Chapter 271: The Sage Under the Tree

The name "Mana Felianna" was not unfamiliar to Xia De. It could even be said that it was not unfamiliar to any student of St. Byron. Because she was the founder of St. Byron Comprehensive Academy, one of the three major wonder art academies, and the most powerful witch who lived in the middle of the Fifth Era in legend.

The relic 【St. Byron's Dream】 that Xia De used when entering the school came from this witch. And this witch, if it weren't for living too early, definitely had the qualifications to become one of the thirteen witch emperors at the end of the Fifth Era.

Perhaps it was a person with the same name, but Xia De had seen the portrait of Miss Felianna on the book cover when visiting the librarian, Miss Danister. Although five thousand years had passed, the similarity between that portrait and the witch before him was really very high, and because of this, Xia De felt she was familiar when seeing the witch by the bonfire just now.

Miss Mana Felianna's reputation was very good. It was not the academy's history deliberately exaggerating its founder, and even the church's history had many praises for this witch, which was why Iluna expressed her envy for this lady during their conversation in the rain that morning (Chapter 245).

Perhaps the Infinite Tree Father had really departed, but the time keys He let Xia De contact different eras to face different events must have a reason. At the critical node of the false god descending on Tobesk, Xia De encountered the founder of the Academy in the past time, and he knew what he should do.

Standing up by the bonfire, patting the dirt off his body, and bowing respectfully to Miss Felianna in the curious eyes of the three witches:

"Teacher, save me."

Although they didn't know what he meant, the witches couldn't help but laugh. In the firelight of the bonfire, Miss Felianna looked to be in a very good mood. She nodded with a smile:

"Since you are willing to call me Teacher sincerely, then I will definitely help you. But you must tell me all your circumstances so that I can formulate a plan for you."

Xia De only hesitated for a moment before nodding:

"Can do."

The sound of bells echoed in the open space under the giant tree, and the long whistle of steam whistles tore through the night sky, making the forest outside the bonfire light restless. The brass-colored destiny ring appeared behind Xia De, and the six runes on the rotating ring made the three witches look sideways.

"I have seen the embryonic form of the sorcerer system before; I didn't expect it to really become the mainstream system of the next era... You two, go find some firewood for now."

Miss Felianna thought for a while and said to her students. The young witches were a bit reluctant; they also wanted to stay and listen to fresh things. But they still stood up reluctantly, looking at their teacher with pitiful expressions, hoping she could change her mind.

So Miss Felianna added a sentence:

"Hurry up."

They could only tidy up their robes, complain in a low voice about their teacher's harshness, and then lit torches with the strange flames in the bonfire and walked into the bushes outside the open space together.

The relationship between the three witches looked quite good; perhaps the other two ancient witches whose names Xia De didn't know also had a pivotal position in the establishment of St. Byron.

"No need to stand; I don't have such rules here, sit down and talk."

She said to Xia De, so Xia De sat back by the bonfire again, putting the cat on his lap.

The bonfire crackled, and in the firelight, everyone's face was a bit distorted. The golden-haired witch warmed her hands toward the bonfire, her eyes fixed on Xia De:

"In the name of Mana Felianna, I swear to the gods, I will not tell anyone about tonight's conversation. Then, person from the future, you crossed time to come here, what exactly do you want me to help you with?"

Her voice was very soft, but also very reliable.

Xia De looked at her. Even though it was not a god before him, just a mortal, he felt hope reignited in his heart at this moment:

"I want to know how to drive a god in Saint form out of the material world against their will."

This was the biggest problem at the moment. Although Xia De had divinity, the other party also had it. He couldn't necessarily have an advantage over the Saint in a head-on battle, but he only needed to drive the other party away.

After all, the other party couldn't stay in the material world for long, but Xia De could.

"Who is the opponent? Has the god descended completely?"

The witch asked with concern, her question pointing straight to the core.

"Lord of the Blood Banquet, I don't know if He has descended completely, but I saw blood mist swallowing the city and saw blood-colored light pillars rushing into the night sky."

"That means He hasn't descended yet, but there isn't much time left for you."

This answer made Xia De feel relieved.

"Don't be in a hurry to relax; I can't let you fight a god; only a god can fight a god, so you can try to summon a god."

The witch suggested very seriously.

"It's too late, the Saint has already appeared, and I don't even have a second of time."

Xia De shook his head. Miss Felianna put away the book and asked very cautiously:

"Then do you have any Level 0 relics on you? I don't know your era, what the grading of relics is like, but you should understand Level 0. If you have more than twenty Level 0 relics, under very small probability, as a mortal, probably maybe possibly, paying the price of your life and the lives of hundreds of millions of people, you could also drive away a god."

The witch suggested again; she didn't look like she was joking.

"How could you think I have so many Level 0 relics?"

Xia De asked back.

"Since you can travel through time and were not punished, I think anything is possible for you."

She said very seriously, and Xia De couldn't refute it. He thought for a while:

"I do have a few good relics, but the ratings are not high. Oh, I also have two Wondrous Impermanence cards; do you know this?"

"Oh, you actually have this? And two?"

Miss Felianna looked at him unexpectedly, but still shook her head:

"Wondrous Impermanence cards do have the power of Old Gods, and Old Gods are enough to suppress all other gods, just as gods can suppress all mortals. But no one has ever known how to use the power of Wondrous Impermanence cards; this is a true ancient mystery."

Wondrous Impermanence cards were not mortal objects; Xia De had long known this from the female diviner. But he didn't know that there was really power beyond bringing luck in the cards.

He hesitated for a moment and made up his mind:

"Well, Miss Felianna, besides these, I have other..."

"What?"

"A drop of divinity. By absorbing divinity, I can transform into a god."

Miss Felianna stopped talking. She made a movement that Xia De felt incomparably familiar with; she reached out and grabbed Xia De's wrist, then let go to look at her own palm, and muttered to herself:

"Can a man of the future era do such a thing? Or are you some ancient demigod hero? An angel descending to earth? Or, are you some god who likes to play jokes?"

"No, everything I said is true, and I am really a man."

Xia De shook his head hurriedly and added another sentence:

"A god proved this point."

"You trust me so much? You dare to tell me such things? Even if we are at different positions in the river of time, but..."

"Sorry, my time is short; let's discuss these things next time. Miss Felianna, I trust you very much, and I have no other way."

Xia De said embarrassedly. The witch nodded, her face relaxed a lot, and she no longer looked at Xia De, but at the bonfire in front of her.

The flames swayed, and their shadows swayed as well:

"No matter if you... do I need to use honorifics?"

She joked. After Xia De shook his head hurriedly, she continued:

"No matter what you are, since you can be confident enough to absorb divinity and transform into a god, then things are easy to solve. Use the power of a god to touch the Wondrous Impermanence card, and you will definitely gain something. Besides that, although I am only a mortal, I have witnessed the battles of gods in the material world. Tell me the power you can mobilize in your mortal state, and I will formulate a plan for you. After all, after transforming into a god, the power is still controlled by you, but the form of power depends on what you have come into contact with in your mortal state."

She took out a notebook and a fountain pen from the sundries beside her; these things were very similar to those of the Sixth Era:

"You really found the right person by coming to me; I bet that in the entire Fifth Era, there are not many people who can give you advice about gods."

This slightly boastful sentence, when spoken by the witch Mana Felianna before him, didn't seem abrupt at all.

She paused and looked at Xia De again:

"But person from the future, you need to pay attention to one thing."

"Please speak."

Xia De also looked at her.

"In my opinion, your body is truly a mortal's. No matter what way you use divinity, it is impossible to be without a price. What the price is, neither you nor I can predict, but the price definitely exists."

Xia De understood the witch's meaning and also knew that the other party was worried about him, but he just shook his head:

"It doesn't matter; I have already decided to do this."

"So determined?"

"I couldn't run away anyway, and there are many people I care about around the false god... I just don't want to regret it."

The two looked at each other. In the golden eyes of Mana Felianna, a smile flowed:

"It seems that the men of the future era are much stronger than our era. Let's not discuss the ritual I want to complete this time; come help me next time you come... I hope you can still come back to see me alive."

The night wind blew through the giant tree's canopy. Under the canopy, by the bonfire, the young man sitting cross-legged bowed his head respectfully and asked for advice from the woman wearing robes who was hugging her legs. Their shadows swayed slightly behind them because of the swaying flames. Their whispering voices could not be taken away by the wind, and this scene would not be recorded by anyone.

Perhaps the ancient sages teaching knowledge to their students was nothing more than this. But he thought that no one would dare to talk about the secrets of gods so casually.

"It seems the men of the future era are far stronger than those of our time. We won't discuss the ritual I wish to complete this time; help me when you come again... I hope you can still return alive to see me."

The night wind brushed against the canopy of the giant tree. Beside the campfire beneath the canopy, the young man sat cross-legged, respectfully stretching his head forward to seek guidance from the robed woman who was hugging her legs. Their shadows swayed slightly behind them due to the flickering flames. The whispers of the two could not be carried away by the wind, and this scene would not be recorded by anyone.

Perhaps the scene of ancient sages imparting knowledge to their students was nothing more than this. But surely, no one would be bold enough to discuss the secrets of gods so casually.