Powerful without knowing it
"I am a noble, and you are a wizard; we are both people of status. Since we've made a promise, we cannot change it lightly. I suggest that we both take an oath to ensure that our agreement is fulfilled..."
Before the young wizard could object, Freyr immediately swore a solemn oath to the Great God of Light.
With no other choice, the young wizard also swore an oath. To Freyr's surprise, she even cast a binding contract spell to symbolize their agreement must be honored.
This little girl, though she stuttered while speaking, recited spells at an incredible speed! The profound and complex incantation rolled off her tongue like popping beans, fast yet clear! It was hard to imagine that someone who stuttered in conversation could cast spells so swiftly.
It's worth noting that even until the end, poor Lilith didn't show any intention of using violence against Freyr. What kind of teacher could raise such an overly innocent girl?
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The Russell family guards remained silent regarding their young master's extortion of such a pitiful girl, having suffered greatly from the terror creature. Despite the girl's innocent and pitiable appearance, no one spoke up for her. The only one slightly discontent was Sir Andrew, who believed in chivalry and didn't fully agree with Freyr extorting a young girl. But as a family retainer, he couldn't oppose his master's actions.
Moreover, wasn't Freyr worried about provoking trouble by treating an eighth-level wizard this way?
Sir Andrew's concerns soon became reality!
The young wizard who agreed to teach Freyr six spells had to accompany him back to Halfhorn City.
After signing the unfair contract, the young wizard racked her brains trying to decide which six spells to teach Freyr... preferably some unimportant ones.
Oh, one couldn't blame the simple girl for starting to have such dishonest thoughts. After being extorted by someone like Freyr, even an angel might learn some cunning!
Unable to make a final decision, the young wizard had no choice but to stay with Freyr to continue thinking. Fortunately, her teacher would be away for several days, so she just needed to complete this task within that time... and avoid being found by her sister.
Once this matter was resolved, she could return to her teacher's house. The outside world was too scary; were all people outside as terrifying as this young noble?
Oh, merciful gods, please forgive poor Lilith for unintentionally speaking ill of others behind their backs. But that young noble is really frightening. Once I return, I'll never come out again!
Her sister… hopefully, she wouldn't find her too soon.
The magical creature incident in Halfhorn City was resolved, much to the relief of Sir Peter. The magical creature was dealt with, and the young master of the Russell family was unharmed.
Although it was somewhat embarrassing that dozens of fully armed soldiers almost got wiped out by a small magical creature... but then again, it was a Great Wizard's pet! It wasn't too disgraceful after all.
Feeling relaxed, Sir Peter enthusiastically invited Freyr and his party to stay at the commandant's residence in Halfhorn City, which was much better than the inn.
Freyr did not refuse; he too wanted a quiet environment to discuss the spells with the young wizard.
Thus, instead of entering the city, the group went to the permanent military fortress where the local garrison command was located. That evening, Sir Peter, eager to please the young master of the Russell family, warmly invited everyone to a grand feast. He even decided on his own to bring out the commandant's treasured wine from the cellar. (Surely, the commandant wouldn't blame me for using his prized wine to entertain such esteemed guests from the Russell family.)
The tired soldiers and Russell family guards finally had a chance to relax. Here, they drank heartily, venting their frustrations from the afternoon's ordeal.
Freyr, after some brief pleasantries with Sir Peter, soon found an excuse to retire. He actually wanted to check on the young wizard.
Sir Peter understood that someone of Freyr's status deigning to dine with him was already a great honor, so he didn't dare to detain him further. Just as he was about to stand up to see him off...
Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from outside the hall!
Under the clear night sky, a massive lightning bolt streaked across the heavens, followed by a deafening thunderclap that sobered everyone up!
Immediately, outside the hall, a bright light shone in the sky, and a flame descended from the heavens, striking the flagpole at the camp's entrance. With a loud crash, the flagpole was reduced to ashes!
Everyone was stunned. Then, from all directions, a cold voice rang out!
The voice seemed to come from afar yet sounded as if it was right beside their ears. It was a cold, indifferent woman's voice!
"Lilith! My dear sister, where are you running off to now? Hand over the Terror Mirage!"
Chapter 25: The Sisters' Battle
This sudden turn of events left everyone in shock!
Fortunately, there weren't many soldiers in the garrison camp, as most were participating in the Empire's spring exercises hundreds of miles away.
Sir Peter was the first to recover. His face changed dramatically as he grabbed his sword from the ground and shouted, "Who dares to attack the local garrison camp!!!"
Peter was truly panicking. An attack on the Empire's military camp was an act of outright rebellion! Burning the flag at the camp's entrance—such a crime happened right under his nose. As the officer in charge, if he couldn't apprehend the culprit, he would certainly be found guilty of dereliction of duty!
Several other officers in the hall, their eyes reddening, grabbed their weapons and charged out with Peter. Moments later, thunder roared outside, red light flared up, and amidst it all, there were faint sounds of people groaning in pain.
Inside the hall, the Russell family guards immediately surrounded Freyr to protect him. Sir Andrew's face was grim as he stepped up to block the doorway. He was shocked to see that outside, Peter and his men were all lying on the ground, their clothes and hair singed. Though they groaned in pain, none could stand up.