Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Chapter 69 Reduced Lifespan

"Good Spell."

"Thank you, young master," Morgrave said, still expressionless as before.

Ian nodded and turned to his father again.

"First Ring Wizard?" he asked.

"You can say so," Eldric replied with embarrassment, then added,

"At least he can contend with that old man Ethos for a while."

How difficult was it to become a Wizard? Even using the blood meditation method, a heretical method, the possibility was abysmally low.

"That's good too," Ian said, not entangling himself in this matter.

"Is he the only one?"

After thinking for a while, he asked again.

If there could be dozens of Wizard apprentices alongside Morgrave, that would be even better, right?

Eldric rolled his eyes and reprimanded mercilessly,

"Do you think it's that easy? All those aristocrats and their power were only enough for Morgrave. I did try to produce more, but they died horribly. Even Morgrave has little time left."

He then looked at Ian and said, "That method seems to be a low-end method."

"Oh? How much time do you have?" Ian asked Morgrave, surprised by his father's remark.

"I should be able to survive for a decade if there are no other accidents," Morgrave replied immediately, without a trace of anxiety.

He wasn't worried about dying early—his goal from birth was to die for his master.

"Hmm... good. There's still time. I'll find a solution before then, don't worry. Anyone who serves my family with loyalty won't be abandoned," Ian consoled him.

"Thank you, young master."

Although Morgrave didn't think a solution existed, reassurance from his master was already a great comfort to him.

"Heh... this barren place is devoid of treasure. Where can you find a solution?" Duke Eldric asked in surprise.

"Calvora Continent. I'm going to take the Ignisia Trial and leave this continent in one year," Ian said, then remembered something.

"Oh, right, I have something good with me."

Without giving his father a chance to stop him, he directly took out a large jar from his ring, filled with honey.

He remembered he still had some Honeyfang Butterflies' honey left from the failed meditation last time.

Now that his mental power was at the peak of first-class but without a spell model, he couldn't progress further. So, it was better to leave it to his father and reward Morgrave for his sacrifice.

As the lid of the jar opened, the room was immediately filled with rich and refreshing mana.

"Where did you get this?"

Duke Eldric looked at the jar of mana-infused honey in bewilderment even forgetting to ask about his plan to leave for the Calvora continent.

He couldn't fathom the value of such goods in this barren place.

If news of it leaked, he didn't know how many people would attack them to seize this treasure. Those old wizards might even directly kill them.

"Didn't I tell you I was busy with something? This was a small opportunity I got," Ian said, using this moment to explain his disappearance and kill two birds with one stone.

"Okay, don't act so surprised. Give half of it to Morgrave to stabilize his realm. After absorbing authentic mana, he should be able to control his power more smoothly."

Ian could see Morgrave was unstable and actively suppressing his power.

Spells required mana and mental energy, but Morgrave was supplementing mana with Knight blood energy in a diabolical way.

If he could absorb the mana from this honey, Ian was confident he'd be able to use spells more effectively.

"Young master, this is too precious," Morgrave hurriedly denied the offer, finding it too extravagant for a dead soldier like him.

"Okay, you don't have to say anything. You're now the backbone of the Veilstrider family. In the future, I might leave this continent. If you're here, I'll feel reassured," Ian said dismissively.

"Besides, like I said, within this decade, I'll find a way to extend your lifespan. Or do you think I was just joking?"

Ian looked at Morgrave sharply, applying invisible pressure from his Elemental Knight realm.

The pressure was so well concealed that even Eldric, who stood nearby, didn't notice it.

However, Morgrave was completely shocked. He found out that Ian was strong—so strong that just from his pressure, Morgrave knew he wasn't a match.

But as a death soldier, he quickly composed himself, bowed ninety degrees, and apologized.

"I'm sorry, young master. I overstepped my bounds. Don't worry—as long as I'm alive, nothing will happen to this family."

He solemnly pledged his life to the family ensuring Ian.

"Umm..." Ian nodded with satisfaction.

When a servant had more power than their master, some dangerous thoughts might arise.

Although he didn't think Morgrave was such a person and believed in his absolute loyalty, he still had to show what needed to be shown.

It was better to curb a problem at its root than to let it ferment.

After this small episode, Ian turned to his father again.

"Dad, use some of the remaining honey to concoct secret recipes and increase your realm. Also, ask Mom to practice too—she seems to be neglecting her training lately."

Recalling his mother's status panel, Ian gave the reminder in time.

Ian believed personal strength was the foundation, so he didn't want his parents to be weak or dependent on others.

If not for the strange curse power on this continent—and his desire to keep his parents safe—he'd have allowed them to practice the meditation method directly.

But everything had its time.

"Okay, I'll tell her," Eldric said with a relieved smile.

At this moment, he felt blessed as a father—he had no other wishes.

"Keep some of the honey for emergencies. Morgrave might need to take action in the future, and having spare mana that's easy to absorb could come in handy."

After dividing the honey, Ian handed it to his father. Your journey continues with empire

"Okay, I'll take care of it. Don't worry. Now, tell me your plan."

Eldric didn't forget Ian's earlier remark about taking the Ignisia Tower Trial.