Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Chapter 197 An Unexpected Person

When Jerry Pedabus recalled the words spoken by the white-haired old man who stood before him with his hands behind his back, and then saw the golden book now before him, with its dazzling words, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Lord Latour, is this the 'fate' you told me about back then?"

The man seemed to be muttering to himself, his gaze fixed on the names in the book with a complex expression.

Ron didn't speak; he and the old man beside him quietly watched the middle-aged man standing in front of them.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became somewhat eerie.

None of the three spoke; Ron and the old man dared not, and the man was unwilling.

Time passed by, and this strange sight should have attracted the attention of those around them, but everyone present seemed oblivious to what was happening. As they walked past, no one even glanced in their direction.

Seeing this scene, I was immediately reminded of the methods that Ms. Laura had used back then.

The abilities used by the person in front of him seemed somewhat similar, and he secretly wondered if the two had some special relationship.

Just as he was thinking about whether to take advantage of this relationship to build a closer friendship, he saw that the man in front of him had turned around, and his own reflection was seen in the man's deep eyes.

Ron's heart tightened immediately. He didn't know why the guy in front of him was looking at him like that, but he knew that such a gaze made him inexplicably nervous.

"Is Mr. Latour your teacher?"

The words were brief, but the tone carried an undeniable decisiveness. The other person's eyes were extremely deep, like a calm, deep pool, making it impossible to see what was hidden within.

As Ron listened to the other person's words, his nervousness intensified, but he knew he couldn't show weakness at this moment. So he took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and answered the other person's question: "Yes, sir."

Upon hearing Ron's reply, Jerry Petabuson immediately lost interest in continuing the conversation with the little guy in front of him. After all, as a second-circle wizard of the Red Moon Tower, if he were to bully a mere mid-level wizard apprentice because of what happened back then, people might talk about him behind his back.

Moreover, judging from this kid's appearance, he really seems to know nothing about what happened back then.

What reason do I have to blame a young person who knows nothing about this?

Thinking about all this, Jerry Pedabus, who was initially a little angry, has now completely calmed down. Looking at the boy in front of him, he seems to see his own younger self in him, except that this guy is much "luckier" than he was back then.

At least he was taken in as a student by that gentleman, while I was not so lucky.

Now that the matter is over, he doesn't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, he's already come to that point, so there's no need to dwell on that little thing from back then, or even transfer that incomprehension and anger onto a child.

"Little one, cherish Mr. Latour's teachings. He is one of the few good teachers in the academy."

After saying these words, Jerry Pedabus vanished from their sight in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

Ron kept replaying the middle-aged man's words in his mind, not quite understanding what the guy meant. Meanwhile, the old man behind the counter breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his boss had already left, and slumped into the seat behind him.

"Little fellow, you're much braver than I imagined. But then again, without such courage, you probably wouldn't have been accepted as a disciple by such a great being as Latour. Sometimes I really envy you young people. You haven't seen much or experienced much, yet you always have a heart that soars to the heavens. An old fellow like me can't do that. I was so frightened in front of that great man, haha~"

While Ron was still thinking about these things, the old man, who had recovered his senses, couldn't help but tell the young man in front of him what he had been thinking. At the same time, he was also trying to calm himself down, afraid that he might accidentally pass away.

Ron simply smiled slightly, glanced at the old man lying on the chair, panting heavily, and said nothing.

He felt that it was best not to express any opinion at this time, so as not to needlessly annoy others.

However, he did not laugh at the old man's disheveled appearance.

Because in his eyes, there was a different scene. That pale blue panel allowed the young man to clearly understand the immense power that the middle-aged man had just possessed, which was also the main reason why the old man showed such an attitude when facing the other party:

A leap from a higher level of life is enough to make all living beings uneasy in the presence of beings at a higher level than themselves.

【Jeri Pedabus Fas Ronald】

Age: 341/897

[Attributes: Constitution 69.53, Spirit 89.63]

[Strength: Second Ring Wizard]

[Pollution Level: Physical 62%, Mental 81.86/89.63]

[Comment: Great wizards never need external help, but wise wizards do. So-called useful and useless uses all rely on external forces to demonstrate their power. However, when fate's mockery strikes, even the greatest beings can fall into inescapable bewilderment for the same reason.]

[The following measures are recommended to reduce mental pollution.]

Option 1: Pursuing destiny will only become an obstacle on the path of a wizard. The day you break the curse of destiny will be the beginning of your true declaration of war against this world; Option 2: ...

Ron stared at the information on the panel in front of him and fell into deep thought.

What exactly is fate? Why does it always seem to influence everyone around us, including ourselves?

He didn't understand why he kept seeing things related to fate. Perhaps it was just a coincidence or a trick of fate?

Just as he was pondering these thoughts, the old man who had been sitting behind the counter noticed his confusion. He couldn't help but introduce the middle-aged man to him: "Young man, don't overthink it. This is Mr. Pedabus, the head of our office, and also a renowned second-circle archmage of the academy. To be honest, old man, I've only seen him a few times in all these years. Today is the first time I've seen him so closely in private. I must tell Old Joe and the others about it when I get back—"

As the old man spoke, he gradually veered off-topic, but Ron didn't seem impatient at all. Instead, he smiled at the old man and listened quietly to what he was saying.