choose [Frozen Earth] and switch to ice magic."

In the previous five minutes, Ronan had tried his best to show enough sincerity to the silver-robed Basil.

He hopes the other party can act as a guarantor for him.

But it was still rejected mercilessly.

To be precise, Basil didn't even bother to express his refusal to Ronan.

He just looked at Ronan quietly with a smile on his face the whole time, waited for Ronan to finish speaking, then turned around and left naturally.
From start to finish.

There was not even a single word of response left.

(End of this chapter)