Abe the Wizard Chapter 145 - Back to the Tent

Chapter 145: Back to the Tent

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

When Abel went back to the Triumph Boulevard, he saw Lorraine training a warhorse that he had once rode. Ever since Black Wind was in the house, he decided to let Lorraine have his horse.

“Stretch your left leg, Lillac; Not your right,” Lorraine said. She was training her horse to do a dance move.

“You are a good trainer, Loraine. I didn’t think that it’s going to be this fast for you to train this horse to do dressages.”

Abel was glad with the way that Loraine was spending her time. As an elf, it was hard for her to integrate into human society, let alone with other upper-cla.s.s human females. Since Loraine wasn’t very interested, to begin with, she spent her time with the warhorse that Abel gave her

“Abel, you’re back!” Lorraine called out, then threw the reins back to Marcy, the family trainer. She ran to grab Abel’s arms.

“Sir,” Marcy took the rein and bowed to Abel.

“Marcy, thank you for training this horse,” Abel smiled.

“Sir, I have done very little. Miss Lorraine is very talented. After I taught her some of the basics, she completely did all the training by herself.”

“Can elves speak with animals, Loraine?” Abel asked as he knew very little about elves.

“Some of them can. Not all of them, though,” Lorraine said. She didn’t look like she wanted to go into the details.

Abel changed the topic, “Marcy, would you mind training Lillac a bit more?”

On the road towards the restaurant with Lorraine, Abel had thought quite a lot to himself. Not only was his closest friend, Black Wind, very friendly to Loraine, White Cloud also seemed to like her very much. She was probably born with some special abilities which, according to herself, was very rare amongst the elves.

In terms of combat capabilities, the druids were the strongest amongst the elves. As children of nature, they could manipulate both the forces of nature and their mana. They could control fire, soil, and wind. Due to their eternal pact with mother nature, they also could rule over beasts and plants. They could summon eagles, wolves, vines, and even elves that were in the elemental cla.s.s. Lastly, they could shapes.h.i.+ft into other creatures, such as a big bear or a terrible wolf.

There were two conditions to becoming a druid — first, the power of the Will. Second, one must be close to animals. Judging from how fast Loraine learns, Abel could tell that her power of the Will was much stronger than the others. And all the signs up till now was suggesting that she was very, very good with animals. That didn’t make sense, though. If she was so talented at such an early age, how did the humans capture her in the first place? How did she ever become a slave?

While there were a lot of questions inside Abel’s head, he would not ask them until he has sent Lorraine back to the elves. If Loraine didn’t want to talk about it, he wasn’t going to force her.

After dinner, Abel decided to spend some time with Loraine. He apologized to her for not spending enough time together, and after getting some food from Ken, he went back to his room.

It wasn’t just Loraine. Abel, too, had a lot of secrets that he couldn’t share with others. Even if he was going to share them, he had to do it after he became strong enough to bear the consequences.

In his room, Abel took out the board for his seclusion circle. In the center of this rune-filled board, there was a fire magic stone.

Abel scanned this stone with his power of the Will. About half of the gemstone’s mana was gone. As it turned out, the gemstone was a battery for activating the seclusion circle.

Besides the magic stones he synthesized himself, this was the second fine magic stone that he had ever seen. The first one was from his wizard teacher, who gave one to his cla.s.smates as a reward for her breakthrough.

As long as it was a fine gemstone that was powering the circle board, Abel didn’t need to worry that the circle was going to have a power shortage. In his Kong Kong spiritual beast bag, there were loads of the same stones that he synthesized with his Horadric Cube.

After placing the board in the middle of the room, Abel took out the activation card for the seclusion circle. Soon, numerous giant trees appeared around him. With the seclusion circle under his possession, no one was going to know about his Scrolls of Town Portal. No one was going to find out about any one of his secrets. Whether it’s the defensive circle that was in the city or the wizards that were doing their daily patrols, no one was going to know what he was doing inside his seclusion circle.

Abel took out the Scrolls of Town Portal from his Horadric Cube. As he inserted his power of the Will into it, a portal appeared in front of him. After stepping into it, Abel started to feel dizzy, but it didn’t take much time for him to recover from it.

It was the morning at the Rogues’ Encampment. Abel sat cross-legged on the ground and took out some of his battle trophies in the Kong Kong spiritual beast bag.

Pretty soon, the ground was filled with the floor tiles that were once made with meditation jade. Abel also had the jade pillow taken out, but after noticing how dirty the ground was, he decided to set up his “Akara’s tent” first.

Inside Akara’s tent, there was a stone alchemy bench, some empty wooden racks, a wooden drawing table, and a wooden chair. After taking all these into his Kong Kong spiritual beast bag, Abel started placing the meditation jade tiles on the floor.

Because of how big the tent was, Abel decided to separate the s.p.a.ces with some wooden racks. He then moved the ambergris timber bed, chair, and table over here. From this point onward, the newly decorated “Akara’s tent” was going to be his private resting spot.

One half for resting. One half for alchemy experiments. This was just a temporary set-up. After learning how to make his magic circles, Abel could try completely cutting off the experiment area to the resting area. If he could do that, whatever experiment he might be doing, he could make sure that it wouldn’t affect his resting spot. Morton wasn’t going to teach him, however. He wasn’t good at brewing potions, nor was he good at performing alchemy.

After re-decorating the tent, Abel went outside to have a look. While the tent looked about 2.5 meters tall and 3 meters in diameter, he wasn’t sure if he could pack it up. As he tried, he noticed how easy it was to leave his power of the Will on the tent. Since the tent’s original owner was lone gone, it was effortless for him to declare owners.h.i.+p to it.