Chapter 685: Chapter 490, Eye of Thunder Spirit_2
Every mage is a scholar, who needs to read a vast amount of material and literature to study magic.
Similarly, a mage’s skills possess immense destructive power.
If two warriors fight, a pub might be ruined.
If two mages fight, not only the pub would be gone, a huge fire might burn for three days and nights.
This is why mages need special supervision.
“Oh, I’ve got no reason to upset them.” Fang Hao smiled, indicating that he was merely inquiring.
The boss nodded and continued, “The Hall of Justice is the force that controls this city. We are able to set up stalls and live here in the city, thanks to the Hall of Justice.”
Mentioning the Hall of Justice, a trace of a smile appeared on the boss’s face, seemingly having a good impression.
“About the church!” The boss’s face changed instantly and looked around again.
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“You should know about the church, they have their temples in all cities. They have very extreme beliefs. They used to consider us as heretics and were about to cleanse us in the name of their God. The people from the Hall of Justice intervened, otherwise, they would have gotten their chance. So, you should keep your distance from them. Do not even go to the temple when you’re ill, or they might misinterpret your words, accuse you of a crime, and burn you at the stake,” The boss warned seriously.
From the conversation, it was clear that the boss was not only wary but also had a dislike for the church.
The actions of the church were polarizing.
They built temples to treat the injuries of ordinary residents, but their actions were quite extreme.
Fang Hao nodded to indicate his understanding, and then he switched to another topic, “Oh, by the way, I went to the Fairy Dream Tower a few days ago. I heard that their boss, Sister Li, is pretty amazing.”
“Ah, Sister Li is much more than amazing. Do you see this street? It was all negotiated by Sister Li. Otherwise, do you think the natives would have let us set up stalls?”
Fang Hao looked at the bustling street, “Really?”
“Of course,” the boss had put some seasoning on the skewers, “Here you go, these are yours. Would you like some beer? We have that too.”
Anjia and Lorrey enthusiastically run over and take the skewers.
“No drink for us today, we drove here. Maybe next time.” Fang Hao said with a smile and led the group away.
The boss waves at them, “Uh huh, don’t drink and ride. Good habit.”
Fang Hao also waved back and set off into the distance.
…
As dusk approached.
Fang Hao and others got on the carriage to return to their lodging.
On the way they made a detour to have a glimpse at the ‘Mage’s Association’.
Only at this late hour, the main door was tightly shut, and they didn’t get to see inside.
Surprisingly, they managed to get some books related to magical knowledge at the entrance.
One of the books was about Thunder Elemental Magic.
The carriage returned to their lodging.
Anjia and Lorrey went to tinker with the stuff they had bought.
Fang Hao returned to his room and began to examine the magic books he had bought.
He had a previous experience of learning fire python skills from books.
Despite the initially hard-to-understand magic terms, he has mastered a lot of them himself.
Even when coming across unfamiliar symbols and terms, he could look up one of his reference materials for translation and interpretation.
Finally, after scanning the first few books.
Fang Hao’s gaze fell on the last book, “Eye of Thunder Spirit”.
“Phew! Finally onto the last one. I hope this book will allow me to comprehend magic, even the most insignificant will do.”
After a mental prayer, he began to flip through the book.
At the sight of the opening page, he quickly became serious.
He began to flip through the pages one after another.
After reading through the theoretical knowledge, he found the recorded spells towards the end of the book.
“Thunder Spirit”, is a summoning skill of an Air Elemental Spell.
Just like the Wood Guard Spirit he currently possesses, except their functions are not the same.
The Wood Guard Spirit serves in combat, or to protect the spellcasters.
According to the book, the function of the Thunder Spirit’s purpose was for reconnaissance.
A look of joy appeared on Fang Hao’s face, saying, “Perfect, it can replace the Skeleton Sparrow.”
Apart from that, in Silver Wing City, under the watchful eyes of the Church.
Among the city’s guards, one could see the church members assisting in the patrols.
If he continued to use the Skeleton Sparrow, there was a risk of detection, which could lead to trouble.
But using Thunder Spirit in the future poses less of a problem.
Even if caught, it wouldn’t reach a point of no reconciliation.
Indeed, knowledge is power.
…
Fang Hao scanned the book from start to finish, started to digest the knowledge in his mind.
Perhaps due to the divinity of Lord of Thunder God that he had absorbed, he had a natural understanding of Thunder Elemental Magic.
He recollected the knowledge that he had just learned in his mind.
He began to channel the power of magic as instructed.
Feeling the power accumulating bit by bit, the magic started to take shape.
Gradually, in front of him, stood an owl formed from silver arcs of electricity.
It truly was a success!
Delight surged within Fang Hao’s heart.
He immediately wanted to use the next ability, Shared Vision.
However, with a sudden ‘snap’, the unstable Thunder Spirit Owl disintegrated into multiple arcs of electricity.
Scattering all around.
“What just happened!” Fang Hao’s smile instantly disappeared.
Despite successfully activating his skill, it was too unstable.
He reopened the book, combing through it to identify any potential errors made.
…..
Two hours passed.
Fang Hao spent them all in his room, meticulously cross-referencing against his magic book.
There was indeed much knowledge he needed to further understand, requiring him to use other books for reference.
Identifying the cause of the Thunder Spirit’s disintegration was likely going to take some effort.
Then, the sound of a carriage drifted in from outside the window.
His room had a great view, enabling him to see the front door and courtyard from within.
A quick glance downward and he saw Rebecca’s carriage returning.
Soon after, a knock sounded at his door.
“Enter!”
The visitor was Rebecca’s maid.
After a quick courtesy, the maid said, “Sir City Lord, the lady requests your presence and preparation for a banquet tonight.”
“A banquet?”
Fang Hao touched his stomach, having indulged himself in considerable fare earlier in Chinatown, he doubted he could eat much more now.
The maid continued, “Yes, Lady Olivia is hosting a private banquet and has personally extended an invitation for you.”
“Me? Who is this lady?”
“Olivia is the wife of Dordy, the leader of the Hall of Justice. She shared a close relationship with the old City Lord,” the maid continued to explain.
“Oh, alright, I understand now.”
With the explanation, everything clicked for Fang Hao.
Rebecca and Olivia were bosom friends, and this time she had brought him, her husband, along.
Of course, introductions had to be made.
Upon their arrival, Rebecca had told him he could disregard some of the noble parties, as they weren’t always obligatory.
However, this invitation from her close friend was truly an offer Rebecca couldn’t refuse.
So she had decided to bring Fang Hao along.
“Alright, I’ll prepare and come along with you all later.”
However, the maid smiled faintly, “Sir, the lady has sent us to assist you.”
With that, she stepped aside and let in two more maids.
They began to help Fang Hao prepare his banquet attire.
Leaving his room, Fang Hao had several formal attire prepared for himself.
After selecting his outfit, the maids assisted him in donning the form-fitting nobleman’s attire.
He had worn such attires back in his territory, aided by Eira and her team, but being touched here and there by the maids made him slightly embarrassed.
When the dressing process was completed.
Fang Hao followed the maids downstairs.
In the grand hall on the first floor, he saw the already prepared Rebecca.
She was in a dark blue figure-hugging dress, adorned with golden patterns. Her graceful figure was sketched out beautifully with an elegant line.
Below the tight pencil skirt, her sexy legs were wrapped in a pair of black stockings.
The shimmering glow of the black stockings was striking that pearlescent shimmer on the surface.
‘Nightfall’, a name Fang Hao recognized at first glance to be the stockings.
It was the ‘Nightfall’, a product of the Bone Textile Store.
Paired up with her fair creamy skin, shining eyes and her lovely expression,
Fang Hao couldn’t help but to look at her more than he used to.
Graceful yet delicate.
Rebecca was just as he knew, attractive yet untouchable as the City Lord’s wife.
Then she noticed Fang Hao’s gaze, she glared back at him and said, “Why are you giving me that look?”
Fang Hao gave a faint grin, “You look really beautiful tonight.”