Chapter 271 - 022: Carry

Chapter 271: 022: Carry

Shadow Manor, guest room.

After finishing the translation task, Lynch returned to the Shadow Land, while Graham was asked to stay by the Cavas family, who said they wanted to discuss his marriage to Anna.

At this moment, Graham was lying on the bed, clutching his Magic Stone Bag tightly in his hand, the corners of his mouth nearly reaching his ears. His eyes sparkled as if filled with little stars, and every so often, he jumped off the bed, letting out a series of hearty laughs.

“Hahaha, I’m rich, rich!”

The Scoochi family, to which Graham belonged, had not been rated as a Second-Class Wizard Family. In recent years, due to the absence of any significant talents, the family’s status had been in decline. With his mediocre aptitude, Graham was not a priority for cultivation within the family, and the resources he could access were fairly limited.

Six hundred thousand Magic Stones—such an astronomical figure was almost unimaginable for someone like him, still at the Apprentice Rank.

“Let’s see who dares to look down on me now?”

“I’m someone with capabilities now… Haha, who says having friends isn’t a skill?”

As he lay on the bed, Graham indulged in visions of a bright future.

And this was just the payment for the first batch of translation work. The Cavas family was immensely satisfied with their efforts so far, and further collaboration seemed inevitable. Who knew how much more profit the remaining translations could generate? Just thinking about it made Graham’s grin stretch from ear to ear.

“Let the family see what a true genius looks like!”

Graham knew that with his aptitude, it was unlikely he would ever gain significant recognition on the Wizard’s Road. Thus, long ago, he set his ambitions on earning insurmountable wealth through Magic Stones, determined to fulfill his grand aspirations.

With this wealth, Graham felt as though he had taken a giant step closer to his dreams.

“When the time comes, I’ll hire Lynch to work for me…”

*Knock, knock, knock!*

Just then, a series of knocks at the door interrupted Graham’s train of thought, followed by Wizard Vera’s voice: “Graham, open the door quickly!”

“Coming!”

Graham quickly got up, hastily threw on his cloak, and walked over to open the door.

Outside, the stars and moon offered no light. Under the ink-dark night, besides Wizard Vera, there stood hundreds of figures.

Some belonged to the Cavas family, including several elders.

Others were clad in Black Robes, clearly Law Enforcers from the Black Robe Court. Leading them was none other than the High-level Wizard of the Court—Marshall Wizard!

In addition, there was yet another group, comprising members of other Wizard Families, including apprentices and wizards alike.

Each individual bore a taut expression, their faces grim with seriousness.

Graham froze in place. “This is… What’s going on?”

Wizard Vera stepped forward and said, “Graham, our family’s Wizard Inheritance was just detected as having been tampered with. Now, we need you to tell us everything you know—truthfully and without omission. Do you understand?”

Graham’s face changed dramatically, his voice trembling with shock. “The Wizard Inheritance? No, that’s impossible! Lynch wouldn’t do something like that!”

“Whether it’s possible or not has nothing to do with you.”

A sinister voice arose as Albert stepped forward from the crowd, saying coldly, “All you need to do is tell us everything you know. As for the truth, the Black Robe Enforcers will make their own judgment.”

“With Lord Marshall here, are you really afraid of being wronged?”

Voices of agreement quickly followed one after another.

“Albert’s right, Graham. Quickly tell us everything you know, without hiding anything!”

“Evidence of Muggle energy remnants has already been found there. What more is there to argue about? Just provide your testimony!”

“Does this have anything to do with whether or not you committed the act?”

“Hurry up, don’t waste time!”

Graham’s gaze flickered rapidly. From initial shock, it transitioned to doubt, and finally morphed into outright terror.

His face grew paler by the moment until all signs of normal complexion had vanished entirely.

As his mind roared with the force of an explosion, he gained sudden clarity—these people weren’t here to unearth any so-called truth. They were here to extract a confession, to pin down the final testimony.

With both eyewitness and material evidence in place, forming a closed loop of logic, this was a prelude to…

A conviction of a major crime!

…

In the Shadow Land, within the Lynch Mansion.

Time Hut.

[“Skill Proficiency in *Blood and Fire Hymn* +36”]

[Blood and Fire Hymn maxed out.]

As the crisp system notification chimed, the final sliver of proficiency for the *Blood and Fire Hymn* Magic Model was filled, achieving mastery at the max level.

At last, another Wizard-level Magic Model was added to the list.

After glancing briefly at the data on the panel, Lynch closed the system interface and left the Mental Hut.

Having already mastered countless spells, gaining proficiency in various forms of Magic had become routine. It no longer brought the kind of joy that would make him jump for joy as it once had.

Leaving the Cultivation Room, Lynch began to pack his things. With all tasks completed, he intended to head to the Floating Port tomorrow to inquire about tickets. If all went well, he would depart as planned.

*Knock, knock, knock!*

At that moment, a knock echoed from the door.

Lynch walked over and opened it. In the pitch-black night outside, a puppet automaton stood waiting at the threshold.

“Graham?”

It was one of Graham’s puppet automatons, which Lynch had seen him use a few times before. The automaton still bore noticeable traces of Graham’s spiritual power.

“What on earth is this guy up to in the middle of the night?”

As Lynch pondered this, the puppet’s mouth opened to reveal an Echo Stone embedded inside. At that moment, Graham’s voice emerged from the device.

“Hahaha, Lynch, my good friend, I bet you didn’t see this coming. I’ve got some good news for you.”

“Remember the last time you asked me about tickets to the Land of Freedom? I managed to secure them for you. Hurry up and thank me!”

“But these tickets were bought in a bit of a rush, and the timeframe is short. You’ll need to be at the Floating Port before sunrise tomorrow. Quickly pack up your things and head out, don’t delay.”

“I won’t be seeing you off, but have a pleasant journey, my friend.”

“Make sure it’s a delightful one, my… friend!”

The puppet held a small wooden box in its hand. Inside the box was an emblem bearing the insignia of the Floating Port.

Lynch smirked, scoffing lightly: “That guy finally did something right for once.”

“But still so sloppy—why such a rushed timeline for tomorrow morning?!”

With the tickets in order, it was time to set off that night.

…

Meanwhile, outside Graham’s room at Shadow Manor.

Graham had claimed he needed some time to recall the details of his testimony properly. Everyone had granted him this period of solitude, waiting by the room door for the testimony he was to provide.

According to the rules, eyewitness and physical evidence both had to be present to request a major crime sentence. Graham’s testimony was indispensable in this regard.

*Creak!*

Before long, the sound of an old hinge echoed as the tightly shut door swung open.

Graham emerged.

All eyes turned to him, from apprentices and wizards to the assembled family elders and the high-ranking Black Robe Enforcers.

Graham suddenly found it amusing—he had never garnered so much attention in his life. This felt like a scene from a dream.

Wizard Vera approached him, her tone urgent: “Have you finished recalling, Graham?”

Graham nodded. “Yes.”

A smile briefly flickered across Vera’s face as she responded in a cordial tone: “Then quickly tell us what you know. Anna is still waiting for you. You wouldn’t want to keep her waiting too long, would you?”

Graham turned his head slightly to glance into a corner of the crowd. There, a young girl stood quietly; it was Anna, his fiancée and lover.

Together, they had envisioned walking hand in hand toward the altar of marriage—toward a shared life on the long and winding Wizard’s Road…

What a wonderful life that would have been!

But alas…

Graham felt fortunate that, during a playful visit to his uncle some time ago, curiosity had prompted him to ask for a few emblems from the Floating Port. They weren’t genuine tickets, but Lynch wouldn’t blame him for the trick, would he? As long as Lynch left… And even if he did blame him, it didn’t matter now.

Go quickly,

Don’t come back!

Taking a deep breath, Graham turned back and gave his answer.

An answer that wiped the smile off Vera’s face and froze the smug expression on Albert’s.

It was an answer that caught everyone off guard.

“It was me,” Graham said.

The troubles I caused, I’ll carry them myself—this was Graham’s life philosophy.

Facing everyone’s gaze, Graham declared firmly and without hesitation: “It was me. I breached the Cavas family’s Magic Barrier, I sneaked into their library, and I stole their Wizard Inheritance.”

All the schemes, all the malice—lay them at my feet!

The mess is my doing.

Then I’ll be the one to bear it!

Graham said, “I take full responsibility for everything.”

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