I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 238 - 225 A Wizard Land as Beautiful as Heaven (Please Subscribe)
Chapter 238: Chapter 225 A Wizard Land as Beautiful as Heaven (Please Subscribe)
For the next two days, Abel was trapped in this little room, enduring both physical (hunger) and mental (watching others eat) torment.
In between, he even thought of all kinds of methods to escape the clutches of magic, like sneaking out by climbing the wall during toilet breaks, or quietly trying to break the shackles with the bed frame at night. Unfortunately, Lauds caught him red-handed each time and beat him severely.
After a few beatings and starved of any strength, Abel had to temporarily abandon the thought of escaping. The temptation of food grew ever more intense.
It wasn’t until the following evening that Abel could no longer endure. As Owen began to enjoy his dinner that evening, Abel cautiously picked up a piece of white bread, intending just to take a small bite to replenish his physical strength.
Even if the bread contained some sort of hallucinogen, a small dose wouldn’t be much effective.
Abel, resigning himself to whatever fate may come, took a bite. The soft, glutinous texture of the white bread immediately unfolded on his taste buds. The instant stimulation brought the famished Abel nearly to tears. He cast aside his pride and any non-existent danger and began to devour the bread with relish.
A bite of white bread and the incomparably delicious beef juice made for a combination so irresistible…
At that moment, it was as if he had ascended from hell to heaven!
Owen, watching Abel wolf down the food, wasn’t surprised in the least. People with clouded minds like his, just a few days of hunger usually did the trick.
Owen, who had often been starved during experiments in the past, naturally understood the feeling, so he had completely ignored Abel when he had initially refused to eat on principle.
After feasting to his heart’s content, Abel collapsed on the bed. His initial thoughts changed; no longer seeking death or trouble, he decided to preserve his useful self to gather some intelligence. What if he managed to escape one day?
Moreover, during these two days, Abel had keenly noticed something peculiar: his magic power had been restrained, but they hadn’t completely limited his personal freedom.
If he wanted, he could wander around the estate, followed by someone, and he knew if he showed any intent to flee, he would be beaten severely.
“Do you really come from the Wizard Land?” After two days of silence, Abel turned to Owen and asked for the first time.
“Of course,” Owen nodded.
“Where is the Wizard Land? And how did you come to the Kingdom of Hadrata?” Abel persistently questioned.
Owen hesitated for a moment before responding, “I need to ask Lord Lynn if I can tell you.”
“Wait…” Abel hurried to stop Owen from getting up.
Over the past two days, Abel had come to feel that this kid named Owen was actually quite naive and didn’t have any ulterior motives aside from being a bit too heavy-handed.
He made an excellent conversation partner. However, if he reported to the wizard named Lynn, all Abel’s plans might be thwarted.
With this in mind, Abel quickly soothed Owen, skirting around the sensitive topics and expressing that he was merely very interested in the so-called wizard’s holy land and wished to learn more about it.
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Under Abel’s continuous probing, Owen began to tell him about what he had seen and heard in Wizard Land… or to be precise, at Yiyeta Harbor.
What’s bigger than a house and allows ordinary people to fly into the skies, airships that only need an hour to traverse an entire city, alchemy cars… Wizards at the Magic Research Institute have also developed a kind of alchemy machinery that can automatically sow and till land…
These words, so close to fantasy, made Abel doubt whether he had misjudged the person before him. He hadn’t expected that this seemingly honest kid would be so good at deceiving people.
“Yiyeta has also built many new factories recently. As long as one is willing to work hard, not a single person will go hungry!” Owen said with conviction.
This was something unimaginable just a year ago!
Owen, born in the southern district, was very aware of the pride and indifference of those wizard lords. To them, the poor without value were just tools for experimenting with their magic. Thus, Owen had no fondness for wizards, but Lord Lynn was different!
Lord Lynn would give a generous amount of aid money to the poor who suffered from the tragedy in the southern district, would rent out decommissioned steamboats for free to fishermen so they could fish farther away from the shore, and would send wizards to kill the more ferocious sea beasts nearby.
Before he left Yiyeta, there were also rumors that Lord Lynn was preparing to build a massive steel ship equipped with the latest internal combustion engine and to make a very large fishing net that would be able to haul back tens of tons of fish to the harbor with each voyage.
By then, everyone’s lunch would include not just white bread, an egg, or a tomato, but also an additional grilled fish.
Many townspeople thought this fantasy was impractical; how could a steel ship possibly float on the sea? Even if it were made with magic, no one would use such a colossal steel vessel to catch fish.
But Owen believed firmly that Lord Lynn would never lie; everything he said had come true, no matter how absurd it sounded.
Abel just listened as Owen kept boasting about someone’s great achievements, his expression becoming increasingly odd. The Wizard Land, as described by the other party, seemed just like paradise as preached by the church.
Did such a place really exist?
A place without hunger, where even the poor could eat white bread and grilled fish.
The sincerity in Owen’s words momentarily made Abel wonder if this was real or fake…
In the midst of his thoughts, a noisy commotion suddenly came from outside the door.
Abel instinctively stood up from the bed, his first thought being that someone had come to rescue him, but he quickly dismissed this guess since he hadn’t heard any panicked shouting or the explosions caused by magic clashing.
“It must be the cargo airship returning.” Owen didn’t seem surprised at all and quickly concluded after calculating the time.
“Airship?” Abel paused for a moment, then realized it was the alchemy machinery Owen had just mentioned, bigger than a house, yet able to carry regular people into the sky. “I have to go out and see it!”
Owen didn’t stop him; Lord Lynn had only asked him to keep an eye on Abel to prevent the man from running away, without restricting his movements around the estate.
They quickly opened the door and stepped outside.
In the wide-open grasslands of the estate, Laud and the others had already been waiting there, all looking up into the sky as if waiting for something…
But besides the blue sky and white clouds, there was clearly nothing there…
