Kind-hearted Grim Reaper

Goris laid Ah Dai's body back on the bed, as what Ah Dai needed most now was rest. Looking at the naive face before him, he couldn't help but feel a strange emotion stirring within him.

That night, the passenger ship that had experienced a pirate incident finally arrived successfully at its destination — the seaport city of Hisir in Varangian Province. The province where Goris resided, Varangian Province, bordered Hisir. From Hisir City to Varangian Province, it only took about three days' journey.

When they disembarked, the captain personally saw Goris and Ah Dai off the ship, returning their fare. Goris did not bother to fuss about it and accepted it. He then entered Hisir City with Ah Dai. Here, they were far from the extreme north and even though it was night, it was much warmer than the City of Nino.

Ah Dai stretched out lazily. He hadn't fully recovered from the mental trauma of the daytime and still felt very tired. Despite chanting the spells continuously, he could not summon the fireball again. "Master, where are we going now?"

Without thought, Goris replied, "Let's find a place to rest for the night, and we can take a carriage back to my place tomorrow. Huh? Didn't I tell you not to ask so many questions?"

Ah Dai looked stunned and muttered without speaking. When he woke up, he felt his mind was clearer, and he still remembered everything that had happened. Goris had stayed by his side, and upon seeing him awake, Goris's brows relaxed. He found that his master seemed to have softened and seemed kinder; he was no longer that scared.

The night was beautiful, the moon was bright and the stars were scattered. They didn't feel it was dark while walking on the road. Suddenly, Goris asked, "Ah Dai, why did you use the fireball to attack that man in black during the day?"

Ah Dai honestly replied, "I thought he was a bad guy. If a bad guy is fighting with my master, of course I should help you. Didn't you say that the fireball also has some attacking power?"

Goris snorted coldly, "Don't bite off more than you can chew. Do you think your little fireball could help me? If that man in black were in his prime, your spiritual power would have been shattered, and you would have become a disabled person, a fool. You idiot, you should measure your abilities before you act. The man's strength was obviously much higher than yours. Using magic would only speed up your death."

Ah Dai nodded innocently, "Oh, so there are limits to magic too!"

Thinking of the man in black during the day, Goris couldn't help but say, "That guy today was a Dark Witcher, and a master of the Dark Demon Clan. They have the innate ability to resist dark magic, and even my Black Flame did not show its real power due to its nature. These Dark Witchers are inherently cruel. If it wasn't for his identity, I would have killed him. You remember, if you meet a weird person with green skin and spikes on both hands, run as far away as you can. Do you understand? Eh, why am I telling you all this?" Goris felt a headache. After spending a few days with this silly boy in front of him, it seemed that he had changed somewhat.

Ah Dai responded happily, "Thank you, Master. I understand. I'll run if I meet someone with green skin and spiked hands."

Goris grunted ambiguously in acknowledgment, pointed to an inn ahead, and said, "Let's stay there."

Just as they were about to enter the inn, Ah Dai suddenly exclaimed, "Master, look, that man over there is so strange! Why is he dressed like that?"

Goris followed Ah Dai's pointing finger and saw a tall man also walking towards the inn. The man was wearing a white robe with a golden hexagonal symbol in the middle of his chest. His golden hair was draped over his shoulders, and there was a sacred aura around his body. Goris couldn't help but feel a chill, as this man was a cleric from the Holy Church, and clergies were his anathema. Goris practiced magic that was primarily dark and supplemented with fire, while the cleric's light magic was blessed by high-ranking priests of the church, which contained a strong sacred aura. Therefore, they were the people Goris least liked to see.

The cleric had already walked up to them by that time. He bent down to look at Ah Dai, then looked at Goris, smiled kindly, nodded slightly, and went into the inn.

Ah Dai asked, "Master, he was smiling at us. His smile is so gentle. Why was he smiling?"

Although they only passed by, the sacred aura emitted from the cleric still made Goris very uncomfortable. He grunted and said, "That guy is a cleric of the Holy Church, probably a low-level or mid-level priest. Let's go, aren't you hungry?"

"Hungry, I'm so hungry! Master, what are we eating today?"

"What to eat? Let me think..." After spending a few days on the ship, Goris wasn't able to eat or sleep well, he definitely needed to replenish his energy. However, he didn't realize that Ah Dai seemed to have become a lot more cheeky around him, and he wasn't bothered by it.

After having dinner, Goris and Ah Dai went back to their room and had a good night's sleep.

The next morning, Goris felt much better and Ah Dai also seemed quite rejuvenated, as if yesterday's mental trauma had healed already. The recovery power of children was indeed strong!

Goris opened the door of the room, called for a servant, threw him a silver coin, and told him to hire a carriage.

"Master, are we really going to take a carriage?"

Goris frowned and said, "Why do you have so many questions? Be quiet. Go recite your spell."

"Oh." Ah Dai replied, and sat aside recalling the Flame Spell Goris had just taught him. Flame Spell was different from Fireball Technique. Although Fireball Technique had more attacking power, its attacking area was small. And even though the Flame Spell's attacking power was weaker, and the spell was relatively longer, its attacking area was much wider.

"Oh, elements of fire that permeate between heaven and earth! Please grant me the power to ignite, in my name, and with your power, appear, the burning flame." With the chanting of the spell, a small flame appeared in Ah Dai's hand. The flame gently swayed and the temperature around it rose appreciably.

"Master, Master, I succeeded." Ah Dai excitedly shouted.

Goris responded with annoyance, "What's there to be excited about? It's nothing more than a low-level fire system magic. Don't forget the spell. Recite it several times. When reciting, don't recite the last word of the spell. This kind of low-level magic can be stopped at any time as long as the spell isn't completed. With your weak magic power, if you use it several times, you'll faint again."

"Oh, understood." Still enthusiastic, Ah Dai continued reciting the magic spell. After a while, the servant returned and told them that the carriage was ready.

Even after getting on the carriage, Ah Dai still couldn't believe that he could actually enjoy the privilege of riding in a carriage. The comfortable plush seat made him feel completely relaxed, and he looked around excitedly. As he sat on the carriage, he couldn't help but think of the maid, wondering how she was doing. That old woman should be treating her well, right?

After a three-day carriage ride, Goris and Ah Dai finally entered Varangian Province. Along the way, Ah Dai saw many things he had never seen before. Although Goris found his multitude of questions very annoying, he still answered them all.