Realizing Glenn’s other identity, Robin approached him and asked: "Glenn, what can be made out using this?"
Glenn took the stuff Robin gave him and his palm quivered.
It was a crimson flower bud, as big as a baby’s palm. In the center of the bud was an eye, rotating as if observing. And around it there were some things moving, like some feelers or blood vessels.
"It’s the Evil Eye Kasmira." Glenn burst out.
"Evil Eye Kasmira?" The team asked at the same time. The bud belonged to Robin but it was the team who found it during an exploration in the forest.
Glenn gulped, and then rejoiced. "Evil Eye Kasmira is a core ingredient in making a very deadly poison. It’s a rare plant. Near extinctive. I once read it in a book."
"Poison?" Robin, who had no interest in poison, showed an obvious disappointment.
However, Glenn’s eyes were wide.
After four years of purposefully exposing himself to toxic substances, Glenn had become nearly immune from non-deadly poisons. He knew that in another year or so, he would have difficulty in finding the toxins appropriate to his body.
However, with this Evil Eye Kasmira as a key ingredient, Glenn could cook up that deadly poison and this would spare him five years of searching the right poison. When the day finally came, his body constitution would have reached at least 100 points. If he had a chance in taking advantage of the underground dragons, coupled with some constitution-enhancing sorcery, he might eventually become a level one Lianti sorcerer.
This sped-up process would be owed to Glenn’s "double evolution" property—the lymph and Gadflies. Glenn’s body was more adaptive to substances with the same toxicity, and had higher evolution efficiency. Average poison Lianti sorcerers would have to calculate precisely the efficacy of the poisons, and then the concoction, among other preparatory steps before exposing themselves to poisons. And the process usually took months or even years.
In Glenn’s case, the first stage cultivation would be done using a tenth of the time it would take normally——the fastest in the field of Lianti using toxin: Fastly getting poisoned, strong adaptive process, immune capability strengthened, fast recovery, and then he would be able to undergo another round of Lianti.
Thinking about this, Glenn held out a bead Quiet Spring gave him, and threw it to Robin. "This Evil Eye Kasmira is useful to me. I need it. And this bead contains an evil spirit. Let’s make a trade."An evil spirit?" Robin exclaimed excitedly, showing disbelief.
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Chapter75 The Traces of Stigmata Valley
Along the way, Glenn was tacit and stayed behind Lafite like he was her shadow.
He was not keeping quiet only trying to stay low-key. The other major reason was his infirmity after having gotten poisoned. And yet he was flipping through pages on water and radium elements.
"Am I being a little bit too quiet with Lafite on my side?"
Everyone in the team just let Glenn be in his solitude except for Robinson. He kept pestering him with petty talks, even mentioning the possibility of his marriage with Robin.
The scene reminded himself of Violent Bear, Iron Axe and Iron Hammer—All garrulous guys. Maybe Robinson could make friends with them.
Night fell.
Robin summoned her boar, and then she patted this bodyguard in the back, saying: "The aura he gives off is enough to scare off the predatory animals in this forest. Besides, my green-eyed monkey will be on watch. We all can have a good rest."
Having said that, Robin entered the newly-pitched tent she and Robinson shared, and within seconds, the sounds of Robinson yelping came out. He might have been under her bullying again.
In Glenn tent, he was studying the water element under the light of the Inextinguishable Flame and was trying to inscribe the basic water element magical matrix in his mind using his mental strength. He looked serious and sedate. All of a sudden, Lafite pushed aside the tent flap and got in.
She ignored Glenn and stripped off her clothes—all of them.
Glenn eyed her, yet made no response.
Lafite pulled out a vial of liquid vibrating with life wave, and attentively sprayed some on where her smooth and damaged skin met to water a growing tender shoot. After it was done, Lafite looked at Glenn whose eyes were fixed on her, and grunted: "Am I a log to you?"
She said that in a sorrowful tone.
A puffing sound followed.
Glenn sniggered. "Lafite, my queen. You’re not a log. I am. Even I’m touched by your beauty, as numb as a log I am."
"Hmm." Lafite shot a glance at Glenn, half smiled. "Forget it. You won’t have any interest in me with my face looking like this. Get out of the way and I’m going to bed." Her voice was a mixture of nonchalance and yearning.
Glenn walked to her and pecked her in the forehead, saying lightly: "You have a good sleep. I’ll join you soon."
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The Traces of Stigmata Valley.
The school that was closest to the great valley was the Ivory Castle School of Sorcerers, and next in line was the Black Isotta and the Hourglass School. The Bone Bell Tower School, the Umbra School, and the Compass School were located farther.
As Glenn and his teammates stepped onto the land of the Ivory Castle School, a crack troop of the Ivory Castle had already arrived at the Traces of Stigmata Valley, followed by an elite squad formed by students from the Black Isotta and the Hourglass. The majority of participants from the Ivory Castle would be mobilized.
Lafite gathered intelligence from an Ivory Castle student. Actually, it was more than a list of the nine schools of the 19th section.
There was the Lilith’s, the school Glenn was supposed to be learning magic at, and the South Ridge School, Tibetan Eye School, Glasswago School, Thunder Sawtooth Shaman School, Chiba Gate School, Kwong Ching House School, Avasaiakira Parterre School, and the Big Ben School.
Generally, these nine schools carried a brighter image, while the names of the 12th section schools were gloomy, depressing, cruel and mysterious.
However, Glenn cared was only interested in whether it belonged to one from the 19th section. That was what mattered.
The majestic mountain range trek was an arduous activity for students who couldn’t fly, and even more so when they carried a large bag of interjections.
Since the mission was to occupy resource points, then defending them would also be an issue when they succeeded in taking them down. With these interjections, the resource points would then be better protected. Besides, only a small part of the follow-up force who had weaker combat capabilities would be required to stay for the defense.
Otherwise, the resources captured by the enemy immediately occupied again; what would be the point in that?
Of course, taking advantage of the interjections was not the only approach in terms of guarding the resource points.
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Trudging on Daqipeng mountain for a long time, Anna had been gasping from the exhaustion. She clenched her teeth and forged ahead step by step in her crawl on the range, because she did not wish to be a burden of the team.
Green, on the contrary, had almost recovered his physical stamina and was not feeling any discomfort. Catching Anna having trouble hauling in this mountain road, Glenn discontinued the basic inscription of the water elements magic matrix.
Glenn walked down to Anna and rapped the bag on her back. As he touched it, a repulsive force was produced from Glenn's body, and the next second, the bag slowly floated up, hovering.
"What a wondrous magic! Thanks, Glenn." Anna exclaimed to Glenn joyously, showing an admiring expression.
Glenn motioned to catch up with the other team members. And the group continued wading through the snow-covered range in big strides.
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Three days later, the team had crossed the snow mountain and arrived at an expansive gras
sland. The mountain snow melted into a stream flowing from their side. Above them was the blue sky and white clouds, as well as a flock of geese with pointed beaks flying as high as several thousand meters, towering the mountains that surrounded the team.
This is the Traces of Stigmata Valley.
Lafite spread the map on the ground, studied it for a while, and then she chanted a spell silently. Soon a life energy was infused into the land at her feet, and a blade of grass on the land seemingly "awakened".
"What sorcery is this?" Glenn wondered.
The blade of grass before Lafite then rose to the waist height of a human in a short period of time. Its leaves unfolded and revealed a bud within it, and in the next second, an unnamed creature flew out of it. Upon closer observation, it was actually a translucent, near invisible fist-sized baby bee; only, it had human facial features, albeit somewhat disfigured.
This strange, little creature flapped her pair of transparent wings, fanning a little bit of the wind elements, and flew around Lafite.
Lafite held out her hand, letting this weird little creature slowly fall on her palm and asked. "Where is the center of this Traces of Stigmata Valley?"
The little thing was just a thin film of element and after showing a thoughtful expression, its arm pointed to one direction.
Lafite smiled, and transferred some life energy into its body. This small creature suddenly became happy as if it had been fed to satisfaction and soon fell asleep in her palm. From time to time, it unconsciously kicked its two hind legs, like a child in shallow sleep.
Lafite gently placed this translucent little thing into the bud, and then this large grass slowly shrunk to its original form.
"Let’s move. Our mission is in there. Do not let the 19th students get there before us." Lafite pointed in one direction.
The team galloped. Although students from their side—the Ivory Castle, the Black Isotta, the Hourglass—had sent first troops to the resource points, but they would target 15 ones at the very center of the valley, leaving the 35 resource points scattered in the front line uncovered. If occupied by the 19th students, there would be trouble.
At least by far, Glenn had subconsciously taken them as opponents at his own level...
"Glenn, do you know why Traces of Stigmata Valley is named as such?" Robinson asked Glenn proudly as he kept running. Even in his dash to the destination, Robinson couldn’t stop talking.
Glenn shook his head and asked: "What's the story?"
Seeing Glenn didn’t know the answer, his proud look became even more apparent, his face beaming with joy. "It’s said that in ancient times, a Stigmata sorcerer died and fell to this place. When he landed, it caused a huge impact, destroyed a large part of the Bramble Forest and formed this valley. As a result of this sorcerer’s dead body, this valley became a treasure trove of resources and had been developed jointly by the sorcerers from both of the 12th and the 19th."
Glenn was stunned!
"Taking the impact of a Stigmata sorcerer’s dead body, and a valley this huge was shaped? I am afraid to say an ordinary Stigmata sorcerer would not have such a powerful force!"
Robinson catching sight of Glenn’s stunned face, his proud was indescribably palpable.
But...
Soon, Glenn's originally shocked expression slowly transformed into a sad and painful one...
A Stigmata sorcerer seldom appeared in the sorcerer world, the place which bred the sorcerer civilization, not to mention to be engaged in a fight. Of course they would face conflicts and the irreconcilable conflicts would then lead to war, as the sorcerer world is a competing world.
However, fights that involved Stigmata sorcerers would usually occur outside of the sorcerer world. And in this place, it would commonly be level three sorcerers fighting each other with the purpose of dismantling the sorcerer tower and thus reducing their opponents power amplification.
To kill a Stigmata sorcerer in this sorcerer world?
All that Glenn could think of was the second world war where the sorcerer civilization was at its the lowest point, where people died in droves and blood ran like rivers. It was the darkest time. Stigmata sorcerers and Necromancy sorcerers in countless numbers died in defense of the sorcerer land and its civilization...
Seeing Glenn’s sadness, Robinson thought he was disappointed at his own ignorance. Thus, he sped up and ran to the head of the team.
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Chapter76 Bright Sorcerer and Dark Sorcerer
Glenn, Chris, Robin lay prone two kilometers off the tungsten ore range. Along with them was Lafite. Half-kneeling, she turned one of her eyes to Eagle Eye and looked across to Robinson, who had approached the site alone for a quick scout.
In terms of sorcery, Glenn’s team was only second to the squad teams sent to the resource points before them, but they still had no idea whether this tungsten ore range had been taken by students from the 19th and whether there would be an ambush. Thus, they had asked Robinson, who excelled in skills of spying, hiding and escaping, to sneak a quick look.
Moments later, Lafite became relieved; the leaves that were produced around her to serve as camouflage were dispelled, and the bow put aside. "The site is all green. It seems to have been taken by our squad team."
Upon hearing this, Glenn and the others rose up and Robin said delightedly: "Brilliant, we’ve finally got some good teammate, and the mission will become a lot easier."
The squad team, jointly composed of students from the Ivory Castle, the Hourglass, and the Black Isotta, would surely be an elite team.
Glenn’s group proceeded with a slow march to the site with Robinson as the guide. Soon a mine pit several meters deep came in view. It was a place where ravines and gullies criss-cross. At the bottom of the pit stood two teams of students around ten in number from different schools.
One team looked unfamiliar to Glenn’s team yet the sight of the other team’s leader made Lafite grimace.
It was Ardas, the Brightness Sword, ranked as the 5th in the top ten students in the Black Isotta.
Lafite made a step forward, and shouted to them: "We are from the Black Isotta. We don’t have any badges." One half of her face was a beauty and the other was withered. As she spoke those words, her voice attracted much attention and nearly none of them showed any manner of disrespect.
"Hmm, if you had any, you would all be dead for sure." A student in a cloak stood out. He then continued,
"I’m Yates from the Ivory Castle. This is Ardas, from the Black Isotta. I’ve heard some of the names you mentioned. But how would you identify yourself since we haven’t met before. So just stay out of this pit until you have a way to prove your identity."
Lafite’s face fell, but she and the others had nothing to retort with.
At present, beneath Ardas’ well-aligned brows, his eyes were startled. Afterwards, he held out his hand; a gold bracelet around his wrist as well as several shiny rings on his fingers.
The ornaments seemed to be some fancy magical tools, containing some in-containable magical waves.
"No need to be outside now. I know this mask guy." Ardas said lightly. "The Ashen Mask Glenn whose name is on the hunted list. Interesting..."
Lafite turned to look at Glenn, but Glenn, having stayed close behind Lafite, didn't even look up and was focusing on the twigs in his hand, showing no intention of engaging in conversation.
Glenn would be immersed in doing his own stuff and when Lafite was around, he would always keep a low profile. The group members all knew this. It seemed his interest in some research never ended.
Maybe Glenn’s spirit was what was circulated in the sorcerer community — How hard you tried decided your achievement. This little saying was well-said, yet seldom could students really practice it. And this proverb showed the mentality of how the predecessors (the future self) regarded the successors (the past self) — with sarcasm and sighs.
Lafite began
leading the team down the slope towards the bottom. They were stunned by the sudden appearance of a shrieking mouse. Seconds later, they realized that it was a safeguard.
Thump!
Glenn’s group dropped their bags on the ground. Lafite the walked to Yates and Ardas, and said lightly: "I’m Lafite from the Black Isotta. It’s my hope we work together in laying these interdictions we brought as quickly as possible."
"Interdiction?" Yates shifted his gaze to the bags. He then smiled. "Good...Since you have the interdiction, you’ll be given some say in matters concerning this resource point."
Ardas, however, was studying this mysterious, taciturn Glenn, eyes narrowed. He was lost as to why someone like Glenn would willing to be a footman under Lafite.
"To be on the hunted list, he must be as good as to be a threat to the heads of the top four leagues in the Black Isotta. He could stand out from his fellows and there were legends about him that..."
Ardas’ eyes turned more serious, thoughtful.
This woman was incredible to be able to harness such a powerful "footman". Besides, sorcerer students still had some taste in partners, and Lafite was too ugly to be liked by him. She must then be treated with some respect.
Thinking about this, Ardas smiled, and whipped back his long golden hair. "No problem. We’ll try and be cooperative."
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Laying the interjection in a wide scope was troublesome. The advantages were the help offered by 12 other students and that no enemies were in sight. Thus, the building was expected to be completed in three days.
As Glenn was busy with installing the magical stones, he caught a glimpse of something. It was a dreadful scene. Inside a ditch lay a heap of over 20 strewn student bodies.
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