Chapter 103: Saivik Giant Bear Bloodline Sorcerer: Yura

Fulade felt slightly surprised: "Do you know me?"

"Please sit, Prince," the middle‑aged Witch nodded.

Looking at the crystal ball before the Witch, Fulade couldn't help but sigh; even a tiny village truly hides hidden talents.

"Your title, Prince, is known to everyone in the current Transcendent Realm," the Witch smiled.

"Prince, you may call me Christie Witch; I am an astrologer."

Fulade examined the Witch for a moment, then slowly nodded: "I can tell."

"Since you know of my arrival, you must also know why I have come."

Grandma Wailali, Christie Witch, gently rubbed the astrolabe before her, muttering a convoluted incantation.

As a faint light shimmered, an image appeared inside the crystal ball.

"This is Yura, who possesses the Saivik Giant Bear bloodline, a first‑rank Bloodline Sorcerer; rumor has it she is the most loyal subordinate under Queen of Witches Ma'erjin," Christie Witch said.

"So she is Ma'erjin's subordinate," Fulade's face darkened slightly.

Lately, Fulade has been hearing about Queen of Witches Ma'erjin from every direction.

He recalled that Famic had once suggested recruiting her, granting her an honorary chairmanship of the Wizard Parliament.

And as someone with modern memories, Fulade naturally knows that Queen of Witches Ma'erjin is a rare Dragon Vein Sorcerer.

A Dragon Vein Sorcerer, as the name suggests, possesses all traits of a giant dragon lineage.

Wizards are generally spellcasters unsuited to melee, but Bloodline Sorcerers are an exception.

Although they combine all the traits of Wizards and their bloodline abilities, they are not without flaws.

The Astral Realm's laws are constant.

Gain comes with loss.

Nothing is perfect, Fulade included.

Likewise, as a Bloodline Sorcerer, one is affected by the habits of the bloodline creature one possesses.

They cannot achieve the strong rationality that other Wizards possess.

"The continent's once‑in‑a‑century Blood Moon night is approaching; Saivik Giant Bear Sorcerer Youjin should be heading to Panduo Mountain to seek his Queen of Witches Ma'erjin," Christie Witch's slightly hoarse voice said.

Watching the image fade slowly inside the crystal ball, Fulade rose and said to Grandma Wailali: "I will take Wailali and Weiliya away; Christie Witch, what are your plans?"

"If you don't mind, the Wizard Academy is lacking a Vice Dean; might we be fortunate enough to invite Christie Witch to take that post?"

Fulade's gaze fixed on the Witch before him; a first‑rank astrologer, truly rare.

"It is my honor, Prince," Christie Witch rose and bowed respectfully.

Boarding the Floating Ship soaring ten thousand meters above, Wailali and Weiliya stared in amazement, constantly admiring.

They looked like curious babies.

The Floating Ship has three decks, plus a lower hull and engine room, five levels total, twenty meters high.

Standing on the platform deck, watching clouds roll and drift, gazing at the vast landscape flashing beneath her feet, Wailali couldn't help shouting with excitement, her eyes alight.

As the Floating Ship sped onward, two days later, night fell.

Rumbling roars and fierce howls drifted faintly from a church.

Seeing the soldiers before the church, weapons and shields at the ready as if facing a great foe, Fulade's gaze turned to the carriage that had just arrived.

The carriage's design was odd; at a glance it resembled a hefty coffin.

But Fulade, familiar with the plot, knew it was not a coffin but an armory storing weapons used by Demon Hunters in battle.

When the carriage halted beside Fulade, a young man of about twenty leapt out.

He had brown hair, a well‑proportioned build, about 1.8 m tall, and a fine moustache; upon seeing Fulade he greeted casually, "Hey, buddy, I'm an apprentice of Master Gereigori; you can call me Tom." The youth beamed, sounding a bit frivolous and proud.

Obviously, being an apprentice of the legendary Demon Hunter Gereigori made the youth proud, bragging to anyone.

Fulade naturally recognized that the man before him was Tom Ward, the fate‑bound protagonist with prophetic ability from "Seventh Son·Battle Against Demons."

Facing Tom's ignorant demeanor, Fulade merely smiled faintly, then turned to the elderly Demon Hunter descending from the carriage.

His hair was grizzled, his features unkempt, and a black hawk tattoo marked the web of his right palm.

It was the seal of a famed Hunter Demon Squad from decades ago.

Needless to say, everyone knew that the scruffy old man was the legendary Demon Hunter Gereigori.

"Hey, Mr. Ward, why are you standing there, showing off how long your … is?"

A slightly dissatisfied voice replied.

Tom Ward gave an awkward smile, scratched his head, and hurried to help pack away the weapons used for demon hunting.

Demon Hunter Gereigori glanced at Fulade, casually scanning him, saw only an ordinary youth, and turned his attention back to the weapons.

Watching the two head toward the church to hunt demons, Fulade felt something and turned his gaze toward a shadowed corner in the darkness.

There stood a girl with long brown hair, a white silk short shirt on top, a brown half‑skirt below, and a tight little leather cuirass.

Her slender figure was highlighted exquisitely; she was a petite, delicate‑faced girl, no older than twenty.

She stood in the shadows, silently observing the church's situation.

"Heh, tonight is truly lively," Fulade's mouth twitched, a knowing smile appearing.

Seeing the church doors swung open, Fulade walked inside as if nothing else mattered.

Strangely, the soldiers guarding the church ignored him, choosing to look away.

The soldiers weren't truly ignoring him; within their perception, Fulade simply did not exist.

An invisible ripple enveloped Fulade, shielding and distorting the guards' perception and sight.

It was not a spell but a subtle mental‑power technique that can warp perception, create illusion, and mask aura.

It works far better than simple invisibility.

Entering the church, Fulade saw in the main hall a Saivik Giant Bear Sorcerer named Yura, eyes blood‑red and in a violent frenzy, locked inside an iron cage, continuously roaring.

Looking at the scene before him, Fulade couldn't help but feel a hint of doubt.

Let me be clear: as a first-rank Bloodline Sorcerer, Yula could never possibly be imprisoned by a mere iron cage.

Unless he did it on purpose! Indeed, under the command of the demon hunter Gregori, the soldiers slowly retreated and closed the church doors.

Roar~~!!

A roar like thunder, accompanied by a strong gust of air, burst forth from the giant bear's mouth.

The tremendous sound continuously vibrated the eardrums of everyone inside the church.

Gregori and Tom Ward, under this intense sonic wave disturbance, couldn't help but show a look of pain.

Fortunately, as a transparent energy shield rose, Gregori escaped this embarrassing predicament.

But as an apprentice, Tom Ward wasn't so lucky; he could only helplessly raise both hands, painfully pressing them over his ears.

As the sound of the howl ceased, the Saweik Giant Bear Sorcerer Yula slowly rose.

A massive shadow slowly rose, continually sweeping toward the direction where everyone stood.

Under the gaze of everyone, including Fulade hiding in the dark, the Saweik Giant Bear Sorcerer revealed his terrifying side.

(End of chapter)