Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 282 - 281: Display Room and Donated Items

Because the area where Winston Town is located is nearly impossible to completely isolate and prevent Transcendents from entering.

Even if the Immortal Council, the Witch Group, and the descendants of the other seven Ancestors were to act together, they could only manage to stop most of them—there would always be some Transcendents with special abilities who could make their way in.

This is also due to the curse.

If nothing unexpected happens, the descendants of the thirteen ancestors would surely hire some closely related Transcendents to enter Winston Town.

And then there’s the official personnel.

Which means, the Winston to come will be busier than Messer City was at first.

After all, when Transcendents gathered in Messer City, it was largely just to watch the excitement of the extraordinary war between the Mellon Family and Hastu Club.

But here, the essence is different.

The Transcendents are here for the "Divine Blood."

The mere threat of a curse cannot contain the greed in their hearts.

Thinking about it this way, Tang Qi even believes that the subsequent actions of the "Anna Ghosts" may not always go smoothly; the paths they control might also be infiltrated by some Transcendents.

Of course, these are all irrelevant to Tang Qi for the time being.

Right now, what Tang Qi is concerned about is Sally’s issue.

Ever since she read "Immortal Legend," her demeanor has been somewhat vague, as if still immersed in certain scenes.

He thought for a moment and then understood.

According to the story in the comic, Sally is, in fact, the reincarnation of the Immortal Earl’s daughter "Diana Winston"—the so-called Daughter of Destiny.

From her appearance, it seems to be true.

Due to the peculiar reading experience brought by the comic, Sally has some trouble distinguishing between reality and the story.

However, Tang Qi is not the least bit worried that Sally will lose herself.

Not to mention her own strong personality, keep in mind that there is still a Misfortune Witch’s secondary personality hidden in her mind, which with its domineering nature, would hardly allow any thoughts of Diana Winston to invade its territory.

Tang Qi did not plan to intervene; he currently holds the role of "mentor."

Sally has a terrifying talent, so it’s even more crucial not to deprive her of the chance to grow independently.

Therefore, he simply said with his voice, "Sally, let’s go!"

A simple phrase, not involving any witchcraft or a whisper of Magic Power fluctuation.

But Tang Qi’s voice seemed to immediately awaken Sally, the vagueness in her eyes quickly began to dissipate, and Sally’s own characteristics easily scattered the not yet fully formed aura of that girl from an ancient era known as "Diana."

"Okay!"

Sally snapped back to herself, a rare playful look appearing on her face as she handed the comic book to Tang Qi, smiling brightly.

Tang Qi responded with a smile, carrying the suitcase transformed by Gluttony, the two quickly chose their transportation.

To avoid the few Transcendents who had infiltrated the town, they deliberately chose the most crowded and slowest sightseeing bus, with travelers from various states and counties across the Federation showcasing how the Federation General Language could be spoken with so many different accents.

Soon, the bus entered the town’s main street.

Perhaps due to the time of dusk, approaching nightfall, the atmosphere on this very long commercial street is heading towards liveliness.

Once off the bus, all travelers could see an array of shops, restaurants, and even some theatres and movie theatres—though lacking as many skyscrapers as Messer City, this street was somewhat similar to Midtown Avenue.

In addition to the surging crowd, there were also shopkeepers trying to promote and attract customers, as well as a few high school students skating through the crowd on roller skates.

They seemed to be handing out flyers, but not everyone got one; those selected were usually young people with pleasant appearances.

For example, Tang Qi and Sally.

"Hey, here for fun? Winston welcomes you."

"If you’re free tonight, you can join the founding festival activities at Winston High School, there’s a party."

A curly-haired, freckled boy slid past them and, aside from quickly blurting out these words, also handed them a flyer.

The front featured lively, messy cartoons, not your formal invitation letter.

Probably anyone who looks remotely attractive on Winston Street today would get one.

On the back, there are some simple introductions to the history and honors of the only high school in town.

One piece of information was immediately caught by Tang Qi.

"The founder of Winston High School, an Earl from the Old Calendar Era, was once the lord of Winston Town... He donated some antiques to the school, which you can visit in the display room, with a daily limit of fifty people."

Tang Qi, already aware of the Immortal Earl’s brief biography, naturally paid it no mind.

But the last sentence piqued his interest.

Originally, as soon as Tang Qi and the Witch Group’s agreement was to enter Winston Town, someone would immediately come to guide them.

Other descendants of the ancestors could hire Transcendents.

The Witch Group, of course, could do the same.

In fact, people from the Witch Group should have been there from the start, guiding them at the station.

Because in that comic book, there was a Witch Mark, and as soon as one enters Winston Town’s area, the person responsible for the reception could sense it.

Unfortunately, because of a rebellion in the comic book’s "smart program."

Tang Qi didn’t have to do much, Sally just created another little accident.

The comic book’s mark was temporarily blocked.

Tang Qi’s plan, before meeting with the Witch Group’s people and hearing the so-called "Final Prophecy," was to explore around Winston Town.

The starting point seemed to have been delivered to his doorstep.

Tang Qi, bringing Sally along, asked for directions once, and soon they found Winston High School. free𝑤ebnovel.com

There, indeed, was a grand and bustling event taking place; a campus just slightly smaller than the Thorns Campus, various activities were underway, singing, dancing, bonfires, beer, fried chicken... The party seemed to have just started, as high school students began to vent their excess hormones.

Neither Tang Qi nor Sally were quite comfortable with this kind of scene.

The two had no intention of mingling with a bunch of high schoolers, although strictly speaking, they themselves were still in high school.

With a purpose in mind, Tang Qi and Sally, thanks to their "Illusion Halo," were not bothered by anyone and went straight into the depths of the campus, into the oldest-looking teaching building, and on the east side of the lobby on the first floor, they found that display room.

The interior was delicately decorated, and through the half-open door, one could vaguely see some glass cabinets and various things hung on the walls, with an incredibly intricate, scaled-down large ship even placed in the central area...

But before they could get any closer, Tang Qi pulled Sally to a stop.

Because he suddenly realized he wasn’t the only one with such a plan.

Other people were also eyeing the items inside the display room, the Earl’s donation from the old days.

And there was more than one.

"Looks like there’s some excitement to watch."

Tang Qi pulled Sally closer, letting the Night Beast release shadows to wrap around them.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the two stood quietly on one side of the lobby, watching the battle about to erupt over some "Earl’s donation" in the display room, still uncertain whether they were genuine or fake.

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