The Legendary Mage

Chapter 20

For five consecutive days, Alavin delivered goods in the morning, trained his physical strength, and, come afternoon and evening, delving into the mysteries of the Earthtorrent Greatblade. The more he studied, the more astonished he became at the blade's profound movements and the terrifying power he wielded.

He made a handwritten copy of the first technique and entrusted it to Carlys, instructing her to pass it to Celesse, and emphasized that it should be burned after reading. Such wondrous knowledge of the scroll should be shared.

"Why are you here?" After completing his deliveries, Alavin had just returned to the warehouse when he found Odell standing in front of the iron gate, hands behind his back, head tilted, and eyes askew—ever the infuriating presence.

Odell jangled the large lock on the gate. "Think the warehouse is your own? Why do you lock it up after a delivery?"

"State your business or leave."

"You..."

Alavin's gaze turned frosty. "I haven't settled the score with you regarding Nysah's affair. Don't stir up trouble for no reason."

Odell stuttered ambiguously, "What affair with Nysah? I don't understand."

"Get lost." Alavin, carrying a stone jar, moved toward the iron gate.

wanted to assert his dominance, but his muttering diminished his presence. "I've come to assign you a task. Get ready;

"Where to?"

venture out to gather herbs today, and we have arranged for several Senior Protégés to offer

a Botanic Haven Protégé on a herb-gathering

I heard they need

now?" Alavin narrowed his eyes, his

even a Novice Mage. Who else should I recommend?" Odell quickly stepped back to keep a safe distance, wary of Alavin's potential punch. "You have

Cloudveil Woods in search of precious herbs to enrich their stock of Elixir Herbs and Fruits. The Botanic Haven Protégés were generally powerful enough to handle the dangers outside, but for

unheard of for

Blade, wrapped it in three layers of beast hide to conceal its intimidating sword energy, and secretly stashed his

with various tools and enough provisions, it weighed a staggering seven hundred pounds. Alavin hoisted the barrel onto his back

than twenty from Botanic Haven. They wore silver-white robes embroidered with

Protégé within Cobalt Strike,

protection, mostly around twenty years old and at or above

stone steps into the

she doing in

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