Chapter 220 - Be My Lover... uh no Attendant
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Chapter 220: Chapter 219: Be My Lover⊠uh, no, Attendant! Chapter 220: Chapter 219: Be My Lover⊠uh, no, Attendant! Walking back to the entrance, Richard saw Macbeth and Nancy standing there. Before he could even open his mouth, he heard Macbeth raise his hand in a âno talkingâ gesture, âHmm, you donât need to speak, I know what youâre wondering about in your mind.âHmm?
Richard was startled, âWhat am I wondering? Iâm not wondering anything.â
âYou must be thinking about that guy you fought earlier, right? Let me tell you, his situation is called Bloodline Seed,â Macbeth said. âItâs a kind of power different from that of a wizard. I donât know much about it, but I can explain a bit.â
Richard: Since youâve put it that way, what can I say? Please, start your performance⊠Hmm, your explanation.
âCough.â Macbeth coughed, cleared his throat, and walked with Richard and Nancy toward the exit of the Duel Arena, speaking slowly as they walked.
âBloodline Seed, in a certain sense, is like those with wizard talentsâextremely rare. Those who possess it, although unable to become wizards or cast spells, can go through a series of training to continuously break through human limits, becoming incredibly strong, fast, and resilient, sometimes even comparable to demonized creatures.â
âThe one who fought against Richard in the arena earlier, that Tuo Tie, didnât seem that strong, Master Macbeth?â Nancy chimed in.
âIndeed.â Macbeth nodded, not denying, âAs I told you before, Bloodline Seeds also vary, just like wizard talents, some are high and some are low. After all, according to some records, the power of a Bloodline Seed comes from ancestors.
Generally speaking, if an ancestor was more powerful, then their descendants with activated Bloodline Seeds are stronger. Conversely, if the ancestor was mediocre or lacked outstanding predecessors, their descendantsâ activated Bloodline Seeds are at best slightly stronger than ordinary people. The Tuo Tie you mentioned probably falls into this category.
Also, it seems his Bloodline Seed had only activated recently, not only unpracticed but also not fully shaped.
If his Bloodline Seed had the potential of tenfold power, then in the arena, he only managed to unleash about threefold. Itâs not surprising that he was killed.â
âHow strong can the most powerful Bloodline Seed get?â Richard looked at Macbeth and asked.
âWellâŠâ Macbeth hesitated for a moment, âHonestly, I donât understand.â
Richard, Nancy: ââŠâ
âWizards inhabit a separate world. Although there is some interaction with the outside world, there isnât much concern,â Macbeth quickly made excuses for himself. âItâs undeniable, Bloodline Seeds are powerful, but their rarity and difficult inheritance mean they cannot be cultivated like wizards. Thus, even if Bloodline Seeds are strong, they cannot challenge wizards, so wizards naturally wouldnât study them too much.
However, that said, Iâve heard some rumors: reportedly, if someone has enough perseverance, a Bloodline Seed can continuously grow, thus constantly enhancing its power. In that case, the most powerful Bloodline Seed possessor might be able to contend with some wizards. Tsk tsk, the thought of just bodily strength contending with wizards is terrifying. Such individuals would be an ideal choice for Wizardâs Servants.â
After finishing his speech, Macbeth looked at Richard and said, âBy the way, Richard, I am suspecting that your speed and strength are so great, itâs very likely because you have a Bloodline Seed.â
âIs that so?â Richard feigned âsurprise,â though he knew very well that he didnât have a Bloodline Seed; it was all done using Solidification Magic.
However, Macbethâs words did open up a new path for him: although he didnât have a Bloodline Seed, he could pretend to have one, so if he did anything extraordinary in the future, it could be explained away.
Thinking this, Richard vaguely said, âMaybe, Iâve indeed heard that one of my ancestors was a powerful warrior.â
âThen you need to push yourself,â Macbeth said. âYouâre at the very bottom layer of the Wheel, which means your talent is quite poor, indicating your path to wizard talents is very narrow. Of course, if you were a genius like me, even with lesser talent, you could still become a wizard.â
Richard: ââŠâ
âIn any case, having a Bloodline Seed is a good thing, it means you have another path to follow, which might make things easier for you,â Macbeth said. âEventually, even if you truly canât become a strong wizard, you could still serve a powerful wizard. Hmm, best if itâs a powerful witch.â
Macbeth was speaking when Richard felt an intense gaze coming from beside him. Turning his head, he saw it was Nancy. Her gaze was much more intense than during their previous conversation on the great wheel, as if saying, âDonât hesitate any longer, agree to be my servant now, you wonât regret it.â
UhâŠ
Macbeth continued, âActually, being a wizardâs servant isnât bad at all. You see, a wizardâs servant isnât merely a subordinate, because in battle they work closely with the wizard, and many wizard-servant relationships are extremely intimate. Particularly between some male and female wizards and their servants, many maintain relationships as lovers, some are even married.â
Richard looked at Nancy.
Nancyâs eyes flickered, her gaze wavered slightly, then with her expression, she said, âIf you really agree to be my servant, itâs⊠something to think about. Yes, consider itâŠâ
UhâŠ
âOkay,â Macbeth said, âThatâs all that I know about the Bloodline Seed. In any case, Richard, do your best.â
âOkay, Master Wizard,â Richard nodded.
Suddenly, Nancy said, âMaster Macbeth.â
âHmm?â
âI want to ask you a question.â
âWhat is it?â
âDo⊠do you have a wizardâs servant? Why didnât you bring your wizardâs servant along when you went out on missions?â
The three were walking on the streets of Caesar City when Nancy asked this, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed. A heavy and deadly air suddenly descended onto the noisy street, silencing the crowd involuntarily.
The street instantly went quiet.
Richardâs eyebrows shot up, his hand in his sleeve already grasped an object.
Nancy was somewhat stunned, having recovered, she opened her mouth to say something but then heard Macbeth speak.
Macbethâs voice, seemingly devoid of any emotional fluctuation, suppressed and awkwardly low, said, âI⊠donât have a wizardâs servant, not now, not in the future. Donât ask me about this again. Understand?â
âYes,â Nancy said quietly.
âThatâs good.â Macbeth nodded, his voice returning to normal.
In an instant, the oppressive and deadly atmosphere on the street disappeared. People first exchanged confused glances, then the noise gradually picked up again.
Macbeth turned his head toward Richard and Nancy and said, âLetâs go back to the inn. Get some good rest tonight, we still have things to do tomorrow.â
âYes,â Richard and Nancy followed Macbeth forward.