Wizard of All Souls

on the road.

Will was alone.

In the several carriages he drives, there are gold, silver and precious stones, books, pens and ink, clothes and accessories, and potions and props...

All kinds of things, very many.

The price is also extremely expensive.

Along the way, he drove several carriages alone, and was often robbed by robbers as a passing fat sheep.

For these people, Will will naturally not be polite.

Occasionally, he will kill the den of thieves and wipe out all the robbers in one fell swoop.

sometimes.

When he meets someone who needs help, he will try to lend a helping hand as much as possible.

So a lot of time wasted.

Originally, the shortest journey was ten days, and the longest journey was one month, but it took him almost three months to complete it.

...

After three months of journey.

The destination has finally arrived.

Looking at the familiar city wall in front of him and the people coming in and out, Will couldn't help looking into the distance.

"After twelve years of separation, I'm finally back!"

cairo empire.

Saar City, Cana Province.

The city where the Viscount Fran's family is located.

Back then, he was recommended by Fern Furlong before he had the opportunity to step into the world of wizards.

He will never forget the kindness Fern Furlong showed him.

Drive the carriage into the city.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in Saar City, I couldn't help but feel emotional.

lamented the passage of time.

Lamented the gratification of the world.

Lamented the changes in the world.

Back then, when he was nineteen years old, he set off from Thrall City to the unknown world of wizards.

At that time, he was only a first-class apprentice.

The future looks bleak.

There is uneasiness in my heart.

No one would have imagined that he would achieve what he is today, right?

Come to the gate of Fran Manor.

Except for the change of the guard at the gate, the entire Fran Manor looked as if it hadn't changed with the passage of time.

Exactly the same as when he left twelve years ago.

Throw the token to the guard.

"You, are you Master Will?" The guard looked at the token tremblingly and asked uncertainly.

After all, the doorman is new here and has never seen Will.

And according to the rumors, Will should be thirty-one years old now, how could he be as young as the person in front of him?

He looks like he is only in his early twenties, but people would believe him if he was seventeen or eighteen.

"You just report." Will was too lazy to explain nonsense.

"……yes."

After all, the token was real, and the guards didn't dare to speak too much.

He could only order someone to report the news to the mansion quickly.

But twenty minutes.

A carriage galloped towards the door.

A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes jumped out of the car, trotted up to Will, held Will's hands tightly, tears welling up in his eyes, with the appearance of "a great visit, but a far-off welcome".

"Master Will, why didn't you inform me in advance when you came back." The middle-aged man ignored the strange eyes of others, lowered his head, and said in a flattering voice.

"Are you Cliff?" Will had a slight impression of this middle-aged man.

However, due to the absence of twelve years, the appearance of people must have changed a lot, so Will is not very sure.

"Well, it's the little one. I didn't expect you to remember the little one's name." The man named Cliff smiled.

Cliff Furlong, third son of Lord Viscount Fern.

When Will met him back then, he had to salute and greet him.

And Cliff's response was just a slight nod.

Where is it like now?

Looks like a pug dog fawning over him?

After sitting in the carriage at Cliff's invitation, Will immediately asked, "Why are you here to greet me?"

"Master Fern hasn't received the news yet, so I'll take you to see him right away." Cliff replied respectfully.

In Cliff's subsequent explanation, Will understands.

Two years ago, Mr. Fern passed the title to Cliff.

Cliff is now in charge of all important affairs of the Fran family, so Cliff will be the first to know the news of his return.

And hurriedly drove to meet him.

"So should I call you Viscount Cliff now?" Will said with a smile.

"Dare not dare."

Under Cliff's lead, Will came to a relatively remote courtyard in Furlong Manor.

"Master Will, I will wait here." Cliff stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

"Um."

Will responded and strolled into the courtyard.

Soon, in the small pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, I saw the silver-haired Fern Furlong.

After not seeing him for many years, Mr. Fern's silver hair has turned gray again, his waist has bent a lot, new wrinkles have appeared on his face, and a few teeth have fallen out.

The spirit of the eyes is no longer there and has become cloudy.

While Will was looking at Mr. Fern, Mr. Fern was also looking at him.

It's been a long time.

"sit."

Father Fern pointed to the empty seat opposite and said.

Looking at Will who was sitting down, Mr. Fern choked up for a moment, not knowing what to say.

If it was twelve years ago, he could still teach Wilton.

It can also say all kinds of big things.

And chat and laugh with Will.

But it's different now.

Will is a third-class apprentice, a mentor at the Gerald Potions Academy, and is rumored to be one of the legendary double stars.

Identity, status and strength are far above him and the Fran family behind him.

If you offend Will, for a small family like him, Will can be destroyed in a blink of an eye.

Looking at old man Fern who had not spoken for a long time.

Will couldn't help but feel emotional in his heart.

Of course he knew the other party's inner concerns, and it was precisely because he knew that he became more emotional.

"Mr. Fern, who used to look high and unoffensive, is now far above him."

"The Fern family is actually nothing more than that."

"Even among the many viscount families, their influence can only be considered as upper-middle, much weaker than that of the Earl Jiali family in the most remote province of Doria."

"Back then, it took so much thought to even send a student to Zero Potion Academy."

"If it were me now, as long as one sentence, ten or eight would be fine."

"But it's also because of this that he took a fancy to me and invested in me back then, didn't he?"

Not a word was said.

The two just looked at each other quietly.

But Will saw through all the thoughts and concerns in Mr. Fern's mind.

"Mr. Fern, I will never forget your kindness to me. The promise I made back then will definitely be fulfilled." Will directly reassured Mr. Fern, "I am here Make an oath, the Albert family and the Fran family, eternal alliance."

He also made this oath once in the past.

It's just that at that time, his status was low, and he asked the Fran family, and no one could tell how much he said from the heart.

It's different now.

With the strength to crush the Fran family, Will is still willing to say this and make an oath.

The weight of words is far ahead.

Old Man Fern looked at Will in a daze, and for a moment he didn't know how to express his emotions.

Sudden.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Fern Furlong patted the table and stood up.

The wine glass placed on the table was spilled, and the red wine flowed all over the floor, but Mr. Fern didn't seem to notice it.

He patted the table excitedly, feeling happy for his original decision from the bottom of his heart.