Abe the Wizard

Everyone in Harry Castle, Abel Castle, and Bennett Castle soon got the news. They all returned to their own castle through teleportation circles. Most of them didn’t know the risk. For normal people, going in a teleportation circle was an experience they could remember for their entire life.

“Abel, has the battle ended?” The Knight of Bennett did not go back to Bennett Castle. Instead, he stayed and Harry Castle and gazed at the 3 beams of light shooting up towards the sky.

“Yes, Father!” Abel’s voice came with a slight bit of sweetness. He was touched by his father’s care.

“Abel, what are those?” The Lord of Marshall asked, pointing the beams of light from the side.

“Uncle Marshall. Those are powerful souls!” Said Abel looking at the lights as well. The souls of Elite Wizards were so powerful in this world that even their death was beautiful.

The Lord of Marshall did not follow. He just saw 2 dwarf wizards. From the look on their faces, he was sure none of Abel’s men was hurt. Still, he was not sure what kind of enemy would leave over such horrific scenery after being killed.

Yes, it was horrific. Although to normal people, these lights might seem like a beautiful miracle, the Knight of Bennett and The Lord of Marshall knew fully well they were invaders. That was why they had to go hiding earlier. They were not expecting to see these 3 light beams of soul when they come back. All of a sudden, they realized how scary Abel’s enemies must be.

“Father, Uncle Marshall, don’t worry. The problem had been solved!” Abel said with a smile. At least that was what he thought, At least in the Holy Continent.

For the next 4 hours, Abel, 3 Elite Wizard dwarfs, Wizard Morton, Wizard Yveline, Wizard Murphy, as well as their apprentice wizards did not do anything. They merely stared quietly at these 3 light beams of soul.

The soul of these 3 rank 17 wizards slowly faded. Even the rank 18 Wizard Allen and Wizard Larkin could not ignore these 3 beams of light as they began to drink their wine.

Wizard Morton and the other wizards were paying respect to the souls of these powerful wizards. On the other hand, the 3 elite wizards signed up for this loss.

At night, Bartoli personally cooked up a meal. Of course, everyone had their own individual portion–a habit from the Holy Continent. Bartoli was unmoved by what happened today. She had seen countless deaths.

Abel did not think too much about it, either. He combined 3 barrels of master wine into one, turning them into luxury master wine.

If those master wines still tasted like rum, these Luxury Master Wine were basically a completely different thing. At first, he was afraid they would have some new special effects, so he let Bartoli try it first. The result was not bad.

Abel’s body had been altered by a dragon core. So he was basically immune to a lot of things. The result Bartoli gave out was that her Frozen force had increased a little. Although it was not enough to level up, the wine tasted a lot better.

The dwarfs had helped Abel a lot, and he really wanted to thank them. At that moment, the only thing he could do without stirring up huge trouble was giving them wine. Raising the quality of the was quite an easy task for him as well.

During dinner, Wizard Morton and the other wizards did not come back. Their status was too low. It wouldn’t make sense for them to eat with those elite wizards, so they just stayed in their individual magic towers.

“Grandmaster Abel, I heard your dishes are the best in the Holy Continent. I finally have the luck to try it today!” Said Wizard Allen. He sat behind the first seat of the long dining table, the closest to Abel’s master seat.

“That kid, Bernie can’t stop bragging about it. It seemed like you can’t call yourself a food lover if you never tried Master Abel’s food.” Wizard Larkin stared at the empty table and waited in excitement.

At that moment, only Abel and 3 Elite Wizard dwarfs were in the main dining hall. The Lord of Marshall and The Knight of Bennett sat in a second dining room enjoying their meal. They didn’t want to disturb them.

When the servants brought on the food, Wizard Allen and Wizard Larkin couldn’t even control themselves. Manners flew out from the table. Wizards were used to doing whatever they like anyway.

Abel smiled as he watched the 2 elite wizards exit form their momentary bliss. The higher rank the Wizard, the more precious this experience would be.

“Grand Master Abel seems like I need to stay here for 10 days now!” Wizard Allen exclaimed as he became clear-headed again.

“Me too, me too!” Wizard Larkin nodded as well.

For a wizard with a rank as high as rank 18, nothing could be more important than increasing their ability. Also, Abel had a giant teleportation circle here, so they could go right away if something happened. An opportunity like this could not be missed.

Wizard Cyril began to laugh quietly. He had stayed here for more than 10 days by this point. He had already experienced all kinds of euphoria, but still, he wouldn’t leave. He was short of time, Abel’s wine and food were way too good.

These other 2 Elite Wizards reminded Wizard Cyril of himself when he first came here. Now, he has become a regular.

Wizard Allen suddenly thought of the most important thing. “Where’s the wine?” A good meal needed good wine to complete.

Wizard Larkin also suddenly realized as well, “yeah, Grandmaster Abel, why don’t bring the wine up already?”

“I want to thank all your help today, so I prepared the best wine!” Said Abel with a smile as he took out a crystal glass of wine from his portal bracelet and placed it on the table.

“Grandmaster Abel. Something’s not right. The past few days I’ve been drinking barrels of Master Wine. It’s ok if you don’t give us your Master Wine today, but how come you only give us so little!” Wizard Cyril quickly called as he looked through that tiny jug of wine. He knew it was not Master Wine, but how could so little wine be enough for all 3 of the dwarfs.

“Ok, how about this Wizard Cyril? I’ll bring you a barrel of master wine, and you can have it all by yourself. Then, Wizard Allen and Wizard Larkin can share this jug by themselves!” Said Abel with a smile.

Wizard Cyril banged his fist on the table and followed as he shook his head “No. No, Grandmaster Abel. This must be some kind of trick. I’m not stupid. I’ll drink whatever they drink!”

Abel laughed out loud as he twisted the lid open. All of a sudden, a mysterious yet enticing smell of wine emerged. The 3 Elite Wizard dwarfs were stunned for a moment. This smell was better than anything he had ever smelled, including the Master Wine.

“This wine is not easy to make, so I don’t have much of it. I only have one jug today!” Abel said as he waved his hand to a servant. Afterward, the servants brought on little crystal glasses. If they brought out a bigger glass, they would not have enough to share for everyone.

The reason why Abel had used a crystal glass was to make this wine look more luxurious. He wanted to separate it from the normal Master Wine. In the past, those dwarfs just drank up a barrel of Master Wine in no time.

He didn’t want his Luxury Master Wine to end up like this, so he came up with this idea. Put it in a crystal glass, and only bring out a small amount of it each time. This way, they could retain their value.

“This glass is too small!” Said Wizard Cyril lifting up that tiny glass.

“Whatever, let me try first!” Wizard Cyril continued as he poured the wine in his mouth. All of a sudden, a snake of flame traveled down from his throat. His body started burning. Since this wine was combined through the Horadric cube, it had reached a sense of perfection no dwarfs had ever experienced.

Those Master Wine already had quite a high alcohol content, but this Luxury Master Wine was a few times stronger. Most importantly, it tasted a lot better as well.