Chapter 383 - Barbecue in the Forest (2/2)
How powerful must this person be.
Lin Li had seen many powerful people, even Legendary-realm ones, after arriving in Anril, but he was confident that not even those Legendary ones would be able to catch his mental strength as easily as the black-cloaked figure had.
Perhaps Apophis would be able to…
But how many Apophises were there in the world?
Just as Lin Li was staring wide-eyed, the figure slowly walked out of the forest. As he looked at the black cloak, the raging flames as well as the strolling figure, Lin Li felt his skin crawl. This person had just emerged from the burning fire, yet he looked completely fine.
“You’re attacking me, little mage?” The man looked to be in his forties, and had a strong figure and tan skin. His squarish jaw made him look very majestic, and while his voice was not loud when he spoke, every word sounded like thunder in Lin Li’s ears. If not for Lin Li’s incredibly strong mental strength, he would have been done for after hearing just a sentence.
The moment the man emerged from the forest, Lin Li knew he was right—the violent aura coming off him was ferocious, and similar to that of a prehistoric magical beast. The only difference was that this man’s aura held a deep prestige unlike that of a prehistoric magical beast. Lin Li could feel the almost concrete pressure pressing on him even from where he stood.
“This…” Lin Li gulped as he tried his best to withstand the attack of the pressure. His once clear thoughts seemed to have frozen up now, and even if he tried to come up with an excuse, he found his brain as blank as a sheet of paper.
“Little mage, do you know what will happen if you attack me?” The man’s voice still sounded as calm as ever, and there was no trace of anger on his squarish face. Anyone else would have thought that they were merely having a conversation about the weather.
But for Lin Li who was being oppressed by the immense pressure, he knew clearly how scary the pressure brought to him by the man was. It felt like he was under a mountain, and even though he was a level-18 Archmage, he had to use all his might to suppress his fear using his mental strength. He knew that if he let up a bit, he would definitely crumble under the immense pressure.
The man looked at Lin Li quietly. There was a hint of a smile on his face, but the immense pressure continued rolling off him, and it was becoming stronger. Even the raging flames withered down as though a gust of wind had just blown past them as they crackled quietly in the otherwise silent forest.
The forest seemed eerily quiet for a second as there was no sound besides the quiet crackling of flames and the occasional dripping of sweat from Lin Li. Lin Li’s mental strength had been pushed to a limit from trying to withstand the scary pressure, and his face was now as pale as a sheet, while large beads of sweat dripped from his face. Lin Li knew that he could not continue like this for long, as he was strung up tightly like a bow now—he could draw the bow tighter and tighter but end up breaking it, or he could shoot an arrow while his mental strength and mana were pushed to their limits…
Lin Li gritted his teeth and pushed his already strained mental strength to an even greater height, one that was beyond his limits. In that instant, an incredibly strong magical wave spread out in the forest—it was like waves in the sea, and each wave was higher than the previous and continued to crash into the surroundings. For a split second, even the mysterious man’s expression was frozen.
After he pushed his mental strength to an extreme, Lin Li could clearly feel that the magical wave coming off him formed many invisible vortexes, and although they seemed calm, it only took a thought from him for these vortexes to release the gargantuan power contained in them.
Even experienced mages like Aldwin and Andoine would be staring with open mouths at this. For the magical waves to form vortexes was a sign of reaching the Legendary-realm, but a level-18 Archmage was able to forcefully make it happen simply by using his mental strength. How could anyone achieve such a scary feat?
But Lin Li did not have time to think about that; the man’s expression froze when Lin Li’s mental strength was completely released, and he could finally catch a breather from the oppressive pressure. Lin Li immediately stopped the Levitation Spell, and descended from the sky.
For the first time, Lin Li found it wonderful to step on the ground again…
“Firstly, let me apologize for my rashness…” As Lin Li landed on the ground, the oppressive pressure that seemed to fill up the place seemed to have vanished. Lin Li knew that the first test of his capabilities had ended, and this man would not try and make things difficult for him for the time being.
Since he knew the other person would not do anything to him now, Lin Li happily sat next to the bonfire as he rotated the Blue Gra.s.s roasted boar, smiling as he said, “But I have a question…”
“What is it?”
“What would you do if you heard something behind you while you’re alone in the wilderness at night?”
“I’ll make sure that fellow isn’t capable of making another noise in his life.”
“Hehe…” Lin Li laughed dryly as he was silently in awe that only someone like him could make such arrogant words sound not disgustingly pompous. It was as if being arrogant was second nature to him.
“You’re interesting, little mage.” The man stared at Lin Li for a long time before he smiled. “Let’s get to know each other, my name is Tutankhamun.”
“I’m Felic.” Lin Li stretched out his hand and shook Tutankhamun’s as he let out a long sigh in his mind. He knew that the smile on this man’s face now was a genuine one, unlike those from before that seemed to mock and test him. This smile truly represented a sense of friendliness; it seemed like his previous display of power with his mental strength had gained the other person’s approval.
“Aren’t you going to invite me to have a taste?” Tutankhamun pointed at the Blue Gra.s.s roasted boar after introducing himself, a sheepish look appearing on his squarish face for the first time. “To be honest, I was lured here by the smell of this…”
“…” Lin Li was nearly in tears from how amused he was—he had been wondering what was Tutankhamun’s motive for approaching him, and he had even thought that he was helping Emendas. Never had he thought that Tutankhamun was here because of the Blue Gra.s.s roasted boar he had made on a whim…
If he had known earlier, he would have rather starved to death than roasted a boar…
But it was too late for regrets now, and the boar was so large there was no way he could finish it alone anyway. He might as well invite Tutankhamun to eat with him and do him a favor that way.
“Hehe, why wouldn’t I…” Lin Li laughed and took out his small silver knife again to cut off a tender piece of meat from the boar’s hind leg, drawing a small cross on the meat with his knife before sprinkling some salt on it from the bottle of salt he carried around. As the salt dissolved into the meat, a meaty aroma permeated the forest.
“Please.”
“I will not stand on ceremony, then…” Tutankhamun did not hold back after taking the piece of meat from Lin Li, and started eating to his heart’s content, praising the food as he ate. “Wow, little mage, you can cook better than I thought. This food is so delicious! I don’t think I’ve ever tasted anything like that ever since prehistoric times…”
“Hehe…” Lin Li smiled, but did not hurry to deny the praise. He was a Master of cooking, after all, so if his food was anything less than ‘delicious’, how could he be deserving of the t.i.tle?
Wait a minute…
Lin Li’s smile froze halfway through his laugh.
This Tutankhamun said… prehistoric times?
My G.o.d…
Lin Li stared dumbly at Tutankhamun. What kind of era was the prehistoric times? That was when the Dragons and the t.i.tans fought to rule over the lands! The unimaginably proud High Elves were only just born under the Tree of Eternity, and they were still far from a tribe yet. To put it simply, they were merely food for the powerful beings of the prehistoric times…
Lin Li felt his skin crawl.
He had thought that he had seen more than enough, seeing as he had a Vampire from the Dark Ages as well as a Lich that had died hundreds of years ago as his followers… moreover, he had come from another world himself.
But, Lin Li had never thought that he would one day be sitting next to a bonfire with a powerful being from the distant prehistoric times, enjoying roasted meat and hard liquor while he complained about how wretched the weather was these days in the Blackstone Mountains…
“What’s going on, little mage?” Tutankhamun asked after making quick work of the boar’s hind leg as he rubbed his mouth, savoring its taste.
“No… nothing.” Lin Li smiled, and only after that did he realize that his voice was unusually scratchy, just like something was stuck in his throat.
“It really has been years since I’ve tasted such delicious food…” Seeing as Lin Li did not wish to speak of it, Tutankhamun dropped the subject, and only licked his lips as he still looked longingly at the food.
“Hehe, if you like it, feel free to have more, there’s so much anyway…” Lin Li did not eat much to begin with, and he was almost full from the piece he had earlier. Moreover, after hearing Tutankhamun say that he was from the prehistoric times, Lin Li had lost his appet.i.te, and was more interested in guessing Tutankhamun’s ident.i.ty as he chatted aimlessly with him.
The two of them sat next to the bonfire and chatted for about an hour. Lin Li had only eaten a small piece of meat from the boar’s hind leg, while the rest had been polished off by Tutankhamun. Lin Li was not shocked by his appet.i.te—instead, he was shocked by how seemingly endless Tutankhamun’s knowledge was.
He knew a great deal indeed, and Lin Li even wondered if there was anything in this world that this mysterious mad did not know of. Tutankhamun casually spoke of everything from the prehistoric times to the Dark Ages and the present day as though the history of Anril was merely everyday objects he could find at home. He ate the roasted meat as he told Lin Li stories, including details that could not even be found in the most respected publications, yet they sounded like a personal encounter from Tutankhamun himself.
The only thing that made Lin Li suspicious was that Tutankhamun’s memory was strange—he remembered distant events far more clearly than he did the recent ones. It was especially so for events that had happened after the Dark Ages. For some reason, he knew less of them than a foreigner like Lin Li…
But even then, his knowledge was nothing short of spectacular. It was not just on history, as he had an incredible understanding of topics like magic and martial arts, especially magic. Honestly, Lin Li had thought that he already understood magic very well since he had always been around formidable mages of Anril in his time here. After spending so much time with them, there was no way he could not be well-versed in magic.
But for the first time, Lin Li felt unbelievably ignorant before Tutankhamun.
There were many techniques on the use of magic that he had never even heard of.
Lin Li had thought that Tutankhamun was making these things up, but after he pondered over the technicalities behind it, he found that it all seemed doable. While it was incredibly difficult to execute it, it was not entirely impossible, and Lin Li found himself perking up at the mention of the techniques used by the High Elves’ royalty.
Surprisingly, Lin Li was the one who had gained more from this as they ate their roasted meat…
“Right, little mage, I realized your mental strength is somewhat strange. I remember there was a mage like you during the Dark Ages—he had very powerful mental strength as well, but he was a bit more powerful than you. He had reached an impressive level in terms of controlling his mental strength, and even came up with a method of training it…”
“There’s such a thing?” Lin Li jumped in shock. It was every mage’s dream to improve their mental strength as it largely determined how powerful they could eventually become. If there was really a way of improving it, then he was sure that more than half of the mage apprentices in the world would be able to become Archmages.
Unfortunately, it had been proven that all of these were just a fantasy. Mental strength represented a mage’s talent for magic. It was predetermined, and only in rare cases like surpa.s.sing a level or a sudden change occurring in their mental strength would there be a chance of change.
Yet Tutankhamun said that a mage had left behind a method of training mental strength…
“It is a coincidence indeed. I have these notes, but I did not bring it with me today. When you have the time, you can come visit me, and I’ll give it to you as thanks for this meat.” Tutankhamun stood up and let out a loud burp.
Lin Li couldn’t find it in himself to believe it. “Is there really such a method?”
“Yes.” Tutankhamun nodded his head firmly before tilting his head as though he was thinking. “Right, that mage was called Geresco. He seems pretty well-known amongst you humans… you should know him, right?”
“…” Lin Li felt his brain buzzing…
A method of training mental strength left behind by the G.o.d of Mages, Geresco!
“Alright, I’m leaving. It was nice to meet you, little mage. Come and visit me when you have time. I live at the top of the Blackstone Mountains, but it’s difficult to reach my house, so you might have some problems given your abilities now. How about this, you can go look around for a magical beast called the Crimson Python and try to enter its nest. At the end of their nest, you’ll find a secret pa.s.sage that leads to the top of the mountain. You can reach my house that way.”