Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 87 Questioning

Herag mounted his horse, and Robert quickly followed suit, also getting on his own.

Herag glanced back at the narrow canyon, where dense bushes still grew.

He turned to Robert and asked, "Robert, look over there."

Robert followed his gaze to the narrow canyon, and after seeing the scene clearly, he exclaimed in surprise, "What's going on here? It wasn't like this when we came here."

He looked like he'd seen a ghost, completely baffled as to how things could have changed so drastically overnight.

"It seems it's not just my problem." Herag had initially doubted whether he was the only one who saw it this way, but now it seems that this place has undergone a significant change.

"Let's go."

Hera pulled on the reins and gave the horse a light kick to the belly, and the horse began to gallop along the road.

He didn't understand the situation in the valley town either, only that what was hidden behind it was beyond his current ability to explore.

There are still many secrets here that we haven't figured out yet; we can only explore them when we have enough strength in the future.

This experience was actually fraught with danger, and my escape was largely due to luck.

If he hadn't happened to meet the blacksmith at the tavern and bought him a butterbeer, he might have died at the hands of the little girl.

But high risk, high reward; this time the gains were substantial.

I have a bunch of high-level potion ingredients. I should be able to earn a lot of magic stones by selling them to Larry when I get back to Moonglade.

The most important thing is that ancient magic tablet, something Horag can't tell anyone, not even his teacher Larry.

The ancient magic tablets contained level one spells, which he didn't even have the right to see.

He needs to advance to at least a third-class wizard apprentice, and then raise his mental strength to near the requirements for becoming a full-fledged wizard, before he can properly read the contents of this stone tablet.

Herag wasn't in a hurry. These things couldn't be rushed; he could only improve his strength step by step.

He could also take this opportunity to learn more about related knowledge, as he knew too little about ancient magic.

The complexity of a level 1 spell's spell model is exponentially greater than that of a level 0 spell; they are not even in the same league.

Herag still has a lot to learn; Deep Blue contains a wealth of knowledge that he hasn't had time to learn yet.

During this time he was out, he also took the opportunity to digest the knowledge stored in Deep Blue, most of which came from the library in Moonglade.

Robert followed behind on horseback, his face full of worry.

He didn't understand what had happened, and he didn't dare ask Helag.

But seeing how anxious Helag was to leave, he knew that something was amiss.

Helag is a place of mystery, and Robert felt terrified just thinking about it.

More importantly, he doesn't remember what he went through.

"Sir, I feel some pain in my neck, hands, and feet."

Robert hadn't noticed it when he first woke up, but now that he was riding the horse and moving around, he felt pain in his neck, hands, and feet, as if he had been slashed.

He touched his neck but didn't find any wounds.

"Neck pain?" Hearing him mention it, Herag thought of the dismembered limbs he had seen last night.

He became puzzled: "Robert feels pain in his neck, hands, and feet. Could he have really been dismembered? But why is he still alive...?"

Herag remained silent as he pondered these things, without telling Robert what he had seen.

Saying it won't help; it won't solve anything and will only make Robert more panicked.

The two rode their horses at a fast pace, both wanting to get away from the valley town.

On his way back, Herag made a point of observing his surroundings. The scenery around him hadn't changed much after leaving the valley town; it was the same as when he arrived.

Two days later, the image of Stormwind appeared before Herag's eyes.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief after returning to Stormwind. Looking at the bustling streets, they felt a greater sense of security, as if this were the real world.

The sounds of hawking, arguing, and the crying of a child and the scolding of his mother in the distance all sounded so pleasant.

Upon returning to Stormwind, Herag immediately went to the Adventurers' Guild.

Upon returning to the Adventurers' Guild building, the lobby on the first floor was still crowded, just like before.

"Where's Milo?" Hera asked a staff member of the Adventurers' Guild.

The young man frowned when he was pulled back, somewhat displeased, and was about to open his mouth to curse when he suddenly saw Robert following behind Herag obediently like a child.

This is a powerful knight-level expert, how come he looks like a lackey? The man quickly realized the seriousness of the problem.

His expression changed quickly, and he said with a fawning smile, "Sir, the vice president is on the second floor. Would you like me to go and inform him?"

"No need, I'll go find him myself." Herag released his hand and headed straight for the second floor.

Robert followed closely behind, glancing at the staff member as he passed by, smiling but saying nothing.

After arriving on the second floor, Herag knocked on the door and went inside without waiting for Milo's reply.

"Mr. Helag? You're back." Milo was sitting on the sofa reading a book, with a steaming cup of coffee in front of him.

Herag plopped down opposite him and asked, "Are you sure you've shown me all the files about Valley Town?"

The people in the valley town were clearly all dead; they had all become evil spirits.

Over the years, he must have been more than one person to go there; for an ordinary person, going in would be certain death.

Hrag refused to believe it; no one had gone missing there in all these years.

The Adventurers' Guild is such a large organization that it's impossible they didn't know about the anomalies in the valley town, so Herag suspected that Milo was holding back.

Milo explained, "Indeed, all the files were shown to Mr. Helag. As I said, it's just a small town that's been abandoned for decades, nothing much to see."

"What?" Herag's eyes widened, feeling like Milo was teasing him.

In just two days, Milo's statements have been completely inconsistent, and he does so without batting an eye, as if he were telling the truth.

Milo hesitated for a moment: "Um... Mr. Helag, what happened?"

He glanced at Robert and noticed that Robert was also looking at him with a surprised expression, realizing that something seemed amiss.

Herag took a deep breath to calm himself down: "You didn't say that a couple of days ago. You said it was just an ordinary town, but you didn't say it was a town that had been abandoned for decades."

Milo shook his head immediately and said, "Impossible. Many people know that the town of Creek Valley was robbed by a group of bandits many years ago. Everyone was killed and the town was burned down."

(End of this chapter)