Chapter 670: Chapter 317: Misha and the Life Court, Heather, Harassment, and Going Out
The little old man finished reading the opening with great passion, then immediately tossed aside the parchment he was holding and pulled out another piece from the carriage compartment.
Turns out the first sheet just had his own long string of tongue-twisting names written on it.
"Would Lord Ronan like to start with news from inside or outside Spirit Lake?"
The little old man asked Ronan seriously after taking out the parchment.
"Let’s start from inside Spirit Lake."
Ronan replied casually.
This monthly news delivery is considered one of the perks after advancing to Dawn.
It was probably created to pass time and provide entertainment for the many Dawn Wizards of the Deep Sea Faction who stayed home.
"Alright."
The little old man nodded upon receiving Ronan’s reply and quickly began to read: "
...The ’Fungal Mycelium Society’ founded by Level 5 Wizards such as Valentine from the Deep Sea Faction announced that the ’Intelligent Spore’ cultivation plan is about to officially launch. It’s understood this spell spore possesses..."
"Next."
As soon as the little old man began, Ronan immediately told him to skip.
If Ronan remembers correctly, it is already the third time he has heard this news about the ’Fungal Mycelium Society’ and ’Intelligent Spore’.
It’s always "about to," "soon," "any day now," "about to" again and again.
That "Intelligent Spore" sounds quite enticing, but frankly, it’s just a conceptual blueprint. Whether it can be realized is still uncertain.
Ronan always felt this was a "bid advertisement" news aimed at soliciting "investment" for the ’Fungal Mycelium Society’s experimental projects.
..The spell laboratory of the Fire School’s Kroisos Wizard had its seventh explosion of the year this month. According to insiders, this explosion was due to..
’Next.’
...Black Moon Faction Level 4 Wizard Steven’s Star Track observation experiment found new discoveries, but he himself is currently unwilling to share the specifics...
’Next.’
....
Ronan kept calling to skip.
Almost all were useless and boring news, after all, a month’s time is too short for Dawn Wizards, even if the scope expands to the entire Spirit Lake, how many interesting things could happen?
Mostly it’s just the same old topics being chewed over repeatedly.
..Deep Sea Faction genius Misha announced this month that he is officially preparing to advance to Level 5 Wizard. He is confident about this promotion and claims it can birth Primordial Spirit Seven Stars and above...
"Hmm?!"
Misha is preparing to advance to Level 5?
Ronan’s expression shifted slightly, finally hearing some interesting content.
Presumably, it’s the final preparation for the upcoming Son of the Deep Sea competition.
To announce so publicly before advancing is indeed something Misha would do.
Ronan does not doubt Misha’s ability to advance successfully, but as for his boast to achieve Primordial Spirit Seven Stars and above...
Ronan shook his head; regardless of the outcome, there would always be a group jumping out to defend Misha.
He’s like a child who grew up being propped up on the throne, no matter what he does, there would always be people applauding underneath.
Quickly finishing the internal news of Spirit Lake, apart from Misha’s imminent advancement, the only valuable news to Ronan was the conflict between the famous Fire School Level 5 Wizard genius Carnel and an old-school Level 5 Wizard, their duel results were unknown.
"Continue."
Ronan signaled the little old man "reading the newspaper," who took out a small kettle to moisten his throat, then continued the next round of "news reporting" without pause.
..Life Empire, one member of the Alba Royal Family, Garcia Alba remains missing.
Along with Garcia Alba disappeared the third set of Life Armor of the Life Court.
The current Alba King has raised the bounty for Garcia Alba and the Life Armor equipped on him to....the entire Life Court is hunting down remnants of the Ancient Witch Extermination Society...
Life Court...
The first news from outside Spirit Lake made Ronan’s mind slightly ripple.
He couldn’t help but think of Selena. Selena is one of the royal family members of the Life Empire.
During the genius competition, the Ancient Witch Revival Association disrupted the southern region, Selena was a primary capture target of the Ancient Witch Revival Association, it’s unknown if she managed to escape the hunt.
From the news just now, it seems another member of the Life Court has fallen victim to the Ancient Witch Revival Association, it’s unknown what relationship Garcia Alba has with Selena...
Ronan kept listening as the little old man recited.
..Tangista Empire’s Eighth Wizard Corps commander change..Tangista Empire’s Saka Zi Wizard Group disclosed the first ten pages of the ’Fire of Saka Zi’ manuscript...
...Witch Heart Hall....
"Bang!"
As Ronan was listening, a sudden muffled sound from afar startled the little old man’s voice into silence. Ronan looked up in the direction of the space entrance, seeming to think of something, he couldn’t help but knit his brows.
"Replicate the remaining news contents for me, you should leave now."
He whispered to the little old man.
The latter seemed exceptionally timid, nodded repeatedly, and after replicating the unread news in the carriage for Ronan, he drove the carriage through the space and quickly left.
Ronan got up from the desolate grassy field, his body briefly shimmered with silver light, and reappeared at the Light Gate of the space entrance.
"Bang!"
A loud thud resounded once more, and the Light Gate in front of him suddenly lit up with dense rune patterns, rippling in waves.
It was as if someone outside was fiercely pounding on the door!
Ronan extended a finger, gently swiping it horizontally across the Light Gate, which opened.
He gazed at the person outside, who was poised with a raised hand as if to knock, and said calmly, "Heather, you’re here again."
"You keep refusing, I’ll keep coming."
The visitor nonchalantly replied, then pushed past him forcefully, walking in with strides as if entering her own home.
Ronan looked at the chestnut-haired, green-eyed, fair-skinned pretty woman wearing a Wizard Hat adorned with white lace, showing a faintly helpless expression.
Upon closer inspection, one would find the pretty woman somewhat resembled Lady Mel, the Level 5 Wizard he met at his promotion celebration banquet.
The pretty woman also imitated many of Lady Mel’s actions and demeanor; if one ignored the subtle differences in their hair and eye colors, they seemed like sisters.
"Still the same, a monotonous and boring scene."
The beautiful witch named Heather entered Ronan’s space and immediately commented without courtesy.
Ronan seemed not to hear her, merely watching her calmly, "I’ve told you many times, your request is utterly impossible for me."
"You..."
Heather clenched her delicate fist before him, but her tone softened in a second.
"Damien, I’m begging you.
In over a hundred years, my grandma has only ever taken an interest in you..."
Heather, with her fists in front of her face like a pouting Persian cat, looked at him pitifully, "And her one thousand three hundred and twenty-fifth birthday is coming up, I desperately need a gift that will surprise and delight her..."
"I am not your gift."
Ronan rejected firmly, bypassing Heather and heading into the space.
"Maybe you could think of something else, like a homemade cake or a hand-knitted scarf... I think Lady Mel would be touched just as well."
"Do you think I haven’t thought of those things?"
In a blink, Heather leaped in front of him again, once more blocking his path.
This time, she wore a fierce expression, seeming to threaten, "All the surprises you can think of, I’ve already done them.
This year, right now, what my grandma needs is you, a companion to fill the void in her heart!"
"Then I’d be your grandfather."
Ronan frowned, speaking coldly, "Have you considered that?"
"Doesn’t matter."
Heather showed indifferent attitude, waving her hand, "I’ve had plenty of grandfathers; you won’t be the first, nor the last."
Ronan was utterly speechless.
"Promise me, I swear you’ll gain unimaginable benefits."
Heather’s eyes twinkled as she looked at him, suddenly speaking in a rather ambiguous tone, "Not just from my grandma, but also from me..."
As she spoke, she intentionally lifted the hem of her long skirt, revealing the snow-white thighs clad in black lace stockings underneath, seemingly seducing Ronan.
Ronan slowly narrowed his eyes...
"Bang!"
The fierce airflow made Heather instinctively close her eyes.
When she opened them again, there was only a tightly shut small door before her.
"Damn it!"
Heather gritted her teeth and pounded the small door twice, and when she found it futile, the originally lively and charming expression gradually turned gloomy.
"And now he’s putting on airs...
A foreign wizard with merely three stars of soul quality, who by dumb luck managed to ascend to Level 4, why?!!
Just because of that spineless and incompetent old guy Heliodor?
Humph!"
Heather snorted disdainfully at the Light Gate, "Just wait until you find even a step forward is incredibly tough, then see how you’ll come begging me!"
With that, her expression turned cold, and she turned to leave.
.....
Meanwhile, within the Secret Realm Space behind a single door.
Ronan muttered to himself thoughtfully, "Seems like I should go out and hide for a while..."
Heather is Lady Mel’s beloved granddaughter, also a Level 4 Dawn Wizard.
Regardless of status, background, or strength and qualifications, Ronan couldn’t do anything about her.
And with her constantly harassing, Ronan couldn’t even focus on hard training.
"It happens that I’m planning to search for the next Holy Shrine’s clues... and the Demon Crystals needed for sustaining the Secret Chrysalis and Light Cocoon, are also out..."
After a brief consideration, Ronan quickly made up his mind.