I Can Summon All the Gods

On the second day, Irene arrived at Locke's residence early in the morning. She was going to take Locke to the residence of the level-8 mage.

On the way, holding Locke's hand, Irene said firmly, "I will definitely persuade Mr. Edgar."

"Irene, you don't have to force yourself." Locke smiled gently and comforted, "It's not the end of the road yet."

"Is that Locke Capet?"

"He is handsome and elegant. No wonder Miss Peter likes him."

"Handsome and elegant? Ha-ha, I've heard that he is a disabled man now."

"Look at his pale face and deathly aura around him. He is obviously a short-lived person."

Although he couldn't use the small universe, Locke's divine consciousness was not affected much, and he heard all the comments of people around him.

Locke's eyes twinkled with coldness. Of course, he was not angry at the gossip of these people. The news that he had become a disabled person must have been spread by someone behind. From entering the Imperial Mage Academy to now, only Wilder and Edgar knew the situation in his body. Judging from all the clues, he could conclude that it was Edgar, Irene's teacher, who did it.

He also knew what Edgar was thinking, and it was nothing more than trying to force him to stay away from Irene by spreading the news that he was a loser.

Humph, unfortunately, Edgar's plan would only be failed in the end. There were many gods behind him, and he believed that they must have a way to solve the hidden danger within his body.

"Locke, they know nothing. You don't have to care about what they say."

As a level-5 mage, Irene naturally heard the discussions around them. "I believe you can recover your strength."

Hearing Irene's comforting words, Locke stopped thinking about it and said, "Don't worry. I'm not angry with them. I just think of something."

"Hi, Locke, Irene!" While Locke and Irene were walking, a voice suddenly came from the left side of them.

Followed the voice, it was Tiffany and the others who Locke had saved in the county before.

"Hello." Locke greeted them with a smile.

Tiffany and the others came over.

Looking at Locke with a warm smile on his face, Tiffany and the others looked strange and sighed in their hearts.

In fact, they had been convinced since the moment Locke saved them, and they were grateful to Locke.

However, they read the news from the academy newspaper last night that Locke had become a disabled person. At first, they still had doubts about this, thinking that someone was jealous of Locke and deliberately slandered him. But now when they saw Locke, they finally believed the news.

They felt a strong aura of death from Locke.

It was cruel for anyone to be reduced from a genius to a loser.

"Locke, don't give up. I believe you can find a solution." Looking at Locke, Tiffany sincerely comforted him.

The young man named Webster, who was saved by Locke before, walked up to Locke and said, "Locke, I'm not an ungrateful villain. You saved me last time, if you get into trouble in the future, as long as I'm within my ability, I will do my best to help you."

"Then I'll not stand on ceremony."

Locke said with a laugh.

After chatting for a while, Locke and Irene said goodbye.

In a corner far away, a man was staring at Locke with a sullen look.

Locke Capet.

Looking at the backs of Locke and Irene, Doyle clenched his fists and looked extremely gloomy. A moment later, he breathed a sigh of relief, with a cruel smile on his face. "It seems that you have really become a wreck. Ha-ha, let me see how you can fight against me!"

Locke had noticed the person in the corner. But he didn't take it seriously. He was just a contemptible scoundrel, not to the point that he needed to take it seriously. If the other party really provoke him, he would just kill him.

After Locke and Irene came out of the Imperial Mage Academy, they directly boarded the airship.

Half an hour later, Locke and Irene arrived at the destination, the Cornas Manor.

The buildings of the manor presented the style of European rural architecture. It was located in a panoramic valley that was embraced by majestic mountains.

The valley was full of green and vitality.

Under divine consciousness, Locke found that the whole valley was shrouded in a powerful magic array, and the surrounding rolling mountains were also a part of the array. This array could not only block the enemies but also seemed to be able to condense wood magic elements.

Nourished by the rich wood magic element, the plants, and herbs in the valley would be more prosperous.

The guards outside the valley were two level-7 masters. In addition to these two men, Locke also felt several level-8 practitioners in the valley.

Because of the particularity of the profession of a healer, the status of a level-8 healer was not lower than that of a level-9 mage. There was even a proverb that people would rather offend a level-9 practitioner than a level-8 healer.

After all, in this fighting world, no one could guarantee that they would not be injured. And the group of healers was often united, offending a healer often meant offending a group of healers.

As they had made an appointment in advance, they easily entered the manor. Led by a maid, the two soon arrived at the pill refining room.

As soon as he entered the gate of the pill refining room, Locke smelled a faint fragrance of medicine.

In a corner, an old man was reading the pharmacopeia. The old man was about 70 years old, wearing a black robe, he looked energetic.

Seeing Irene come in, the old man's eyes lit up. "Irene."

"Grandpa Simpson." Irene greeted the old man and then took Locke's hand to introduce, "This is Locke Capet."

"Hello, Mr. Simpson." Locke bowed slightly and politely greeted him.

"Act under etiquette and work calmly." Looking at Locke, Simpson stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction. As he spoke, he frowned slightly. "But there is a trace of death on your body. Do you mind if I check it?"

Locke shook his head to show that he didn't mind.

Seeing that Locke agreed, Simpson waved his hand and a stream of energy was injected into Locke's body.