Victor shook his head.
"I can't do it."
"The Temple of Inheritance is a place protected by the gods, and those who are not qualified cannot face the temple directly."
"Teleportation magic can't reach there."
Vega squinted.
"Then how do you know if you're qualified?"
"It doesn't matter."
Viktor spoke calmly, as if his gaze had pierced through space and seen the hidden temple of inheritance.
"If I'm not qualified, then I'll force it to think I am."
I like what you said.
Vega chuckled and continued:
"But I hope you didn't run away because it was your first time being confessed to by a girl and you didn't know how to react."
Viktor closed his eyes.
“Vega”.
"what?"
"If you still want to cherish your reputation, I suggest you shut your mouth."
"cut."
...
Three days later, early in the morning, Victor walked out of the mansion.
Lia followed behind him, asking with some concern:
"You're just leaving like that? Don't you need to take anything else with you?"
Victor looked at Lia and asked her a question.
"What? Are you worried about me?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried that my master, the sorcerer, might die out there, and then it would be a hassle to collect his body."
Lia pouted and turned her head away as she spoke.
Viktor nodded and chuckled softly.
"I'll be back in about two weeks from this trip."
"I'll have Hene and Kokot take care of the mansions in the capital, so you don't need to worry about it too much."
Lia waved her hand, quickly interrupting Victor.
"I know without you saying it. Alright, alright, let's go."
"I need to go back to my territory these days, so I don't have much time."
Victor nodded.
"If anything happens, then..."
He reached out a hand and gently touched Leah's glove.
The gem in the mage's hand glowed slightly, and the stored magic power seemed to have become more concentrated.
It was updated and replaced by more powerful third-tier magic by Victor.
"Remember to use it."
"Then, I will come back."
Lia withdrew her hand and examined the gems on the glove that seemed to have become even brighter.
"..."
She felt a slight stinging sensation in her nose; she shouldn't be feeling this way.
Viktor was only gone for a few days.
So she stubbornly turned her head away and refused to look at Viktor again.
"Nothing will happen."
Don't worry.
But there was no response from Viktor.
When she turned around and looked ahead, she saw the spot where Viktor had just been standing.
He has vanished, but a faint trace of magic seems to linger in the air.
Lia stood there for a long while.
It was as if they had just realized that Viktor had already left.
He turned around and walked back towards the courtyard.
...
Victor waited quietly in front of the crowded platform of the magic train.
It was very crowded here; I don't know if it was because the platform was too narrow or because of the large number of people.
Magic trains are enormous vehicles powered by magic, used to travel to other cities in the empire, and even to leave the empire altogether.
This colossal object was a magical artifact created by the mages of Endymion, who lived far above in the sky.
It was an idea proposed by a dwarf senator, and after the idea became feasible and was put into practice, decades of roads were paved around the world.
It has finally become the most convenient means of transportation between empires.
However, only a minority of people can afford to ride in such a thing. Apart from long journeys, most people still choose horse-drawn carriages as their mode of transportation.
Of course, in the game, the magic train is a station for players to travel to other cities.
This is a fairly reasonable setting in the game; otherwise, with such a vast continent, it would be too much of a stretch for players to rely solely on teleportation arrays to travel to their desired destinations.
The Magic Train is a great option.
Soon, a train slowly slowed down and approached the platform, appearing in the distance.
The magic power from the burning magic stones served as the driving force, and the tracks vibrated.
call--!
The train billowed a thick plume of white smoke overhead and slowly came to a stop in front of Viktor.
The train was entirely black, with countless iron wheels hidden beneath the massive carriages. A huge chimney stood at the front, and red doors divided the train into sections.
Those who see this behemoth for the first time may inevitably think it is a giant python capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth.
Victor booked a ticket for the first-class carriage of this express train.
He was just about to step into the car when a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Hey, Viktor!"
Turning around, I saw a familiar purple-haired woman.
The other party is Gwen's older sister, Kefla.
Victor naturally remembered her.
Victor stood there watching Kefla jog towards him, waving and saying with a smile:
Are you going to my house?
"I also need to go back, and I'll be on this train."
She flicked the train ticket in her hand; it read—
'Express train, first class carriage'
That was a ticket for the same train carriage as Viktor.
"It seems we'll have to go back together."
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