Proof of the Adventurer (I)

Liya

Seeing that Victor did not respond, Fisher let out a slight sigh of relief

Do not worry about others' blood

The sky began to darken, and the half-open wooden door was gently pushed open. Victor changed into a black robe, his expression indifferent, as if nothing in the world could capture his interest any longer

Is it the guild that has the triangular badge

Oh... I already know about that matter. You must understand that while the profession of an assassin emphasizes strength, it often relies on luck as well. My two subordinates had particularly bad luck. The target you commissioned left the town at dusk, traveling on foot to Dawo Village, which was originally the best environment for an assassination. However, unexpectedly, a large group of sword spiders had taken up residence on the path between Dawo Village and Miweila Town. In terms of numbers, they were unable to compete, and their failure was to be expected. The president emerged from the shadows, and his bald appearance left a deep impression.

Captain, how did you let him in? He could be a robber or something.

"Shh... Gossip is not the same as meddling in others' affairs." Anderson raised his index finger to his lips, signaling Johnny to be quiet: "Be careful, trouble comes from the mouth"

The new recruit, lacking sufficient courage, shouted at the top of his lungs, immediately drawing the attention of the captain

Indeed, it has fulfilled your vow from the beginning, never to meet again

The wound, which was deep enough to see the bone, has transformed into a shallow red scar after a night of healing. The astonishing speed of recovery, which would be remarkable for an ordinary person, did not satisfy the lich.

The expression of surprise appeared for only a brief moment, and just like when he arrived, the dark elf retreated back into the dark door. There was no need for justification or inquiry; he knew what he had to do

At dawn, the guard saw a figure approaching along the path leading to a nearby village. The once white robe was stained with large patches of red, and the thick clots of blood made the soft fabric appear as heavy as winter clothing

"Fisher, we have been old friends for thirty years, do you still not know me?" The man smiled, his perfect appearance making it hard to believe that he was two years older than Fisher

The dark elf knew that his master was angry, and it could even be described as furious

As a being of the undead, it is unafraid of the threats posed by assassins, yet it is powerless to bridge the gap created by the dual shackles of being an illegitimate child and a mute in a short period of time. The mind control spells it possesses inflict irreparable damage to the brain; even if it can temporarily control Fisher to recommend and secure a position for itself, it cannot achieve long-term manipulation. The practice of robbing Peter to pay Paul is inadvisable. Fisher is Wood's only refuge and an important pawn that cannot be abandoned before gaining any real strength.

Even when pretending to have a broken leg, during the time spent in Buch Village, he never mustered the courage to meet her. This was because he knew that Leah had a strong-willed character that was inconsistent with her appearance, and she was unwilling to let her friends see her current situation

Information has been received from Miweila, indicating that the murderer is the Frostwolf

Victor just wanted to go to Jingyao as soon as possible; a small town like Miweila was not suitable for gathering intelligence. Gently stroking the wound on his left chest that had not yet fully healed, he began to reflect on his own complacency

"What test?" He somewhat sensed Victor's change.

Fisher remained seated in his not particularly tall alchemical tower until evening

Anderson knew that the hearing of a mage, under the influence of spells, was much more acute than that of an ordinary person. Fortunately, the young man who had just obtained the qualification of a formal mage a few days ago merely glanced up at the city wall, his stern face revealing no sign of displeasure. He walked through the open gate and soon disappeared into the fog-laden streets of the morning

Anderson looked with great interest at Victor's back; this was the first time he had seen the other person's features up close. Those facial features, that demeanor... Tsk tsk, he doesn't resemble a hunter from a mountain village at all

"If you wish to join Jingyao, you must first prove that you possess value worthy of my assistance"

On the day he obtained his qualification as a mage, he said the same thing

"Young Master Cohen, what is it that has you so angry? You're about to kick the door down. You should know that this is a building with a history of a hundred years and cannot withstand such rough treatment" A calm inquiry came from the darkness

I just want to see how much ability I have left... Including the incident with Buch, the Frostwolf assassins have attempted two assassinations in total. If they hadn't sent a novice, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to stand here and explain to you, my mentor, the reasons for my predicament. Although it is difficult to make further progress in magic, it is fortunate that my skills are more than sufficient to deal with ordinary mercenaries and assassins.

For the sake of the family and ambition, one can abandon even the woman he loves most, let alone a child who has become of little use. How could that woman who married into the Nottingham family simply let it go? Leah, forced by her, fled to a remote mountain village, never to return to Jingyao until her death

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Bafi Suweier. With his left hand tracing an arc in the air, he finally affixed hetushu.com to his chest, and the man who called himself Bafi performed a perfect noble bow

The healing speed has slowed down; it must be due to the overuse of abilities. Physical attacks and poison do not inflict significant damage on the puppet corpse, but that dagger... Not only is it coated with potent poison, but it is also a magical weapon, and the spell shield was broken by the anti-magic arrow. If it were a living person, they would have died the moment they were stabbed. It seems I need to be more cautious in the future; the puppet corpse is not as effective as Paglot described. If I accidentally damage this 'garment,' it will be quite troublesome to repair.

"Get to work, newcomer." Swatting away the hand that was waving in front of him, Anderson pointed at the door that was only half open

The girl in my memories always follows the dazzling Fernandes, like the sun, leaving me with nothing but her silhouette.

"Who told you about thugs and henchmen? I am referring to the pack of wolves you have raised!" Finally, this statement from Fisher caused a subtle change in the expression of the other party

Without the support of my mentor, the head of the Alchemy Institute in Miweila Town, there would be no hope of gaining admission to the highly selective Crystal Radiance Academy

After returning from Buch Village, this child has changed compared to the past. Their emotions are concealed more deeply, and their expressions have become increasingly rigid

"Who is that kid... open the door, let him in." Anderson, who had guarded the gate for ten years, patted the newcomer on the shoulder, signaling him not to be nervous

But, is he willing to?

Still a step too late... The man known as Fernandez furrowed his brow. Once Fischer severed the magical communication, he turned the gilded ornament placed on the table. The vividly painted walls silently receded, revealing a concealed secret door

Stop! Who goes there

Due to the fear of Emperor Albrecht, Jingyao has issued a decree for the past fifty years, prohibiting the admission of those without tongues. This practice can only be broken by extraordinary talents or the powerful elite of the time. Young individuals like you, labeled as 'geniuses,' are as numerous as cattle in Jingyao. Lacking the substantial financial resources to bribe the higher-ups of the association, and without a prestigious background that commands the respect of the elders, how can you possibly reopen a door that has already been closed?" Fischer sighed deeply, lamenting the unfortunate fate of his disciple. Lacking the substantial financial resources to bribe the higher-ups of the association, and without a prestigious background that commands the respect of the elders, how can you possibly reopen a door that has already been closed?" Fischer sighed deeply, lamenting the unfortunate fate of his disciple.

Fisher shouted at the enchanted mirror, where the reflected face did not belong to him, but to another younger man. The red and white noble attire complemented a face full of authority; despite the frost in his temples, it did not diminish his handsome appearance

***

Victor rushed straight to the Adventurers' Guild, banging on the door with great force under the astonished gaze of passersby. The old man who had sold him the tongue stick yesterday was startled by the bloody scent of the guy who had just woken him up.

[ The task has failed ... . ... ] Struggling to maintain a sorrowful expression, Victor recounted the fabricated lie: [ A swarm of sword spiders has appeared near Dawo Village, and their numbers are overwhelming; I cannot clear them all by myself. ]

"Hey, so young..." It looks like he is no more than twenty years old. The new recruit feels a mix of envy and nervousness: "But the bloodstains on him..."

The best assassins in the town of Miweila have all failed, and the Shadow Guild still boasts that those two are ranked experts in Talan, yet they were still eliminated... This is it, Young Master Cohen will surely be angry, very... very angry

Unaccountably, he recalled the past. Those spirited years of youth had long since vanished without a trace

As the name of the guild suggests, the dimly lit building is shrouded in darkness, with only a few candles flickering on the small counter where commissions are received.

I know you too well, which is why I don't trust you! Over here, Fisher was so anxious that he was jumping up and down, while the person communicating with him through magic remained calm and composed

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness, with dark skin contrasting sharply against silver-white hair. This male dark elf bore an arrogant expression, moving with a lightness akin to a panther strolling through the jungle, exuding a deadly languor in every gesture.

President Eric

Adventurer

Staring at the translucent text floating in the air, Fisher suddenly turned and ran out. Watching his panicked retreating figure, the Lich did not overlook an important piece of information he had just obtained

Dragged into the cave by the sword spider, she died. The lich handed over the silver necklace that had been torn from Feili's neck before leaving, instructing her to keep it in the guild to ensure that when someone came to search for her in Dawo Village, it could serve as evidence.

This person looks unfamiliar, and their accent is not that of a local.

That is someone even the prodigal son of the Jialadi family fears

He refers to Wood's biological father

The pedestrians on the street were drawn to Victor's blood-stained clothing, yet they dared only to stand at a distance and watch the commotion. Due to the rampant presence of thugs, even places like the Adventurers' Guild were not safe, and no one wished to invite trouble upon themselves

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Cancel my task, the person could not be saved, and the sword spider was not dealt with. It took a great deal of effort for it to muster a look of disappointment. As the onlookers continued to gather, Victor chose to return to the Alchemy Institute, as the objective had already been achieved. As for the ostentatious blood-stained clothing of the librarian, it left Amode, who had come in response to the news, secretly lamenting.

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A concerned inquiry came from behind. Victor turned around and saw the female receptionist, Vina, dressed in the Adventurers' Guild uniform. This was the third time he had heard this voice; unlike the excitement of the first time and the flatness of the second, it now carried a sense of tension and fear

Both Cohen and Amode's bodies stiffened simultaneously at the sound of this name, which resonated like thunder; even a remote town like Miweila was aware of the significance it represented—the Grandmaster of the Shadow Guild

Have I been in the lower world for too long? Why is there an exam to become an adventurer?

Kohen kicked open the door of the Shadow Guild, followed by Amode, who had just received a scolding.

Hearing that his apprentice had gone out again, Fisher hurried to the dormitory where he lived alone. The dimly lit room had no lights on, and blood-stained robes were carelessly strewn across the floor, with a strong smell of blood permeating the entire space

"Johnny, it wouldn't hurt you to inquire a bit more about the town's gossip," Anderson commanded the other gate soldiers to open the gate, pointing at the young man who had just arrived outside the town, and whispered, "A freshly minted mage from our town, still warm from the oven."

"During your mission to Tidis, Victor's tongue was cut off! According to him, the assassin was a Frostwolf from Crystal Dawn. Fernandez, you have sacrificed Leah for your ambitions, and I do not want her only child to lose his life because of you. Victor is a rare magical genius; as long as he can enter the Crystal Dawn Academy, it won't be long before he becomes a high-level mage, and it is not a fantasy for him to hold the position of archmage by the age of thirty. And now? All of it has turned to dust. A mage without a tongue, ha—" Realizing his loss of composure, Fischer ended the magical communication, and the mirror finally reflected his aging appearance.

As long as Fernandez acknowledges Victor's identity, the child can effortlessly gain admission to the academy

Fisher will definitely get in touch with "him" and it won't be long before he finds out who Wood's illegitimate child really is

"Young Master Cohen..." Amode's lips twitched slightly as he replied in a low voice, "Victor did mention it when he returned today, but I believe..."

You, what is this ... ...

Without the feigned frustration deliberately displayed in front of the Adventurers' Guild gate, the return to a nonchalant tone aroused Fischer's vigilance

Mentor, I plan to set off for Jingyao tomorrow

Captain? '' He noticed Anderson lost in thought, and Johnny waved his hand in front of him.

"Sword Spider?" Cohen tilted his head towards www.hetushu.com, wondering why he hadn't heard him report this.

If he cannot even handle the minor troubles in Miweila Town, how can he expect to stay in Jingyao for long? It would be better for him to undergo more trials; excessive pampering will only squander his only asset

What about that little girl from yesterday

Fisher's opposition put Victor in a difficult position

The temptation of power surpasses all. Life, property, kinship, and morality hold no significance in its presence

You are ... ... '' Cohen paused, carefully scrutinizing the unfamiliar stranger he had never seen before

"Bailer, my eldest son had his tongue cut out a day ago." Fernandez's tone was as usual, only those who truly understood him could sense the undercurrents hidden beneath the surface

What do you mean

***

"Mr. Cohen, if you wish to teach someone a lesson, you may return to your own residence." From the darkness behind Eric emerged another man. This individual, in his thirties, was also dressed in black like Eric, yet he exuded an air of refinement. His meticulously groomed goatee indicated a status of some significance; whether as an assassin or a thief, one would not emphasize their presence so overtly.

Why are you unwilling to take proper rest

Victor was momentarily stunned, his face displaying the first blank expression since entering the primary material realm

Victor

In two days, the adventurer examination, held once every three years, will take place in the town of Miweila. If you pass the exam with the highest score, I will recommend you to the Magic Association. This is a dangerous gamble, as Fisher is betting on how much feeling Fernandez still has for Leah. He is wagering on how much luck and ability this exceptionally talented child possesses to stand out among thousands of candidates

Shut up! Stop giving me your self-righteous judgments! After venting his anger on Amode, Cohen kicked him twice but still felt unsatisfied and was ready to deliver a few more kicks when someone called out to him

Fisher looked at his friend's son, whose appearance was a complete inheritance from his father, especially those eyes, which burned with a fierce flame beneath their calmness. The only difference was that one aspired to navigate the political waters, while the other vowed to attain power

"The assassin you introduced did not complete the task." Taking a deep breath, Cohen suppressed the anger rising within him. This was a gathering place for thieves, a den for assassins, not his own home where he could do as he pleased

Frostwolf? No, it’s impossible! He... he wouldn’t..." Fisher seemed not to hear the words that followed from Victor; he leaned against the wall, murmuring to himself.

What is going on? Have you been injured again?

I do not care what plans and ambitions you have, do not hurt that child any longer