Mage Legend

"Looking for me?" Lynch frowned, "Could it be that something happened to the teacher?"

"No, no, no, Mr. Caso is doing quite well, he's living comfortably." Pajies said, "Although I don't know the exact details, judging by the situation, after discussing, we'll have plenty of time to catch up."

"I don't understand what you mean." If Lynch had something he least wanted to do, catching up with Pajies ranked just above drinking the foot-washing water of a zombie. "After completing the task in Moon Harbor City, I won't need to constantly return to the association."

"Free, are you?" Pajies said, "I know what you want to do—quickly get away from me, and then hide where no one can find you. Lynch, oh, Lynch, do you think the association doesn't know about those things you did? First, you violated the orders of the Great Mage, acting on your own in Moon Harbor City; then you got involved in the world of the Dark Elves and even disclosed our mages' secrets to them. Do you think we don't know all this?"

"Hmph. Pajies, I don't know where your baseless accusations are coming from. Do you think by dreaming up some wild fantasies, you can enhance your magic level? Keep your crazy tongue in check, use reason to control it. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what? Apprentice!" Pajies laughed heartily, "Remember your manners before you take off the black robe, that's the first lesson for a mage! The Great Mage Kuziman returned alone to the association, although he didn't say where you went, any sensible person knows that he's preserving the 'once-in-a-millennium spell genius' for the association. He has a lot of magic-caused scars, and you're the only one who could do all that!"

"Kuziman is still alive? It's unbelievable." This was the most bizarre news Lynch had heard. Under the explosive force of the Great Mage's Wand, someone actually survived. Although he showed no obvious expression on his face, the words squeezed through his teeth carried a certain fierceness: "That's good, there's still a lot to settle between us."

"Go ahead, settle it then." Pajies clapped his hands, "If you've forgotten the way to the association, I can act as your guide, free of charge."

"No, I'll pay you." Lynch said, looking into Pajies' eyes, "Besides, if you're still financially strapped, I can write off your debts."

"Yes, Lynch. With Caso's care, you can of course talk big like that." Pajies said, "The so-called genius title has earned you many favors. The mistake of not reporting back to the association for such a long time can be overlooked. If it weren't for the Brass Dragon coming here, no one would know that you, this kid, can still jump around lively."

"Who said I might already be dead?" Lynch immediately caught the flaw in Pajies' words, "Did Kuziman say it? Did he say why I died and how?"

"Ha! You're still so particular." Pajies had a disdainful smile on his face, "Even the Great Mage Caso couldn't detect your magic power fluctuations, are you saying you're not dead yet? Speaking of which, I remembered, can you even still be called a mage? The connection to the union's Magic Network is gone, and you dare to call yourself a Mage Apprentice? Isn't this the real reason you're wearing a white robe?"

"Whether I have the power of magic isn't for you to say." Lynch smiled, "You can try it, see if I have mana."

"Hmph, I won't fall for that." Pajies waved his hand, "It was your teacher Caso who said you have no magic ability, he might have lied to protect you, it's happened before."

"Your imagination is getting richer, Pajies." Lynch leaned on the Powerful Wand, smiling, "What are you going to do now? Take me to the Mage Association's tower? I imagine you'd be happy to do that."

"Oh, I'm not the type to like interfering with others' freedom, you have your path, and so do I." Pajies shook the Spatial Bag in his hand, "I think you should stock up on food and supplies, I imagine in that place these things will be quite in demand." After saying that, he nodded, turned, and left.

While he had his back to Lynch, Pajies whispered, "Hope the Seal-Magic Prison still has single cells, or you're in trouble, genius!"

"Who was that?" Zilvra came up behind Lynch, frowned, and asked, "I don't like his tone."

"From the smell, he's a bad person." Soka chimed in. But she quickly pointed at the tiger in her arms, "It was saying so."

"Don't just follow the crowd, little one." Lynch patted the angel's head, "Have your own independent judgment, don't let my views on certain things interfere with you. But this time, that Pajies indeed is an annoying guy. Especially since I began my apprentice life."

"Why is that?" Zilvra watched as Pajies' figure disappeared into the crowd, "Are you two rivals?"

"Originally, he carried the title of a genius, but later that title fell on my head." Lynch gave a wry smile, "You must know that of all the titles in the world, the title of genius is the most useless. Then he saw me as a rival, always speaking sarcastically to me. Dealing with him is too tiring, so I don't quite like him either."

"So, is he your rival?" Zilvra always disliked life being too dull, "Which of you two geniuses is stronger?"

"Me, that's beyond doubt." Lynch held Zilvra's hand and walked to the other side of the dock, "Even before I went underground, I already surpassed him by a lot. Now, that gap still hasn't disappeared. Only when Pajies diverts his attention from me to magic itself does he have a chance to surpass me."

"That's no fun." Zilvra pouted, then pulled Soka's small hand and said, "You must train well and strive to be stronger than your brother Lynch one day, to suppress his arrogance."

"Soka will surely be stronger than me." Lynch shivered at the thought of the heavenly angel's documented strength. In the divine war a millennium ago, the majority of Great Arcanists fell to this kind of heavenly angel, shot by silent arrows from beyond human perception, they were just the bane of mages. "By then, Soka will have to protect this weak human, me."

"Yes! I will definitely take good care of brother Lynch." Soka, although not understanding all of their conversation, made a promise.

"Lynch, there's something very strange." Macken Knight had walked quite far before realizing the mage wasn't following him. He had wandered a while before returning to Lynch's side. "I just met two priests from Pate, they're going to spread the new teachings of the Light God in Yim. What do you think about this matter?"

"New teachings? Are the old ones not good?" Lynch shook his head, "Although I have no research into faith and Divine Arts, generally divine teachings shouldn't be changed lightly. What on earth happened over at the temple?"

"It's not the temple that worries me, but the teachings themselves." Macken Knight frowned, "If you delve into it, there are quite a few issues in these teachings."

"Then you'll have to explain it slowly to me, after all, I hardly understand the original set." Lynch walked beside Macken Knight, "Go ahead and explain it in detail."