Netheril’s Glory

When Punk was travelling in the Jungle, he just had to release his powerful official level aura, and that would be enough to scare away all hungry beasts. And of course, for Punk, who had already learned a few official-level spells, hunting for food was not a hassle. And also, through an official prophecy spell, he easily found the way to Dolez city in the kingdom of Dylan.

But although he came out from the lush Jungle, he was still very annoyed because of the long and harsh travelling experience through the countless mountains and rivers. Right now, the most important thing to him was a safe and secluded environment to consolidate his level and study the spells left behind by McNeesey, but no matter whether it was the noisy Jungle or this rugged abandoned business road, both were obviously unable to provide an environment that met his requirements.

What annoyed him the most was that he was still a long distance from Dolez City. It would be hugely uncomfortable and time-wasting to walk on feet, but he was also hesitant to summon a mount as... whenever he thought of that stupid dog......it reminded him not to repeat that shameful situation again!

Just when Punk sighed and made up his mind to honestly measure every inch of the land to the city of Dolez, he keenly noticed that a small convoy was slowly coming from the distant horizon.

The size of the convoy was very small, and most of the private soldiers accompanying them were ordinary people. There as only one and a half trainee-level warriors that were a little inconspicuous in Punk\'s perception. Although the silver badge on the carriage showed the carriage owner\'s noble status, this kind of low-key travel meant they were just a declining little nobleman.

Punk, who was eager to study spells, was obviously not intending to let go of the comfortable carriage, so after repeatedly determined that the entire team did not pose any threat to him, he decisively took action to force the convoy to stop, and at the same time he also tried to test his newly learned official-level spells— "Kinetic energy burst."

Because it hadn\'t been long since he became an official-level mage, Punk miscalculated the spell\'s intensity that he just released.

As a result, poor Lo Lan was still trembling now. Of course, Punk didn\'t care about these trivial things at all!

It wasn\'t until Punk walked to the front of the convoy that the dazed old butler and the horse-riding warrior realized that they were stopped by a mysterious official mage...

The tall warrior quickly got off the horse, but because he was still a lot taller than Punk, who was only fifteen years old, the atmosphere of the scene seemed a little embarrassing!

The old butler did not freeze in the same place like the big silly warrior. He stepped forward respectfully, and did a standard butler\'s etiquette, and then cautiously asked Punk:

"Excuse me, my honourable official mage. I am the current steward of the Minohorn family. What can I do for you?"

The soldier next to him also nodded while sweating. He now really wished that he was some dwarf\'s descendent. A trainee-level warrior such as himself dared to look down at an official mage... …He was afraid if this mage was a little poor-tempered, he would be already smashed into charred meat by a fireball!

Fortunately, Punk didn\'t care about these insignificant details. His goal was to study advanced formal magic theories without interruption in the quiet and comfortable carriage. He didn\'t even look at the old butler and the trainee-level warrior and took out a bottle of lethargic potion that he made casually on the road as compensation and then went straight to the carriage.

"Wait a minute, Master Mage, are you going to Dolez City..."

"Yes!"

Punk answered without turning his head. He already cast a prophecy spell, so the destination of the convoy was clear to him! It was completely impossible for the old butler to use some excuses to refuse Punk.

Pulling the cover of the carriage, what came into Punk\'s view was a cute little loli... There was also another young girl dressed as maid hiding behind this little Loli shivering!

"Get off."

Punk glanced at Little Loli, and he had to say that those stubborn eyes, pursed lips, and the little twitching jade nose, it birthed a feeling that made one wanted to bully her, but Punk just wanted to be alone now and didn\'t want to be disturbed by some stubborn kids. Of course, "the guest and the Host" factor was not within his consideration. From his perspective, he had already paid a generous reward which was more than enough to keep this carriage exclusively for himself until Dolez city.

But Lo Lan, the little Loli obviously didn\'t think so. As a beloved young lady, when did she suffered such bullying? The angry Lo Lan, for a moment, forgot what kind of power she was facing and forced herself to look at the Punk\'s deep blue pupils.

"You know, I\'m Lo Lan Minohorn. This carriage originally belonged to this lady. Now you are telling me, the master, to get off. Even if you are an honoured guest, it is just too much."

Punk frowned after looking at Lo Lan, who now looked just like an angry kitten. He just wanted to release a mage hand and throw the stubborn kid down, but he suddenly remembered that he still didn\'t know anything about Dolez City. He could learn some information from this noble lady, which would save him from the hassle of casting multiple prophecy spells.

So Punk regained his expressionless look and lightly waved his hand, a little spell pushed Lo Lan\'s petite body to the back of the carriage seat, and then he lowered his head and got into the carriage!

"Ahhhhh! What are you doing"!

Lo Lan, who was pushed onto the seat by a spell, screamed, then her face turned red because of the inconsistency in her mood!

"Oh~ Miss, this is a great official mage, and the lord generously gave us a bottle of alchemy potion. You shouldn\'t lose your courtesy"!

Seeing that his young lady was actually yelling at an official mage, the old housekeeper\'s tears almost came out. He ran to the carriage with the fastest speed of his life, then dissuaded Lo Lan while also flattering Punk.

"What? How old is he? He is already an official mage?"

This time it was Lo Lan\'s turn to be surprised as she didn\'t see the Punk\'s "masterpiece". Even a noble lady like her who didn\'t venture out much knew how powerful an official mage was. Generally, there would be an official powerhouse in a city, But... according to her, the boy on the opposite of her was just too young.

Fortunately, Lo Lan was not a spoiled and arrogant young lady; also, her family did not have the protection of an official-level powerhouse, so even if she felt wronged and ashamed, she still sat quietly by the window like an obedient school student.

Now only her pouted little mouth indicated that she was not happy at all.