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Chapter 114 - 114 114 The Hand of the Mage

114: Chapter 114: The Hand of the Mage 114: Chapter 114: The Hand of the Mage Watching the two people act so elegantly as if they were in a play, Zhao Guang felt somewhat bored.

After keeping them company and talking for a while, Zhao Guang finally left, ready to start his training.

But just as he stepped out the door, he was stopped by Ocoro.

From a distance, Ocoro waved at Zhao Guang—this guy was really well-informed.

“Today’s outfit really suits you,” Zhao Guang gave a thumbs-up.

The previous outfit, covered in mud, hadn’t been completely cleaned off yet, and there were layers of grass rope tightly bound around his body.

This reminded Zhao Guang of the trees he had seen on the streets back on Earth during winter—they looked just like this.

“I knew you’d appreciate it.

What do you think?

This style is quite artistic, isn’t it?

I call it ‘Bound Earth.'”

Well, suit yourself, Zhao Guang thought to himself.

What could he say?

“By the way, are you here to bring me something?

Where are the items I asked for?”

“Those artifacts?

They’re not so easy to get your hands on.

To be honest, I was on my way to train, but then Count Yars called me over,” Zhao Guang didn’t see any point in hiding it.

This guy had a very close relationship with Yars; even if Zhao Guang didn’t tell him, he could easily find out through other means.

“So, it’s that guy, huh?

He’s never up to any good.”

“Not exactly.

It’s mainly about the issue with the painkillers.”

“What?

Are those painkillers brought by you?

Can you really get your hands on those?”

Zhao Guang nodded, “I can get them, but it’s quite troublesome, and not easy to obtain.

It might take a while before I can get some more.” They were originally prepared for his own use.

He had been fortunate; otherwise, Zhao Guang might have had to settle for some common painkillers.

But after starting his training, Zhao Guang realized that common painkillers would be completely ineffective.

“Alright, prepare some for me.

I have my own channels.”

“What channels?

Can’t Count Yars already reach all the nobles?”

Ocoro scoffed, “Pfft, what can nobles provide?

Most of them are useless.

I have a friend who is a Mage.

He’s studying under a mentor in the Mage Tower.”

“And so?” Zhao Guang’s expression shifted slightly.

A Mage—that was something he wanted to get in touch with.

“So, some Mages need painkillers for their research, and many types of research can make use of them.”

Is that so?

It seems right, Zhao Guang thought, envisioning a mad scientist.

But what did that have to do with him?

Most importantly, what benefits could it bring him?

Ocoro seemed to read Zhao Guang’s thoughts and spoke up directly, “As long as the painkillers are effective, my friend can obtain some Mage-related knowledge and items for you.

Aren’t you training right now?”

Zhao Guang nodded, “Indeed, that is something I need.”

Ocoro’s connections were impressively wide; even Count Yars couldn’t compare.

How did this guy manage it?

The situation with Mages was something Zhao Guang was familiar with.

To some extent, these individuals even held higher status than the nobles.

The Empire could survive without a large number of nobles; there were always others who could take their place.

However, the Empire couldn’t function without a large number of Mages; they were a vital representation of an Empire’s strength.

“Fine, once I’ve got the painkillers, I’ll bring some over to you.”

“Let’s agree on that.

Oh, and take this.

It wasn’t easy to find,” Ocoro handed Zhao Guang a book, raising his curiosity: “What’s this?” Lately, Ocoro had given him lots of books, but most were on basic subjects.

After all, truly advanced material wasn’t readily accessible.

On this world, paper books were even more precious, and their prices were shockingly high.

Just thinking about easily purchasing a book like back on Earth was unimaginable.

It was only after coming to this world and getting his hands on these books that Zhao Guang fully appreciated how precious knowledge was.

“It’s just a trick—Hand of the Mage.”

“A trick, huh?

How effective is it?” Zhao Guang’s eyes lit up.

So-called tricks were spells that preceded Basic Level Magic—spells without a rank, designed for Mage Apprentices to practice.

Since these spells were only good for performances and held no practical significance, they were termed tricks.

But although they had no practical use in this world, on Earth, it was an entirely different matter.

Strictly speaking, the Misfortune Curse was essentially a trick.

However, because the Misfortune Curse was a simplified version of an Advanced spell that required a large number of special materials, it thus held practical value within the realm of tricks.

Even a Junior Mage facing it would tread carefully.

“Not very strong, not even matching the strength of an ordinary person’s arm.”

An ordinary person?

Ocoro must mean an ordinary person from this world.

The common folk here, accustomed to hard labor, had strength that ordinary people on Earth couldn’t match.

Although the strength was not great, a punch wouldn’t kill someone, but it was all about how you used it.

If you used Hand of the Mage to push someone off a high-rise, it would be an entirely different matter.

Most importantly, with this, Zhao Guang finally possessed his first genuine Transcendent ability.

His combat skills weren’t weak, but he had to act on his own.

To be able to cast spells without moving a muscle—that was a power countless people could only dream of.

“Excellent, you truly are a good friend, and I really like this spell.

If you come across other spells in the future, please prepare some for me.”

Spells differed from Battle Skills—in training your Lifebound Battle Skill, it’s best not to practice any other Battle Skills beforehand as they could interfere with one another.

But with spells, it’s the opposite—the more you learn, the better.

Because Mages, in a sense, rely on accumulated knowledge.

Without the requisite knowledge, you couldn’t learn certain spells even if they were right in front of you.

“Of course, our relationship transcends mere benefits.”

Ocoro grandly declared, giving Zhao Guang a hefty pat on the shoulder that left a black handprint.

Zhao Guang didn’t mind at all—it was just some dirt.

If a pat could grant him a spell, Zhao Guang was willing to stand there and be patted anytime.

“Alright, I’m heading back now.

I’ll be training outside for a while.

If anything comes up, have someone look for me.

Even if I’m not around, just wait a bit, and I’ll show up.”

“Understood, but I doubt there will be any issues.

Go ahead with your business.”