Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes
Chapter 122 The Truth About ’Deleting Files’ (Part 1)

Chapter 122: Chapter 122 The Truth About ’Deleting Files’ (Part 1)

On the other side, as the Last Dragon Descendant logged off and vanished, the Crystal Ball dimmed, and feedback of the dissipation of observation markers transmitted from the mind.

The Magic broadcast ended, curiosity satisfied, Anvis contentedly put away the Crystal Ball.

But at that moment, he suddenly perceived a certain change in the trajectory of his own destiny.

As the Elf logged off, the volume of destiny feedback enveloping his fate’s thread, like the nebulous Nebula, seemed to suddenly increase a bit!

It may not be much, but it was a real increase.

This caused Anvis to be faintly stunned for a moment.

After carefully sensing it with some disbelief, the returned feedback clearly indicated that indeed there was a slight increase in his destiny feedback.

Could helping players also yield destiny feedback?

Anvis couldn’t help but find it a bit strange.

Previously, he had specifically observed the Last Dragon Descendant with his Mercury Eyes.

In the view of destiny, the fate thread extending from the Last Dragon Descendant was very special.

The fate threads of normal natives of the Yar Continent are bright lines shimmering with vivid starlight, extending far into both directions.

One end of this line, representing the past, eventually connects to another fate thread in the Net of Destiny; the end representing the future stretches continuously into the dense starlight fog.

The fate thread of the Last Dragon Descendant was completely different—his fate thread was very ephemeral and dim, and only a short piece existed.

The past section of the fate thread stretched directly from nothingness, and the future fate thread was utterly nonexistent.

Most crucially, there wasn’t the slightest trace of being Favored by Destiny on the Elf.

Recalling the past actions of the Elf, Anvis speculated:

This Favored by Destiny was most likely the feedback from fate obtained after players completed tasks, from other natives.

The Elf did not possess the profession of a Prophet, and besides, whether players could actually receive fate feedback was an unknown.

Thus, this part of fate feedback, using the Elf as a stepping stone, transferred to him through some connection.

.........

For a moment, Anvis shook his head, deciding not to ponder on these matters any further.

The end of the beta test, with players logging off collectively, symbolized one thing.

——The global unlimited public test of "Mysterious Era" is about to begin!

The joining of the first batch of millions of players will likely have no small impact on the current situation of this world.

While thinking, Anvis slowly got up and headed to the underground laboratory, ready to observe a set of experimental items he had prepared earlier.

"Welcome to your arrival, respected Manager Anvis—"

The heavy demon-repelling alloy gate opened, and the gentle synthetic voice of Silver echoed.

Hmm, today it seems to be a gentle female voice.

"Disable Spatial Concealment Array, disable Destiny Confusion Array, disable High Magic Harmonization Defensive Array, activate isolation chamber."

"Command received——"

As Anvis issued his commands, what originally seemed like a blank corner of the laboratory suddenly conjured a huge gray cube.

The entire cube was made of metal, its surface enveloped by a faint mist, with the ebb and flow of blue magic power glimmers barely visible on its surface.

At this moment, the mists rapidly thinned and vanished, and the surface’s glow dimmed as well.

When all the isolation effects were completely disabled, on the side of the cube facing Anvis, a stream of blue light rapidly ascended vertically, after several diversions, it outlined the contours of a door.

Afterwards, the metal in the center of the contour autonomously activated, flowing to the sides as if melting.

Anvis put on a specially made protective suit, isolating his own breath, and then slowly walked into it.

The inside of the cube was a small room; apart from a metal experiment table in the center made of the same material as the room, there were no other furnishings.

At this moment, on the silvery-gray metal tabletop, there lay a gold coin, a silver coin, a longbow, a skirt, an empty potion bottle, and a newspaper.

All these items are related to the elves and other players; some particular changes occurred to these items after the elves logged off.

The gold coin was spent by the elf to purchase resources, the silver coin was taken from the elf.

The longbow and skirt were equipment the elf had previously changed out of, the empty potion bottle was what the elf had drunk from.

The date on the newspaper was from the day before yesterday, with a headline about several players forcibly storming the Empire Palace and then turning into white light under the hands of the Radiant Knight Order that guards the palace.

Anvis clearly remembered that besides these items, there was also a letter previously in the center of the experiment table.

But now, it has disappeared without a trace!

After scanning the remaining items on the table, Anvis walked over and inspected each item carefully.

After confirming that there were no other changes, he tapped the magic bell, summoning the several guards he had specifically instructed to wait in the living room of his residence.

"Gentlemen, do you remember the items on this tabletop that I asked you to keep in mind?"

Looking at the visors lifted by the several guards, Anvis slowly asked.

"Now, please tell me, which item is missing from here?"

Glancing at the scattered items on the table, the guards looked at each other in confusion.

Eventually, one of the strongest guards stood out.

He was clad in full black knight armor, the high-ranking guard who had brought the Last Dragon Descendant to see Anvis a few days ago.

Unlike those family professionals dispatched to support the elves, he was a true confidant specially sent by the Duke, an Eighth Rank Frostwind Knight tasked with ensuring Anvis’s safety.

"Lord Anvis, there is nothing missing here."

After carefully confirming once more, the guard respectfully answered.

"Hmm, is that also your response?"

Anvis turned his head non-committally and looked towards the other guards.

"Yes, Lord Anvis."

The several guards also nodded, affirming that nothing was missing from among the items.

Nodding, Anvis’s gaze turned back to the heavy armor guard.

"What is your name?"

"I am Jom, Jom Olivendi! Respected Lord Anvis!"

When he mentioned his surname, the heavy armor guard stood upright, his gaze fervently fixed on Anvis’s deep blue eyes, his tone filled with immense pride.

Initially, he was not of the Olivendi bloodline, but was an abandoned child.

Due to extreme poverty in his family, on the night of the New Moon, clad in the only bearable shirt at home, he was heartlessly left by his parents on the streets.

When he was freezing to the point of blurred consciousness, it was someone from the Olivendi Family who found him, rescued him from the dark despairing street corner, and raised him with many other homeless children.

After he broke through to the Seventh Rank, Duke Carrot personally met with him and exceptionally bestowed upon him the honorable surname of Olivendi.

Since then, he had sworn in his heart:

To dedicate his life to share in the Olivendi Family’s honor and disgrace, to live and die together.