After Flo appeared, he looked Aaron over with a meaningful gaze. Seeing Aaron's anxious expression, he immediately understood his purpose. "It seems you already know what you're going to do."

"Ancestor, only you can help me now."

“I can’t help you.” Flo shook his head. “Even the God of Magic might not be able to cross the barrier between two worlds, and I am just a memory now, so there’s nothing I can do to help you.”

“That’s not what I meant. What I wanted to ask was if there was a way to avoid going?” Aaron asked somewhat nervously. “I know this question goes against the family tradition to some extent.”

"Then why are you asking?" Flo said irritably. "Do you know how rare this opportunity is? If a Saint Magister has this chance, the probability of breaking through to the God of Magic will increase by at least 20%."

“But what if I mess this up? Vico and the others will have to clean up my mess.” Aaron’s momentum faltered after he finished speaking, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. “Why should they?”

“I understand,” Flo clapped. “I was just as indignant as you were, but I didn’t think too much about it because I was still very confident in myself.”

"Stop with the nonsense, just tell me if there's a method or not."

When I asked Vico, he hesitated for a few seconds, which meant there must be a way.

"Maybe it really doesn't exist?"

Upon hearing this, Aaron looked at Flo seriously and hugged his leg without saying a word.

"Here we go again, when will you ever stop?"

"I don't care," Aaron said, tears streaming down his face. "I'm responsible for my own actions, and I can bear any consequences, but I don't want to drag them down with me."

"Let go," Flo said with a look of disgust. "Your snot is on my clothes."

"I'll let go if you help me."

"Let go and I'll tell you."

"Oh!"

Aaron decisively let go, then straightened his clothes and looked at him respectfully like a student eager for knowledge.

"You must have received special training in changing your expression like that!"

"No, it's purely a matter of practice," Aren said confidently.

“If you don’t want to go, there are three ways.” Flo held up three fingers. “The first is to become the clan chief, but you can’t think about that for now. You have to be an adult to inherit the position of clan chief.”

Aaron nodded regretfully. "Next."

"Your strength has reached the level of a god of magic." Flo looked at Aaron with amusement. "Do you think you can reach that level before you come of age?"

"I can't do it." Aaron gritted his teeth. "What's the third way?"

“The third one is the simplest, the most reliable, and the one that can be done in a short time,” Flo said casually, giving Aaron a thunderbolt-like answer under his expectant gaze: “Have a baby.”

puff!

Aaron nearly coughed up blood. "Are you kidding me?"

“This is no joke,” Flo said seriously. “Besides duty, the Gaius family values ​​bloodline the most.”

As long as your bloodline meets the requirements, he will automatically take your place.

"Let me catch my breath," Aaron said, clutching his head. "The bloodline...it still needs to meet the requirements..."

Wait, something's not right!

If we follow this method, it will be another vicious cycle, and I'm only thirteen years old, not that much of a beast.

Even if I were to become truly depraved, it wouldn't do; I have to fulfill my mission before the child is even born.

“So you can’t escape it.” Flo patted Aaron on the shoulder with some sympathy. “Just accept it! That’s fate.”

“Ancestor, you really know how to make fun of me.” Aaron rolled his eyes. “Is this funny?”

"interesting.

There's no need to be so pessimistic. The succession rate among successors throughout history is less than one in ten, and at least half of those one in ten are those who sacrificed themselves voluntarily.

"You are our prized student; you will definitely return safely."

"Fine, if we can't avoid it, we can't avoid it!" Aaron lowered his head and chose to settle for second best. "But if I accidentally die, is there any way to prevent Vico and the others from interfering?"

"Yes, that's true, but are you really that insecure about yourself?"

Aaron remained silent. He was confident, but faced with the unknown, he lacked a certain degree of assurance.

“Alright! I’ll let it slide for your filial piety,” Flo said calmly. “The first option is suicide, whether before or after you die. It’s the fastest and most effective way.”

"The second one is the obvious choice," Aaron said immediately. Suicide was out of the question; he hadn't lived enough yet!

"The second is having overwhelming strength; as long as you're strong enough, you can ignore the rules."

Aaron chuckled, "How strong does it have to be?"

"At the very least, he must be the god of magic."

"That can also be ruled out. If I were that capable, I wouldn't have come to ask you."

Is there a third method?

“That… is also true.” Flo stroked his chin and said solemnly, “For example, Wicht, he used the third method.”

"Did Ancestor Wicht really die in another world?" Aaron said in disbelief. "I always thought he died of old age."

“No, he’s one of the few who brought this upon himself,” Flo said with a sigh. “The world he went to was a war-torn place, with all the races fighting each other.”

Logically speaking, as long as he develops his strength cautiously and does what he can when the war ends, leaving Gaius's mark in that world, he can return safely.

But he refused. The day after he arrived in that world, he joined the army and went to the battlefield as a human.

"And then he was killed?" Aaron said. "Isn't that a bit too hasty?"

"Uh...you're really underestimating your ancestors!"

He arrived as a Saint-level Archmage, and with his mastery of offensive magic, he single-handedly slaughtered forty-three races and defeated over one hundred and twenty alien races.

"Hiss!" Aaron gasped. "This is a bit too exaggerated. I personally think that Ancestor Wicht was quite benevolent."

"Hmph! If you went there, you probably wouldn't be much better off than him."

The family history records that in that world, humans faced extraordinary hardship, held extremely low status, and their living space was compressed to an appalling degree.

Upon hearing this, Aaron nearly lost his balance and collapsed onto the floor.

He hasn't even set off yet, why is he scaring people like this? This is a recipe for disaster!

Seeing Aaron's absent-minded look, Flo pursed his lips and said, "Don't worry, it's relatively safe the first time you go. You won't encounter any bad luck like this."

"The first time?" Aaron quickly grasped the key point. "How many times do I have to go?"

"After returning, it will be a two- to three-year cycle, which is a rather humane arrangement."

Of course, you could also choose to stay in another world for a longer period, improving your skills for decades or even centuries before returning.

Aaron closed his eyes in anguish.

It takes two to three years to complete a cycle, so you can say that once you've rested and recuperated, it's time to set off again.

As for staying in other worlds, that's even more impossible. The ratio of time flow is too great, and by the time he returns, his mindset will probably be quite weathered!

He has the face of a teenager, but the heart of someone older than Albus Dumbledore; just thinking about it terrifies him.

"Let's talk about what happens next!"

"After that, he naturally ran into a tough opponent. Seven beings comparable to the peak of Saint Mages joined forces to besiege him, forcing him to risk his life. In the end, he managed to exchange one life for seven, which was quite remarkable."

If you're lucky enough to go to that world, you'll be born a king, and even the king will have to treat you with respect.

Because Vicht Gaius held a position there akin to that of God, his statue has always stood at the center of the world, revered by all.

Aaron didn't know what to say. "Does everyone in our family like playing the savior so much?"

"Who knows! It's also possible that they're just bored and have nothing better to do."

"So what exactly is the third method?"

"I've already said all this, you still can't guess, can you?" Flo said with a half-smile.

Aaron paused for a moment, a bitter smile appearing on his lips. "It's not about becoming a savior, is it?"

“More or less.” Flo nodded affirmatively. “Vicht changed the human living environment and created a new order. According to the clan rules, he has the right to decide what happens to him after he dies.”

"That's absolutely brilliant," Aaron said with a bitter smile. "Our ancestors set this rule, which has practically put us in their grip."

"It's good to know. You have to find a balance in this kind of experience. Try to do something meaningful while ensuring your own survival."

It must be admitted that our ancestors were truly farsighted and wise, greatly preventing the possibility of their heirs becoming lazy and complacent.

Aaron: ......

I feel like I've been subtly insulted.

“I roughly understand what I should do.” Aaron slowly stood up. “Ancestor Flo, I know so much now, do you have any other suggestions for me?”

For example, what props should I bring? What are the things I can't do?

"You still want to bring props?" Flo had to pour cold water on Aaron's enthusiasm. "According to the clan rules, each heir can only bring some travel expenses when they set off for the first time, and it cannot exceed ten gold coins."

In addition, nothing that might be helpful should be brought.

After all, it's a journey of experience, not a chance to enjoy life.

"Damn it!" Aaron couldn't help but swear. "We can't even bring wands anymore?!"

"You can already cast spells without a staff, why would you care about this?"

“How can I not care?” Aaron said righteously. “If we run out of money, selling the wand will at least help us get by for a while longer.”

Flo: ......

"You are so smart."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Aaron pretended not to notice the sarcasm in the words and accepted his ancestor's praise without hesitation.

Flo raised an eyebrow. "I'll inform Vico later to change the limit from no more than ten gold coins to no more than ten gold coins in total value."

"what!"

Aaron was dumbfounded, feeling like he had shot himself in the foot.

"Haha, just kidding, I wouldn't be so stingy as to haggle over a little bit of travel expenses."

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