Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 98 Arrival

Kalim slammed Ives to the ground with a loud crack, and Ives bent over, his back clearly broken.

Kalim then delivered a powerful punch to Ives' chest, causing Ives to cough up a mouthful of blood; he had broken countless ribs.

Kalim paused for a moment, just as he was about to make another move, and slowly calmed down.

Herag glanced at him and said, "You're letting someone who isn't even a knight guard a great knight? A great knight is still a great knight, no matter what. How can an ordinary person handle that?"

Kalim nodded, a look of regret on his face: "It was my oversight. It's my responsibility. From today onwards, I will personally guard him."

"We still need to guard him? We could just kill him with a single sword strike and avoid all this trouble," Herag said, somewhat speechless.

Kalim said resolutely, "I must send him to the gallows and execute him in front of everyone in Stormwind, otherwise I will have failed the souls who died at his hands."

Herag said nonchalantly, "Whatever you want, just don't delay our schedule."

Kalim nodded silently, squatted down, picked up Lizzie's body, and walked into the woods, seemingly preparing to bury her there.

Herag returned to the carriage and continued meditating.

Ivis was bound again by the members of the Kalim Adventurer's Guild, this time even more tightly, with even his crippled left hand tied behind his back.

At the same time, they found another iron cage. The previous iron cage had been damaged by Kalim, so they had to find a new one to lock Ives in.

Since Kalim was digging a hole with a shovel, the adventure team sent six people to guard Ivis.

Kalim silently dug the hole with his shovel, not uttering a single word. His companions tried to help, but he refused, insisting on digging the hole himself to bury Lizzie.

The rest of the caravan watched as if it were a farce, and after it was over, they all went back to sleep.

After that night, Ives's life became even more miserable. He was given water once a day, but only once every two days, and his meals were reduced to once every three or four days.

Kalim kept his word and stayed by the iron cage, personally watching over Ives.

Kalim has been somewhat depressed lately and has become less talkative. He seems to feel guilty about Lizzie's death and is unable to let go of it.

"What's the use of feeling guilty? Why didn't you do this earlier? Problems should be nipped in the bud, otherwise it will only harm yourself and others." Herag glanced at him as he got out of the car to eat, shook his head and complained to himself.

The next two weeks passed peacefully, and Ives had completely given up hope. His meals were checked to ensure that he would never use bones as weapons again.

Just in case, Kalim also knocked out all of Ives' teeth, leaving none behind.

He did this mainly because Hrag casually mentioned, "There are no bones in the rice, but there are still some in his mouth."

As soon as Herag finished speaking, Ives stared at Herag with wide eyes.

Kalim listened thoughtfully, and then Ivis's continuous screams rang out.

After a two-week journey, the caravan finally reached the border of the Kingdom of Doris.

Brown City is a border city in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Doris. It has a small population, with only about five thousand permanent residents.

Despite its small population, the border inspections are extremely strict.

All those entering the kingdom will be subject to strict checks of their identity documents and other materials. Anyone without official entry documents from the Violet Kingdom will not be allowed to enter the Kingdom of Doris.

Kalim's adventurers and other adventurers were not qualified to enter the Kingdom of Doris, as they had not completed the necessary procedures.

Once the caravan arrived in Brown City, their mission was considered complete.

After completing some handover procedures, Kalim and Roque immediately led the members of the adventure team back.

Of course, Ives was definitely brought along.

There were many people in the caravan preparing to enter the country, all queuing up for inspection.

Herag was also in line, with people in front of and behind him keeping a distance from him, as if afraid of offending him.

Ed stood at a distance, calling out sadly, "My lord..."

Herag glanced at him, thought for a moment, and then waved to Ed.

Ed immediately ran over: "What are your orders, sir?"

"Are your slave papers in Roque's hands?" Herag asked.

"Yes, sir." Ed nodded, not understanding why Herag was asking this.

Herag thought for a moment and said to Ed, "Could you put me in line? I need to take care of something."

Ed obediently joined the queue, feeling that Herag didn't actually need him to wait in line.

Herag only left for a short while, and when he returned, no one dared to say anything; no one dared to voice their opinions.

The people queuing here are all from caravans; everyone knows how many soldiers Hrag alone killed.

Herag found Roque and said, "How much for Ed? I'll buy him."

He thought that Ed had driven for him for three months, which had satisfied him, and helping him get rid of his slave status before leaving was just a small favor for him.

Luo Kui was somewhat surprised, then smiled and said, "Since Mr. Geraint likes it, then it's yours. There's no need to talk about money."

He then ordered his servant to bring over Ed's slave status certificate and hand it to Herag.

Helag didn't stand on ceremony and said with a smile, "Then thank you."

After returning to the group, he showed Ed his proof of slavery: "How can I free you from slavery?"

Upon hearing this, Ed looked on in disbelief and stammered, "I...I..."

"Don't get excited, just tell me." Herag patted him on the shoulder.

Ed wiped away his tears of emotion: "As long as Master agrees, and I can get a new identity in one place, that's fine. It's just..."

"Just what?" Herag asked.

Ed pointed to the slave mark on his face: "Even with this, I can still be treated as a slave by others, even though I have legal residency status."

Once you're branded a slave, the mark can't be washed off unless you cut off the entire piece of flesh.

However, Ed's mark is on his face and covers a considerable area, so it's impossible to cut off a piece of flesh, otherwise he would only have half a face left.

Hrag nodded: "I understand. You follow me for now, I'll deal with this mark later."

For Hrag, removing the mark wouldn't be difficult; Deep Blue could easily devise countless potion recipes to remove it.

Herag isn't just good at brewing potions; he can also make ordinary medicines. These are basic introductory knowledge of potion-making and herbalism.

Deep Blue's database contains a wealth of basic medical knowledge; he had input a great deal of this knowledge back in the Northentan College library.

(End of this chapter)