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"Formal Wizard..."

Standing in front of Athir and listening to his words, Thor and Yana were shocked.

Although they were not clear at first, after knowing Athir for such a long time, they naturally knew what being a formal wizard meant.

Although the wizard civilization in the Maisen region is far more prosperous than that in Athir's hometown, it is still not easy to be promoted to a formal wizard.

To be promoted to a formal wizard, one must have at least third-class qualifications under normal circumstances. Even if an ordinary person has the talent to become a wizard, the possibility of becoming a formal wizard is still very low.

"Don't worry."

Standing there, looking at the expressions on Thor and the other man's faces, Athir smiled and said, "This child has very good talent. If he works hard in the future, it shouldn't be a problem for him to become a formal wizard."

Athir seemed very confident about the child's promotion to an official wizard.

The wizard's bloodline will affect the qualifications of his descendants.

Thor's ancestor was obviously an extremely powerful ancient wizard, whose power extended to his descendants through his blood, and still remained even after a long time.

The child in Athir's arms is proof of this. With a bloodline far stronger than his father's, this child's talent will definitely be very good, and may even surpass Athir in the past.

Thinking of this, Atier couldn't help but have an idea, and a black stone ball appeared in his hand.

This stone ball was obtained by him from the ruins of the Elf King. It has the ability to detect the talent of wizards and is considered a very good secret treasure.

Because of this secret treasure, Athir also obtained the coordinates of another world.

He gently placed the black stone ball in his palm on the baby's forehead, and the magic power in Athir's body flowed gently and was injected into the stone ball.

Suddenly, a purple light dissipated, along with a strong sense of heat, and was transmitted to Athir's heart.

"Fifth-level qualification!"

Looking at the light flashing on the stone ball and feeling the unique feeling of heat, Atier was startled and this thought flashed through his mind quickly.

Fifth-level qualification is almost the strongest qualification under normal circumstances. According to the wizarding world, only the direct descendants of certain powerful wizards can possess it.

Neither of the child's parents are wizards, so although Athir had anticipated the child's qualifications in advance, he did not expect them to be so high.

"It seems that her bloodline has produced some atavism reaction. The bloodline has driven her soul to become stronger, far surpassing her parents..."

Looking at the baby in his arms, this thought flashed through Athir's mind.

"Lord Athir, what is this?"

Opposite Athir, looking at the stone ball emitting purple light in Athir's hand, Thor spoke with some doubt, with some uneasiness in his eyes.

"don't worry."

Athir smiled and said, "This shows that the child is very talented. He will definitely become an excellent wizard in the future."

"That's good."

Hearing Athir's words, Thor and the other man opposite him both breathed a sigh of relief.

"The problem with this child is not too serious for now. What's more important now is you two."

Putting Suolana in his arms on the soft bed beside him, Athir looked at Sol and the other man in front of him and said, "She can't hold on for much longer."

After hearing this, the two people present fell silent.

"How long... can I last?" The weak voice sounded again.

Yana walked to the bed, looked at Suolana lying on the wooden bed with soft eyes, and asked.

"If you don't take any action, the curse on you will erupt in two months."

Athir did not hide anything and said bluntly: "Even if I try every possible way, I can only extend this time by twice. After that, there is no other way."

"That's four months."

Yana's face was a little pale, but she still turned around and thanked Athir from the bottom of her heart: "Thank you, Lord Athir."

On the side, Thor seemed a little silent. Looking at his wife and children, his palms clenched involuntarily.

"Don't be sad."

As if she had sensed Thor's emotions, Yana turned around and looked at him with a gentle smile on her face: "We have had a wonderful time. If it weren't for that accident, I would have died. Now I have you and my own child."

"Don't be too pessimistic, we can still try."

Looking at his wife, Thor forced a smile, then looked at Athir: "Lord Athir, since you are back, according to the original agreement, we should set off."

"Don't worry too much for now."

Looking at the people in front of him, Atier's expression gradually calmed down.

At the beginning, when Athir suppressed the curse on Yana, he made an agreement with Thor in front of him.

Thor agreed to lead the way to their ancestral land, and Athir promised to protect them both and promised to remove the seal of their ancestral land as much as possible.

By now, the curse on Yana can no longer be suppressed, and Thor and his wife's child has been born. It is time to return to their ancestral land.

"I will go to the surrounding cities to prepare carriages and servants. It will probably take a few days."

Athir stood up and looked at Thor in front of him: "You can spend more time with them during this time."

"After all, although the curse on you has not yet erupted, it has been such a long time that it is about to reach that critical point."

He looked at Thor in front of him, left these words, and walked out.

Behind him, Thor listened to Athir's words in a daze, with a bitter expression on his face, and his right hand reached towards his forehead.

In that direction, a faint black mark has begun to appear. Although it is not yet obvious, the trace can already be seen.

After walking far away from Thor's residence, Athir did not go to the nearby city to arrange a carriage as he had said before, but went directly to a nearby village.

In fact, Athir had already prepared the carriage and everything needed for the trip when he came. The reason why he stayed for a few days was just to give Thor and the others some time to prepare and buffer.

"I hope I can get what I want this time."

Walking on the road and thinking about this journey, this thought flashed through Athir's mind.

The reason why we want to visit Thor's hometown is that there may be a way to obtain world energy there.

When he first met Thor, a purple stone that the other party brought back from his hometown allowed Athir to gain some worldly energy.

It was because of this discovery that Athir became obsessed with Thor and his friend's hometown.

As he possesses the ability to travel through time and space, the importance of world energy to Athir, as the power required to activate it, is self-evident.

But for Athir, the current ways to obtain world energy are too rare.

It is safe to gain world energy by simply accumulating energy over time, but this method is too slow.

Directly absorbing the power from the World Stone is fast enough, but due to the importance of the World Stone, under the care of the dark wizard leader, Athir rarely has the opportunity to touch the stone.

In addition to these two methods, Thor's hometown is another place where Athir may obtain more world energy. Even though there may be a curse left by an ancient wizard there, Athir still decided to give it a try.

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Several days passed quickly while waiting.

A few days later, one morning, as the caravan slowly stopped on the road outside the town, Thor put Yana and the child on the carriage, then mounted his horse, apparently preparing to patrol outside.

"Are you sure you don't want to leave the child in town?"

Sitting quietly in front of the carriage, looking at Thor who was riding a horse and looked very energetic, Athir said: "You know, we are not going to a good place this time."

Thor smiled and said, "I know."

"It's just that I hope the child can spend this final journey with her mother."

He said with a smile, his eyes looking at the other carriage very softly.

"It's up to you."

Seeing his expression, Athir also smiled and said, "From now on, you will lead the caravan. If we encounter bandits and wild beasts on the road, we will leave them to you and the mercenaries."

"Please leave it to me."

Thor nodded seriously, looking confident.

Even though he is not a wizard, with his good bloodline and strong physical fitness, he is equivalent to a top knight.

This level of strength is certainly not enough to deal with wizards, but it is more than enough to deal with some wild beasts and robbers.

Athir was also very clear about this, so he simply returned to the carriage, closed his eyes quietly, and prepared to continue learning a lot of new knowledge that he had not yet fully understood in his mind.

In the Emerald World, through the power of the Gao Luo Kingdom and the Ten Star School, he had exchanged a lot of advanced knowledge in the Emerald World,

This knowledge is very difficult to obtain, and much of it is from the lost ancient wizards in the Meissen area. Even with Athir's learning ability, he cannot fully understand it in a short period of time. He can only record it through the chip and leave it for later understanding.

In the small space of the carriage, many things cannot be done, so it is a good opportunity to review the knowledge.

Soon, under the guidance of the guide, the carriage moved quickly to the north and did not stop until a month later.

"Lord Athir."

At night, in a camp, Thor looked at Athir standing in front of him and said respectfully: "Now that we are here, we will enter the forest. We will have to walk the rest of the way on our own."

"How long will it take?"

Listening to Thor's words, Athir turned around and looked at him and asked.

"If everything goes well, about a month should be enough."

Thor lowered his head and thought for a while, then gave this answer.

He walked to the map that Athir had bought at a high price and pointed to the topographic map on it: "If you want to reach my hometown, you must first pass through this forest, and then pass through part of the territory of the Swamp Kingdom before you can get there."

"What kind of place is that?"

Listening to his words, Athir asked with great interest.

"A barren desert, a polluted oasis, and a ruined altar and temple."

Thor's face showed a look of reminiscence and remembrance: "In fact, when we arrived in this area, the number of wild animals we encountered along the way began to decrease. After we passed through the territory of the Swamp Kingdom and reached the desert, it was dead silent."

"Apart from a few oases and some contaminated black soil, there is almost nothing there."

"What about the temples and altars?" Athir asked again, seeming very interested in Thor's hometown.

"That is something left over from the past. According to the legend of our clan, it was built to suppress the curse itself. It is something that our family needs to protect and suppress from generation to generation."

Thor answered seriously, "That is also our home. It is said that we can mobilize some of the power left by our ancestors to resist the invasion of others."

"Others?" Athir noticed the word accurately.

"Some local natives."

Thor replied: "In that desert, besides our tribe, there are many savages living there, distributed in various scattered oases."

"Those savages are very backward and look very strange. It seems that they have been in the desert for a long time, and their bodies look black."

To Athir in front of him, Thor told him the information about the natives in detail.

"Why do you sound so black?"

Listening to Thor's story, sitting on a wooden chair, Athir couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

They were discussing things here, and beside them, Yana was holding the child and trying hard to coax the child to sleep.

The next morning, after daybreak, they set out again.

There were no good roads to travel on in Senling, but Athir hired some people at a high price to take them away by boat.

After walking for another month, they finally reached the end of their journey.

It was a black land.

Unlike normal black land, the land here is very rigid and looks almost solidified into one piece, like a whole piece of black stone where nothing can survive.

Standing on this land and looking at this land where almost nothing grows, even Athir couldn't help but frown.

"These are local black soils, which are also a special feature of our area."

Looking at the black land under his feet, Thor sighed: "There is not much here. When we get there, we will see more."

"How were these lands formed?"

Silently grabbing a handful of soil on the ground, feeling the hardness and weight that was stronger than rock, Athir couldn't help but ask.

"have no idea."

In response to this question, Thor shook his head, indicating that he was not sure.

"However, there are some local legends about these things."

He began to speak: "Legend has it that long ago, two terrifying demon kings fought here. The force of the battle struck the earth, and even black scars formed on the earth, forming these black soils."

Listening to this legend, Athir could not help but lower his head and think seriously.

(End of this chapter)