The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 491: Volume 11: Misty Cage and Smoke Lock, - 3: Mysterious Background

Chapter 491: Volume 11: Misty Cage and Smoke Lock, Chapter 3: Mysterious Background

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Seeing the Great Sage immerse in a momentary trance, he seemed to recall memories of the past that he couldn’t forget. That instant of Komer’s sorrows intertwined with a wistful aftertaste of melancholy suddenly evoked a complex emotion in the girl’s heart that she had never experienced before.

The girl silently savored this emotion that echoed in her own chest. She didn’t know if this was the so-called jealousy, but she was certain that the glimpse of reminiscence in the Great Sage’s eyes was definitely a woman, and surely one that left a deep impression on him.

At that moment, she felt an impulse; she desperately wanted to know what kind of woman could make the Great Sage so desolately lonely? In her mind, how could the usually dominating and carefree Great Sage ever be distracted by something as trifling as a woman—this was simply unimaginable to her.

Komer’s distraction lasted only a brief moment, but even this fleeting instance was enough for Komer to realize that his current state of mind had changed significantly from the past. Could all this be because of the girl before him? Komer dared not ponder any further.

The girl also noticed that the Great Sage had returned to his usual clear and untroubled demeanor. Although she deeply wished to probe further, the intelligent girl knew this was not the right moment. Perhaps continuing the topic at hand was the most rational decision.

"Great Sage, Lome is very curious about where the relics of the lost civilization are exactly?"

"Oh, there isn’t a definitive answer to that, but the most likely location is deep within the Blue Continent. It is said that for hundreds of years, adventurers challenging themselves have entered the Blue Continent and brought back some artifacts from the era of the lost civilization. Moreover, in the South of our Blue Continent, there are many crafts that are inspired by the remnants of the lost civilization, which could be considered evidence of its existence. In addition, places like the Volt Mountain Range and the depths of the Baden Gold Mountain Range in the Cordillera Wilderness are also shrouded in such legends, though the former comes from the dwarfs and the latter is passed down among Barbarians."

Komer could feel the other party’s interest in the lost civilization, but unfortunately, he didn’t know much about it himself. The origin of the Cosmic Bag in his hand remained vague even when his master gave it to him, and it certainly wasn’t something he could go around asking about; he only knew it had a deep connection to the lost civilization.

"The Volt Mountain Range? Are you talking about our Caucasus’ Volt Mountain Range?" she asked with some surprise. If it was within the Caucasus territory, then she truly had a chance to explore and search for antiquities, and her face filled with anticipation.

"It is indeed the Volt Mountain Range within the Caucasus territory, but these are just rumors among the dwarfs. Personally, I think there might be some relics there, but they’re unlikely to be related to the lost civilization, at most having some connections to the dwindling tribes the dwarfs speak of."

Komer never really trusted such rumors. The Volt Mountain Range is not so mysterious and dangerous that nothing has been discovered there over so many years, especially with so many Half-Beastmen sneaking through the Volt Mountain Range into the Caucasus recently with no notable findings.

"Oh, even just an expedition would be great, and it would give Lome some more practical experience. Great Sage, Lome wants to find time to visit the Volt Mountain Range and take in its scenery. Lome feels both familiar and utterly lost in this world; this feeling is truly unpleasant, and I want to change that."

The girl’s earnest request nearly made Komer, who already felt a bit guilty, unable to refuse her. But then he remembered he was supposed to visit the Great Swamp Area. Taking her along might broaden her horizons, and perhaps Java Swamp could offer a fresher experience than the Volt Mountain Range, albeit slightly increasing Komer’s concern for safety.

But then again, he never intended to have a conflict with the Jellyfish People. As Rebry said, if they really were to start troubles within the Great Swamp, the chances of escaping were nearly none, so having one more or one less person with him seemed inconsequential.

This was the first time Komer visited the other party’s laboratory. Since this group had entered Damarlinsk Castle, they had almost instantly made themselves at home, claiming the castle for their own. The Nether Qi seeping from beneath the castle was beneficial for cultivating Dark Magic Force and Cold Power. Without exception, they chose the westernmost room on the first floor for their bedrooms and laboratories. Such an environment, whether for daily cultivation of their magic power and physical strength or for conducting magic experiments, could achieve better results.

Rebry’s laboratory was right next to his bedroom, and the neighboring room seemed empty except for a solitary flickering candle hanging from the outdated bronze chandelier. The slightly damp stone slabs soon dried up under the effect of Air magic, and even the insects in the cracks were wiped out by a sudden burst of Flame magic, leaving the room devoid of life. Komer could distinctly feel the residual waves of the Fire Magic element dissipating slowly from the empty room. It seemed that the Mage had just performed some kind of exhibit with Fire Magic in this room.

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The real laboratory was next to the empty room, and even in the moment the door was shut, Komer had spotted that Suspended Everlasting Lamp placed in the lab, a prop used in Light Magic. It was said to be based on a very simple principle, but it required some precious Magical Metals and materials, and the demands for the purity of Light Magic Power were high; moreover, the craftsmanship was rather exquisite.

These were generally used in ritual sites, and many Mages of the Church of Light were secretly crafting these high-grade goods to sell to other Sects in exchange for money—yet this was only transaction done in the black market. After all, if the members of the Court got wind of selling such items to other Sects, it might very well land them on the Burning Stake.

Komer’s curiosity about this slovenly Mage grew as impressively as Lome’s about him; the fellow hid far too many secrets. Although Mihailovich was not lacking in strength, Komer had always been able to discern the contours of the other’s Power. He had a comprehensive grasp of most details about the two Dark Knights as well, but it was this first-encountered slovenly Mage who always eluded Komer’s understanding.

Komer even suspected that the appearance the other now showed might have been altered by some special means, because Komer felt that this individual must have deep connections with the Church of Light, a conclusion drawn from careful observation and interaction over a long time.

Although the fellow was well-concealed and his Magic ability was immensely varied—to the point that even the nature of his Magic Power was somewhat similar to Komer’s, capable of transformation and disguise—there was a fundamental difference in form. The other’s transformations were temporary or partial, not like Komer, who had obtained Magic Power from a special carrier and could generate it out of thin air. It was because of this Komer could sense the Light Power hiding beneath the displayed Dark Magic Force.

However, Komer was not worried that the other might be a spy sent by the Church of Light. For a Mage of Rebry’s caliber, it would be too insulting to use him as a scout or spy against Komer or the Caucasus territory. With his strength, he could have easily destroyed Komer countless times and obtain all he wanted through his Power without resorting to any additional methods.

The only viable explanation seemed to be that this individual might have come from the Church of Light but, for some reason, had left it, or even possibly become an enemy of the Church of Light. Yet, the other’s attitude towards the Church of Light was so enigmatic that Komer was unable to speculate—take Lome’s fate, for instance. He did not seem to want to put the Church to death like a true enemy, nor did he show the tenderness of harboring old feelings; instead, he maintained a distant attitude and let Komer handle it as he saw fit, which really puzzled Komer.

This fellow’s exceptional performance was not limited to his Magic abilities. His insights into the current situation were also unusually accurate and profound, especially regarding the relationships between the Kingdom of Nicosia and Homer, between the kingdom and the Church, between the two factions of the Northern Alliance, and among the myriad parties involved. He was always able to indicate the essence with just a sentence or two of extremely incisive and profound words.

This made Komer wonder if he might have once played an important role in a particular country or power on the Continent, but how could such a character, with complex experiences and mysterious origins, degenerate into a wandering Mage?

No matter how hard Komer thought, he couldn’t fathom why such an enigmatic person would appear here under such an identity.

"Lord, you seem quite interested in my laboratory. How about it, what do you think of that Everlasting Lamp? I have even better quality goods. Are you interested in making an investment? If you can provide enough Magical Materials, I believe I can craft artifacts that would amaze anyone, turning your Caucasus into a famous magic craftsmanship market on the continent."

Shrugging his shoulders as if oblivious to Komer’s purpose in visiting, Rebry still wore his unkempt appearance. No matter from which angle, he did not seem like a renowned figure, but this only made Komer more suspicious of his identity.

Komer was taken aback to see that the other brazenly displayed that Everlasting Lamp, which could provoke speculation in many. Didn’t he know what kind of Magic Power was needed to fuel the lamp?

Was it that he didn’t care if Komer knew, or did he think Komer lacked the knowledge in this area?

Komer concluded that it was likely neither; the other seemed to intentionally lead him astray.