Chapter 84: The Great inheritance grand gift

Chapter 84: The Great inheritance grand gift



Stupid!

Greedy!

Delusional!

Arrogant!

Tim's actions did not surprise Karl, but instead, they perfectly aligned with his expectations.

Given the opponent's personality, he certainly wouldn't anticipate a quick and decisive battle but rather a slow torment to savor the pain.

Unfortunately...

This personality sealed his fate.

The Titan Hammer's activation was slow, and once activated, it could not change its direction, making it suitable only for a non-moving target.

Tim's desire to show off and intimidate was precisely what was required.

Using a combat technique to blind the opponent while simultaneously activating the enchanted item, the process went smoother than expected.

"Boom!"

The giant hammer fiercely slammed down, causing the arena's ground to quake violently, and the defensive water sphere shattered on the spot.

"Crack!"

Tim's knees buckled to the ground, the intense pain surging through his senses, his eyes showing panic.

"Swish!"

Karl did not cease his action at this moment.

The broadsword swept horizontally.

The water flow on the ground exploded upon impact, the force jolting Karl's figure, his body involuntarily shifting.

Taking this chance, the wand in Tim's hand glowed again.

Water Mist Technique!

Mists rapidly enveloped the entire arena, his figure vanishing from sight.

A wizard isn't skilled in physical training, but the potent mental force ensures precise control over the body.

Thus...

Very nimble!

The Water Mist not only obscures the opponent's vision but also distorts perception, allowing him to escape.

'The damned!'

'How could he have a powerful enchanted item? And such a potent force?'

Blood trickled at the corner of Tim's lips, his heart harbored dark resentment. If he were to receive another blow, he feared he would be dead.

That hammer blow was comparable to a grand knight's full effort.

A junior wizard apprentice could easily deal with a knight, but facing a grand knight was a different story.

"Cough! Cough!"

"Spit!"

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out,, the, see the the a's the fragments with of his the of his's.

broken organs mixed in the spatter.

Tim's vision turned black, yet he dared not linger,, tiptoepping and moving silently.

"Die!"

"I will make you die!"

Standing firm, Tim's eyes glowed with hatred, his wand glowing brightly, water arrows shooting out in rapid succession.

Zero-ring spell — Multiple Water Arrows!

Water elements condensed into arrows, surrounding tim as the core, shooting out in all directions.

In a split moment, the entire arena was swept.

"Whoa..."

After activating the multiple water arrows, tim's mental strength visibly weakened, his body trembling slightly.

But this was enough to severely wound a knight, no matter where he hid.

Zero-ring spell — Lesser Mage's Hand!

"Karl."

Tim gritted his teeth and growled lowly:

"I said, I would personally twist off your head, just as I personally led you into the wizard world."

"Where are you?"

"Now, it's my turn to act!"

The Lesser Mage's Hand slowly opened before him, gathering invisible force, exploring forward.

The water mist technique obscured others' vision but did not affect the spellcaster's perception, even granting a slight boost.

Thus,

Tim easily 's perceived' karl's figure.

"Looking for me?"

A calm, cold, emotionless voice sounded from behind, a near four-meter tall figure loomed tim like a low mountain.

Secret Technique — Gigantism!

The invisible pressure made tim's body tremble, he slowly turned around,, face filled with shock looking at the person.

What is this?

Karl's fingers stretched out, his giant hand snapped down.

The Lesser Mage's Hand before him was like a balloon that could burst with a touch, squeezed and burst open.

A giant hand gripped.

"Crack!"

Tim's skull was held in his palm, his body struggling subconsciously, was no effect.

"Twi st off my head?"

Karl's face showed a smirk:

"Like this?"

Fingers exerted force, wrist gave a slight twist.

With a sound of bone and muscle breaking, a head was wrenched off.

"Crack!"

Hand loosened, the skull dropped.

Tim's long hair scattered, his eyes wide open, seemingly unwilling to believe his failure even in death.

"Whoa..."

A gentle breeze blew over, the water mist in the arena was quietly blown away, the scene inside revealed, causing the onlookers to fall silent.

Dead!

Dead was tim!

a junior wizard apprentice, dead at the hands of a knight!

Karl stood beside, his body in tatters, his face calm.

Completely different from his anger before the duel.

While tim, who was expected to win, now lay defeated.

And as per the pre-duel agreement, if Karl had won, he would have received the recognition of Adolph's disciple and the inheritance that was to belong to tim.

However...

Before this, no one believed he could win, and thus, no one paid attention to this agreement.

Unexpected results took everyone by surprise.

A knight overcoming a junior wizard apprentice caused a stir among the wizard apprentices.

"A knight can't defeat a junior wizard apprentice!"

"don't forget, he is still a junior wizard apprentice and has a powerful enchanted item."

"That's right!"

"A pure knight cannot win, and adding other skills might not be enough."

"In any case, Tim was too careless!"

"Stay humble forever!"

...

They were unwilling to accept Tim's defeat, even more so the idea that a wizard apprentice could surpass a knight.

Fortunately, excuses were easy to find.

"Karl could win, clearly relying on the enchanted item he activated at the beginning."

"Senior Arthur."

Ignoring the commotion in the arena, Karl bowed:

"I request to divide the mentor's legacy."

"No problem," Arthur nodded, glancing at Siebel, who had fainted early due to his emotional turmoil. "Adolph's legacy is on his island, and the gray-robed wizard holds the key to enter the island."

Island?

Key?

Karl's eyes flickered.

...

The Black Swamp,

A fitting name.

All kinds of strange and grim trees stretched their branches towards the sky, blocking the sunlight, leaving the area below in darkness.

The ubiquitous swamp was a natural trap; once trapped, the more one struggled, the deeper they sank.

Even a knight could easily lose their life with a slight misstep.

Not to mention the invisible miasma and dangerous magical creatures, making the Black Swamp a forbidden zone for humans.

Only wizards seeking mystical knowledge and exploring various unknowns would choose to settle in such a place.

To facilitate travel here, wizards developed a wooden boat, allowing them to navigate the swamp without fear.

"Whoosh!"

The wind element propelled the boat, swiftly moving through the swamp.

"Deep within the Black Swamp, there's a toxic miasma that even wizards find hard to resist, significantly hindering our exploration progress."

Arthur explained, "Adolph analyzed this miasma and developed a specific antidote, aiding the gray-robed wizard in perfecting a wizardry spell. This greatly increased our exploration progress."

With a light wave of his arm, the boat turned and sprinted forward, as he continued, "He made great contributions, earning himself an island and six years of time to explore the Black Swamp. He even obtained a Green Potion!"

"Sometimes it's a blessing or a curse, it's hard to tell. If not for that Green Potion, Adolph wouldn't have died."

"Indeed!" Karl sighed. "I thought the mentor would become a full wizard."

"A full wizard?" Arthur shook his head. "That's difficult!"

"The Gandor Kingdom doesn't lack high wizard apprentices, but the number of full wizards is only a few."

"You should know, a full wizard might be two or three hundred years old, and only a few are born in the kingdom over decades."

This probability is pitiful.

"We've arrived!"

Arthur spoke, and the boat docked at the 'shore.'

Karl followed, stepping off the boat onto a flat area, following the guide's instructions and looking ahead)



"That's the gray-robed wizard!"

In the distance, the toxic miasma swirled, obscuring their vision, allowing them only a glimpse of a towering giant tree standing amidst the mist.

Gray-robed wizard?

Karl was puzzled.

The next instant—

"Huff!"

The toxic miasma within the vicinity suddenly stirred, rapidly flying towards the towering giant tree.

In just a few breaths, the air cleared.

The giant tree shook its branches, releasing a mist, as if it were a giant filter purifying the miasma.

"Second-Level Wizardry - Giant Tree Incarnation!"

Arthur exclaimed, "The gray-robed wizard advanced to the second level, and it's said he obtained a legendary creature of legend in his early years, which is why his path has been so smooth. His longevity has also been significantly extended."

"..." Karl opened his mouth, his voice filled with awe. "You mean that giant tree is the gray-robed wizard?"

"Yes," Arthur nodded.

"Rumble..."

The towering tree, at least a hundred meters tall and requiring ten people to encircle its trunk, began to shrink.

Eventually, defying the laws of physics, it transformed into a slender, elderly wizard in gray robes, stepping through the void to stand before them.

The wizard, unassuming in appearance, still exuded the terror of the giant tree.

Immense life force!

Bottomless spiritual fluctuations!

Terrifying!

The oppressive force of a higher being, rooted in bloodline power, caused Karl and the other to bow involuntarily.

Legendary Knight?

In the presence of such a being, even the most powerful legendary knight would likely not dare to resist.

Gray-robed Wizard Addison.

Second-Level Wizard!

Founder of the Swamp Alliance.

"Honorable, Great Gray-robed Wizard."

Arthur's voice was solemn. "I bring Adolph's apprentice, who requests to inherit the mentor's legacy. Please grant your permission."

"Adolph's legacy..." Unlike the massive form before, Gray-robed Wizard Addison's voice was gentle and approachable.

"He's an alchemy genius, who would've thought..."

Shaking his head, he lightly flicked his sleeve, and a pure gold key the size of a palm slowly floated towards Karl.

"Young man, your life force holds great potential. It's a pity..."

"Indeed," Addison lifted his head, gazing at the sky. "The radiance of the divine is too dazzling, and it's been countless years since a demigod has been born."

"Demi-god?"

Karl pondered, a question lingering in his mind as he received the key from the Gray-Robe Wizard. Was the path of knighthood destined to lead to the realm of demi-gods?

The vast expanse of the Black Swamp was dotted with scattered islands, providing habitable spaces amidst the treacherous terrain.

The possession of a private island, to some extent, symbolized one's status.

Apart from Full Wizards, only six High Wizard Apprentices currently owned islands, and Adolf was one of them.

Each of these individuals had made significant contributions to the Alliance.

Up until now, the poisonous fog surrounding the Black Swamp had been mostly cleared, but remnants lingered near each island.

Even wizards found this poisonous fog a challenging obstacle.

It served as a natural defense mechanism.

"Buzz..."

The key, bestowed by the Gray-Robe Wizard, emitted a soft glow, dispelling the poisonous fog and revealing a passable path.

The group cautiously proceeded.

This 'small island' spanned about one square mile.

Elevated in the south and lower in the north, the island was overgrown with various weeds, beech trees, and dead branches and leaves. A two-story building stood alone amidst the decay.

"The island is laced with Adolf's wizard traps, but they're not too many. You'll need to take care of them gradually," Arthur informed them.

Arthur produced a contract, stating, "According to your agreed-upon terms, Adolf's inheritance is divided into three parts, with Karl owning two of them."

"Siebel will have one part."

"Hmm..."

His voice trailed off as he added, "You still owe the Alliance forty-three magic stones. It's best to settle this soon, or there will be interest."

Siebel nodded in agreement.

After Karl's victory, she had received timely treatment, eliminating the toxins from her body, but her physical exhaustion remained unhealed.

"Some of Adolf's possessions have been inventoried by the Alliance, but others are less convenient and will require your own discussion," Arthur explained.

After putting away the contract, Arthur bowed, "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. Feel free to seek me at the outpost if you have any questions."

A bitter smile crept onto his face as he added, "I don't even have a private island to live on, unlike you."

"Thank you, senior," Karl bowed, "I'll see you out."

After bidding farewell to Arthur, Karl returned to Adolf's wooden house, where Siebel had already finished inventorying the inheritance.

Compared to Karl, Siebel was clearly more familiar with Adolf's collection habits.

"Enchanted artifacts, wizardry, various books, magic stones, gold coins, and materials for alchemy," Siebel listed.

"There are seventy-two magic stones in total. If you don't have an urgent need, I'll take fifty of them first."

"I'll make up for it in other ways," she assured him)



Siebel needed to settle her debts, and her body's adjustments would require supplemental potions, leaving her short on magic stones in the short term.

Karl was unconcerned.

He had always been more interested in other items.

"Wizardry and books can be transcribed, so theoretically, everyone should have the same. It's not like I'm taking advantage of you, but I'll have eight parts and the priority to choose," Karl stated.

"Do you have any objections?"

Siebel furrowed her brows.

"Karl!" she exclaimed.

With a sigh, she explained, "You saved my life, and I'm grateful, but this makes my gratitude feel uncomfortable."

"Let's be practical," Karl maintained his composure, "I won't take advantage of you, but I won't give up what I rightfully deserve."

Siebel's eyes narrowed, and she remained silent.

"Alright!" she eventually conceded.

"Additionally," Karl continued,

"Tim's staff and his belongings are my spoils of war and won't be divided from the mentor's inheritance."

"Furthermore, this island is also part of the inheritance, so I'll be taking two-thirds of it."

"Of course," Siebel shrugged.

"Is there anything else?"

"Not for now," Karl replied after a moment's thought.

"I'll let you know if I think of anything else."

Siebel was speechless.

In her most vulnerable state, she had received Karl's care and assistance, and ultimately, he had saved her life in a life-or-death duel. Unbeknownst to her, the gratitude in her heart had transformed into a special emotion.

When this emotion became entangled with interests, she felt a strong aversion, even disgust.

How could this be? It was nothing like what she had imagined!

Siebel's expression turned cold as she observed Karl's serious and nitpicking demeanor. She sat back in her chair, pouting.

Karl, seemingly oblivious, eagerly urged, "Let's divide the inheritance now."

Adolf's most important legacy was 'Gina'.

A magical servant created by a Full Wizard, Gina was a woman whose soul was trapped within a painting, knowing everything about Adolf.

Gina was an excellent housekeeper, except for her inability to move.

With granted permissions, she could even control wizard traps.

Having managed the library for years, she could answer questions from books, saving the trouble of flipping through pages.

"So..."

Gina, the woman in the painting, smiled at Karl and asked, "Are you my new master?"

"I remember meeting you over a year ago, and you were so shy back then. I never would have guessed..."

Tim, Siebel, and other apprentices Adolf had taught all wondered who their new master would be.

None of them had guessed it would be Karl.

Gina extended her hand and respectfully said, "New master, please input your mental power into the painting."

"Okay."

Karl stepped forward and followed her instructions, asking, "Gina, do you have a real life?"

"..." Gina shrugged.

"Unfortunately, no."

"I have no memories of my past life, no feelings of sadness or love. I'm just an empty soul."

She smiled, showing no signs of sorrow.

No! She didn't have any emotions of sadness at all.

Aside from the painting of the woman, Gina, Adolf also had a wizard's robe, a pendant, and a bracelet—all enchanted artifacts!

The wizard's robe was blessed by an elemental sprite, providing a boost to nature magic when worn.

The pendant increased mental power slightly.

The bracelet was enchanted with the Zero-Ring Spell—Water Whirl.

After some discussion, Karl acquired the wizard's robe and the pendant, while Siebel took the bracelet.

The reason for not choosing the bracelet was that Karl's body sometimes enlarged, and the bracelet would be broken.

He had already acquired the hassle of having to take off his rings every time he transformed.

The wizard's robe also had this problem, but it could be improved by adding flexible magical materials.

Putting on the robe and wearing the pendant, Karl could clearly feel his strength improving—at least by thirty percent!

Previously, the Arcane Missile was effective against knight servants, but for knights, its power was too ordinary.

Now, the Arcane Missile also had the power to heavily injure knights.

Relying solely on his wizardry, Karl now had the confidence to face a Grand Knight head-on.

Except for the Thunder Spear.

Including the painting of the woman, Gina, Karl obtained three enchanted items, twenty-two magic stones, over seventeen hundred gold coins, hundreds of books, and some materials for alchemy.

As for magic...

"Two inheritances!"

Adolf had two first-level spells, meaning he could advance to a wizard by mastering one of them.

They were Poison Mist and Tidal Power.

Poison Mist consisted of four zero-ring spells: Acid Spray, Death Fog, Venomous Touch, and Spread.

Siebel's path was clear.

Tidal Power was made up of Wave Guardian, Multi-Arrow Surge, and Water Whirl, also zero-ring spells.

Adolf and Tim followed this path.

Unlike the inheritances obtained by Tim, these two were complete, with no missing parts.

"Although Poison Mist is made up of four zero-ring spells, it can be aided by external objects, making it faster to cultivate."

"Among first-level spells, Poison Mist is powerful but easily countered, and there are many inconveniences."

Karl stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Tidal Power is more complex and harder to cultivate!"

Once mastered, Poison Mist would release a cloud of deadly poison, similar to the Poison Fog of the Black Swamp.

Even a legendary knight, if enveloped by the mist, would be reduced to a pile of bones.

The key was that this spell didn't discriminate between friend and foe. Anyone caught in it would be threatened, except for the caster.)



Tidal Power, on the other hand, was both offensive and defensive, allowing the user to change at will, and its raw power was not lacking.

"Tidal Power!"

After a moment's thought, Karl decided on his path of cultivation.

He would focus on Bloodline Wizardry, with Tidal Power as a supplement, while also continuing to practice Titan Breath Technique.

As for why he prioritized Bloodline Wizardry...

The abundant magical creatures and legendary beings in this world were like a natural, untapped treasure. Not pursuing Bloodline Wizardry would be truly foolish.

"Great!"

Standing up and stretching his muscles, Karl felt a smile on his face.

Magic stones!

Gold coins!

Enchanted artifacts!

Magic inheritances!

Even a place to live...

He had become rich overnight!

The lifetime savings of an average intermediate wizard apprentice were now in his hands, saving him countless years of accumulation.

"Although I'm sorry for Adolf's misfortune, I can now understand why some people wish for their masters to pass away sooner."

Two days later, at night.

"Karl."

Siebel came to visit.

Her hair, still damp from a recent bath, exuded a faint fragrance.

She wore a looser outfit.

"The moonlight is nice tonight. How about a celebration?" Siebel walked over slowly, her eyes sparkling.

"We've been tense these past few days. Both you and I deserve a good night of relaxation."

She leaned into him.

Karl wasn't a naive boy; he understood her intentions. He hesitated slightly.

"Your body..."

"It's fine." Siebel smiled gently.

"I've mostly recovered, and I brought a helper today."

She waved to the silhouette outside the door.

"Come in!"

...

The night passed without words.

The next day, as Karl opened his eyes, he found himself alone, with only a faint scent lingering. He savored it for a moment before stepping out into the Fragment of the Divine Domain.

Free Harbor.

"Susan."

Karl, dressed in leather, entered the shop, greeting the beautiful owner who was busy inside:

"I heard the guild captured a powerful sea creature?"

"Yes."

Susan looked up at the sound of his voice.

"What?"

"I'm interested."

"Of course." Karl smiled.

"Take me to see it."

Thanks to Book Friend 20210426083608360 for the 1500 Qidian Coins.

(End of Chapter)

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