Climbing until you were out of breath was just an exaggeration.
Even if Locke really wanted to do that, the Elf Knight beside him would never allow it.
Before they set out, His Majesty had specifically instructed him to make absolutely sure of Patriarch Locke's safety.
Although Zhou Xu had already given up on Locke's future, at this stage, as an Extraordinary Mage, Locke's value was still impossible to ignore.
Rather than abandoning Locke, Zhou Xu's arrangements for him were more like putting him into early semi-retirement.
Whenever necessary, Locke could simply lend a hand. There was no need to burden him with work or cultivation requirements in his daily life. After all, he was old.
After estimating the distance, the Elf Knight who had accompanied Locke the whole way could not help sighing inwardly. Locke had spent nearly half a day climbing, yet had covered only about a quarter of the mountain trail.
The Elf Knight had been here before and knew that the first half of the mountain path was relatively easy to traverse. The latter half was much more difficult.
At Patriarch Locke's climbing speed, he would not reach the destination even by tomorrow, and something could easily go wrong along the way.
"How about this, Patriarch Locke? I'll carry you up the mountain."
After climbing for half a day, Locke had not changed his mind, but his body had long since surrendered. Upon hearing the Elf Knight's suggestion, he had no intention of refusing.
He merely cleared his throat twice...
"Then... sorry for the trouble."
Well, he was an old man, and both of them were members of the Elf race by blood. Locke did not feel particularly embarrassed at this point.
The Elf Knight had no particular reaction. He hoisted Locke onto his back and