Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 474 Resoluteness and Determination

A wonderful night of experimentation, followed by some delicious food—this is a rewarding journey of encountering one wonderful thing after another.

Luger ate heartily, trying to stifle his rumbling stomach.

As the second food judge present besides the rabbit Tuzel, he naturally gave unanimous praise. Interestingly, the two kobolds had convinced the usually serious mouse to accept their food rating system, which rated food as delicious, very delicious, and extremely delicious. The rabbit expressed his helplessness and pointed out that it was a stupid rating system, and talked on and on about it, but in the end he still accepted it.

When Ruger tastes food, he can even tell who made it before it enters his mouth. For example, larger portions are made by Aiskin and Big Fool, while smaller and more delicate portions are made by Serious Mouse.

Serious Mouse was also eating nearby, savoring the food made by Aiskin and Big Fool, smiling with his eyes narrowed into slits and his whiskers twitching.

Only Tuzel loved to chatter on and on, even commenting on a dish and its cooking methods from a spiritual perspective. Only the earnest rat could shut him up. The unassuming big rat also enjoyed eating things that were full of spirituality.

"Hey bro, leave me a little, this is the last one on the plate..."

Tuzel, ignoring the nagging, hurriedly put the food onto his own plate.

The earnest mouse once again showed an apologetic expression, and after finishing its meal, it went on to start a new round of attempts, already looking completely absorbed in the experience.

Ruger smiled as he watched them, considering adding a few more things.

For example, new kitchen utensils of various types, and materials for building a hotel, so that the earnest mouse can own a hotel. But his promise, when he was on the island before, he only knocked down a few trees and collected some soil when he passed by. That is far from enough.

As he progressed to become a full wizard, he was able to store larger items in his bedroom space.

The mysterious leaf that the earnest mouse had given him earlier further strengthened his connection with the bedroom space. The stable and solid space also represented a greater degree of control.

The night passed noisily, and Tuzel made no indication that he intended to leave.

He had been holding back his words for so many years, enough for him to ramble on for days and nights, and the other three simple-minded guys were simply his best audience.

People who have been holding back for a long time will probably fall into two categories: one is someone who wants to talk to someone every moment, and can't even stop talking to themselves; the other is someone who becomes taciturn and prefers to quietly immerse themselves in their own world.

After enjoying a rest, Ruger left the space.

As they left, the mole-like creatures led by Mole Number One joined Tuzel's audience.

Ruger stretched by the bed.

In the days without the Light Stone, it is no longer possible to simply judge the time from the scenery outside the window. Although the Light Stone, which is Tianzhu Mountain, can theoretically be restored, as long as it is not completely destroyed, it will eventually light up again. However, that is a long process, and ordinary people may never see the day when it lights up again in their lifetime.

Speaking of Tianzhu Mountain, Ruger recalled that Leiden and Vito had once mentioned that there would be a wizard city on such a huge mountain.

That would probably be in a more distant sea area.

Because when that sorcerer god chose this place, he must have taken this into consideration. Only small Tianzhu Mountains are available, making it convenient for him to take action.

After all, in that final roar from the Three Flame Divine Palace, his choice of path was secretly influenced by the other party. The years of struggle, with its wins and losses, had all been manipulating him, demonstrating the thoroughness of his preparation and the firmness of his resolve. Luger could still recall that final flame.

He didn't quite understand at first.

Looking back on the past few days, he thinks that perhaps it can be viewed from a different perspective. The two of them were able to become true friends because they must have had many differences, but they also had a common essence. The most obvious and easily recognized essence of a wizard, or rather, from the time of a wizard's apprenticeship, is the pursuit of the wizard's path, and because of that desire, the style of behavior in the pursuit and the strenuous pursuit along the way.

The resolute and unwavering determination shown by the Wizard God serves as a backdrop to paint a portrait of the Lord of the Three Flames Divine Palace in my mind.

The final gift wasn't simply about seeing the other party succeed; it also included the desire to see a nine-ring wizard emerge from the path of faith in wizardry. This would demonstrate that their lifelong efforts were feasible, even if their approaches differed. They also wanted to see whether this wizard god's wondrous and daring attempt could create a miracle.

Ruger blinked.

Thinking about the Wizard God's style of doing things, a bold conjecture suddenly came to mind. Perhaps the old friend's final gift was also within the Wizard God's expectations. The old friend was also an enemy he had fought for for countless years. The Wizard God Inome wove a net that the old friend could not escape. The old friend did not die at his hands at that time, but the ending was already determined because he understood him. Perhaps the final silent gift was the answer. The old friend also knew that Inome had taken his nature into account, but his desire and pursuit still wanted to see that moment, even if he would die after seeing it.

Looking out at the darkness, Luger saw that silent gift as perhaps a compromise by the Lord of the Three Flames Palace with his own destiny. If he himself had any hope of reaching the ninth ring, he probably wouldn't have made such a gift.

The wizard god Inom had taken his old friend's talent, character, and aspirations into account in his plan.

It is estimated that at some point in his life he realized his talent, and finally chose this path, and began to prepare for it, devoting his life's energy to it step by step.

Their ability to become high-level wizards and possess their own wizarding forces indicates that they are exceptionally talented, one in a million, and geniuses envied by countless people.

When people like them see their limits because of something or for various reasons, that moment must be incredibly cruel. The rationality of wizards does not allow them to deceive themselves; they can only endure excruciating pain. When they are desperate, they turn to change and yearn for miracles, and miracles often favor the bold.

dong dong!

Just as Ruger was about to leave the room, there was a knock on the door.

He opened the door and saw a large man standing calmly outside.

“Lord Ruger, I would like to ask you to accompany me to a place. After much thought, I believe that apart from Wizard Zorn, you are the most suitable,” Mahama said frankly. “You might even be more suitable than him, and I cannot afford his price.”

Ruger resisted the urge to roll his eyes and looked at the big guy outside the door with some confusion until the big guy stretched out his hands, one of which was holding a genuine spellbook from the Temple of Knowledge.

“This is a specially made Return Stone, just right for a first-circle wizard. It’s a guarantee of safety. I can’t get my hands on one that Lord Zorn can use safely,” the big guy said, looking intently at Ruger. “Also, I think you’ll like this one too, a first-circle spell.”

Ruger withdrew his gaze from the objects he was examining and looked at the towering Mahama.

“So generous Lord Mahama, would you mind briefly stating your request?” Ruge asked.

“I hope you can accompany me to the Abyss. Demon hunters who explore the Abyss can also receive some timely rewards. We can apply to Lord Zorn, but that’s just a side benefit. The real purpose is to help me complete my promotion,” Mahama said.

Ruger raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. Something was very wrong with this big guy. He must have been stimulated by something. Perhaps it was the grand gesture of the Wizard God that startled him, perhaps it was the resolute decision of the Wizard Gillian, or something else that influenced him. In any case, this was definitely not the choice that the other teacher had prepared for him.

(End of this chapter)