Wizard Immortal

Chapter 52 Wizard

"A...Adir..."

Sitting quietly in front, looking weakly at Adir standing in the distance, Poria spoke with difficulty, appearing somewhat strained.

He saw the pale silver battle aura on Adir's body and felt its unique power. His eyes, which had been relatively calm, became complicated, clearly indicating that he was thinking about many things.

But at this point, nothing else matters anymore.

Polya sat there quietly, letting out a soft sigh, looking very haggard and pained.

Seeing him standing there like this, Adir felt a pang of emotion.

Whether in his original memory or in their previous meetings, Count Polia had always given him the impression of being extremely powerful, and had never shown such a vulnerable side to him before.

"The target's body is rapidly failing, causing permanent damage to internal organs, and is on the verge of collapse and death."

In his mind, the voice of the chip's mechanical components rang out rapidly, transmitting the physical condition of Count Poria across from him to Adir's mind.

"Is there a solution?" he asked the chip in his mind.

"The following medications are required for recovery: therapeutic-grade gene serum, secondary methylparaben, and advanced recovery drugs..."

In an instant, several solutions came to mind, but they either required a large amount of advanced drugs from his previous life or the use of high-tech medical equipment, which was simply impossible to achieve in the present world.

Upon hearing these conditions, Adir couldn't help but smile wryly, expressing his helplessness regarding Count Poria's physical condition.

"Lord Polya!!!" A loud shout came from the side.

With a series of loud footsteps, Fular and the others quickly approached. Upon seeing Count Poria's appearance, they shouted in disbelief.

The other party looked truly pitiful at this moment, like a completely different person compared to the once powerful and composed Count Poria, which shocked them.

Seeing their expressions, Adir shook his head, stood there for a moment, then drew his sword and walked out of the hall, silently guarding the door.

He had little interest in the conversation between Count Poria and Fular and the others.

For him, being able to protect Elwa and the others all the way here and see Count Poria one last time was already fulfilling his duty and repaying the other party for the care he had received.

After that, he had already made up his mind.

After protecting Elwa away from here, Adir will immediately head south, leaving the chaotic vortex of the North, to see the many kingdoms in the south.

The world is big.

In the books Adir had read before, there were many descriptions of the south. It was the most prosperous area on the continent, not only home to the most powerful nations, but also attracting many other ethnic groups from other places to trade by ship. It could be said to be the true center of the continent.

As for what Elwar thought after being rescued—whether he planned to consolidate his power to fight for control of the North or do something else—that was none of his concern.

Thinking of this, he stood silently in place until a soft call came from behind.

"Adir!"

Behind him, Fular's deep voice rang out, sounding somewhat dejected: "Lord Polya wants you to come in."

Adir was taken aback and looked around.

Beside Fulare, Elva stood quietly, her eyes red, clearly having just cried.

Seeing this, Adir shook his head inwardly, and then walked straight in through the gate without hesitation.

The familiar hall came into view, and behind him, Fular gently closed the door to prevent others from disturbing them.

"Adir, you've come." Count Poria's voice rang out from ahead. Although still weak compared to before, he could barely speak fluently.

"Lord Boria."

Looking at Count Polia in front of him, Adir bowed slightly to show his respect.

Ahead, hearing Adir's voice, Poria looked up, her expression complex as she gazed at Adir before her: "Although I have long believed in your talent and ability, I never expected you to reach this point so quickly."

He spoke in an extremely complicated tone, clearly having learned about what had happened from the accounts of Fular and the others.

Hearing Count Poria's words, Adir moved slightly, but ultimately said nothing.

"That's good. That way, even now, I can rest easy." From ahead, Poria's weak voice continued to ring out as he muttered to himself.

"Adir, come with me."

He stood up and said in a weak voice, "At this point, it's time to hand over some things to you."

After saying this, he walked to the side, his steps unsteady and slow, but his determination was unwavering.

Ahead, hearing his words, Adir was stunned. Looking at the figure in the distance, he stood still for a moment, then followed after him.

They walked a short distance and arrived at a small room.

Inside the room, Count Polia painstakingly retrieved a wooden box from a corner.

The wooden box is purple, and looks like it was carved from jade; it's very exquisite.

On the surface of the wooden box, there is a black lock with a dent.

Looking at the dent, Polya trembled as he took off a ring from his right hand and aimed it at the dent.

With a soft click, the black lock opened, revealing a black amulet inside.

"Adir, do you know the legends of the extraordinary?"

Looking at the amulet in his hand, Count Poria's eyes flashed with a hint of nostalgia as he looked at Adir and asked.

"A superhuman?"

Upon hearing this somewhat unfamiliar word, Adir was momentarily taken aback.

Before he could react, Count Poria's voice rang out again.

"In legends, there exists a kind of people in our world. They can summon wind and rain, control fire and shadow, possess supreme power, and rule over all mortals."

"These people have one common name: wizards."

Poria spoke calmly, only when she mentioned wizards did a hint of awe appear in her eyes.

"Adir, do you know why our Fakus family has been able to rule the North for nearly a hundred years, while the Kingdom of Ariel and many other northern kingdoms have dared not launch a major attack and have been tolerating this situation until now?"

Hearing this, Adir felt a sudden realization, sensing that a long-standing question was about to be answered.

This was indeed a question that Adir had been pondering for a long time.

On the surrounding map, the northern region's location is actually quite awkward.

Nominally, this territory belongs to the Kingdom of Arieu, but the northern lands are surrounded by highly aggressive kingdoms, each far stronger than the Fakus family that rules the north.

It is truly puzzling that the Fakus family was able to rule the North for nearly a century under such harsh conditions.

"Because our ancestor was an extremely powerful wizard."

Ahead, under Adir's gaze, Count Poria gave the answer, exactly as Adir had thought.

(End of this chapter)