I Want to Have an Epiphany Too

Garen ran quickly to the back mountain and soon saw George and Reynolds. Bebe was also standing on the snowy ground not far away, along with Linley, who stood motionless in the snow.

At this moment, the two of them wore expressions of worry, while Linley stood frozen in front of a massive boulder.

Garen did not make a sound. After walking over and greeting George and the others, he asked in a low voice.

"What's the situation?"

George gave a rough explanation of Linley's heartbreak, then looked at Linley with an anxious expression once more.

It had to be said that the bond between these brothers was truly beyond reproach.

"It's fine. He must have entered a state similar to an epiphany, which is something every mage dreams of. This is a good thing, so you don't need to worry."

And so, the three of them stood there, watching Linley.

Half a day later, Linley moved.

The flat chisel in his hand flew, leaving only afterimages. Large chunks of the boulder fell away, and slowly, a human form began to emerge.

Days passed. Yale came over at one point and ordered his subordinates to set up a tent on the spot. The group prepared to take turns looking after Linley, and Garen stayed in the tent with them, chatting and practicing his cultivation at night.

The others knew that Garen's magic level was high and that the academy had nothing left to teach him, so they attended their classes as usual, only coming over to check on him occasionally.

Ten days and ten nights passed.

Just as Linley was finishing the sculptures, Yale and the others arrived, bringing some food and wine.

Five sculptures, appearing as lifelike as real people, stood before them. Each possessed a different artistic mood: one appeared delicate, one cute, one shy, one infatuated, and one heartless.

It had to be said that judging by Linley's sculptures, Eris was indeed quite beautiful; it was no wonder Linley had fallen so deeply.

"Boss Yale, the third brother has finished carving, so why is he still standing there without moving?"

Reynolds asked with some concern.

"I don't know either, but this work of the third brother's could definitely rival the masterpieces at Brooks Hall," Yale exclaimed.

After Linley finished carving and stood there for a while, he saw Yale, Garen, and the others, and walked straight over.

"Boss Yale, George, Reynolds, and Garen, when did you get back from the Magical Beast Mountain Range?"

"I was already back when you were standing in front of this boulder. I watched you carve for ten days—you're a beast," Garen said with a smile.

"Linley, you've been standing there carving for eleven days without eating or drinking. We were worried to death," Reynolds said.

"Now that you mention it, I really am hungry," Linley said with a laugh.

"Hungry? It's good that you know you're hungry."

After George said this, the group burst into laughter.

"Let's go. I've already ordered people to prepare food and wine. Let's have a good meal," Yale said.

The group began to eat and drink right there on the vast, snowy mountain, their laughter ringing out continuously.

Bebe sensed that Linley had returned to his lively self and began to eat and drink excitedly as well.

After eating, Linley asked Yale to help keep the Dream Awakening Sculpture safe, as he prepared to head to the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

"Linley, I just got back, and now you're leaving. I won't accompany you this time. You need to be careful on your own. I'm planning to apply for graduation and head home for a while," Garen said.

"What? Garen, you're applying for graduation so soon?"

The others hadn't reacted yet; they hadn't expected to part ways so quickly.

Although Garen didn't live in the same dormitory as them, they often ate, drank, and hung out together, so their bond was quite strong.

This sudden parting brought a sense of sadness.

"Oh, it's just applying for graduation. The road ahead is long. As long as you guys don't forget me, we'll have plenty of chances to meet again in the future."

"Yale, George, Reynolds, there is one thing I will tell you now. Actually, I am from the Tiger-Striped Warrior clan, one of the four ultimate warrior clans. I can also undergo the Tiger-Striped Warrior transformation. Reaching the Saint Realm is easy for me. Although you are comfortable here at the Ernst Institute, I still hope you practice diligently. I want us brothers to all achieve immortality in the future. Don't let it be that only Linley and I become Saint Realm experts while you all grow old and die."

Garen said.

"You two monsters, your leveling speed is too fast. The Saint Realm... it's so far out of reach."

Yale, George, and Reynolds all wore bitter expressions, but after hearing Garen say this, they felt a sense of longing. Who wouldn't want to reach the Saint Realm?

The group silently decided to practice their magic diligently from then on.

Linley walked over, patted everyone on the shoulder, and said.

"Brothers, I'm off. Take care of yourselves."

After speaking, Linley took Bebe, shouldered his backpack, and walked away through the thick snow.

The group watched Linley's back as he walked further and further away, until he disappeared into the snow-white world.

The next day, Garen applied for graduation. Under the witness of several teachers and the vice-dean, he successfully cast the sixth-level fire magic, Flame Slash.

He graduated successfully.

After saying goodbye to Yale, George, and Reynolds, he left the academy.

Embarking on the journey home, Garen decided to take a straight line, crossing the Magical Beast Mountain Range to reach the Yulan Empire, and then the Rhine Empire; this way, the journey would be much shorter.

It would be perfect to head into the Magical Beast Mountain Range; if he encountered suitable high-level magical beasts, it would be a source of experience, and he could also see if he could gain insights into the profound laws.

After Garen reached the eighth level, the system's Map Function could already display a range of two kilometers.

The bandits and outlaws on the outskirts of the Magical Beast Mountain Range suffered; Garen wouldn't kill low-level magical beasts, but he had developed a habit of killing every bandit he encountered.

Two months later, high above the center of the Magical Beast Mountain Range, a golden-yellow creature seven or eight meters long with a wingspan of over ten meters—a Golden Sun Eagle—carried a humanoid tiger monster on its back.

The humanoid tiger monster was none other than Garen. At this moment, one of his tiger claws was dug deep into the flesh of the Golden Sun Eagle, hooking on tightly, while the other tiger claw was slamming repeatedly into the eagle's head.

The Golden Sun Eagle was covered in blood, looking exceptionally wretched.

Yet, it continued to fly through the sky, occasionally making sharp turns or diving toward the rocks of cliffs, hoping to shake Garen off its back.

Unfortunately, it did not get its wish.

After striking it two more times.

"Do you submit?"

"Skree!"

The Golden Sun Eagle let out a mournful cry; although Garen couldn't understand it, it was clearly a refusal.

"Fine, you're asking for death yourself, don't blame me. I don't have that much patience, so I'll just turn you into experience."

Garen took out the God-Slaying Blade, and the baleful aura on the blade made the Golden Sun Eagle tremble.

The God-Slaying Blade had killed so many magical beasts that it was already saturated with a heavy, malevolent aura.

In an instant, the Golden Sun Eagle felt the breath of death.

"Skree!"

The Golden Sun Eagle lowered its head.

"Hmph, you're sensible enough. Fly over to that tree."

Garen ordered the Golden Sun Eagle to fly to the side of a massive ancient tree.

A mysterious magic array appeared; it was the Soul Contract Magic Array.

The Soul Contract Magic Array was not a spell, but it could only be cast by those who had reached the level of a seventh-level magus. The method for casting this array was available in the academy library.

The Golden Sun Eagle stood obediently within the contract magic array, and Garen dripped a drop of his blood onto the eagle's head.

Instantly, a magical connection formed between the Golden Sun Eagle and Garen.

Ding, Golden Sun Eagle tamed, Pet System activated.

Garen ignored the system's voice.

"What is your name?"

Garen asked.

Generally, high-level magical beasts possessed high intelligence, and they had their own names.

"Master, my name is Palston."

"Hmm, good. From now on, I'll call you Little Pal. Haha, go ahead and treat your wounds first."

After speaking, Garen sat down nearby and began to guard Little Pal.

(End of chapter)

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