Lu Zhiyu watched the departure of the SS Eternity as the graduates of the wizard tower waved their farewells at him before gradually disappearing into the horizon. He had no doubt that this group of students would bring a storm of revolutions to the continent, just as Ahenaten had before them.
"Sargon, please take care of the tower." Lu Zhiyu was draped in a magnificent silver white long robe. The sleeves billowed when he turned around.
"Yes Master, do not worry. I definitely will not allow anything to go amiss in the tower. The rules that you have set and your wishes will be faithfully adhered to." Sargon saluted Lu Zhiyu earnestly.
Lu Zhiyu looked at him. "Good. You all have done very well over the last six years. I have forbidden you all from ever leaving the tower. However, from the next generation onward, your descendants will have no such restrictions. If your children are talented, I will allow them to become apprentices of the tower. If they are not blessed with talent, I will send them out and provide them with a life of wealth."
Sargon stared at Lu Zhiyu in disbelief. He knew the significance of Lu Zhiyu's words and the power of witchcraft. Over the last few years, the slaves had also gained a keen understanding that it was a truly supernatural ability and existence that surpassed everything. With those abilities, it was easy to awaken the powers within the blood, to manipulate the body and perform godly actions. If the descendants of the slaves could become wizard apprentices, they could leap straight into a class beyond the existences of the nobles.
Sargon fell to his knees, as his voice became choked in tears. "My utmost gratitude, Master! We will never forget your magnanimity. My daughter does not have the talent to become a wizard, so I wish to send her out to marry into a good family. It seems that my son may have the potential to become an apprentice, so I wish you would allow him to study within the tower. I understand the rules, so I will find the tuition for him."
Lu Zhiyu nodded. "No problem. I'll allow it."
Lu Zhiyu's body rippled and the corner of his sleeve disappeared. Sargon was already unfazed by Lu Zhiyu's mystical powers. To the slaves, the wizard apprentices already felt like a completely different species from ordinary human beings. As for Lu Zhiyu, the slaves viewed him as being on the same tier as gods and demons.
Lu Zhiyu had stayed some decades in Maria's World. He had finally completed the goal he had set for himself of becoming a level seven mythical wizard. Lu Zhiyu planned on taking a break after taking care of some miscellaneous tasks. He wanted to do nothing and relax for a bit. After all, for the past twenty years, he had been working tirelessly, and even sleeping in the laboratory, as he was developing his research. Lu Zhiyu felt that the stress within him had reached a breaking point.
Lu Zhiyu yearned to go back to the Earth, the world of humankind. He wanted to return to experience the feeling of living in that kind of community again. Though he was used to the life of solitude, it was still uncomfortable for him.
"Soon, it will be New Years in Maria's World. Calculating by the new calendar set by the Church of Light, it should be in about a month."
Lu Zhiyu remembered that the first day of the new year was when the Church of Light was going to hold the Saint Baptism ritual at St. Sarl City. The creation of the Saints and the appearance of the divine system was very important to Lu Zhiyu, as it was a way to balance out the wizards.
Without competition, there would be no progress and no elimination of the weak. In such a scenario, the quality of things tended to be the absolute worst.
As such, both the wizard and divine systems were essential to Lu Zhiyu. Though the divine system was crude, it still had great potential when compared to the wizard system. Lu Zhiyu looked forward to seeing which system would flourish within the competition.
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In the days preceding the New Year, there were countless carts and crowds heading to St. Sarl City of the Kingdom of the Church of Light. Many believers of the Church of Light had started the pilgrimage, kneeling after every step. It would take countless months to reach St. Sarl City, their holy city.
On the wide roads, not only were there large car brigades, but there were also large numbers of believers on both sides, wearing simple robes and serious demeanors, their eyes shining with pious fervor. These believers were everywhere on the roads heading to St. Sarl City.
All of these people were there to attend the Saint Baptism ritual, to witness the miracle of God. Even if they could only catch a glance of it from very far away or breathe the same air as God, it was their purpose in life and an utmost honor.
At the same time, the leaders of many nations and their nobles were also heading to St. Sarl City with the invitation from Pope Hodap from the Church of Light. All of the eyes of humanity were aimed at the holy city of the Church of Light: St. Sarl City.
The huge number of people crowding around St. Sarl created chaos. Other than the most skilled Knights of Light provided by the Church, there were also three other large armies stationed around St. Sarl City, each ready to be deployed at any time in order to prevent any incidents during the ceremony.
On the road, a cavalry team suddenly appeared. Hundreds of knights guarded a carriage that was heading to St. Sarl City. Behind the cavalry, there was a fleet of carts carrying a large number of resources.
It was obvious that this was not an ordinary figure, as they were allowed into the Kingdom with hundreds of guards. Only the leaders of countries could receive such treatment, so all of the people hurried to clear the roads, not willing to offend the mysterious leader by running into their brigade.
"Another king. Which one is this? The insignia on the carriage is unfamiliar," one of the merchants remarked, as he watched the brigade proceed slowly from the side.
One of the other merchants from the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro immediately replied, "That is the Golden Rose, the royal insignia of the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro. The one in the carriage would be Rooney the First, who recently ascended to the throne. He is the legendary kin of God, the master of dragons, a true legend and an absolute hero."
After he spoke, all of the people present gasped. Even three year old children knew about the legend of Rooney Elvis. His epic tales were lauded within the human kingdoms. Known as the man who killed a deity with a mortal body, he rose from being a lesser noble and took the throne from the powerful Luhmann dynasty, creating his own kingdom. This sort of legend, where an ordinary man rose to become a hero for the ages, wasn't the plot of some novel, but actual real life.
Yet almost no one had seen Rooney the First in person before. After hearing about his arrival, all the people looked at the luxurious carriage with extreme curiosity.
The brigade of carts holding gifts also attracted the attention of the crowd, especially the goldpacas. Their shining golden fur, quirky heads, and unique expressions attracted the crowd as if they had spotlights.
"What's that? It seems strange."
"It's fur is really pretty."
The merchant from the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro spoke up again. "Never seen much of the world, have you? That beast is called the Goldpaca, and it is an camelid that is special to the Kingdom of Rosa d'Or. Some people caught them from the Black Forest a few years back and tamed them. They have spread within our country."
"Goldpacas are very excellent camelids. They have a good speed. They can even run on mountainous grounds. They are strong and easy to raise, with very gentle natures. It's only a pity that they're a bit timid and a bit dumb. So far, many merchant teams have been buying them. I tried to buy some, but the competition was very fierce, so I didn't get any."
"Black Forest? Isn't that the legendary land of the demons, the kingdom of devils? It's said to be filled with monsters and demons. People can actually return from there alive?"
"They're that awesome? Then I must buy a few when I visit next time."
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