Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 63 Departure

The next day, Herag arrived at Larry's house.

He was dressed in light armor and had a long sword at his waist, making him look nothing like a wizard.

He bought this light armor from the flea market for seven magic stones. It was harder than regular armor and was enchanted with some reinforcement spells, giving it some protection against magic.

Herag planned to act as a knight after he went out, as wearing a wizard's robe would be too conspicuous in the world of ordinary people.

"Ready?" Larry asked.

"Hmm." Herag nodded gently.

"Come with me." Larry led Herag upstairs.

Herag had only been to the fourth floor before, and had never been to the floors above that, so he didn't know what was up there.

He followed Larry uphill, and Herag silently counted in his mind. When they reached the eleventh floor, they stopped.

This floor is like a reception room, with a spacious area and sofas placed everywhere.

There was a fireplace at the very back, and next to it was a wall of firewood, neatly stacked.

"Why did I come here after leaving Moonglade?" Herag was a little confused. Why would he come upstairs after leaving Moonglade?

Larry smiled and explained, "Do you want to go out the way to the east or south? I won't stop you if you want to, just be prepared for battle when you get out."

"It seems the situation is more serious than I thought." Hrag's expression was grave; he understood Larry's meaning.

The outskirts of Moonglade are no longer safe; venturing out could lead to encounters with the people from Green Hut.

"So, we need to find a safer way out, and that's the Filo network," Larry said, walking to the fireplace.

"FluNet?" This was the first time Helag had ever heard of this term.

Larry explained, "It's normal that you don't know, because there are only three fireplaces in Moonglade that are connected to the Floo Network."

"The so-called Floo Network is where the fireplace in many wizards' homes is connected to the Floo Network. By using Floo Powder and saying the name of the place you want to go, you can reach that place."

Herag pondered, "Wouldn't that be very dangerous?"

He imagined himself sitting at home when someone suddenly burst out from behind the fireplace.

"So, any wizard who dares to connect to the Floo Network must have some skill. If you ever find that your Floo Network has gone to the wrong place, be careful. My Floo Network is registered in Moonglade, and this Floo Network trip has been communicated to the glade in advance and has been approved." Larry took a wooden box from above the fireplace.

When he opened the box, he found a box of green powder inside.

"The method is to grab a handful of Floo Powder, stand inside the fireplace, say the name of the place you want to go, and then throw the Floo Powder down. The place you want to go is called Violet Cottage, which is a long-abandoned wooden house located in the southern Kingdom of Konakani, in a forest."

"Once you get there, head south for two days and you'll reach the City of Violet. Then head west and you'll reach the Kingdom of Doris," Larry explained the route he had planned for Herag.

"It's simple, go ahead." Larry patted Herag on the shoulder, gesturing for him to go over to the fireplace.

Herag stood in the fireplace, checking to see if he had forgotten anything.

Larry held out the Floo Powder box to him, and Hrag grabbed a handful of Floo Powder in his hand. It felt no different from ordinary sand.

"Remember, it's Violet Cottage," Larry emphasized finally.

Hrag nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "The Violet Cottage!"

He then threw the Floo Powder down, and a burst of green flames instantly appeared, enveloping Hrag's body. In the blink of an eye, Hrag disappeared from the spot.

Herag felt a sudden darkness engulf him, then his head and feet seemed to be upside down, and he felt as if he were being continuously transported downwards through a black pipe. After a while, a white opening appeared in front of him.

Boom!

Herag felt himself crash into a pile of debris, making a loud rumbling sound and the sound of wooden frames falling to the ground.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a dilapidated wooden hut, with broken sofas, chairs, scraps of wood, and other debris piled on the floor.

There was a lot of dust inside the room, which seemed to be caused by his earlier collision.

He glanced behind him and saw a large fireplace, which looked like where he had come from.

Cough...cough...

The heavy dust made Hrag cough incessantly.

"Dark Energy Shield!"

Herag first cast a shield on himself, then squeezed through the debris, creating a path.

Since there's a shield protecting you, you don't need to worry about getting scratched.

After squeezing out, Herag found himself on the first floor of the cabin. The staircase leading from the first floor to the second floor was rotten and broken, with many steps broken.

He glanced around, located the door, and tried to turn it. He accidentally twisted the handle off, and Hrag was speechless: "How long has this house been uninhabited?"

He tried to push the door, but found it wouldn't budge. He then noticed that the lock was rusted shut.

boom!

Herag kicked open the door, sending up another cloud of dust.

He ran out as if fleeing, only to find his face was icy cold. Looking up at the sky, he saw dark clouds and a light rain.

Looking around, all that could be seen was an endless wilderness.

This violet cottage is at the heart of the entire wilderness, which is surrounded by forests.

Herag took out a map and checked the direction, confirming that it was the place Larry had mentioned.

"The position of the stars..."

After sensing the position of the stars, Hellagur found his way south and began his journey.

According to Larry, it would take him two days to walk out of there, so he had to hurry.

It took ten minutes to cross the wilderness and enter the forest.

As he walked through the forest, water droplets fell intermittently, and Herag quickly became quite wet. Using magic to block the rain was too extravagant, and now, walking in an unfamiliar forest, he dared not waste his magic carelessly.

Every so often, Helag would take out a map to mark his location and adjust his direction and route.

"We should find a place to camp." Herag glanced at the sky; it was almost dusk.

He found a sheltered spot at the foot of a mountain, where dense trees shielded him from most of the rain.

Herag took out a set of tents from his spatial ring, threw them on the ground and the tents stood up. All that was left was to manually fix a few corners.

"It's been a long time since I've hunted." Herag could sense many animal tracks in the forest, all of them common animals.

He took out a fine steel bow, which he hadn't used in a long time, but he had kept it and never expected it would come in handy now.

(End of this chapter)