Chapter 762: Chapter 460: Setting Off
Golden Barley Wizard Tower, in the Meditation Room on the second floor, the Bright Crystal emitted a steady, gentle light, with silver-white incense slowly rising, bringing a calming aura.
Colin sat cross-legged in the center of the Meditation Room and slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a breath of turbid air.
"Blood Energy and Magic Power growth have slowed down, and the same is true for the soul and body... It seems that the benefits brought by the integration of will and spirit should be completely assimilated in a few days."
"And just as Claire said, compared to some time ago, the strength of my own soul has further increased, and my Magic Power is now comparable to a Third Rank Advanced Wizard... indeed, the dual cultivation of a Witch Knight is overbearing!"
Colin sighed, stood up, and prepared to walk outside.
Although he was pleased with the enhancement of his strength, he did not forget that Tulamei was currently suffering from a heavy rainstorm and that there were many issues that required his intervention.
But the moment Colin pushed open the door of the Meditation Room, he suddenly paused.
"How come... there’s no sound of rain?"
It seemed he thought of something, and he suddenly quickened his pace towards the nearest window!
"The rain has stopped!"
"The sky has cleared!"
"Ha ha! The rain has stopped..."
As he got closer, the noisy sounds from inside Golden Barley City also traveled through the window to his ears.
"The rain stopped?" Colin’s eyes brightened, and his steps quickened even more.
The next second, when he saw the golden sunlight streaming in through the window, he couldn’t help but smile!
"The rain really stopped! What happened during the time I was meditating to restore my Magic Power?"
"Colin, your meditation has ended, I was just about to look for you."
Just as Colin was befuddled, at the corner of the corridor, Lillian looked at him with surprise and said, "Come to the council hall. Lord Claire is also there, and important news has arrived from the front lines!"
"Did the Supreme Councilman stop these extreme weathers from continuing?" Colin was momentarily stunned and quickly asked.
"Yes!" Lillian nodded lightly, "But the situation is probably more complex than what you imagine. Let’s go to the council room first."
Colin raised his eyebrows and quickly followed Lillian.
Five minutes later, Colin knew everything.
"The seventh Supreme Councilman..."
In the council room, he sat in the main seat, his face still somewhat incredulous.
"Yes, the seventh Supreme Councilman... a Supreme Councilman who has never appeared before." Claire also couldn’t help but sigh, "I knew there couldn’t be only six Councilmen! A thousand years have passed, there must be more wizards who have reached that realm!"
"In any case, the weather crisis is now resolved, and after dealing with the impacts of the torrential rain, the Tilaimei Plain can get back on track." Atbolde remarked.
"Yes, and the wheat has also been successfully harvested. As long as it doesn’t rain, everything can return to normal."
Colin took a deep breath and then turned to Claire, "In that case, there’s no need to trouble Lord Claire to help dry the wheat anymore."
"Mm." Claire did not make any polite remarks, paused for a moment, and then continued, "I will stay in Tilaimei Plain for another two days. If nothing unexpected happens, I should head to the front lines in two days."
"Three Divine Popes have fallen, and three towers of the Sky-reaching Black Tower have collapsed, severely damaged. Now is a perfect time to press our advantage!
The Supreme Council also agrees, continuing to summon more wizards to rush to the front lines."
Colin nodded, "Then I wish you a smooth journey in advance!"
"Mm." Claire nodded, anticipation in her soft red eyes.
After a moment more of conversation, they dispersed to handle their respective tasks.
In the afternoon, the Tilaimei Plain was still moist, and a half-day’s sunlight was not enough to completely mitigate the impacts of the torrential rain.
Unable to stay idle, Claire went to help Colin disperse the moisture on the various drying grounds across the plain, so the recently harvested wheat could be aired quickly.
"Thank you, Lord, for lending a hand." Colin, controlling a large force field hand, pushed the accumulated water on the drying ground to a nearby ditch.
"Don’t mention it. I had already promised to help dry all your wheat; now it’s just a different method." Claire shook her head, stretching out her hand to draw out the moisture from the drying ground in front of her.
In just the blink of an eye, the previously damp drying ground instantly became as dry as if it had been exposed to intense sun for several days.
The two worked together extremely efficiently, often only needing a few seconds to handle a vast drying ground.
After finishing up, they tacitly headed to the next location.
"Those machines harvesting the wheat, if I’m not mistaken, are they some special large Witch Tools?" During their flight, Claire suddenly asked curiously.
"Yes." Colin nodded.
"What a genius idea..." Claire sighed, "I never thought before that Witch Tools could be used for harvesting wheat."
Colin just smiled, not responding.
Actually, it wasn’t that Claire and other wizards lacked intelligence, failing to come up with such an invention.
It’s just that in a world where great power belongs to the individual, the underlying logic of people’s thinking is inherently different from the former world.
Strength in numbers...unity is strength...such sayings don’t necessarily hold in this world.
For the upper echelon of this world, sayings like "water can carry a boat but can also capsize it" are nonsensical!
As long as one’s own power is sufficient, boundless might naturally can suppress everything!
Thus, in this world, few people would pay attention to the lowest layers of society, and the direction of wizards’ studies are mostly focused on obtaining stronger attacks and better defenses.