I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 186 A Life Desiring to Bloom

Under the oppression of a dark and stormy night and terrifying torture instruments, people are always prone to becoming weak.

"Sigh~ This is no good for you. Why take it so seriously? Young people, listen to my advice."

"Cut the nonsense!"

Heather swung her long whip, causing the white-bearded old man to immediately shut his mouth.

He straightened his robes with feigned composure, adjusted his thick glasses to a comfortable position, and then sighed:

"Alright, alright, I must first clarify that it's not that I'm afraid of you, but that I always keep in mind the teachings of the Lord and seek to resolve the doubts of those who are seeking knowledge."

As he spoke, the old man glanced around and straightened his back only after finding no witch.

However, due to the effects of the drug that prevented him from falling down, he blushed and quickly bent over.

"Child, come here."

Upon hearing this, the witch disguised as Talia stepped forward.

"Thank you for your help, Your Excellency Erebus. I have always held knowledge in awe."

Seeing the politeness of the person being helped, the old man nodded in satisfaction and then waved to the four professors behind him.

"What are you standing there for? Go prepare the materials!?"

The professors looked at each other, and one of them hesitated before asking:
"High Priest, should we really help them?"

Upon hearing this, Erebus's forehead veins bulged. "I told you to go, so go! What's with all this nonsense?!"

As a high priest who is well-informed and takes pride in his erudition, he naturally knows just how shady the shady potions produced by the "Good Come Again Merchant Guild" really are.

Taking a single dose will only restore a man's virility, but if multiple doses are taken together, every single one of them will have their penises explode into four pieces.

That witch is truly wicked; how could she come up with such a cruel and inhumane method!

Soon, four highly respected professors began to work, and before long, an altar filled with rational beauty began to take shape.

"Lie down and don't make a sound no matter what you see."

Erebus solemnly warned, then flicked the luminous liquid with his finger and slowly walked around the altar.

The elderly man with a white beard began to shake his head and mutter something under his breath.

Just when everyone thought the ceremony was about to begin, he suddenly took garlic, essential oil, a specially made mask, and a pure gemstone dagger from the four professors.

Then he jumped around, sweat glistening on his forehead, giving the impression that he was working very hard.

Finally, after a full five minutes, the witch, who had not sensed anything amiss, opened her eyes and asked:
"Vice Dean Erebus, is the communication ceremony really that complicated?"

"Uh, no."

For some reason, looking at the head covered by a sack, the vice dean's hands subconsciously manipulated him into telling the truth.

"Then why do this?"

"Uh, well, this way, it makes me look professional and like I've put in the effort."

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Elena's eyelids twitched violently, and she began to wonder if the former dean of the Enlightenment Academy had been driven away by this group of people.

As her thoughts raced, she turned her head and winked at Heather beside her.

Snapped--

The sound of the whip slicing through the air was deafening. The entire soft whip, like a long snake, instantly coiled around Erebus and resolutely crawled towards the lower rear of his body.

The elderly man with the white beard was startled and quickly raised his arms, crossing them above his head, and solemnly said:
"Guide to eternal wisdom, light of dawn breaking through the long night of ignorance," "Please ignite my spirit with your clear flame."
"Let the ice of dullness melt into a gushing spring."

"The false light that does not seek shortcuts"

"Not afraid of the perils of seeking knowledge,"

"Because you are the first crack in the door of inquiry."
"It is also the dawn when all things awaken and sing together."

Accompanied by the high priest's rhythmic prayers, the surrounding magic vibrated, and spirituality seemed to take over at this moment.

In that brief moment, Elena felt a strange sensation welling up inside her.

This strange feeling, like a sudden flash of inspiration, a mind so clear it was absolutely rational, as if all the world's problems were incredibly simple, and that my intelligence was unparalleled, lasted only a second.

The absolute low temperature spread relentlessly, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

At that moment, Elena suddenly opened her eyes wide, with azure flames burning at the corners of her eyes.

From the absolute perspective of the "false monarch" examining past history, she vaguely saw a withered, nearly ten-meter-tall, enormous corpse above the minds of all living beings.

The corpse appeared to have been dead for many years; its remaining body was incomplete and connected by countless black lines, making it look exceptionally eerie.

Suddenly, another scene from history flashed by, this time behind the shriveled corpse.

A small sapling suddenly came into view. Its branches and leaves were lush and green, and its roots were extremely developed, covering the entire back of the corpse and even burrowing into the flesh.

The sapling seemed to possess an eerie vitality, with countless embryos and endless fruits sprouting from its crown, completely symbiotic with the enormous corpse.

pat-

The fruit and the swollen, pus-filled embryo fell to the ground, accompanied by a piercing, horrifying cry like that of a baby.

Elena's eyelids twitched, and blood gushed from the corners of her eyes, nostrils, and ear canals.

Her mind was racing, her thoughts running wildly, and she felt an excruciating pain in her abdomen, as if a sapling was about to sprout from her belly.

"grass!"

The witch cried out in pain, instinctively forcibly driving the "false king".

Why weren't you prepared to spy on the gods?
History was rewritten, and the ritual to "enlighten the gods" was unsuccessful.

The relentless flow of time has destroyed everything that is now, turning it into nothingness.

Yet, amidst this illusion, a vibrant green branch sprouted forth, growing with unwavering determination, even though the very basis for its existence had vanished.
Conceptually, everything vanishes into nothingness, yet it continues to spread and grow, as if there were no concept of "death" or "disappearance" at all.

Elena watched calmly and indifferently, then once again used the false monarch to alter the direction and process of the sapling's growth and spread.

Finally, everything disappeared, and her perspective returned to reality.

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Hainletburg.

Ron slung his sword over the city wall and looked down, feeling the cool breeze on his face, which calmed his anxious heart a little.

As someone suffering from a fear of insufficient firepower, he vehemently disliked this feeling of instability.

But what could Ron do now that things had come to this?

You can't really go and sell your body to a prostitute, can you?

"Yes, we can't rely on others for everything!"

The boy muttered to himself, feeling a heavy weight on his shoulders, as if the future of the entire Kingdom of Oran and the expectations of its people were all pressing down on him.

If the princess dies, she will not be able to get the 50,000 gold lions that the Hailley brothers left for her!
(End of this chapter)