Chapter 717 - Ambush (I) (1/2)

Chapter 717: Ambush (I)

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The group exited the fortress and snow shrouded everything in sight.

The battle aftermath had been completely covered by the huge snow. The warhorses stood still instinctively after stepping onto the graveyard of Undead Creatures.

“I didn’t expect to see you behaving in this manner, Serena.”

Frederick rode on his warhorse and teased Serena. The latter blushed and glared fiercely. However, Frederick was used to it. He put up a cheeky face and admired her embarrassed expression. Rhode didn’t comment about Serena’s lack of manners, which left her feeling anxious. Frederick knew that his fiancée was much more self-disciplined than most others and perhaps she regretted letting out a shriek in public as though she was possessed.

“Stop mentioning it, Frederick. I didn’t do it on purpose. I was just surprised…”

Serena lowered her head shyly. At the same time, she stole a glance at Orchid Heart. The latter swayed on the warhorse back sleepily. Everyone else was worried that she might fall from the saddle anytime.

“By the way, Serena, what’s that something something scholar that you mentioned? I’ve never seen you this shocked.”

“It’s the Nafranka Spellcaster Scholar!”

Serena raised her voice, but quickly held back. She understood that Frederick was giving her an out. From this aspect, he was rather considerate. But his nonchalant attitude often left her fuming.

“This… But… I’m not too sure. I…”

“Aiya. Come to your senses, Serena.”

Frederick curled his lips.

“Aren’t you highly regarded by the group of old men in the Spell Tower? Master Rowan said that you’re gonna be the future star of the Spell Tower. Really… You’ve always been bold and confident in reprimanding me, so why have you become hesitant after meeting her? Don’t tell me you were mesmerized by that young lady… I didn’t know you had such interest. Could it be that you and Aisha… That’s fine too. Will Aisha join us after our marriage…”

“Shut up! Nothing good comes out from your mouth!”

Serena rolled her eyes. Fortunately, she had been with Frederick for a long time. If not, she would have been angered to death.

“You don’t understand, Frederick. A Nafranka Spellcaster Scholar is a legend of legends. It has been the dream of scholars and even the Sunset Sky Association pays close attention to it…”

“Scholar?”

Frederick knitted his brows. He tilted his head and sized up Orchid Heart.

“What’s strange with scholars? Don’t our old man have a few scholars around him. Oh, by the way, that young lady looks rather amusing and seems different from the group of old men,” Frederick said. “But Serena, there’s no need for you to be this surprised, isn’t it? Scholars and Mages don’t differ too much. Both are knowledgeable, but Scholars can’t cast spells, that’s all. No matter how powerful that something something Scholar is, isn’t she still a Scholar? They can’t go on the battlefield and even if they know magic spells, they can’t be compared to Mages, isn’t it?”

“It’s totally different!”

Serena held her forehead as she felt her head throbbed. But, she patiently explained.

“Although we don’t seem to be too different, the level of research Scholars conduct is more detailed than what Mages would. The Nafranka Spellcaster Scholar is one of the representatives. Rumors has it that they use knowledge to obtain the presence of strength and rule power. In the eyes of the Nafranka Spellcaster Scholar, everyone’s techniques and rules come from the same origin. They can use it to trace the source, seek the existence of the world at the beginning of its creation and receive answers.”

“Oh… Sounds incredible.”

Frederick gazed blankly. He scratched his head and spoke tongue in cheek. Of course. Serena knew that and she couldn’t be more familiar with Frederick since they were childhood friends. Serena used another method to answer him.

“Rumor has it that there are no secrets in the eyes of the Nafranka Spellcaster Scholar. As long as they witness any techniques, they will record, copy, analyze, and use. No matter the swordsmanship, spiritual spell, or magic spell.”

“That sounds powerful.”

Frederick’s vacant eyes glinted.

“They can use anything? That god-like? A Mage like you can’t do that, right?”

“Yes, Mages can’t do that. We perhaps can analyze low-level magic spells, but we are helpless against swordsmanships and spiritual spells. On the other hand, rumor has it that the Nafranka Spellcaster Scholar can unleash any techniques. In other words, if one displays one’s swordsmanship that one has cultivated for decades, the Nafranka Spellcaster Scholar can copy and use the technique with the same or even higher level of mastery. Not only that, but even though the Nafranka Spellcaster Scholar doesn’t have any weapons on hand, they can also release the skills.”