Chapter 125 - 033: Curtain Call

Chapter 125: 033: Curtain Call

The noisy forest regained its silence once more.

Lynch stood at the edge of the forest, staring in shock at the alchemy man in the distance.

Is this guy Grant?

Grant Gwodis, the Great Knight? The hero of the Ramos Duchy?

But…

Wasn’t he dead?

Why is he alive, and why does he look like this?

A series of doubts surged back and forth in Lynch’s mind. The message Barton gave before his death was simply too startling.

Alchemy man… No, Grant.

After killing Barton, Grant stood dumbfounded at the spot for a while, looking like a lifeless machine, staring blankly at the blood and flesh explosion that Barton had become in his hands.

After some time passed.

“Click! Click!”

The sound of mechanical movement emerged as he withdrew his arm and walked away indifferently.

Lynch gazed at the departing figure and let out a sigh of relief.

’Thank goodness…’

Although he didn’t know what kind of grudge existed between Grant and Barton, he was at least fortunate that he wasn’t an adversary of Grant himself. If such a formidable enemy appeared under these circumstances, today’s trouble would have been immense.

’What a strange man. What on earth has happened to him?’

’Truly intriguing…’

Shaking his head, Lynch withdrew his gaze; despite his curiosity, there was no way he would charge over and demand explanations from Grant. Questions like these were better left to fate to resolve in the future.

He walked forward and approached the pile of Barton’s remains, then summoned a skeleton to rummage through the bloody mess.

During the earlier battle with Barton, Lynch had clearly noticed that Barton was wearing a space ring on his hand. Where could it have gone… Oh! There it is!

After a moment of searching, the skeleton finally unearthed a space ring from the pile of flesh.

Lynch handed a leather water pouch to the skeleton to clean it off, then used his spiritual field to perceive it from the inside out, thoroughly ensuring no hidden dangers. Only then did he pick up the ring.

Spirit tentacles reached into the ring as Lynch quickly inspected its contents.

A towering pile of various magical materials, bloodlines and body organs from rare demons, tens of thousands of magic stones, as well as an assortment of chaotic books and scrolls.

Among the books, Lynch quickly sifted through and soon discovered a black-covered book.

On the cover was written: The Bloodline Refining Manual of Morris.

Lynch’s face lit up with joy: ’It really exists!’

According to the diary left by Richard, the Witch Master of the Shadow Swamp, who was Richard’s mentor Wizard Morris, was an expert in necromancy, deeply researching its three major branches—spirit, body refinement, and magic.

Wizard Morris had divided his lifelong knowledge into these three categories, passing them on to his three inheritance apprentices. Barton was the one who inherited the knowledge on body refinement.

Lynch immediately took out the manual and flipped through it. From the moment he read Richard’s diary, he had been intrigued by the strange bloodline refinement techniques mentioned. He never imagined he’d get a chance to glimpse its actual contents now.

And just that glimpse didn’t disappoint!

The knowledge in the book consisted of entirely unfamiliar concepts Lynch had never encountered before. Even after merely flipping through it briefly, some of the theories and ideas captivated him, drawing him in completely.

“Lynch…”

“Lynch!!!”

Only when Avery’s voice sounded in his ear did Lynch snap back to awareness.

Turning his head, he saw Avery trembling as she walked toward him.

Her expression relaxed upon seeing him.

Lynch immediately put down the manual and walked over to meet her. “What’s wrong?”

Avery glanced around nervously.

She asked in disbelief, “You… won?”

Lynch shrugged. “What else?”

Though she already knew this answer beforehand, hearing it directly from Lynch was still shocking.

After all, Barton was an authentic high-level apprentice, far superior to Rolf in countless ways.

That monster had singlehandedly destroyed Rolf and his entire team!

Yet, this terrifying opponent was defeated by Lynch—a mere mid-level apprentice? How had he done it?

Just who was Lynch, really?

Lynch chuckled. “There’s nothing surprising about it. I merely had the advantage of information—I knew Barton inside and out, while he knew next to nothing about me.”

Speaking strictly in terms of strength, Lynch didn’t believe ten of him could take down Barton.

Avery replied, “Even so, being able to devise appropriate strategies at such short notice and execute them against him…”

She said, “You’re truly remarkable.”

That was what had truly impressed Avery about Lynch.

Whether it was the earlier battle against Rolf, the fight with Barton, or any of the challenges they’d encountered along the way, Lynch always managed to find the most suitable solutions in the shortest time to help them overcome each hurdle.

This wasn’t something achievable by mere quick thinking alone—it required a vast accumulation of knowledge and a deep understanding of all things.

For a mid-level apprentice, such ability was utterly astonishing.

The battle had concluded.

Their arduous journey had also come to an end.

As Avery had predicted, the enemy had already committed all their forces, which Lynch had wiped out in one fell swoop. At this point, there was no way for the opposition to muster another challenge against them.

With the enemy’s total collapse, the road ahead was naturally free of further risks.

Indeed, events turned out just as Avery had judged.

Early the next morning, before dawn broke, flying pegasi descended upon them as they approached a new section of the forest.

“Here! Found her!”

After circling overhead for a while, two mid-level apprentices landed beside Lynch and Avery, joyfully shouting, “We found her—Miss, we’ve found her! Notify the Lord immediately!”

Soon afterward, a high-level apprentice appeared, accompanied by numerous middle and low-level apprentices, along with knights.

The knights quickly surrounded the area, creating layer upon layer of defenses. Archers, heavy shield soldiers, infantry, and various elemental creatures and alchemy creations rapidly transformed the forest into a fortress of vigilance.

A high-level apprentice hastily approached Avery and, upon verifying her presence, visibly heaved a sigh of relief.

“We’ve finally found you, Miss…”

As if in response, the light of dawn broke through the clouds and descended upon the earth.

Though they were still dozens of miles away from the Shadow Tower,

In truth,

The journey had already reached its

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