Chương 151: Would You Be My Disciple?

Xia En was woken up by the cold.

He shuddered and slowly opened his eyes.

In my memory, he was just chatting happily with the flower girl under the Golden Tree, and in the blink of an eye, he lost consciousness.

What did the little girl say last?

Please take her home.

Xia En raised his hand, wanting to rub his aching head, but found something in his palm.

Take a closer look.

It is a round ginkgo fruit.

It shimmered with pale golden magical patterns, occasionally revealing a few tiny ancient Elven symbols. Following Shane's gaze, a line of text appeared before his eyes.

Seeds of the Golden Tree A warm and peaceful aura emanated from the seed, carrying a strange power that brought Xia En a sense of tranquility.

He clenched his fist and smiled.

Since the child wants to go home, we can only take him there on our way.

A voice came from behind.

Shaen then realized that he had woken up next to the granite formations that made up the Big Dipper and the North Star, the same ones he had encountered before entering Rivendell.

at this time.

The others gradually woke up near a few rocks.

Shutark scratched his head, looking bewildered.

"What happened? Did I successfully escape from prison?"

Shane laughed.

This silly boy was banished to jail by the flower girl using the power of the rules because he violated his character during role-playing.

After that, it never appeared again.

They completely missed out on the subsequent plot developments.

Hearing this, they've even created a separate "Prison Break" side quest?

"Um----"

"Mr. Shane, are you alright?"

The first thing Philon and Elle did upon waking up was to check on Shane.

The others also asked Shane if they had encountered an even more powerful enemy later.

Xia En gave a brief explanation.

Zain then performed a magical assessment on him to confirm that he was not injured.

Everyone was relieved.

"Unexpectedly, the reason why Rivendell disappeared overnight was that it was burned down by its creator, Minus, himself—" Falshu sighed.

"What a pity, we didn't get anything on this trip. We left those ancient local chronicles at the inn too. What a shame."

The man shook his head, sighing repeatedly, and even looked at the granite stones at his feet.

Looking at his blatant gaze, Xia En suspected he wanted to take these stones back and keep them as cultural relics.

He silently opened his backpack and took a look.

At this point, you should praise your own cleverness.

At this moment, his backpack was full of glittering gold leaves. He had put them in while chatting with the flower girl.

These are leaves made of pure gold.

There are so many of them, enough to raise eight Freyren. Golden Tree, Golden Tree, the name truly lives up to its name.

At the same time, he reached into the pile of leaves and rummaged around.

He easily pulled out those books and stuffed them all into Falshu's arms.

"Here you are, your local gazetteer."

"!!!"

Then, he rummaged around and pulled out several maps of Rivendell, as well as a portrait of Minus, which he also stuffed into Falshu's arms.

"Here, your ancient books and artifacts."'

Falshu was completely dumbfounded when he saw what Shane had given him.

Then, he looked at Xia En excitedly.

Xia En immediately took a step back.

"Hey, don't try to give me that hugging thing."

Upon seeing this, Falshu laughed heartily, clutching a chest full of antique books, as happy as a monkey.

Seeing his expression, Lylene shook her head helplessly.

At this moment, Shane realized something was wrong and looked around.

"Where is Frilian?"

Philon pointed helplessly to the distance.

The white-haired elf girl was half-sitting beside a granite rock, hugging the rock, fast asleep.

The saliva soaked half of the stone.

Xia En was speechless.

Does this work too?

The group set up camp on the spot and rested for a while.

Now that the mission to explore Rivendell has ended, Lyleen and Falsh will be setting off to return to Oisassin, and El will be joining them.

That evening, Lylene found Shane.

The two sat facing each other by the crackling campfire.

The old man didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point, "Xia En, would you like to become my disciple?"

Xia En, who was poking at the flames with a stick, stopped upon hearing this.

What's going on here?

"When Ailu mentioned you to me before, she strongly recommended that I take you as my disciple, saying that you are cautious, reliable, intelligent, and have a good demeanor, making you a worthy successor."

"I also have high expectations for this."

"But when I first met you, I noticed that you didn't have any magical energy fluctuations, so I concluded that you didn't have the talent of a mage and gave up the idea."

"But this trip to Rivendell has shown me your true talent."

"It is truly a blessing that this lineage of sages, which had been severed for a thousand years, has been revived through you. I hope to have the opportunity to become your teacher, to provide you with resources, and to help you become a great sage."

Lylene's words were very sincere.

The way he looked at Xia En was the kind of sincere expectation an elder has for a promising junior.

Xia En silently lowered his head.

During the time we spent together.

Lylene rarely speaks.

This old man was not good at socializing, nor was he like Falci, who enjoyed talking at length.

Most of the time, he was either observing silently or keeping up with the others.

Every time he looked at everyone, his eyes were calm and kind.

to be frank.

Xia En likes this kind of reliable elder.

He had always been exploring the path of the sage independently.

Whether it's the use of [affixes] or the development of [Sage Abilities], it's all about feeling our way across the river.

He definitely needs a mentor.

As a Level 1 Mage, Lylene is the eldest disciple of Celia, the leader of the Continental Magic Association, and one of the key figures in the association.

The resources he can mobilize are immeasurable.

There was such a mentor.

It can indeed save a lot of energy.

but---- He glanced back at the tent.

There, Frilian and Philen were arguing. Philen forcibly dragged Frilian up to eat dinner, and Frilian was swaying and couldn't even open her eyes.

Philon patiently fed her spoonful by spoonful.

The white-haired elf drank porridge with his eyes closed.

He looks exactly like a little child waiting for his mother to feed him.

This scene made Xia En unable to help but smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't be your disciple."

Lylene followed Shain's gaze.

A moment later, he smiled too.

Having long been accustomed to the ways of the world, he understood Xia En's meaning.

He didn't try to persuade him further, but simply nodded silently.

"It seems my invitation came too late—" Shaun opened his mouth as if to say something diplomatic, but after looking at Lyleen's expression, he ultimately remained silent.

Such a serious but unexpectedly sincere old man.

Saying those things makes you seem condescending.

The next morning.

The two groups packed their belongings and said a brief farewell.

Falshu told Shane that hiring a fellow first-class mage might not be feasible.

Because the demons of the northern plateau have begun to stir, most of them are now on missions, and those with a little free time have been assigned to investigate the history of the [Sage].

There are very few [Level 1 Mages] available for employment.

Falci suggested, "Instead of waiting for someone to be free, let Philon take the exam."

"At such a young age, Philon was able to win first place in the [Level 3 Mage] exam. Such a talented young person will definitely succeed."

Xia En nodded.

"That's the only way—" The group waved goodbye, parted ways at the intersection, and went in different directions.

Lyleen and his group returned to Oisaster.

As planned, Shane and his companions took a detour to a small village in the Kula region to search for the "long-lived friend" that Frilian had mentioned.

"He's a very powerful dwarf warrior."

A hint of anticipation appeared on Frillie's face.