Super Dimensional Wizard

Getting into the carriage, the group soon went to Vichy Harbor.

The Bohemia, or the freighter from Bohemia, had docked in the morning, and after a morning of unloading, the freighter had cleared its cargo. As soon as the new cargo goes on board tomorrow, the ship will set sail again. Morrow brought the group on board a day in advance, since he also wanted to be prepared earlier, after all, this ship only comes once a year, to really miss the ship, one will not know how many times they will spell the word regret.

“When you get on board, you’d better not run around and get into trouble. The background of the Bohemia is not something we can afford to offend.” Morrow led the three in order to board the Bohemia, reassuring them again and again that the Bohemia can break through the ice and sail through this dangerous and silent sea, which was not possible for any ordinary ships. It is rumored that there is a shadow of Sky Mechanical City behind the Bohemia. If the rumors are true, not to mention others, even official wizards dare not swipe at it’s deck.”

“Therefore, you must remember that even in the face of ordinary sailors, you must rein yourself in and not act like those short-sighted nobles!” Morrow gave advice this time, and expressed it with an even louder voice. During this time, when they cruised through the Canary Empire, Angel saw many aristocrats that did not have eyes, and there were not a few that did not agree with one another, so in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, he would emphasize their results solemnly.

Three small nods affirmed what they had heard, such splitting of garlic in the world, Morrow’s rich experience will naturally not harm them.

As Morrow spoke of his experiences, Angel was carefully observing the Bohemia in front of him. The Bohemia is huge, but it is estimated to be smaller than what his mentor refers to as a ‘freighter’. However, for the unexperienced Angel, the Bohemia is already the largest vehicle he has ever seen. It is almost half the size of the manor in Pat Estate, and the purple and white steel walls of the ship looked elegant and dazzling.

What brightened Angel’s eyes was the statue of the Bohemia. It was of a robed girl with both hands folded in prayer, delicate and long fingers, with a scattered flower wreath in front of the Bohemia. She looked pure and solemn, beautiful and elegant. One can tell at a glance that it must have been carved by a skilled craftsman. The strangest thing was that in between the wrapping on the girl’s head, right in the temple, inlaid a light crimson jewel.

Angel always thought the jewel was a little strange, but if he had to say what was strange about it, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

“Why, that person over there. How could it be him!” Morrow suddenly exclaimed next to him, and Angel turned and saw Morrow’s eyes staring roundly, looking out from the ship with horror showing on his face.

Angel followed Morrow’s eyes and saw a short red haired young man in a black gold lined bottom trench coat, white-lined black trousers, and brown riding boots, walking down from the Bohemia step by step.

Redhead, with a very cold face, cold eyes, scattering a breath that tells common people not to enter.

“Is this the famous embodiment of being distant, aloof, and detached?” Angel whispered in Chinese.

“Brother Pat, what are you talking about?” At some point, Irene had come up to him. Close enough so that he could even smell Irene’s faint fragrance.

Angel quietly stepped back, opened some distance between the two people, and then replied, “Nothing, just thinking about who that man is.”

Irene also showed curiosity at Morrow’s strange act, so she turned to Morrow and asked, “Grandpa, who is that man?”

Morrow did not say anything, did not look back and simply pull the group quickly on board the ship, Irene wanted to continue to asking, but Morrow whispered “Silence!” to Irene, who had little experience of being yelled, she pouted and felt very aggrieved. But Morrow did not show the slightest sign of comfort, or stop on the ship. Only Alan paced up and down, folding his fat buddha fingers and gently wiping away the tears from the corner of his sister’s eyes.

Angel whispered some consolation to Irene and added, “I’m sure Sir Morrow must have done that for a reason.”

Angel himself was puzzled, and somehow Morrow not only changed when he saw the young man, but also dared not look at the other person’s face at all. Is this Sir Morrow’s enemy?

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Just as a group stepped onto the ship, the red haired young man took a puzzled look at the direction of the deck.

“Is there a strange breath of illusion?”

The red haired young man did not think about it further and went on his way. His goal this time was something else, there was no need to waste time on trivial things that had nothing to do with achieving his goal.

…….

As the night passed by, the sun rose in the distance, dyeing the sea with a pool of gold.

Bruruum-

The horn sounds, the anchor is pulled. And there was tearful waving as the ship pulled away from the harbor while people gazed silently on deck for a long time. The Bohemia with such an atmosphere, said goodbye to Old Land to set sail to Big 6 in an unknown direction.

Angel stood on deck, looking at Old Land becoming smaller as they traveled farther away and closer to Big 6, in addition to feeling some loss, there is a kind of premonition, perhaps this time away, after he truly reaches Big 6, a real sense feeling away will gradually be felt.

When he comes back again, He won’t know what the scene will become. Will it be during the setting sun, or will he come back again when the sun is still rising?

Angel shook his head and smiled, he decided not to delve to deeply in his depression as he went back to his room. When he comes back, he picks up a pen and paper to continue to analyzing Jon’s questions.

Three days passed by in a flash.

The ship was steadily sailing with no sign of sinking. The seasickness that Angel had initially worried about did not appear. But many habits and discomforts had, so his face was also becoming paler.

A knock on the door came with an eager frequency.

Angel put down his pen and paper and opened the door, and who stood at the entrance was a beautiful girl. She was wearing a white laced princess dress, and a pale pink showed on her shoulders, her delicate face had a touch of shyness as she saw Angel open the door. Immediately her eyes glowed with excitement as she shouted affectionately at Angel, “Brother Pat.”

It was Irene who knocked.

These three days, Angel had only gone outside his room to get food. As for the rest of the time, he spent it delving into the subjects involved for solving the problems, and it happened to also be the first time he had seen Irene since he got on board the ship.

“Grandpa has come out. He called us all over and said he was looking for us.” said Irene.

Angel nodded. “All right, wait just a minute. I’ll be right out.”

That day, they came across the red haired young man, Morrow looked towards the sky and asked the waiter to arrange their accommodations, and he himself went to the cabin on the top floor, as if to find someone there. As soon as they arrived, there was no news for a couple of days. If Irene hadn’t come to inform him of it today, he wouldn’t have even known Morrow had came out.

The rooms in which the three lived in were located in the middle of the freighter, and the lower floors were basically where handymen and sailors lived. The place where Morrow lives is on the upper floor, and the people who live in this super district, even if no one knows their specific identity, they are believed to be either dignitaries or non mortals, unlike Morrow.

Guided by the attendants, Angel and Irene came to Morrow’s room.

As soon as they entered the door, he saw Alan holding a piece of cake, opening his mouth wide and swallowing it whole, with some white cream still at the corners of his mouth. Morrow sat down with a serious expression on one side with a leather roll in his hand.

At the sound of the creaking open, Morrow raised his head, nodded to both of them, and motioned them to sit in front of him.

Alan finished eating his cake and leaned over with a smile with cream still on the corners of his mouth. Irene glared at him, then gave up her empty seat and took out her handkerchief to wipe the stains off Alan’s mouth.

When Angel sat down, the first thing he saw was the scroll that Morrow had put on the table.

There was a portrait on the scroll, and at the top of it was engraved with two big words in the common language characters: “Wanted Notice.”

“I know you’re still curious. It wouldn’t hurt to tell you where I’ve been these past couple of days.” The conversation with Morrow changed quickly, “A statement was made by the Bohemia, which has also been stationed by three wizards for a long time, both to bring over the talents and to protect the freighter from being attacked by sea beasts. Among the three resident wizard organizations, one is our White Coral Floating Island College. For the past two days, I have been in the rooms above with our escorts sent by the college in order to exchange information about Redhead Suis.”

“As for Redhead Suis.” Morrow was silent: “This man is the red haired young man from that day, he is right here on this wanted notice, as for who he is, you will know when you arrive at the college. I will only say this, that when you meet him in the future, you’d better take a detour. His temperament is recognized as erratic in the south.”

After Morrow said this, his face relaxed a bit while smiled at the three: “I came to you each of you this time for another purpose.”

“These days, I have discussed with the escorts stationed on the Bohemia, since you are talents, it is no big deal to pass on the information in advance. So, I called you here this time to teach you about how to meditate.”