Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy-Chapter 539 - 537: Settling Old Scores

Chapter 539: Chapter 537: Settling Old Scores

Sharp Wind Continent.

On their invitation, Ivan stopped by Sky Flow Valley on his way back, a crucial place in his past years of training.

“Sorcerer Ivan, Elder Ivan, I knew you would surely become an Arcane Wizard, but I never thought it would happen so quickly. Truly, you are the most famous among the younger generation.”

Morris had spent most of his time in the Sky Flow Valley, and now was no exception. Seeing Ivan as an Arcane Wizard, he was filled with jubilation.

“Morris, I heard from President Doradoli that you’ve begun to delve deeply into spatial knowledge?”

Ivan smiled, noticing that over the years, Morris’s aura had grown much more robust.

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“Of course, I am after all one of the founders of the return city tower, though my contributions are minimal, I can’t be completely ignorant.”

Morris immediately reassured him and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt somewhat uneasy at heart.

Knowing that Level 3 Sorcerers and Arcane Wizards were worlds apart in every aspect, some people change completely once they step over that threshold, undergoing a major personality shift, or no longer suppressing their true nature.

He could feel that Ivan was not such a person.

“Ha-ha, well said.”

“Don’t doubt me, test me if you like, see if I can answer.”

“That’s your own suggestion.”

“Hold on, I must declare beforehand, don’t ask anything too esoteric.”

“Ha-ha-ha.”

Previously in Sky Flow Valley, Ivan had received considerable support from Morris, and they were good friends, hence he naturally wouldn’t treat him differently now.

However, before Ivan could begin testing him, Doradoli appeared in the drawing room.

“Alright, stop showing off your superficial knowledge in front of Ivan.”

“Important matters come first, you discuss, and I shall take my leave.”

Morris immediately understood his cue, considerately opting to leave.

It was strange, from Doradoli’s willingness to keep him close, it was obvious he highly valued Morris, yet in Doradoli’s presence, Morris always acted as if walking on eggshells.

Ivan watched his departing figure with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

“Ah, he does have potential, but his nature is like a restless monkey, always half-hearted in everything. It’s only gotten a bit better these past few years,” Doradoli sighed, seemingly understanding what Ivan was thinking, but looked somewhat helpless.

For Morris, Doradoli mostly felt frustration for not seeing him steel into something greater and was inevitably harsher on him.

In truth, Morris was aware of this, as other elders in his family had incessantly nagged him about it, making him feel the weight of mountains on his shoulders.

Sometimes, Morris wanted to ask what exactly they valued in him.

“It’s not too late,” Ivan said.

“Difficult, with his nature, it’s hard to become an Arcane Wizard,” Doradoli shook his head slightly.

Every Arcane Wizard had their own path, one could only ponder by themselves, items like the ‘Truth Gem’ were essentially just embellishments, not decisive.

“Sorcerer Ivan, may I ask you one more question?”

“Please do.”

“Regarding the Knight’s Path, Morris mentioned that thanks to your help, he went to receive an extremely important heritage but unfortunately didn’t seize the opportunity. Is there still hope for him in the future?”

“Yes, we need to wait and see whether he attempts to advance to Arcane, don’t we?”

“Good, we will discuss it in detail another time.”

Doradoli truly cared for Morris, even considering his fallback options.

Ivan, who had always intended to help Morris, naturally wouldn’t refuse, but he himself had not yet achieved the title of Knight King; such matters couldn’t be rushed.

Soon after, Wizard Hughmore appeared in the hall of this nine-story sorcerer tower.

The three of them delved deeply into the matters of the return city towers and return city airships.

For beings below the level of lords, spatial abilities often posed an insoluble problem, leaving them at a loss and even the lord-level powerhouses found it difficult to stop, which was why the “return to city” towers and airships could move unhindered across battlefields.

Under the enhancements of Doradoli and others, the airships could even break free from the restrictions of surrounding small towers to a limited extent, creating their own spatial passages.

Ivan couldn’t help but praise them repeatedly.

Afterward, the three discussed the Star Realm Gates and teleportation arrays, particularly the Star Realm Gates, with Doradoli and another mostly speaking while Ivan listened attentively.

The two did not treat him as an outsider, which proved immensely beneficial to Ivan.

In the end, they repeatedly invited him to stay in Sky Flow Valley, but Ivan declined neatly. However, he didn’t decline to participate in further research on the Star Realm Gate and teleportation arrays.

Ivan had always been very interested in the Star Realm Gate and teleportation arrays.

But more than these, he was interested in venturing into the underworld to see if he could find the old treant, Meg, or wait for Meg to come to him, inviting him to seek the lost throne.

Ivan stayed in Sky Flow Valley for three days.

In Sky Flow Valley, his renown was such that no one was unaware of him, and his return naturally caused quite a stir—after all, seeing the person himself was more shocking than hearing about him.

It could be said that these people witnessed the birth of an Arcane Wizard.

Several of Ivan’s acquaintances were there too, such as Nelson, Sang Dai, Yodura, whom he had previously worked with on the “return to city” tower, all former Level 3 Sorcerers, now entirely different from before, feeling admiration and envy that was difficult to express.

Three days later, the airship Lan Sao set sail again, continuing its journey to the Chanay Continent.

After a long voyage, the Lan Sao reached the Storm Traverse in the Storm Sea.

Looking at the vast wind-crossing channel in front of him, Ivan wore a meaningful smile on his face; he was a man who distinguished clearly between gratitude and grudges and naturally did not forget that someone had ambushed him here in the past.

“Just hope you haven’t forgotten either.”

The airship slowly moved into the Storm Traverse, and it seemed as if whispering voices arose from the wind.

Before long, the Lan Sao stopped at a place resembling a pass.

“Quick! Let this esteemed sorcerer pass without delay.”

Observing the Arcane Wizard on the deck, the storm guard of Storm City, fearing to delay, didn’t even bring up the passage fee but hastily opened the layers of thunder nets that made up the pass.

“Hold on,” Ivan said.

“Sir, may I know if there’s anything else you require?” the leading storm guard asked respectfully.

“Where is the Lord Herb Leslie of Storm City? Have him come out and meet me—Ivan Marichardon is here to settle a score from twenty years ago.”

Ivan’s voice boomed, clearly not only addressing the storm guard but also the people of Storm City.

This Storm City was quite peculiar, hidden just a short distance in the void beside the Storm Traverse.

Hearing this, the storm guard at the pass broke into a cold sweat, unsure whether to advance or retreat, but fortunately, someone immediately came to his aid.

“Who’s this brash one—ah, it turns out to be you, this human sorcerer.”

Elemental Lord Herb Leslie was in Storm City and, being directly called out, instantly teleported out and recognized Ivan at first sight.

“I’m pleased you still remember this sorcerer,” Ivan said, sizing up the elemental lord.

Like the captain of the storm guards, the appearance of the elemental lord resembled a solid wind bound by segments of armor, humanoid overall with distinct outlines of each exposed part.

Unlike others, the body of the elemental lord was nearly flesh-like, and his face carried an imposing aura not of anger but of authority.

“And what can you do about it? You think you are Hardy Charosi.”

Herb Leslie wasn’t particularly polite, not seeing how a sorcerer who had only recently become a lord could pose any threat.

“You should know what this is about; I passed by today especially to seek some enlightenment from you.”

“I’m not afraid.”

“If you are not afraid, then follow.”

The two did not give in to each other, and a skirmish was inevitable after a few words.

Ivan was not here to wage war on Storm City, so naturally, there was no need to battle inside the Storm Traverse; he flew out of the traverse first.

The elemental lord, Herb Leslie, not fearful at all, quickly followed.

The two rapidly disappeared into the traverse.

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