Chapter 16 (2/2)

Spells: First Circle of Magic: Fireball, Lightning Bolt, Puppetry, Mage’s Hand, Mana Shield, Waterfall.

Second Circle of Magic: Detection, Greater Fireball, Thunderstorm, Puppet Master, Mana Surge, Haste, Strengthen, Charm.

Third Circle of Magic: Teleportation, Voidwalking, Pyroblast

One of the First Circle Spells caught his interest… Mage’s Hand.

The Mage’s Hand was always the first spell that mage apprentices learned. Not only was it simple with only thirty magic nodes, but it was also the most reliable partner a mage could have because magical experiments often came with unpredictable dangers.

Mage’s Hand: Use magic to form a giant shapeless hand.

The spell could replace the mage to perform some very dangerous experiments, and of course, it could also be used to… move boxes.

After Reed selected the top oaken chest, he started to draw mana into the magic model.

The Mage’s Hand had a total of thirty magic nodes and was one of the simplest spells in terms of casting difficulty.

Reed had not really cast many spells, but he was quite confident.

Focusing his mind, his mana started to follow the trajectory of the magic model.

After continuously inputting mana, the magic nodes for the Mage’s Hand spell started to flash with blue light.

Whoosh.

Once the last magic node was activated, a giant hand three times the size of an ordinary person appeared out of thin air in the secret chamber… It appeared translucent with dense magic fluctuations.

The spell was successful, and Reed laughed out loud.

He would feel particularly excited every time he cast a spell.

Reed could clearly feel how it was like to manipulate Mage’s Hand before him. It was a very strange feeling as if it was the embodiment of his own mind. It was also not very different from using his own limbs.

He then took a look at his mana.

Mana: 642/652

His maximum of 652 mana had reduced by 10 after a successful casting. That meant, Mage’s Hand required 10 mana to cast, and he would need two points of mana to maintain the spell every solhour. It was a very practical spell indeed.

Bang!

With one thought, the huge Mage’s Hand grabbed the hundred-pound oaken chest.

Reed smiled in satisfaction. The more he used it, the more he could feel the wonder and charm of magic.

No wonder the previous Progenitor Vampire was so obsessed with magic.

If it had not been for the upcoming agricultural plan, he would have also liked to return to his mage tower to study arcane magic.

He ignored the remaining gold coins and gemstones. Two thousand Gold Pykes was more than enough.

Walking out of the secret chamber with his hands behind him, the Mage’s Hand floated up in the air with the oaken chest in tow and followed him closely.

“Greetings, Lord Progenitor.”

The guard at the door saw Reed walk out, and he placed a hand on his chest as he bowed.

Reed nodded. “Greetings. Go and get Dylan for me.”

“Yes, please wait for a moment.”

Reed watched the vampire in front of him transform into a bat and fly away before he turned back to his room.

It was early October now, and there was still some time before the cold winter, so the fireplace in the manor was not yet lit up. The walls, which were made out of squared rocks, were covered with colorful oil paintings.

After he entered the room, Reed looked at the closed oaken chest on the carpet, feeling a little conflicted.

If he could bring the chest full of Gold Pykes back to reality, he would not need to worry about anything anymore. It was a pity that only his soul could pass through. If only his body could also…

No.

Having his physical body come through was not necessarily a good thing. The magical world was far too dangerous, and no one could guarantee absolute safety.

At least, when only his soul crossed over, he could still return in the event that he ran into insurmountable danger, and he would not be truly killed.

With that, Reed felt a lot more comfortable.

Dutch comfort was really the universal truth.

Not long after, a knock on the door interrupted Reed’s thoughts.

“Father.”

When he opened the door, a gallant-looking warrior in full armor appeared before Reed.

It was a second-generation vampire, Dylan Kaschar.

The only warrior among the seven second-generation vampires, he had reached Level 9, and his secondary assassin class was at Level 4.

Dylan was also the person responsible for managing the hexbats.

The hexbat was a type of magical beast unique to vampires who were higher than Level 5, and it was powerful.

An adult hexbat could grow to have a wingspan of up to 12 m, and its combat effectiveness was no weaker than a vampire of the same level.

The castle had about four hundred hexbats at the moment.

He could not very well carry an oaken chest of Gold Pykes with his Mage’s Hand back to Grimm alone. Not only would it take a lot of time and effort, but it would look freaking stupid as well.

The vampires often used hexbats to transport goods and as combatants during war. They were a veritable, multifunctional monster.

“Ready two hexbats for me. I want to use them tonight.”