Chapter 1780 Magic Show <TOC> Chapter 1782 Second Magic Show
Translator: SumTLMan
According to Rosen, the most potent individual amongst that group was a first level wizard — the same person who had exerted a dominant force, wounding Helen earlier. The rest were merely ordinary apprentices. Thus, when Rosen located them, he nearly overwhelmed them single-handedly, leaving them virtually incapacitated.
During the suppression phase, Rosen also gleaned some information from their mutterings.
Angel’s speculations hit the mark. Those who kept uttering “Praise the God of the Bud” were unquestionably followers of the Bud. One might even call them fanatics.
Even though they hadn’t revealed their origins, after Rosen returned and discussed with Antonio, they surmised, based on their accents, that these individuals seemed to hail from the Northern Territory of the Wizarding World.
This aligned with Angel’s previous assumptions.
This was inferred because the spindle-shaped flying vehicle they rode utilized a material called “Coldwood Water.” The place of origin for this component was the Northern Territory of the Wizarding World.
“Without a doubt, they are followers of the Bud from the Northern Territory of the Wizarding World. And from our probes, it’s clear that the followers of the Bud from Paradova were also under their influence,” Rosen commented, a rare flicker of regret flashing in his usually cold eyes. “The only regret is that they didn’t disclose the crucial issue. Apart from the group from Paradova, whether there are more followers of the Bud in the Southern Region of the Wizarding World remains an enigma.”
Angel had always wondered how Rosen would eventually deal with that group. Would he exterminate them to nip potential troubles in the bud? Or, in a bid to avert escalating conflicts, would he draft a contract forbidding them ever to set foot in the Wizarding World, effectively exiling them?
In the end, neither scenario played out.
Rosen neither had the chance to kill nor exile them. Those devotees of the Bud embraced the deity they had always worshipped.
Indeed, during the suppression, through chanting specific syllables, they were ensnared by the out-of-control rhythm of the Bud. Ultimately, right before Rosen’s eyes, they were pulled into the vortex of the Bud by a bizarre and mysterious power.
“Even though some questions were left unasked, the outcome isn’t too bad,” Angel thought to himself, at least the budding faith of the Eternal Night Kingdom had been eradicated.
While the conclusion isn’t perfect, it can still be considered a positive one. As for whether or not the Southern Region still has followers of the Bud, without a concrete answer and with prophecies unable to reveal it, they could only leave it to fate.
“After this group was ensnared by the Bud’s out of control rhythm, we found Silkvine on their shuttlecraft,” Rosen shifted the topic to Silkvine after discussing the followers of the Bud.
When Silkvine was found, her magic source was restrained, and her bloodline’s power was sealed. The only silver lining was that these constraints could be lifted.
Silkvine wasn’t harmed, and she was adorned in elegant attire, her body fragrant and clean, indicating she hadn’t been mistreated.
Since Rosen couldn’t extract useful information from the followers of the Bud, he hoped to gather some intel from Silkvine.
However, Silkvine didn’t know much either.
All Silkvine knew was that they captured her for a sacrificial ritual, and she was to be offered live to the God of the Bud.
As to why she was chosen as The Sacrifice, Silkvine was in the dark.
The ritual had a lengthy preparation phase, which meant Silkvine wasn’t immediately offered. Instead, she was treated with the utmost care, nourished daily, and bathed in fragrances to ensure she was in the best possible state for the sacrifice.
That care was the reason Silkvine managed to survive until now.
At that moment, Rosen’s gaze landed on Angel’s shoulder, or more precisely, on the little seabird perched there——Toby.
Due to Rosen’s probing the previous day, Toby held a disdainful attitude towards Rosen. When Rosen looked at him, Toby tilted his head up in a haughty manner, exuding an air of contempt.
Rosen remarked, “Speaking of which, being able to locate those followers of the Bud today and ensuring Silkvine’s rescue was, in fact, largely thanks to Toby.”
According to Silkvine, they’ve been dwelling in the crevices of the void these days, hiding within an exile space.
If they had remained stationary, even with Apulia’s divination magic, it’s doubtful Rosen and the others would’ve found them. The shifting rifts of the void are numerous and ever-changing; finding no entrance would be akin to a fruitless endeavor, not to mention they were inside a banished realm.
However, just at that time, Toby faced his tribulation and ascended, creating a significant disturbance, which echoed a legendary aura throughout the void.
As a result, those followers of the Bud were alarmed. Once the legendary aura subsided slightly, they emerged from the void’s crevice to scout the external situation.
Rosen discovered them near the place where Toby ascended.
“If not for Toby, capturing them might have been challenging,” Rosen’s tone was calm, but one could discern a touch of deep reflection.
Upon hearing this, Toby puffed up his chest in pride, murmuring something to Rosen for quite a while.
Rosen couldn’t comprehend what Toby was chattering about, and Angel didn’t have the heart to translate either, as Toby was essentially demanding Rosen for rental fees, information fees, and intelligence fees.
Angel wondered where Toby had picked up such notions and decided it’s best if Rosen remains oblivious to his demands.
“On the whole, the operation went smoothly, and the outcome is satisfactory,” Rosen mused. At least, these individuals, who had fallen out of control, would no longer propagate the beliefs of the Bud in the Southern Region. Silkvine was successfully rescued, putting a fitting conclusion to the matter.
Angel felt momentarily relieved. Having grown up in the Southern Region, he naturally wouldn’t want it to descend into chaos due to the spread of the Bud’s influence.
At that moment, Antonio suddenly remarked, “Even though everything appears satisfactory for now, there’s still a matter we should keep an eye on.”
Angel looked quizzically at Antonio, only to realize that Antonio wasn’t looking back at him but was instead looking towards Rosen. It was clear that the comment was directed at Rosen.
Rosen responded, “I know what you’re worried about. Those words from that individual were just an empty threat. There’s no need to take them seriously.”
Antonio countered, “That might be the case, but the followers of the Bud are after all a bunch of fanatics under a spell. For them, there’s no need for empty threats, especially before they fall out of control. So, I still hope that Lord Rosen will treat this with due seriousness.”
Rosen nodded in understanding, “I get it.”
Having listened to their exchange, Angel wore a puzzled expression. It sounded like there was more to this story than met the eye.
Moved by curiosity, Angel voiced his uncertainties.
Antonio didn’t withhold any details and recounted the event briefly.
As the group of followers of the Bud were about to be thrown into a chaotic rhythm, a formal wizard among them suddenly lifted his head. With a face twisted in malice, madness, and deep resentment, he directed a message towards Rosen, who was standing at a distance, worried about being affected by the impending chaos. He warned——
“Punishment will soon befall you.”
He then taunted, “Can you guess from where the arrow will come?”
Accompanied by a creepy, cackling laughter and eyes filled with hatred, this formal wizard was drawn into the eerie rhythm of the Bud by some mysterious power and eventually vanished from sight.
Chapter 1780 Magic Show <TOC> Chapter 1782 Second Magic Show