Abe the Wizard

Abel didn’t know what moving mode was, so why not give it a try. “Yes!” He replied.

The battle fort didn’t seem to change much, but it seemed like some kind of restriction had been lifted. Every time White Cloud flapped its wings, the fort traveled for a long distance.

It was at this point that Abel realized his battle fort had always remained in a fixed mode when it was floating. It made sense since it wouldn’t be blown away easily by wind, but since Abel now realized it could do this. Moving it around would be a lot easier.

Abel was very happy with this new mobile platform of his. All he needed now was to install a teleportation circle on top of it. Then, he could teleport here at any time.

Afterward, he ordered White Cloud to carry the battle fort back to its original position. He gave it a bottle of soul potion and sent it off. Afterward, Abel spoke again “no.03, turn the battle fort into fixed mode again!”

“Yes, master! Changing into the fixed mode!”

All of a sudden, the battle fort turned heavy again, and tightly grounded 1000 meters above ground.

“Go back down!” Abel continued.

The battle fort quickly landed, and Abel began to wonder who could help him install a teleportation circle on to it. Definitely not the dwarfs, since he couldn’t let them see their battle fort looking like this.

Abel returned to his magic tower as he kept thinking. He then connected with the Elves’ Grand Ducal Palace through the giant teleportation circle. Luckily, it was Lady Carried who answered the call.

“Abel, what’s up?” Lady Carrie could just call Abel by his first name since they were such good friends.

“Lady Carry, I want to install a teleportation circle on a mobile platform. Can your wizards help me? Abel asked.

“Mobile platform? You know what Abel, other than a giant teleportation circle like the one you have, those small and medium-sized ones can’t be installed on a moving platform!” Carry explained.

This was because a giant teleportation circle comes with its own little spirit. Although it wasn’t anything too intelligent, it could calculate and alter the data of the destination on a moving target.

Those small and medium-sized ones were different. They had to be fixed in one spot. Once it’s moved, it will be useless.

“Thank you, Lady Carrie. I’ll call you again when I find another giant teleportation circle!” By this point, Abel knew his plan wouldn’t work, but he still thanked Carrie for her time.

“Abel, I need to thank you too. Your food is amazing!” Said Lady Carrie with a drop of excitement in her voice.

After the call ended, Abel realized how lucky he was. When he first got his original battle fort, he had directly installed the magic tower he stole on to it and ignited the giant teleportation within. If he had installed a little teleportation first, this would not only be a waste of resources, it could also waste his time in crucial moments.

It didn’t matter if a teleportation circle couldn’t be installed on battle fort no.03, Abel had Black Wind, White Cloud, and Flying Flame. He could also use the teleportation circle of the Blacksmith Union. It was only going to take a little bit more time at most.

“Bartoli. Come here!” Abel called through the soul chain.

Soon, Bartoli appeared within the magic tower.

“Master, Bartoli is here to serve!” She said with a bow.

Abel then took out the 3 types of grains he just harvested from his portal ring and put it on the table. “Bartoli, take good care of these grains for me. Tell your contracted chef to make bread out of it, and bring it back to me. Make sure to keep it secret.

“Yes, master!” Said Bartoli as she shoved the grains into her portal bag.

Although she had never been a farmer, she could still see that these grains were a lot bigger than normal ones. No wonder Abel wanted to keep it secret.

Abel didn’t give her too many grains, but it should still be enough to make a few loaves of bread. All she needed to do was to tell the man to roast and scrape away the shell of these grains. There was no need for Abel to worry.

Abel walked into Harry Castle. Things have been full of life around here lately. A large number of novice wizards and apprentice wizards from Bakong City had rushed in.

Since these low ranking wizards could not live in the magic tower, they could only stay in Harry Castle. And the Castle had built many new shops to welcome them.

Even some wineries and bakeries had opened up, which Abel had never seen before. Before this, Harry Castle only had The Lord of Marshall’s farmers, guards, and some knight servants.

The farmers wouldn’t buy bread, and they would go to the city if they wanted a drink. Food and beverage were also provided to the guards and knight servants, so shops were completely unnecessary in Harry Castle.

Since Abel had become the ruler of Harvest City, this far south patch of land in the Duchy of Carmel had become his domain. Especially because Abel decided to stay in Harry Castle and not Harvest City, many businessmen saw this as a business opportunity.

Many businessmen believed the resistance of a Grandmaster Blacksmith, Earl, and a powerful City Ruler, could become a vivid City. Therefore, no wonder why all kinds of shops started to pop up.

Suddenly, The Lord of Marshall poked his head out from his super bull carriage and said, “Abel, get on!”

“Uncle Marshall!” Abel called

“It’s rare to see you out. Have a break. You are already way above anyone!” Said The Lord of Marshall with a smile.

“I’m not tired, I love my training. This carriage you have is my early work. It has many flaws. I’ll make you a better one someday!” Abel shook his head and quickly changed the topic.

In the past, he would want to take a break from training for a few days. But since he saw the knights fear the portal bag of those outsider wizards, he could no longer relax anymore.

He would not tell The Lord of Marshall about this. As long as he kept working hard, he would have the power to protect this family.

The Lord of Marshall then shook his head and said “No need. I love this carriage!”

He brushed along the side of the carriage with his hand. This thing reminded him of Abel when he first came to Harry Castle. By that point, Abel had only just started making magic weapons, and he had given it all he got to make this carriage for The Lord of Marshall as a birthday gift.

No matter what was the value of this carriage, just this affection alone had made The Lord of Marshall never want to give up this carriage. He had so many good memories with this thing; nothing could replace it.

Abel suddenly sensed a change in The Lord of Marshall’s energy. Although it was still the energy of an intermediate knight, it was reaching the limit, “Uncle Marshall, did you level up?”

“Just a little one. I thought I would never level up again as a knight; its all thanks to your potion!” Although The Lord of Marshall’s words sounded humble, he still had a hint of arrogance that still managed to come through in his tone.

The Lord of Marshall was still in his prime, so he had more than enough time to level up as long as he had enough potions.

“Uncle Marshall, let me see how your body is doing?” Abel knew The Lord of Marshall wanted to level up quickly with a large number of potions, but those things still came with a cost.

Other than the master’s potion combined through the Horadric cube, all the other potions still had some kind of side effects.

“Sure, let’s go!”The Lord of Marshall said carelessly. He felt amazing. Especially after leveling up, both his energy and strength had increased.