Memory Magic Crystal

Josh was delighted to have "persuaded" Garen to join him. Although Garen seemed somewhat unwilling, Josh did not care about that. All he wanted was the result. Now that he had such a good result, Josh was naturally very satisfied.

Although Garen felt somewhat miserable, he helplessly accepted reality. After crushing the Magic Crystal Josh had given him, a massive amount of information quickly appeared in his mind. If Josh had received the inheritance rather peacefully, to the point that he had not even noticed anything, then Garen was simply suffering.

It felt like the time Garen had undergone training as a child and spun in place a hundred times. He was dizzy and disoriented now, even feeling like vomiting, but fortunately, his will was strong enough to endure it. It took nearly ten minutes before Garen suppressed that painful sensation and began examining the additional information in his mind.

Josh had been quite generous in this regard. He had copied everything he had seen from childhood to adulthood into it, so the amount of information was enormous and incredibly comprehensive. It was comprehensive enough for Garen to understand why this fellow's Void Magic could not be exposed on this continent.

Only gods possessed Spatial magic, yet this fellow was clearly only a cultivator and already possessed such magic. It was even more powerful than Spatial magic, capable of directly breaking through the barriers of space and traveling to other worlds. One could imagine what kind of taboo that was.

Likewise, he learned that this world was completely different from his own. This world was vast, with the Four Great Empires and a Super Alliance. Beyond the Four Great Empires lay endless wastelands inhabited by terrifying members of the Demon Race. Garen could now be completely certain that this place could not possibly be connected to his world.

So this fellow really didn't lie to me. Garen looked through the information in his mind. As he quickly browsed it, he found material related to language. He knew this was what he needed to learn next.

"Can you understand what I'm saying now?"

Watching Garen's movements, Josh thought for a moment, then waved his hand and had his guards and Frank leave before speaking.

Garen nodded, but when he tried to speak, he realized he could not seem to get the words out. Josh thought that was normal, so he did not pay it much mind and continued, "Very good. Since you can understand me now, I believe we have a foundation for communication."

"Study the language here properly. You might have to stay here for quite a long time."

Garen gave a bitter smile and nodded. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but unfortunately, he probably did not know how to say it. However, he quickly thought of a solution. He ran to the table, found a sheet of paper and a pen, and wrote: "When do you think you'll be going to another world next?"

Josh calculated the days and said directly, "Probably in another two days. So you should prepare yourself well, because I'm not sure what the next world will be like either."

Garen nodded and continued writing: "Don't worry. I'll protect you well. You're my hope of getting home. By the way, my name is Garen, Garen Crownguard. My homeland is Demacia. If we have a chance to return to my homeland next time, I'll certainly treat you well."

Josh smiled. This fellow was really interesting.

"Thank you. I think we will. But I hope your hospitality won't involve your army receiving me. I can tell you're a warrior, an excellent soldier, and a noble as well. I hope that when the time comes, you won't act as you did when we first met. That would be far too unpleasant."

Garen immediately shook his head and wrote: "Of course not. Demacia's honor would not allow me to take revenge on my benefactor. By the way, are you working so hard to improve yourself only to protect your territory and people? From the memories you gave me, I remember that your territory does not seem to have any enemies. Even the Augustus Empire only has conflicts with the orcs' Golden Empire. They probably can't reach this place, can they?"

"No one can say for sure."

Josh shrugged. His Constantinople was indeed not a frontier region. On the contrary, it was rather close to the center of the empire. However, the unfortunate part was that Constantinople was in a place where travel was quite difficult. There were many mountain ranges around it, including the Monster Mountain Range that Josh had complained about so much.

The reason Josh had not been stopped by any Warcraft when he first came here was because he had taken a longer route built by the empire, which was very safe. Of course, they had still encountered quite a few bandits hiding in the mountains and living on the edge of a blade, but all of them had been dealt with by Josh's guards.

"Have you never considered fighting for the throne?" Garen continued writing. "Although you have two older brothers, your talent seems exceptional. A few days ago, you were only a fourth-level mage, but now you're already level eight. It's simply unbelievable. I think you could give it a try."

Garen also found Josh's rapid advancement unbelievable. In five days, he had surged from a level-four mage to level eight, while Garen himself was still level six. He could not help marveling at just how terrifying Josh's talent was. Oh, right. On the Muya Continent, Josh should apparently be considered a Fourth-Rank Mage.

"We can talk about that later."

Josh shrugged indifferently. To inherit the throne, he would have to wait at least several hundred years, perhaps even longer. Just waiting for his father to surpass the ninth rank would be unimaginably long. Josh really did not care much about that position. Besides, Josh remembered that his father's father—his current grandfather—had apparently never sat on that throne in his entire life.

Why? Because his grandfather had achieved that feat before his father surpassed the ninth rank. So, rather unfairly, he had been told outright that he would have no chance. Until he left the Augustus Empire for the Land of the Gods, he had remained only a prince.

Garen seemed very curious about this new world and kept chatting with Josh. Josh was also happy to talk with him more. Naturally, he accepted all of Garen's praise without hesitation. Indeed, he had not expected to reach the Fourth Rank so quickly, but that only made him safer, did it not?

For now, he did not plan to enter a cultivation state so soon. Although he was happy to improve his strength, there was no need to turn himself into some cultivation maniac. Enjoying life was also a good way to live, was it not? So Josh and Garen chatted idly. Garen asked about many of Josh's stories, while Josh also spoke with Garen about many stories from Demacia.

Josh was quite interested in Valoran. After all, he had played League of Legends for eight years. What interested him most was whether Garen and Kat really had that kind of relationship.

However, Josh was disappointed. Garen was as wooden as a block. His answer was entirely proper: Katarina was a worthy opponent and a terrifying enemy. She was an elegant yet brutal assassin, and she possessed formidable magic as well. But he was not afraid of her, and he hoped to defeat her every time.

Fine, Josh was too exhausted to complain. That was not what he had asked, was it? Of course, Garen also asked Josh why he practiced Void Magic. In his understanding, magic had always represented destruction. It was absolutely not a good thing, and Void Magic was even worse, carrying an almost annihilating feeling.

"How can power be divided into right and wrong, good and evil? Power is simply power. It is controlled by people. If a good person controls terrifying magic, does that mean they are no longer a good person? If an evil person controls magic that can save people, does that mean they are no longer evil?"

Josh answered Garen's question irritably. To Josh, such a question was simply far too childish. Josh had no idea how great an impact his answer had on Garen. Garen thought about it carefully, and it did seem to be true. His sister Lux had been born able to use magic. Did that negate her kind heart?

For the first time, Garen began to reexamine his attitude toward magic. Josh's words struck him deeply.

"Alright, Garen. It's already getting late. I think we should go get something to eat."

Before they knew it, the time had reached the afternoon. Josh felt they had talked long enough, so he stood up and invited Garen to go out and eat with him. It had to be said that Garen's learning ability was very strong. In just one afternoon, he had gone from only being able to write but not speak to being able to haltingly speak the language of the Muya Continent.

"Alright, His Highness Josh. I am indeed a little hungry."

Garen nodded. He had only eaten some food delivered by the maid in the morning and had long since become hungry. Therefore, he had no reason to refuse Josh's invitation. He was a warrior, and his need for food was naturally great. Besides, from a certain perspective, they could be considered companions now—very strange companions from different planes. He did not think there was any need to stand on ceremony when accepting a companion's invitation, even if Josh was a prince.

"You don't need to call me 'Your Highness.' Just call me Josh." Josh stood up first and rubbed his somewhat numb backside. He had been sitting too long, and it was starting to feel uncomfortable. "Are you planning to call me that when we're in other places too?"

"That's noble etiquette, alright, Josh." Garen still wanted to argue, but after thinking about it, he realized that addressing him that way in another world might not be very appropriate, so he agreed. Although it felt somewhat unfamiliar to him, the empire this fellow belonged to was far larger than Demacia.

Augustus was an empire, while Demacia was merely a kingdom.

"If it feels awkward, then just call me Lord like Frank and the others do. Maybe that will make you feel better. Damn noble etiquette. Honestly, I really don't like that stuff."

Josh muttered a complaint, then directly pushed open the door and walked out. To his surprise, he found Frank arriving at his door at that very moment.

"What is it, Frank?"

"My Lord, I came to report that the team I selected has been assembled. Shall we begin the census immediately?"

"Of course! Start as soon as possible, then pick out all those unemployed fellows! I've had enough of that stinking place!"