Abe the Wizard

“Go!” The Lord of Marshall yelled as he set off on his warhorse. He wanted to drag out his distance with Black Wind.

But Black Wind didn’t give him a chance. It followed him closely behind. The war horse was running at full speed, but Black Wind was still only jogging.

Soon, The Lord of Marshall patted his warhorse and slowed down. Then, he yelled at Abel, “Abel, you better give me a better mount soon!”

After this race, The Lord of Marshall further realized how much slower his warhorse was. Abel Castle was just in front of them, their first stop.

Abel castle was the original Marshall Castle. It was Abel’s first domain. Back in the days, Abel and The Lord of Marshall killed some invading orcs here, but of course, it had become a part of Harvest City as well.

Today Abel and The Lord of Marshall did not bring a single man along with them. The moment they reached Abel Castle, the front gate swung open. Steward Ken welcomed them in with excitement.

“Master, you are back!” Ken said with a bow.

“Ken!” Abel nodded and turned to The Lord of Marshall, “Uncle Marshall. Go take a rest. I need to do something before we set off again!”

“Great, I was just getting thirsty!” Said The Lord of Marshall as he jumped off his warhorse and carelessly threw its leash to a servant.

“Ken, my Earl Palace in Harvest City is getting renewed, and it needs a steward. You are one of my most trusted people, so I hope you can represent me and become the manager of Harvest City!” Abel said with a smile as he jumped off from Black Wind.

“Master, I will not disappoint you!” Abel deeply touched Ken, so he quickly bowed.

Ken had followed Abel for a long time, and he always remained extremely loyal. He had done a great job in both Bakong City and Harvest City, so this new promotion was a huge reward and a massive challenge to him.

Abel didn’t care about the Earl Palace in Harvest City too much since he would be living in his magic tower most of the time anyway, but that place was the most respected place in the city. It represented his dominance in the city; it represented his status.

Bartoli couldn’t stay there forever. Abel had already ordered a magic tower for her; she would soon become a part of Abel’s defense.

Therefore, the best candidate to become the manager of Harvest City would be Steward Ken. Also, It was common for a steward to take care of the domain among nobles.

The Lord of Marshall would be even more suitable if he was willing to move to Harvest City, but Abel had heard him say too many times that he would guard Harry Castle until the day he died, hoping he could see his lover again. This loyalty was what made Abel respect the man so much.

Abel stepped into Abel castle and saw the 10 Black armored knights of death, and he suddenly remembered his original promise.

“Master!” they yelled in unison.

“From now on, you guys will no longer be knights of death. You will all be Earl Abel’s knight servants. Ken will teach you what to you with your new identity!” Said Abel waving his hand, and the knights stood up again.

Every Knight had to become a servant before they could officially become a knight. From then on, they would no longer be ordinary citizens, but professional fighters.

“Thank you, master!” The knight’s voice no longer sounded lifeless and robotic. It seemed like a bit of life had come back to them again.

“Ken, find Bartoli as soon as you arrive at Harvest City. She will tell you what to do. Also, I’ll leave these 10 men to you for training. I don’t want them just to learn knight skills, but also knight manners!” Abel said.

“Yes, Master!” Ken replied.

Ken was very happy for these scary killers. They had been treated as knights of death ever since they were young, and now they could finally see the light. Since Abel no longer wanted them as human shields, they could finally take on knights training, grasp combat qi, and knight manners. In other words, there would be a bright future waiting for them.

From now on, Abel had the power to award some of these men with a knight domain of their own, but of course, they would need to attain enough war glory first.

These knights fighting skills were incredibly profound. On top of the magic dagger and shield Abel had given them, they were already a bit more powerful than a standard knight. Their only downside was that they were a bit old.

Afterward, Ken turned and said to the knights who were looking a little bit dumbstruck and said, “Quickly, say thank your master! You guys have the chance to become actual knights!”

They suddenly got clear-headed again and quickly bowed in a row, “Thank you, master!”

Although their gratitude might seem simple, it came from the deepest parts of their hearts.

“Off you go now!” Abel said, waving his hand. Afterward, the knights left.

As Abel was walking out the hall, he stopped and said, “Ken, make them learn a powerful knight inheritance in Harry Castle according to their ability. I will give you some potions later as well, so you can nourish them better!

The Lord of Marshall didn’t interrupt Abel’s business. Although he was his stepdad, Abel was now an Earl with a huge domain. He wouldn’t question the way an Earl did things, so he was just sipping a cup of coffee as he waited for Abel.

“Uncle Marshall, I’m done. If you are good, we can keep going!” Said Abel as he exited the hall.

The Lord of Marshall stood up and gave his body a stretch “let’s go; I haven’t ridden a horse in so long; it seems like my body is not holding up well!” He sighed.

As Abel and The Lord of Marshall were getting ready to go again, Abel turned to Ken, who was sending them off, “Just leave Harry castle to someone else and head to Harvest City. Don’t worry about it too much!”

“Yes, master!” Ken said with a bow as he watched the Abel and The Lord of Marshall’s shadows disappear into the distance.

After they made some distance, they came to a deserted place, “Uncle Marshall, I have a few contracted monsters. Let me show you!” Abel said.

“Contracted monsters? I’ve seen them before in Miracle City, but that not many. I heard they are very hard to sign!” The Lord of Marshall said with a laugh. He was an experienced man, after all.

Abel rubbed his monster ring in front of his chest, and a giant black portal appeared in front of them. Soon, an enormous white body came out.

“Uncle Marshall, this is White Cloud. White Cloud, this is Uncle Marshall.”

The reason Abel had come here was that he didn’t want to scare other people. His contracted monsters were extremely powerful, and they played important roles in saving his life.

“Abel, is this a sky sparrow? My god, you have a sky sparrow!” The Lord of Marshall yelled, he was stunned.

As a human knight, The Lord of Marshall knew about them. They were powerful large scaled transport devices for the Orc Empire; they could transfer the orc’s military power into every corner of the Holy Continent.

They were the core of the Orc Empire, so every human who injured a sky sparrow in a battle would have huge rewards. If a person could strike one down, they would be granted a domain automatically. That was a hard fact.

Abel had somehow signed a contract with these enormous transportation devices from the orcs? It was beyond what the Lord of Marshall’s imagination.