Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 62 Preparation

After finishing his meditation, Herag went downstairs and took a hot shower, his whole body reeking of medicine.

Northern forest area.

After Herag went outside, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere was different from usual, and the wizards coming and going all had a solemn look on their faces.

He also saw that many people were already injured.

As he passed by the flea market, Herag noticed that it was much quieter.

"At this point, there should be more and more trading, and it seems that many people have already accepted quests to escape Moonglade."

Hrag has been focused on preparing for his promotion and has paid little attention to what's happening in the woods lately.

When he arrived in town, he found that there were significantly fewer people than usual.

The once bustling gathering place was now only occupied by a few people, and they all looked worried, as if they had not found a way to avoid the storm.

There are probably no more missions that allow you to venture into the woodlands now, and even if there are, they'll be snapped up immediately; there simply aren't enough missions to go around.

Seeing these sights, Herag quickened his pace, feeling he needed to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, even with Larry's help, he might not be able to get out; after all, many things are fragile in the face of the wheels of war.

"Teacher! I've been promoted successfully," Herag reported.

As usual, Larry poured him a cup of coffee, and then poured one for himself as well.

"Add your own sugar." Larry pushed the coffee away, and it floated to Herag's front.

"Your mental strength is very stable, and the quality of your magic is also very high, so I am certain that you will have no problem advancing to the second-class wizard apprentice level. This is not surprising to me."

Larry then said with a serious expression, "Now let's get down to business. You should pack your things and prepare to leave in the next couple of days. That madman Malcolm has captured a hundred pregnant women; he's probably planning some kind of evil and powerful magic."

"Moonlight Grove has raised this issue with Augustus Academy. Malcolm's actions have seriously violated the basic code of the wizarding organization of the Karag Continent, which prohibits the massacre of large numbers of ordinary people."

Herag asked, "If Malcolm really slaughtered those one hundred ordinary people, what punishment would he face?"

"Sigh, it's just some punishment in terms of benefits," Larry sighed.

That's how it is with formal wizards, especially powerful ones; the rules have become very difficult to bind them.

Ordinary people on the continent of Karag are an important source of fresh blood for major wizarding organizations. Wizards also need the means of production produced by ordinary people to make a living, so there have always been regulations that prohibit the mass slaughter of ordinary people.

Malcolm's behavior was just enough to attract the attention of various wizarding organizations, but not enough to warrant actual intervention.

This means that Malcolm will only be punished in terms of financial benefits.

Larry continued, "My guess is that when the Malcolm spell is completed, that will be the time when Moonglade and Green Hut go to war."

"So, you need to leave here as soon as possible."

Hrag nodded. "I understand, but where should I go?"

This is the question that Herag has been thinking about these past few days: the continent of Karag is so big, where would be a better place for him to go?

"I suggest you go to the Kingdom of Doris on the west coast. The government there is stable, and it's far from the major wizarding organizations, so you can get through this period more peacefully. The only downside is that potion ingredients are relatively scarce. But that's about the same everywhere else; places with abundant potion ingredients aren't far from wizarding organizations."

"And the task I'm giving you is to go to the Kingdom of Doris and find a potion ingredient called Moonstone Grass."

Larry pulled out a map and pointed to a huge country on the west coast, explaining its features.

"I remember you have a spatial ring, right? I've prepared a batch of potion-making materials for you, enough for you to use for a while. If you're missing any basic potions, you can use these materials to make them yourself and practice your skills." Larry turned and walked towards a room on the side, opening the door.

He beckoned to Herag: "Come and take a look."

Herag followed, peered closer to the door, and exclaimed, "So many!"

The room was filled with potion ingredients, neatly arranged and categorized.

"These are all basic potion ingredients, not very valuable. I sensed a potential war, so I ordered a lot of potion ingredients in advance. Now, many potion ingredients in Moonglade potion shops are on limited sale," Larry explained.

Herag nodded. If war broke out, potion ingredients would definitely be distributed and managed by the Moonglade authorities, and the amount that wizard apprentices could buy would probably not even be enough for their own use.

"Thank you, teacher!" Herag bowed deeply in gratitude. Larry described the gift as simple, but it was worth an unknown amount of magic stones, making it a very generous gift.

Larry laughed, "This is nothing. Alright, use your spatial ring to put it away. Go back and pack up. Come find me when you're ready, and I'll take you out."

He chuckled when he heard this. He was brought back by Larry, and now, to escape the war, he would be taken out by Larry again, creating a cycle.

"Teacher, I'll head back now."

Not long after leaving Larry's house, Herag suddenly ran into Bessie on the street. She seemed to be going to see Larry as well.

"Bessie?" Herag greeted her.

Bessie looked flustered, her gaze darting away from Hellagur, and she said with her head down, "Hellagur..."

"Congratulations on your promotion to third-class wizard apprentice!" Herag congratulated.

He had heard before that Bessie had successfully advanced, but he had never met her, only sent her a message on the runestone.

"Thank you." Bessie seemed preoccupied and didn't say anything more before continuing to walk away with her head down.

As Herag recalled Bessie's appearance, he felt that something was off.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly realized something was wrong: "Why is Bessie dressed so sexily?"

Bessie wore a pair of black suspender stockings, which made her even more attractive, given her already long legs.

More importantly, as Herag passed by her, he noticed that Bessie was only wearing a small XX under her robe.

Since he met Bessie, she had always dressed very conservatively, always wearing trousers, and had never dressed so sexily before.

Herag sensed there was some gossip going on, shook his head, and continued on his way, since it had nothing to do with him anyway.

After buying some items that were hard to find elsewhere, he returned home and began to count the things he needed to bring.

His spatial ring was now filled with potion materials, leaving him with few large items, so he brought along all the spell model books.

After finishing his work, Herag picked up his quill and wrote a letter to Lillian, telling her that he was leaving Moonglade for a while and that he probably wouldn't be able to contact her for a while.

"I wonder if it can still be sent out." Herag felt that the letter should still be able to be sent out. Moonglade only had access control, and people with legitimate reasons could still leave. The letters should still be in normal transmission.

(End of this chapter)