258 Turmoil 2 (1/2)

Chapter 258: Turmoil 2

He slowly closed the book, gazing out of the window into the now distancing plain.

From afar were a group of dairy cows and sheep sporadically walking around on the plain. S Strong winds kept flattening on the grass, which rippled like sea waves.

”It is scary being a Luminarist…” He let out a long, emotional sigh, ”If I were to face the giant magma wolf…”He no longer spoke, but just imagined it. No matter how he simulated it in his mind, it would always end with utter defeat; he would not even be able to get close, and was easily eliminated.

”Looks like I have to choose my core totem soon, and be a Luminarist as soon as possible, Only then will I officially step into this world. There are only one and a half years left.”

Garen kept his illustrations into his ba. Holding the forearm-lengthed silver cane, he closed his eyes and started paying attention to the skill and attribute pane at the bottom of his field of vision.

Under the skill pane, there was a faint, red, translucent symbol, just like a growing fetus, and a faint red light shining with rhythm, like a heartbeat.

This is something that Garen had noticed last night, as he looked closer, he realized that in this fetus, there seemed to be a 3D image of a luminescent butterfly.

This made him happy, he always hoped that his abilities were able provide him some help on his journey of the Luminarist. Otherwise, it would be preposterous to think that he could catch up to the elite Luminarists in the span of over a year.

And now it finally seemed like there was a glimmer of hope.

Abilities seem to slowly merge into the luminescent butterfly totem.

”The image today is clearer.” Garen retracted his vision, ”I guess when I go back to the manor, I would be able to showcase its real function. But I can’t just count on this, I still need to prepare on multiple different aspects.”

Now what he lacks is a core totem.

The scenarios that happened while he transmigrated were always blurry during combat scenes, it was always too complicated, always with strong vibrations. He could only see clumps of colors shaking around, and could only roughly make out the strength from just how shaky it was. Even the actual totem form was not very clearly visible.

Garen refused to use a totem by the Tasura Academy, mainly because he wanted to find a strong enough totem by himself, one that gives him some confidence in what lies ahead.

But this kind of totem would require detailed inherited knowledge; how to nurture and maintain the totem, the conditions needed, even the requirements in terms of time and environment.

At least, he had some sort of plan in mind already.

The carriage arrived in a small town. Garen kept changing carriages, or joining caravans, and soon he arrived at the border of the Lush Forest District.

The Lush Forest District was a garden district. Being covered by large sections of forests, tourists came and went endlessly.

Garen arrived at a small city between the Hanna District and Lush Green district called the Ferlondo. From here, he took a tourist bus and headed for the central part of the Lush Forest District: Trejon’s Territory

In the jade-green forest, two white bus-sized carriages moved within the sea of trees slowly.

The tour guide was the hunter’s daughter; she held a megaphone-shaped paper cone, loudly introducing the culture and habits of the Lush Green District to the tourists.

The carriage was full of tourists who came for a tour, mostly husbands and wives, couples, and a family of three. They were comprised of the working class, merchants, minor nobles and military officers. Males, females and the old and young made up about twenty-odd people in the bus.

Carting the carriage were black cows with strong physiques. There were 4 of them, each about one meter-odd in height, and were about the strengthened version of a typical black cow. Occasionally, they let out a deep roar.

The wheels would run through a pebble or a small pothole from time to time, making the carriage ride a shaky one.

Garen sat on the left side of the final row of the ride, near the window.

Still wearing his usual grey robe, with a black leather box next to his legs, he looked very tidy. Much like a young lecturer of a university, carrying an aura of gentleness.

He sat facing two people, one middle-aged male pastor with black shirt and white sides, and next to a quiet young lady.

The two of them seemed to be together, but they did not talk to each other in the carriage, the atmosphere seemed awkward.

The two of them have not spoken a word since they went onboard about half an hour ago. In contrast, the four people that were sitting diagonally on the right have been speaking merrily. They are two pairs of newlyweds, the gents are talking big, about the glorious old days, about something weird that happened. The two wives were showing off new items purchased for the house; what was it, where was it imported from, and on top of that what kind of cuisines that they have tasted from which chef.

The two pairs of materialistic mercantile couples that were grouped together influenced those around them; everyone around them had started using different methods to imply that they were not to be offended, that they were able to ask favors from whoever.

The poor tour guide could only boringly talk about Lush Forest district’s culture and customs alone, although it seemed like nobody was paying any attention to her.

Of course, there were those who are not interested in engaging such conversation, like Garen, and the pastor and lady opposite him. Also the ones in front of them: a white-haired old couple and a young male military officer.

Garen studied again the comprehension of basic tactics, but upon feeling that his brain was tired, he stopped for a moment to rest.

He looked outside the window. Just when the carriage passed a metal road sign, there were some sort of words written on top, but he wasn’t able to see clearly.

”May I know where are we now?” Garen politely asked the black-shirted pastor.

”Yishenhaire, that’s what the road sign wrote.” The pastor replied with a warm smile.

The lady next to him burst into laughter.