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Chapter 406:
"Ah."
Without answering Frankie's question, Freya smiled as she withdrew her hand, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes.
Frankie had excellent physical qualities and great potential. If nothing unexpected happened, he could easily become a Great Knight before the age of twenty, reaching the pinnacle of humanity, and perhaps even achieving what she once did.
However, this guy only had potential on the surface; his aptitude for wizardry was present but far too low.
He might possibly become an Apprentice Wizard, but breaking through to become a full wizard was clearly impossible.
This was the result of both his environment and his innate qualities. After all, if Freya hadn't accidentally obtained that pair of Earrings back then, her own potential would have only allowed her to reach the level of a low-ranking wizard.
After some thought, Freya took out a plain Azure ring from her waist and smiled as she handed it to him.
"Frankie, this is a gift from your aunt for our first meeting. Please accept it."
Receiving the ring, Frankie showed curiosity in his eyes but still responded politely.
"Thank you, Aunt."
Standing beside them, Eric remained unchanged.
However, when Baron looked at the ring in Frankie's hand, a complex expression appeared on his face.
He had once been a noble of the Byron Empire and knew many things that only nobles were aware of. He had always maintained a sense of awe towards the mysterious wizards until his daughter Freya became one of them. Only then did the veil of mystery fully reveal itself to him. Thus, when Freya presented what seemed to be an ordinary ring as a gift to Frankie, he vaguely guessed its significance.
"Freya, do you mean..."
"Mm." Knowing what Baron wanted, Freya nodded and smiled. "I'm just giving this child a hope; as for where he ends up, that's up to him."
"That's good to hear." Baron's gaze swept over Freya and Eric, his tone gentle. "After all, you both have grown up. Honestly, I don't need you to be too powerful; as long as everything is safe, I'll be satisfied."
It was unclear whether it was due to age or the events of the past years, but the once exceptionally strong Baron had gradually changed, resembling an ordinary father from a typical family.
The two people he looked at nodded slightly.
"We will," Freya said with a smile.
"Alright." Baron turned to Freya and smiled. "Since you're back, how about we gather tonight for a celebration? It would also commemorate the people who came here with us from Byron."
"I—"
Freya initially wanted to refuse, but Eric interjected directly.
"That sounds good! I still remember everything that happened on our journey, Father. I'll go notify them now."
"Go ahead," Baron waved his hand.
Watching Eric's agile figure quickly leave, Freya ultimately said nothing and simply revealed a faint smile.
Beside her, Frankie curiously fiddled with the ring in his hand, seemingly focused entirely on it.
Freya glanced at the boy and playfully ruffled his hair. "Come on, Frankie, let me teach you a few sword techniques. I'm even better than your father!"
"Alright, alright," Frankie said happily as he put away the ring. "My father's talent is even better than his."
"Is that so? Then let me see," Freya smiled.
Standing by the door, Baron watched as his daughter and grandson entered the training room, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
...
That evening at Dragon Harbor.
In the hall of the Green Mercenaries' headquarters, the lights were bright.
Soft music from a piano and violin filled the hall, where men and women dressed in leather armor and formal attire were smiling and chatting with each other.
A table in the center of the hall was laden with various delicacies and drinks.
In addition to the elderly guests who had come from Byron, their families were also present at the party.
The entire hall was bustling with activity.
Freya, dressed in a black evening gown, walked to the balcony on one side of the hall with a glass of green juice in hand.
She sipped her drink lightly while observing the many familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar faces inside.
Baron seemed to have had too much to drink, engaging in conversation with his old subordinates and laughing heartily from time to time.
Meanwhile, Eric was gently embracing a beautiful woman in her thirties, while Frankie was happily devouring the food on the table.
It seems that during the afternoon's lesson, Freya's consumption was quite significant.
The cold winter wind had dispersed some of the enthusiasm she had at the party.
Freya tugged at her somewhat constricting dress, allowing her body to relax a bit.
Although everyone still had their original faces, Freya herself felt a subtle sense of distance.
Her lifespan had been nearly infinitely extended under the assimilation of World Power, while those familiar to her could only return to the earth in a few decades.
Freya had originally thought about bringing Baron and the others to Cloud City, but now it seemed that this place was their best home.
"My purpose is almost found, but what about theirs? A mortal's life is fleeting. Perhaps just a couple of large-scale experiments' worth of time, but in such a compact life, they often live more fulfilling lives than most wizards—living, reproducing, struggling until the final death; it's truly nostalgic."
She seemed to understand Seth's decision now.
When the pursuit of life reaches its end, often the correct choice is to leave in the most appropriate way for oneself.
"Freya sis."
A rough voice interrupted Freya's thoughts. It belonged to a man dressed in a black suit, though his strong physique could not be concealed.
Seeing this man, Freya smiled and raised her glass.
"Oh, Damsdin, you came too."
"Yes," Damsdin replied respectfully, then took out a letter and handed it to Freya. "The lord instructed me to deliver this letter to you."
"Oh?" As a result, Freya looked over at Baron with confusion.
Baron seemed to be truly drunk, his face flushed, slumped over the table, while two servants and Eric were trying to lift him away from there.
After a pause, she shifted her gaze to the envelope in her hand and tore it open casually.
Under the evening party's lights, the first thing revealed was an exquisite oil painting.
The painting depicted a lush green forest, beside which stood a low castle. A woman with chestnut hair sat gracefully in a white High-Back Chair, smiling at someone across from her.
The woman's face was gentle; her appearance could only be considered ordinary, yet she exuded a tranquil and peaceful aura, with some resemblance to Freya.
Below the oil painting was a line of text.
"To my lifelong beloved. Aipri — Andrei Green."
"I remember Aipri is my mother's name. So this is my mother?" Freya touched the oil painting in her hands, feeling little emotion inside.
After all, she was not the original Freya. However, regarding the woman Baron loved, she could only respond with respect.
In addition to the oil painting, there were several folded sheets of letter paper.
Freya unfolded them, and the contents detailed various moments from Baron's life since Freya's birth, resembling a diary of sorts.
It was hard to imagine that the once iron-willed Baron would write such things.
Freya quietly read through them; although they were just trivial matters, she could still feel Baron's love for her and her mother.
After a long while, she put away the envelope in her hand, a strange look flashing in her eyes.
"Is Father trying to eliminate the gap between mortals and wizards in this way?"
After lingering on the balcony for a bit longer, she stepped into the evening party.
Three hours later.
Freya stood in front of the villa's window, watching the seagulls flying in the distance.
The peaceful and comfortable life over these three days seemed to have made her forget most of her experiences among the wizards.
She observed the Mercenary group and Baron, who appeared to be quite satisfied.
Here, there was no chaos like when Byron was present; this was a peaceful city.
Although it was somewhat barren for wizards, it was still a good place for retirement.
However, this was not the lifestyle Freya desired.
"It’s time to leave."
She took out a green seed from her waist and gently flicked it.
With a soft sound, a green halo flashed through the air, and another Freya appeared before her.
Freya looked at her clone and gently said,
"Please take good care of them for me."
"I understand," the clone nodded.
"Good."
This clone was formed using the seed of the Tree of Life and could Collapse for about a hundred years.
After taking one last look at the villa, Freya let out a light breath and then lightly stepped forward. The surroundings quickly receded.
Her entire body felt suddenly light, and by the time her foot landed, she had returned to the front of the Rune Department at the Blood Eagle Territory Headquarters.
Just then, several Runes Department Wizards in white robes with red edges came out of the department. They paused slightly upon seeing Freya, then respectfully bowed their heads in greeting.
"Freya Deputy Director."
"Mm."
Nodding lightly, Freya walked past them and entered the Rune Department.
In the office of the Deputy Director, a large stack of various documents nearly filled the massive desk. Behind the papers sat a quiet girl with long black hair and glasses, who was anxiously writing something.
Next to her was a plate of food that had long since gone cold. She looked very pitiful.
Freya found it amusing to see Wen Li, who worked for her, and gently knocked on the door.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Hearing the knocking sound, Wen Li took a while to react, raising her head to adjust her glasses on the bridge of her nose.
When she saw Freya's figure, she immediately became excited.
"Teacher, you're back! I was just thinking—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Freya interrupted her with a smile.
"You've worked hard. This is a reward for you."
With that, she took out a bottle containing Green Liquid and tossed it in front of Wen Li.
"What is this?"
Curious, Wen Li opened the bottle, and a rich aura of life rushed toward her.
"Fountain of Life. It refreshes the mind and is perfect for wizards who often stay up late working. What do you think?"
Freya said with a smile to the excited Wen Li.
In addition to its effects, it also had significant benefits for mental strength.
As her only disciple, apart from basic teachings, Wen Li learned and comprehended everything else on her own. She would only consult Freya when faced with problems she couldn't solve, making it very easy for Freya.
After a while, when Wen Li's excitement had calmed down somewhat, Freya continued to smile.
"Recently, I need to go out for a few days, so I will have to trouble you with this. After all, with great power comes great responsibility."
"Huh??"
Wen Li, who had just received the Fountain of Life and was in a good mood, suddenly looked dejected.
However, just as she was about to protest, Freya directly closed the office door and left the Rune Department.
Back at the villa, Freya entered her study.
The desk was still cluttered with the books she had left behind earlier.
Freya sat down at her desk and pulled out a simple Rune Array from the drawer.
In the center of the Rune Array was an odd engraving of a goat's head; this was the Rune Array she had encountered when she mistakenly entered the World Tower.
"The devastation of the Ancient Otherworld Invasion War nearly shattered the entire Wizarding World. Most of the Forest Kings completely fell, but a few survived. Some have been in long-term hibernation to recover from their injuries, like that fellow in Anshabella Volcano, while others have lost their sense of existence and become powerful mindless wanderers, mostly lingering in their former territories like the Storm Leviathan. However, aside from these, there must still be other Forest Kings out there. But where have they gone?"
Freya looked at the simple Rune Array and frowned.
"Also, where did the Time Power in my soul come from? It seems I should pay a visit to the World Tower."
The existence of the World Tower is not necessarily that of a tall tower; it can take many forms.
However, having visited several times, Freya could now use her aura and Time Power to locate its approximate position.
Whether she could find it or not was another matter.
"No matter what, I should give it a try. Previously, I used the Mysterious Key and my unique soul to pass through this Rune Array. Now that I have almost figured out the basic structure of the Mysterious Key, then..."
After a moment of contemplation, Freya laid the Rune Array flat on the table and began to murmur an incantation.
'Sss'
A faint sound emerged from the Rune Array, and the central goat head, resembling a demon, suddenly opened its mouth, spitting out a Black Dagger.
Freya's pupils constricted slightly as she grasped the dagger and plunged it directly into her chest.
Her eyes suddenly shone with Silver Light, and before the Rune Array took effect, a distorted halo radiated from her body.
"Gateway of the World Rift! I have found it."
As she whispered softly, she gently clasped her hands as if grasping something, then suddenly pulled.
'Crack!'
With a sharp sound, a translucent large hole abruptly formed in front of Freya.
Without a second thought, Freya dove right in. (To be continued.)
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