Chapter 62: The Master and Apprentice Journey
“No way to guarantee victory, so the Abyss Underlord won’t lend a hand.”
More than twenty years ago, the Abyss Underlord also took part in the hunt for the False King’s blood, but that time ended in failure, stirring the resentment of that Black-Haired Girl, leading to a bloody revenge that severely wounded the entire cult.
To be honest, the Abyss Lord’s followers would rather focus their energy on dealing with the Southern Sea Kingdom than get involved in the murky waters stirred by the False King’s blood.
Who could have imagined that, just a few days ago, that False King’s blood went insane, commanding a mixed fleet of Lionheart Knights, Bloodline Descendants, Adventurers, and top Church experts, cutting through the Southern Sea, slaughtering the magical beasts they had nurtured for years!
A cornered rabbit bites back, how could the bullied cultists bear the unjust humiliation?
To avoid repeating the past, Anwen insisted on making this foolproof!
Either they wouldn’t act at all, or they would kill in one battle to eliminate future troubles.
Upon hearing this, the girl simply spread her hands and smiled with narrowed eyes.
“Don’t worry.”
“With the protection of the Dragon and Blood Clan, Sequence 7’s Iron Blood, plus a Golden-Winged Griffin, and maybe another mid-tier bodyguard… we already know everything about Roy Ainbrad.” The Chestnut-Haired Girl slowly clenched her fist.
“With all of you helping out, we have gathered enough trump cards to deal with him. This time, he will surely die!”
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The scorching sun hung high, with sand stretching out endlessly.
The line between sky and desert wavered due to the heat, creating a vast expanse of sandy color that seemed to have no end, as if one could walk forever without reaching a destination.
Beneath the unchanging yellow sands, a Golden-Winged Griffin and a Silver Giant Wolf raced side by side, pulling a carriage.
The Black-Haired Boy driving the carriage seemed a bit drowsy, clearly tired of the monotonous scenery.
But soon, he had to snap to attention.
The ground suddenly rumbled, an ominous sound more terrifying than the sandstorm approaching.
Both the Griffin and the Silver Wolf screeched to a halt, glaring ahead with fur bristling, while the Black-Haired Boy’s expression shifted from drowsy to fierce as he leapt off the carriage.
Something was coming.
A magical beast… and a Sequence 6 level one!
Feeling the terrifying aura rising from deep within the earth, the boy grasped a longsword in one hand and stood in a defensive stance.
But just as the aura grew closer and he tensed up further, a cold voice came from inside the carriage.
“No need.”
“I’ll take care of it.”
The carriage door swung open, and with a swish of her long dress, the Silver-Haired Girl stepped out, her hair white as snow, as the deep blue high-heeled boots she wore landed gracefully, where her toes touched the ground, frost began to form.
At the same time, the earth roared, and the ground buckled.
A massive creature leapt out, raising a sand cascade that blotted out the sun.
A Sequence 6 magical beast, the most dangerous existence of the desert, the Desert Worm!
The deep yellow worm opened its massive mouth, with layers of teeth quivering, gleaming with a terrifying cold light.
The enormous shadow fell at an astounding speed, like a derailed train, unleashing a violent sandstorm in its wake.
Against such a colossal beast, the border troops of the Sand Gold Nation had repeatedly suffered losses, ultimately having to resign in shame, allowing it to roam freely outside.
However, against this overwhelming power, the Silver-Haired Girl remained indifferent, unfazed, a flurry of wind and snow swirling in her delicate palm as she elegantly waved it towards the approaching enemy.
In an instant, an avalanche crashed down.
A tide of snow higher than the towering sandstorm collided head-on.
With a horrifying impact, the sandy color shattered, snowflakes fluttered, and the massive worm wailed pitifully, unable to advance or retreat, becoming utterly engulfed in endless shivers, solidifying into a terrifying ice sculpture.
A spot in the vast wilderness was completely dyed silver with frost flowers.
The Silver-Haired Girl slightly parted her lips, releasing a breath of cold mist.
As the mist drifted away from her lips, the towering ice sculpture crumbled, tumbling down into sparkling icy dust, dissipating into the wind alongside the flying sand and snow.
Watching this exaggerated scene, the boy was greatly shocked, unable to calm down for a long time.
The higher the bloodline level, the greater the gap between different grades of bloodlines.
And this one before him, a Sequence 5 with golden bloodline, the unmatched Ice Rose, a true powerhouse in the original work, was no exaggeration.
With her alone, it rivaled thousands of troops.
Roy had to admit the Dean’s recommendation was truly spot on.
Whether it was knights from the kingdom or adventurers from the Academy City, there were hardly a few who could compare to Xue Nuo.
It was not until the biting cold wind cut through that the boy returned to his senses and resumed driving the carriage.
However, to escape the piercing cold wind, he first ducked back into the carriage, letting the two magical beast mounts advance on their own.
After all, this road was a straight line, and with the wisdom of magical beasts, there was no worry even if no one was driving.
Inside the carriage, looking at the Silver-Haired Girl across from him, sitting still and reading a book, Roy felt a bit dazed.
Honestly, he hadn’t expected Xue Nuo to agree to his request so easily.
To get a mid-sequence Extraordinary Being to take action, one would need to offer money, favors, extraordinary resources, and a host of thank-yous.
Especially when it involved a cultist; even close mentor-student relationships might hesitate to take such personal risks. That was why Roy hadn’t thought of Xue Nuo right away.
However, upon learning of his request, Xue Nuo didn’t hesitate at all and stepped onto the journey together.
Even among close mentors and students, there were few mentors who would go this far for their apprentices, right?
What benefits did the Dean promise her? Or does she truly not care about the risks?
In any case, Roy couldn’t help but feel grateful.
“Xue Nuo, teacher, I really appreciate you for this trip.”
“It’s nothing, a Sequence 6 magical beast is nothing to worry about.”
She said it so casually.
But Roy noticed that the fingertips holding the book seemed slightly stiff, and there was still a puff of white breath escaping from her pale lips.
As a powerhouse in the original work, Xue Nuo’s strength was unquestionable.
However, her ability had its flaws.
For various reasons, Xue Nuo hadn’t taken a complete family magic potion but had directly consumed extraordinary materials, forcibly activating her bloodline.
In a sense, this was even more dangerous than the potions modified by mages, and an ordinary person would have long been dead from such recklessness.
Even now that Xue Nuo reached a height of Sequence 5, she still faced instability due to her earlier rash actions, triggering a degree of bloodline disorder and feeling cold every time she fully exerted herself.
Roy couldn’t deeply empathize with the girl’s suffering, but he could see, from her slightly furrowed brows, that it was no small matter.
As her mentor, she never brought these things up and was unwilling to show weakness in front of him.
But how could he turn a blind eye?
Roy took off his coat and handed it to her: “Xue Nuo, put this on if you’re cold.”
Xue Nuo looked up, momentarily taken aback.
“No need. It’s just the bloodline acting up; it’ll be fine in a bit.”
Not giving her a chance to be stubborn, Roy shoved the coat into her hands: “It’s one thing to say that, but you don’t have to endure it, right?”
“This…”
Wearing the coat, the Silver-Haired Girl blinked, slightly embarrassed as she fell silent for a moment, then asked, “Why not use a blanket?”
Roy was momentarily stumped.
Oh no, I’m used to covering Charlotte and the others with a coat!
What’s it like covering a female teacher with a coat?
If it were Charlotte and them, it would show boyfriend power, but on Xue Nuo, it just seems disrespectful!
“Well, that’s true. I’ll go get the blanket.”
Roy chuckled, reaching to take the coat back, but to his surprise, it didn’t budge.
Xue Nuo’s expression remained calm: “Forget it. This is fine too.”
“Huh? But…”
“There’s nothing to but. This way, you won’t have to unpack your luggage to get something.”
Once Xue Nuo finished speaking, she curled up slightly, only revealing her brows, then closed her eyes, saying no more.
Her frosty and snowy brows relaxed a bit, like warm snow melting into water, rippling with a hint of comfort.
The warmth from Roy, the thoughtful gesture from an apprentice, felt quite nice.
Seeing Xue Nuo’s expression loosen, Roy also smiled knowingly.
The storm outside had passed, and the sun was shining once again.
The boy stared for a moment longer before quietly stepping out of the carriage, not wanting to disturb his mentor’s little nap.