Mage Manual-Chapter 230 - 199 I Told You Not to Ask

Chapter 230: Chapter 199: I Told You Not to Ask

Chapter 230: Chapter 199: I Told You Not to Ask

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“Don’t ask any questions about Ash Heath.”

Brushing his teeth, Igula gazed at the revelation on the mirror and fell into deep thought.

He didn’t doubt the revelation much, just felt annoyed—why had it to be him again.

Ever since meeting Ash, nine out of the ten revelations Igula received were related to that guy; the last one was advising Igula to settle down with Emi forever and have nine kids—thinking about it now, being with Emi also meant avoiding the fate of encountering Ash, right?

From now on, when in doubt, just blame Ash…

Wait a second, thinking it through, how could he, a human with Meiwa blood, have nine kids with someone from the Moon Shadow Clan?

Even though Emi, aside from being a bit neurotic, was indeed cute, with a perky behind, soft chest, slender waist, and both her big tail and wolf ears nice to touch, the Blood Saint Moon Shadow don’t have reproductive cells; from the start, they can’t take part in breeding matches, meaning Emi can’t have kids at all…

Wait a second, so does that revelation mean, it wants me to have the kids?

With the biological modification technology of the Kingdom of Blood Moon, it’s not impossible… No, wait, I almost got wrapped up in that, why should I have kids, I’m not short on those fertility rewards…

Igula finished freshening up and opened the curtains, almost getting blinded by the glaring sunlight that hit him.

It was hard to imagine that in such a huge two-tiered city, the sunlight wasn’t blocked—last night Igula noticed that the city’s building clusters bloomed like flower petals; buildings near the city center lake were lower, while those at the edges of the city soared high.

It wasn’t apparent at night, but come daylight, sunlight entered the central lake with the help of various reflective devices, diffracting like blooming flowers into every corner of the city. From a bird’s-eye view, the whole city was brightly lit, fast-moving autos darted along the roads, and elegantly dressed people walked under the sunlight as if strolling through the clouds.

Even though on his first day here he was trafficked into the Four Pillars God Sect, this sight made it hard to harbor any disgust towards this kingdom—compared to the Kingdom of Gospel, the Kingdom of Blood Moon was just too sinister.

But Igula didn’t think the Gospel was better than Blood Moon just because of this; if you only focus on Kaimon City’s Upper District and government quarter, you would also believe it to be a world where people are gracious and genteel, the air filled with the sweetness of milk and honey.

And as Ash pointed out—if it were really as wonderful here as in the Heavenly Kingdom, then why would the devotees of the Divine Sect be packed into the underground hall playing live-action prank shows after being stuffed full?

The brighter the light, the deeper the shadows grow. Material abundance can’t solve all problems, and there are no reports of starvation in the Kingdom of Blood Moon; yet once survival is assured, one naturally seeks more, gains more, possesses more, whether it’s a sense of superiority, security, or pleasure.

All races are like this; even the most humble Goblin dreams of ruling the world, and the most conservative Elf craves to see flames.

That’s why the Spirit Faction is the most powerful magic faction of this era.

Igula entered the living room and found that Harvey and Liss were already eating breakfast, with Banjee attending to them. The breakfast consisted of jam-spread bread, a vegetable salad, milk coffee, and creamy pastries. Apart from having such high-calorie pastries first thing in the morning, the rest wasn’t much different from what they had in Blood Moon.

“Where’s Miss Hanna?”

“She has gone to socialize,” Banjee smiled subtly, the young housekeeper’s poise causing a slight stir in Igula’s heart: “If you need anything, feel free to tell me.”

Igula calmed himself down and glanced toward the hallway’s end: “What about Ash?”

“He hasn’t woken up yet.” Harvey, adding a lot of pungent chili powder to his bread, took a bite: “Why don’t you wake him up?”

“Why should I do that?” Igula looked at the little girl with a ponytail: “Liss, go and wake up that guy who will become your servant in 101 days.”

“I’m not a servant,” Liss said seriously. “He’s Liss’s dad!”

“I get it, so you come from a kingdom where servants are called dad, right?” Igula waved his hand dismissively. “Go on… wait a minute, this isn’t Shattered Lake anymore…”

Since this wasn’t Shattered Lake Prison, some of his regular ‘tricks’ for interaction could come in handy.

Quickly, Igula grabbed a bucket of water and hid beside Liss, signaling her to knock on the door and call for someone.

“Daddy, it’s time for breakfast!”

“Daddy, the sun is out today, come quick and play with Liss!”

“Daddy, Auntie Bokin is snorting Lala fertilizer with her nose!”

“Really?” Ash swung the door open abruptly.

Now’s the time!

Igula poured the “Prank Water” over him, an enchanted liquid that could be activated by either drinking or external application, with the best effect being when used to wash one’s face.

The victim of the prank would instantly feel a surge of intense anger. However, when the cursed individual first laid eyes on a beautiful person, that anger would transform into an equal level of affinity and be bestowed upon the beauty; but if the first sight was of an ugly person, the anger would instead morph into a strong combat instinct.

Therefore, this technique was also known as “First Sight in Life”, one of the few Spirit Miracles that Igula possessed. Combined with his natural good looks, it could instantly elevate someone’s affinity to the maximum, thus capturing the target in the palm of his hand.

Usually, he would cast spells on other people’s drinks, but there was no need to be so polite with Ash—pouring it directly on him was the best approach!

Smack!

Clang!

The bucket was propelled high into the air, hitting the ceiling before falling back down.

Ash maintained his retaliatory stance, looking at Igula and Liss who were drenched in water, and asked with confusion, “What are you doing?”

Ash didn’t even realize what had happened, but when Igula attacked from outside his field of vision, his “Wild Intuition” automatically counter-struck.

Both took an inadvertent glance at Ash, and then Liss was the first to look up at Igula, showing a look of disdain as if to say ‘how could you be worse than my dad’, before she stomped on Ash’s foot and returned to her room to change clothes, whimpering.

Igula quickly calmed his mind with his Technique Spirit, making sure his affinity for Ash hadn’t changed. Hmm, seeing him like this, I also feel like stepping on his foot, which means there’s been a ‘significant drop in affinity’, so there’s no change.

And so Igula also stepped on Ash’s foot and snorted coldly before going back to his room to change.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered the revelation he had just had—it was precisely because he had asked about Ash that the idea of using “Prank Water” had come to him, which led to being counter-struck by Ash, and consequently end up in such a sorry state.

Damn it, it’s all Ash’s fault!

Ash was still in a state of utter confusion—did you two skip breakfast? Your stomping is so feeble, Freyja hit much harder than you when she snuck up on me at night.