Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 14 Pocket Watch

"A wizard's apprentice... This proves that wizards are not just legends, but real beings."

A longing arose in Hrag's heart; he wanted to become a wizard.

"Deep Blue, let's temporarily name the unknown radiant energy Magic."

"Naming complete."

Based on the message in the pocket watch, Herag deduced that this unknown radiant energy was magic.

What puzzled him was why, despite never having studied anything related to wizardry, his body could absorb and store magical energy.

"Deep Blue, how much magic power can I still store in my body?"

"Storage full".

"Taking the current magic power as 100%, add magic power as an item to the individual's physical data."

"Hrag Merlin: Strength 2.0, Agility 1.6, Constitution 2.2, Spirit 2.5, Magic Power 100%."

Herag was eager to try the Healing Touch enchantment on the pocket watch, but he was unsure how much magic power it would consume or whether he had enough.

Another problem is that he doesn't have any other source of magic for the time being.

He knew that the magic power in his body was dwindling with each use, and he didn't think he could get another enchanted item like the pocket watch anytime soon, so he should conserve his magic power.

"Nicholas Carlos Camby..." Herag silently memorized the name.

He didn't know why the wizard's pocket watch was in this place, and had been there for at least forty years, since the disappearance of the guards had started forty years ago.

Judging from Nicholas's original intention, the pocket watch should not have had that face attached to it.

From Hrag's perspective, the human face seemed to reside in the pocket watch and gain supernatural powers through it, which led to the subsequent events.

"I just heard that scream again, coming from the bottom of the lake. I thought something had happened to you," Emil said.

Herag held up his pocket watch and shook it a few times. "That scream didn't work on me, which is why I dared to go down. It seems like the filth up there is gone."

"This is definitely a treasure; its intrinsic value alone is extraordinary. You must keep it safe," Emil exclaimed.

"This thing probably holds many secrets." Herag hung the pocket watch around his neck and then tucked it into his clothes.

The two men gathered up the bones on the ground. Since they were scattered all over the place, it was impossible to tell which bone belonged to whom, so they simply buried the bones and armor together.

These five guards, who had been missing for many years, finally found a place to rest in peace.

By the time we finished all that, it was sunrise. The sun peeked out from behind the snow-capped mountains, and its rays instantly pierced the darkness of the pumpkin farm, dispelling all the gloom.

When Herag returned to the farm, he saw Massimo standing at the door, holding a broken lock, cursing, "You two damn brats! I gave you the key!"

Emil could only bow his head and apologize, while Massimo kept muttering to himself.

"I didn't expect you guys to come back. Those people used to disappear in the middle of the night and then vanish." Massimo looked at the two of them with a strange expression after he finished cursing.

"We have found the five missing guards," Herag said as he approached.

"Found it?" Massimo was surprised.

"They're in the lake to the north. We've already buried them in the woods by the lake," Emil said.

Massimo looked wistful, as if recalling something: "It's good that we found it, it's good that we found it."

……

More than half a month has passed, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the entire pumpkin farm is covered in snow.

As far as the eye can see, everything is covered in silver.

Herag walked through the snow-covered forest, carrying a wild rabbit in his hand.

Few animals come out to play in winter, making hunting difficult.

Emil has been in a bad mood these past few days, often locking himself in his room for the entire day.

Herag knew the reason: Melissa's wedding date was fast approaching.

It's always frustrating when people who love each other can't be together.

Herag was glad he didn't have these worries; all he wanted to do now was to find a way to contact the wizard once he returned to the castle.

Since I can absorb and store magic power, it means that I have the aptitude to be a wizard.

Emil has no information about wizards, so he'll have to go back and ask Baron Buck.

As Herag was thinking about these things, he suddenly heard a noise in the distance. He stopped and listened carefully.

"The sound of horses' hooves; there are quite a few people."

He immediately became alert; the sound was coming from the west, and the west was the territory of Beihad.

Herag climbed to a high point and looked into the distance, where he saw a group of fully armed men riding horses at high speed along the mountain path at the foot of the distant mountains.

This group is coming in a fierce manner, and it looks like they will soon pass through the pumpkin farm, then cross the Emerald Mountains and head towards the castle.

And a few days later was Melissa's wedding day...

After confirming the situation, he immediately returned to the farm to inform Emil, who now only had him and Emil capable of fighting on the pumpkin farm.

On the farm, Emil and Hrag were fully armed.

"I originally thought Berhad had given up, but their invasion at this point in time suggests things aren't that simple," Emil said in a deep voice.

Herag, carrying six bags of arrows, said, "Let's go. They probably didn't expect anyone to be stationed at the pumpkin farm. Let's take care of this group first, then leave one alive to ask them what happened."

"Go!" Emil mounted his horse, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

He was already in a bad mood, and now this group seemed to be targeting Melissa, which made him even angrier.

Hrag and Emil quickly reached the western mountain pass, which was the only road.

They occupied the high ground and attacked from above.

Herag drew his steel bow, ready to fire.

He has returned old Henry's longbow, which is now hanging on the wall as before.

However, he is the one maintaining the longbow now, because old Henry is bedridden and unable to move.

This steel bow requires considerable strength to draw, and its lethality and range are unmatched by wooden bows.

"A total of fourteen people, fully equipped, led by a knight-level expert whose armor bears the Simon family crest," Herag said, assessing the enemy's situation.

When armed forces from one territory enter another territory fully armed, no questions are needed, as this constitutes a declaration of war.

When the group came within range, Helag did not rush to fire his arrows, but let them come a little closer to prevent them from escaping.

Seeing that it was about time, Herag fired the first arrow.

The arrow made a sharp whistling sound as it pierced the air at great speed, piercing a man's throat directly. Even after passing through, its speed did not decrease, and the arrow, dripping with blood, embedded itself deeply in the tree.

"There's an ambush!" The group didn't panic; they immediately dismounted and sought cover.

Hellagur continued to draw his steel bow to its full extent. With the support of the deep blue, hiding was useless to him. As long as the opponent was not in a blind spot, he could launch an attack.

(End of this chapter)