After the wizards left, Horna said in disbelief, "Just left like this?"
When those wizards were still present before, he didn't dare to speak at all, for fear that they would know that he was still alive. For them, the spirit body of a legendary wizard was not only a temptation to perfect Cultivation Method, but also the rich experience was a rare and precious treasure.
Horna cannot guarantee that his treatment in the hands of those wizards will be better than that in the hands of Claire. At least he can still survive in the hands of Claire. And Claire was convinced of this, so he also brought Horna out.
Claire glanced at Horna over his shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want me to be killed by them?"
Horna panicked instantly and waved his hand. "No, no! I'm just a little surprised that the matter was solved so easily."
"It's quite simple. Just grasp the main contradiction of things and solve it." Claire said and flew back towards the castle.
"They come here just to perfect Cultivation Method. After I give them what they want, there will be no conflicts or conflicts between me and them. They have no reason or need to take action against me. They need to consume their vitality to perform witchcraft now. There is no deep hatred between me and them. There is no need for them to kill me."
Horna nodded, but still felt a little unwilling, "Did you give them the previous book?" Horna was referring to the perfect Cultivation Method written by Martin that Claire showed him before.
In Horna's opinion, it was better than Cultivation Method, which he spent more than a thousand years summarizing. He felt a little unwilling to hand it over like this, feeling that others had taken advantage of him.
Claire had returned to the castle at this time and did not answer his words. Instead, he walked along the corridor to the room where Upton was, knocked on the door and walked in.
When Upton inside saw Claire coming in, he immediately stopped the pen in his hand, stood up from his seat, and said respectfully, "Master Antonio!"
Claire nodded and glanced at the books on the table. There was already a pile of books, but it was not as many as he had in mind, so Claire flicked his fingers and flicked the Horna on his shoulder onto Upton's desk.
"You can help him write it together, so it can be faster." After saying that, Claire turned around and walked out.
Horna was so frightened that he quickly flapped his wings and flew towards Claire, crying, "Sir! Where are you going! I can't leave you twenty meters away!"
Claire flicked his fingers and bounced the owl Horna back onto the desk. He said without looking back, "There is no taboo over a distance of twenty meters. I'm just lying to you."
"Ah this..." Horna was stunned at first, and then became ecstatic inside. Without this restriction, the possibility of escaping would have greatly increased! This is the dawn of hope!
But Claire's next words made Horna fall into the ice cellar again, "The limit is actually two hundred meters."
Horna suddenly froze again, looking at Claire's back with a complicated expression. It was not that he had not suspected that the spell Claire said was completely bluffing him, but he did not dare to bet. First, he was afraid of death, and second, he felt that Claire could really do such a thing.
So when Claire expanded the restriction to 200 meters, Horna still silently kept this distance restriction in mind.
Ignoring the complicated thoughts in Horna's mind, Claire now has to rush back to continue carving the strange runes on the stone. The runes are a bit strange. It does not cost anything to gather the surrounding energy together, and it vaguely involves the power of rules.
After Claire left, Horna became more relaxed. He flapped his wings and flew around in this not-so-small room, feeling as if the shadow over his head had dissipated.
After getting tired of flying, Horna landed on the head of Upton. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. What could be wrong with a legendary wizard landing on the head of a third-level wizard?
He said in an old-fashioned way, "Boy, do you know who I am!"
Upton stopped the pen in his hand, put the Horna on top of his head on the table, and replied, "I don't know."
"I'm telling you, you should listen carefully!" When Horna said this, his chest was so high that it could no longer stand up, and he said proudly, "I am Horna! The legendary Archmage!"
Upton didn't have the surprised reaction he imagined. Instead, he took a pen and handed it to Horna with a calm face. He frowned as if he was wondering whether to let the other person hold it in his mouth to write.
"I really don't know who you are." Upton yawned and responded lazily, "But I know that the person who was crying and howling in Master Antonio's room two days ago was you, right?"
Horna: "..."
"You really don't know how to chat! I originally wanted to teach you some experience, but just a few words from me can make you a fifth-level wizard!"
"Stop talking such big words, hurry up and finish the task assigned by Master Antonio." Upton didn't pay attention to Horna's words, and directly stuffed the pen into Horna's arm, "Can I write here?"
Horna shook his wings and shook the pen off his arm. He looked at Upton with a look of disdain. Then he performed a witchcraft trick and stretched out a human hand made of energy from his head to pick up the pen.
Then he jumped forward, got closer to Upton and looked at the content of the book he was copying. After a few glances, he was attracted by the content inside. After a while, he pushed Upton aside, and he flapped his wings and quickly flipped through the book.
The further he read, the more shocked he became. Finally, he pointed at the book with trembling wings and asked, "What is this?"
Upton turned his body to avoid contact with Horna's body. After doing so, he replied, "It's what Mr. Antonio asked us to copy."
"I mean the content here..."
"I heard from Master Antonio what a perfect Cultivation Method is. He said that I can practice if I have nothing to do." Upton answered truthfully.
"What else did he say?" Horna asked hurriedly, and he vaguely smelled a hint of conspiracy.
"Uh... after I write a hundred books, I will take them out and spread them around." Upton said, glancing at the pile of books on the desk, and said, "I have written more than thirty books now. After you join, the two of us will work harder and copy them all in a day or two."
Upton Horna didn't listen at all to the next sentence. When he heard the first sentence, his mind was like being struck by lightning, and he was instantly stunned.
Upton reached out and pushed Horna's owl's body, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
Horna suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "I understand!"
"I'm just telling you! With his temperament, how could he simply give the perfect Cultivation Method to those people? So that's it!"
Upton was aroused by Horna Riddler's behavior and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"
Horna glanced at Upton contemptuously, and said proudly, "Is this the attitude of asking for help? Where was your toughness just now?"
Upton was able to contract and stretch, so he said, "Okay, okay! Horna Archmage, please tell me the truth about what you discovered!"