Level-7 Mandrake Vine (3336)

A week later, in Ashgra City.

Lord of Ashgra led the city's residents and his people to gather in front of the villa where Locke and Gabi were temporarily staying. They wanted to thank them.

Lord of Ashgra saluted Gabi when she came outside. "Esteemed wizards, we have come on behalf of the entire city to thank you."

"No new cases have appeared this past week, and the civilians who fell ill before are gradually recovering."

"Everyone feels as if they have awakened from a nightmare, only to discover that it was merely a dream. Ashgra City has come back to life."

Gabi nodded slightly. "All right—but Senior Locke doesn't want to be disturbed right now. Please go back."

"Senior Locke said he appreciates your goodwill."

Lord of Ashgra opened his mouth, but no words came out. He glanced at the villa, and only after seeing that Locke had not come out did he reluctantly give up. He turned and advised those with mild symptoms who had initially recovered not to disturb the wizard from Lilith's Cottage.

A little girl holding a bouquet of flowers suddenly shouted toward the villa where Locke was staying, "Thank you, Wizard! May the God of Light bless you forever!"

She ran over to Lord of Ashgra, who stopped her. Only then did she halt and place the bouquet of flowers on the ground.

Locke saw this from the villa window. He waved at the little girl through the window in greeting.

The little girl giggled.

It was not that Locke was so busy he could not spare time to meet these civilians. It was simply unnecessary—and there was another very serious problem.

He had just become a First-Class Wizard Apprentice, and Magic Pressure was constantly radiating from his body. If he came into contact