Abe the Wizard

Flora spoke to Abel, “Maser, Burbridge from Bakong City wants to speak with you.”

Abel couldn’t help but frown at that request. He was finally getting some free time to read the books that he collected. He did give Burbridge the right to contact him in person, but honestly, he couldn’t think of much that he couldn’t handle on his own.

Abel spoke towards the sky, “Take me to the teleportation circle. I’m heading to Bakong City now.”

After he said that, a white light wrapped around his body and made him disappear. Soon, he re-appeared at a large-sized teleportation circle, which then took him directly from the Abel Magic Tower to the Bakong City royal palace’s teleportation circle.

“Your Majesty!” Two knights knelt as they zealously looked towards their king.

Abel spoke after returning a bow, “So what happened, Burbridge? And who’s that person you’re talking to?”

Burbridge greeted with a bow, “Your Majesty, he is an intelligence agent from the Kingdom of St. Ellis. He’s here to deliver you a message.”

Banks, the agent, knelt on one knee and announced, “The great King Ambrose gives you his best regards, the honorable Grandmaster Abel. Prince Horace is in a life-or-death situation at the moment, and our king wants help directly from you.”

For Abel, it’s easy to guess that Prince Horace might be injured. As for why it had to be him to give the aid, it was also quite understandable. He was about the only person that possessed healing potions with special properties.

Abel nodded in agreement, “I’ll head to the Kingdom of St. Ellis now.”

Agent Banks stood up and knelt again, “Thank you so much, Grandmaster Abel.”

When Agent Banks was about to stab his lower abdomen with a dagger, he could feel a power that was stopping him from doing so.

Abel said with a displeased look, “Look, I don’t know what the rules are for you people, but suicide is a no-go at my place.”

Agent Banks was a spy that’s been working at Abel’s palace. Now that the Kingdom of St. Ellis revealed about that, it made sense that they wanted to show some form of apology to him. Still, Abel thought that it was completely unnecessary for someone to die because of it. He was a confident man. The guardian knight knew everything in the palace, so he wasn’t really offended either way.

Instead of asking Agent Banks any more questions, Abel decided to let him be. The St. Ellis Intelligence Agency already gave their regards. There was no point in asking for any more from them.

“Black Wind!’ Abel called to his portal beast ring. Soon, he jumped on Black Wind’s back and rushed towards the teleportation circle.

Whenever Abel left somewhere safe, he would always try to have some sort of back-up with him. This time, it was Balck Wind. He didn’t think that the Kingdom of St. Ellis would do him harm, but if he saw some troubles on his way, he could always tell Black Wind to use its “instantaneous movement” technique to dodge away from danger.

After getting to the teleportation circle, Abel decided to head back to his magic tower first. After that, he used the large-sized teleportation circle to directly move to the St. Ellis Royal Palace’s teleportation circle. This way, he didn’t have to change his channels at too many stops.

Prince Derek was already waiting for him, “Please, Grandmaster Abel. Horace is a very dear brother to me.”

“Please lead me the way, your Highness,” Abel bowed to Prince Derek. After that, Prince Derek ordered his men to offer him a war hose to ride on. Since Abel was already riding a mount wolf, the two didn’t take too long to start the trip.

Usually, there were many locations inside the palace that restricted war horses from entering. Prince Derek didn’t care about that much now. He was riding as fast as he could. He knew that Abel’s mount wolf could catch up anyway, so he just focused on reaching Prince Horace as fast as he could. Soon, they reached the palace as everyone watched them come.

King Ambrose came to give a bow, “I’m so sorry to have made you come like this, Grandmaster Abel. As a father, you have my utmost gratitude for coming to rescue like this.”

Abel bowed after getting down Black Wind, “I’ll do what I can, your Majesty. Please, let me check on Prince Horace right away.”

Fearing that he would make any sort of delay, King Ambrose promptly left after giving an inviting gesture to Abel. He then pointed towards the direction where Prince Horace was. Even the intermediate priest was still holding onto Prince Horace. If he moved just a little bit, it might just take away Prince Horace’s life.

Abel walked towards where Prince Horace was. With a scan of his power of the Will, he could see that Prince Horace’s life energy was like a candle that was about to go off. Even without his powers, he could still see the dagger and the pale hands in his view.

Abel turned to King Ambrose, “A minor injury, I see. It’s fine as long as the heart isn’t the heart.”

King Ambrose didn’t know how to respond to that remark. This was a stab close to the heart. It was the sort of injury that would be lethal for anyone. Still, for Abel, it was the sort of things that he often experienced during his fight in the dark world. He had his fair shares of escape death with his “full recovery potion.”

For Prince Horace, the full recovery potion’s effect was simply just too strong. Abel could use a golden-quality potion, but gold-quality potion was supposed to be something that only master alchemists could produce. Obviously, the golden-quality potions he could produce were different from something made by a regular alchemist. Still, he didn’t want to get into trouble by letting people know about how good he was at alchemy.

For reasons different from what King Ambrose was expecting, Abel had a worried look on his face. King Ambrose was about to ask, but the next thing he knew, Abel was taking out a red potion from his portal bracelet. Something like this would rarely appear.

Abel opened the lid. He pressed Prince Horace’s face with the finger of his left hand, and Prince Horace’s mouth opened on its own. It was a “light healing potion” that was used. Since the recipe belonged to the dark world, no one could tell what kind of potion it was. By appearance alone, it looked like Abel was feeding a bottle of water that was blood red.

King Ambrose didn’t feel relieved when he saw this. He thought Abel was just trying to calm him down, but Abel was already reaching for the dagger that was stuck on Prince Horace’s chest. Something weird was happening. When the dagger was taken out, no blood was flowing out. The wound just closed on its own.