From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 34: On the Road, Then Picking Up a Female College Student

After wiping out the dozens of bandits in the stronghold, Modi did not rush to leave, but instead searched the place thoroughly.

With his Soul Eye, he could see through most of the hidden doors and easily found the secret room here.

Inside were 371 gold coins collected by the Crow Claw Bandit Gang, according to magical calculations, as well as more silver and copper coins, and some jewelry.

Modi did not let them go, after all, they were the fruits of his own labor.

He beckoned to three White Walkers to load all the items onto the cart.

He found the carriage at the outpost. Luckily, the three White Walkers didn't kill the bandits' horses, otherwise he would have had to use them to pull the carriage.

As dawn broke, Modi used the venison, leeks, potatoes, and seasonings he found in the stronghold to casually stew a pot of meat soup, which he then quickly ate.

Perhaps because the ingredients weren't fresh, the soup didn't taste very good.

As for his cooking skills? He never thought it was a problem with his cooking skills.

"It doesn't taste as good as the fish and mushroom soup from last night, even though I didn't get a single sip last night."

Gazing at the slowly rising sun, or rather, the fragments of the God of Light, Mordy narrowed his eyes and turned to beckon the three White Walkers to get in the carriage.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, they should be able to reach Baihe Town before noon.

He plans to purchase some supplies there and also find out some information about the Dragonborn.

That last dragon descendant is a rather unique character in the "Old Eight Family Bucket" series. Not only is his appearance inconsistent, but he is also one of the few characters who cannot be romanced.

Its key feature is that it can absorb dragon souls and quickly master the dragon roar that ordinary people must practice for decades to unleash.

Dragon roar is a way to mobilize power by uttering dragon language; Mordy prefers to call it dragon language magic.

The language of dragons is inherently powerful, which is why he was quite interested in it.

The carriage moved on, and the four men in black robes inside remained silent.

Modi fiddled with the jade dragon carving, casting his gaze upon it with his Soul Eye.

Through the outer layer of jade, he saw an unknown substance.

"What is this thing?" He was very puzzled, only knowing that it exuded the lingering aura of dragon power.

Lacking effective means of intervention at the moment, he simply noted down his feelings in the face of the dragon's might before withdrawing his gaze and attempting to incorporate the dragon's might into the [Fear Aura].

He was studying the jade dragon carving when the carriage suddenly stopped, and the driver, Gan, let out a low growl.

Modi didn't understand what it meant, but he saw the factor that caused the carriage to stop.

"Is there someone lying up ahead?"

He jumped off the cart and stopped five steps away from the person on the ground.

"How long are you going to pretend to be asleep?"

He shouted something on purpose, but the person on the ground did not respond.

Inside the car, the three White Walkers watched him outwit and outmaneuver thin air, their expressions thoughtful.

Is this how humans socialize? I've learned something; I can definitely apply it next time.

Seeing that the person blocking the way had not responded for a long time, Modi released a blood-red tentacle that wrapped around the person's body and lifted her up.

I also used my whiskers to prick her finger and collect a small amount of blood for testing.

He has no special bloodline or special energy; he's just an ordinary person.

He relaxed a little and looked the man up from below.

He was dressed in coarse cloth clothes that fit the image of an ordinary person in this era, without any strange clothing such as stockings, sailor uniforms, or short skirts, so he didn't seem to be a named character in the "Old Eight" series.

He relaxed a little, his gaze sweeping over her shapely figure before settling on her delicate, fair face.

In an instant, he overturned his previous conclusion.

"Compared to Devia... she's not bad, and she even has long brown hair and such a delicate face. She looks like she came straight from an anime film set."

Is this really an ordinary civilian?

Modi frowned slightly, turning his Soul Eye to try and detect anything unusual about her.

However, he tried to probe through the fifth eye several times, but could only get one result each time.

The girl in front of him showed no signs of anything amiss.

'Nothing's amiss. Could it simply be that her modeling skills are exceptional? And why is she here?'

The girl had no injuries, only dust from when she lay on the ground.

It doesn't look like someone who collapsed here after being chased.

Modi then looked at the other person's bare feet, which were white with a pinkish tinge and had no marks left by dirt or stones, so it was unlikely that the person had run here barefoot.

Her hands and feet were well-maintained, without calluses, suggesting she wasn't from a commoner family, but this didn't match her clothes...

This person is probably not a player from the [Eternal Realm], as the character creation process is not like this.

After a moment's thought, he cast a cleansing spell on the unconscious girl and then took her to the car.

Then she was bound tightly with iron chains.

Upon seeing this, the three White Walkers nodded repeatedly, all believing they had mastered the ultimate means of human social maneuvering.

Next time I encounter other humans, I must try this trick.

The carriage continued its journey. Apart from Gan, who was driving, Wen, Cui, and Mo Di were all staring at the unconscious girl.

They walked for another two hours and kept watch for two hours, but the girl they found on the road still didn't wake up. Modi was so excited that he wanted to make up a nightmare and throw it into her head.

"She didn't wake up even after all that bumping along the way, is she a pig sleeping so soundly?"

The White Walkers agreed with him, as they had never seen their master or any of the other White Walkers with their eyes closed for more than two hours while they were in the underground tombs.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer. Just before he made his move, perhaps it was his intuition that kicked in, but the girl's long eyebrows trembled, and she finally showed signs of regaining her senses.

The carriage wheels rolled over the protruding stones on the road, causing it to jolt heavily, and she woke up completely at that moment.

"Hey, you, you're finally awake."

Modi silently canceled the nightmare he had just woven, gazed into the girl's azure eyes, and spoke to her in as gentle a voice as possible.

"You suddenly appeared on the road and blocked our way. Can you tell us who you are? And why are you there?"

The girl stood frozen in place, not answering immediately. Her blue eyes stared at the tall, dark figure who was talking to her, revealing a mixture of clarity and naivety.

Modi was no stranger to this look; he had also had this look during his university years.

What struck him as odd was that although the girl appeared to be looking him in the eye, she wasn't actually paying attention to him.

Instead, it was as if they were staring at his face or something in front of him.

Several guesses flashed through his mind, and he kept a watchful eye, waiting for her reply.

About ten seconds later, he felt the girl's gaze fall on him.

"You... I'm sorry, I've forgotten a lot of my memories, and I can't recall what happened before." The girl hesitated for a moment before uttering fluent Itnite language.

"I only remember my name, Elena."

"...Oh, I see." Mordy maintained his smile, his tone still gentle.

This is a lie.

The other party's expression said it all.

Instead of exposing the lie, he cooperated with Elena and continued the act.

She's just a nobody with no known background. He has no grudge against her, and as long as she doesn't do anything wicked or crazy, he won't bother with her.

After all, the continent of Itnity is so vast, and there are many talented and extraordinary people. Not to mention that after the arrival of the Etheric Tide, many long-lived beings and immortals will return in groups, making things even more chaotic.

Let alone visitors from another world, even an invasion from another world wouldn't cause a ripple.

Do you think you can beg for food just because you've come to the continent of Itnity?

"Once we get to Baihe Town, I'll send her away," he thought, when suddenly he heard the girl exclaim in surprise.

"Ah, what are these chains...?"

Modi swiftly unlocked her chains and said earnestly, "I'm sorry, we didn't know your identity before, which is why we did this. After all, the Northern Territory is not safe right now, and we have to be careful."

Hearing him say that, Elena could only whisper, "No, it's okay."

It's clear that she's probably a naive college student who doesn't know how to say no and hasn't yet experienced the harsh realities of society, or perhaps she's just too nervous.

It's no wonder that Mo Di had such thoughts; her behavior was just too similar, especially her demeanor, which was completely out of place in this world.

"Visitors from another world? But that's not surprising. When the immortals returned, there were always otherworldly beings who came with them."

He became increasingly certain of his guess, and couldn't help but feel a little pity for Elena.

A college student who hasn't even entered the workforce yet suddenly finds himself in this strange world overrun by lunatics. Without a cheat code, he probably wouldn't survive long.

However, judging from her behavior just now, she probably does, but that doesn't necessarily mean she'll survive safely.

To continue to exist, one must constantly grow stronger until standing at the pinnacle of all realms.

The carriage was once again enveloped in silence, with only the creaking of the wheels and the neighing of the horses remaining.

Elena was restless, glancing at the black-robed man sitting next to her from time to time. Feeling the chill emanating from him, she couldn't help but hug her arm.

On the carriage, apart from the black-robed man who spoke to him first, the other three hadn't uttered a single word.

She didn't dare to talk to them, and habitually crossed her arms, rubbing her nails together.

After a long pause, she made up her mind to break the deadlock: "This... sir, may I ask how I should address you?"

"Mormontes," Mordi announced his magical name.

Unlike a real name, a magic name is a pseudonym used by mages to sign contracts and for others to address them, without revealing their real name.

Only mages who have officially become extraordinary beings have magical names, and to some extent, these names can reflect some of the mage's own characteristics.

"Lord Mormontis, may I ask what your destination is?"

After her initial confusion, Elena has regained her basic rationality, and now she needs to figure out her situation.

And seek out assistance that can help them integrate into this world.

"Oh, that was my oversight. I even forgot to tell you our destination," Modi slapped his forehead. "We're heading to Baihe Town. We should arrive before noon."

Baihe Town?

Although Elena didn't know where she was, she still maintained a polite smile and inquired:

"What kind of place is Baihe Town? Ah, you know, I've lost a lot of my memories. Could you tell me about this town?"

She habitually scratched her nails, her inner tension almost overflowing.

What should I do if he doesn't want to answer, or if he gets annoyed?

When people are nervous, they tend to overthink, and she was no exception.

Fortunately, Modi wasn't an impatient person, and his words didn't disappoint her.