After Herag finished his meditation, he went downstairs to take a hot shower, there was a strong smell of medicine all over his body.
Northern Forest Region.
After Herag went out, he clearly felt that the atmosphere was different from usual, and the faces of the wizards passing by were somewhat serious.
He also saw many people who were already injured.
When passing by the flea market, Herag noticed that it was much quieter than usual. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt
"At this time, there should be more and more frequent transactions, it seems that many people have already taken tasks to flee Moonlight Forest."
Herag was focused on preparing for his promotion during this time and paid relatively little attention to the movements in the forest.
After arriving in town, he found that the crowd was significantly smaller than usual.
The originally bustling gathering place now had only small groups of people, and they all looked worried, seemingly unable to find a way to weather the storm.
The tasks allowing people to leave the forest are probably gone now, and even if there are any, they would be snatched up immediately, and those tasks are not enough to go around.
Seeing these scenes, Herag quickened his pace, feeling the need to leave here as soon as possible. Otherwise, even with Mr. Larry’s help, he might not be able to get out, as, in the face of the war machine, many things are very fragile.
"Teacher! I successfully got promoted." Herag reported his situation.
Larry was as usual, poured him a cup of coffee, and then poured one for himself as well.
"Add the sugar yourself." Larry pushed the coffee through the air in front of Herag.
"Your spiritual power is very stable, and the quality of your magic power is also very high, so I determine that there is no problem in your promotion to a Second-Class Wizard Apprentice, I’m not surprised by that."
Larry then, with a serious expression, said, "Now, to the main topic, pack up and get ready to leave in the next two days. Malcolm, that lunatic, captured a hundred pregnant women, presumably preparing to perform some evil powerful spell."
"Moonlight Forest has already reported this to Augustus Academy, Malcolm’s actions severely violate the basic principles of the wizard organizations on the Kala Continent, which is to not allow the mass slaughter of ordinary people."
Herag asked, "If Malcolm indeed slaughtered these hundred ordinary people, what punishment would he face?"
"Sigh, it would just be some financial penalties." Larry sighed.
This is how it is with official wizards, especially powerful ones, rules barely restrain them anymore.
The ordinary people on the Kala Continent are a vital source of fresh blood for wizard organizations, and the wizards’ lives actually rely on the production materials produced by ordinary people, so there’s always been a rule against mass slaughter.
Malcolm’s actions happened to draw the attention of various wizard organizations, but not to the extent that they felt compelled to intervene and stop him.
This will only result in Malcolm facing some financial consequences.
Larry continued, "I predict that when Malcolm’s spell takes form, that will be the time when Moonlight Forest and Green Cottage fully go to war."
"So, you need to leave here as soon as possible."
Herag nodded, "Understood, but where should I go?"
This was a question Herag had been pondering these days, with the Kala Continent being so vast, where would be a better place to go.
"I recommend you go to the Doris Kingdom on the West Coast, where the regime is stable, far away from major wizard organizations, you can pass this period relatively peacefully. The only downside is the scarcity of magic potion materials there. But that’s the case everywhere, as places rich in magic potion materials aren’t far from wizard organizations."
"And the task I’m giving you is to go to the Doris Kingdom and find a magic potion material called Moonstone Grass."
Larry pulled out a map, pointing to a large country on the West Coast as he introduced it.
"I remember you have a Space Ring, right? I’ve prepared a batch of magic potion materials for you, enough to last you a while. If you lack any basic magic potions, you can self-brew with these materials, and practice a bit." Larry turned and walked to a room by the side, opening the door.
He beckoned to Herag, "Come and have a look."
Herag followed over, and looking into the room by the door: "So many!"
The room was full of magic potion materials, all neatly categorized and placed.
"These are materials for basic types of magic potions, not valuable. I had a premonition that a war might erupt, so I pre-ordered a lot of magic potion materials, now many magic potion materials in Moonlight Forest’s magic pharmacy are being sold in limited quantities." Larry explained.
Herag nodded, understanding that if war broke out, something like magic potion materials would definitely be centrally managed and controlled by Moonlight Forest’s officials, and the amounts wizard apprentices could buy probably wouldn’t suffice for themselves.
"Thank you, teacher!" Herag solemnly bowed to express his gratitude, though Larry made it seem simple, this gift was a generous one, worth an unknown amount of magic stones.
Larry chuckled, "This is nothing, alright, store them in your Space Ring, go back and pack, and when you’re ready, come find me, I’ll take you out."
Herag chuckled hearing this, he was brought back by Larry, and now to escape the turmoil, he needed to be taken out by him again, forming a cycle.
"Teacher, I’ll head back now."
After leaving Larry’s house, Herag hadn’t walked far when he suddenly met Bessie on the street, she looked as though she was also heading to see Larry.
"Bessie?" Herag greeted her.
Bessie seemed a bit flustered, her gaze avoiding Herag’s eyes, she lowered her head and said, "Herag..."
"Congratulations on being promoted to a Third-Class Wizard Apprentice!" Herag congratulated her.
He had heard before that Bessie had been successfully promoted but had not encountered her until now, only sending messages over the talisman stone.
"Thank you." Bessie seemed to have something on her mind and didn’t say much more, continuing to walk with her head lowered.
Herag reflected on Bessie’s demeanor, feeling something was off.
After thinking for a bit, he suddenly realized what was wrong, "Why is Bessie dressed so alluringly?"
Bessie was wearing a pair of black silk stockings with suspenders, her legs were already long, and the outfit made them even more enticing.
More importantly, when Herag brushed past her, he noticed that under Bessie’s robe, she was only wearing a small XX.
Since knowing Bessie, she had always dressed very conservatively, always wearing long pants, and never dressing so seductively.
Herag felt there might be some gossip here but shook his head, continuing on his way, as it had nothing to do with him.
After purchasing some items hard to find outside, he returned home and began sorting out the things he needed to take.
With so many magic potion materials now piled up in his Space Ring, not many large items could be taken, so he decided to bring along those spell model books.
After finishing up, Herag picked up a quill pen and wrote a letter to Lillian, informing her that he would be leaving Moonlight Forest for a while, and might not be contactable for a short period due to certain circumstances.
"I also wonder if I can still send out this letter." Herag felt the letter should still be able to be sent out, as Moonlight Forest had only implemented entry and exit controls. As long as there was a legitimate reason, people could still go out, so the transmission of letters should still be normal.