Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Hearing the sudden prompt from the system in his mind, Ian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

He was just wondering why Aurora's favorability wasn't increasing even after shielding her like this. He even thought that if this was such a tough task, he would just forget about it.

But now, it suddenly increased by a whopping 20 points just because he asked her to prepare food for a month?

He really didn't know what to say.

"Hey Ian, why do you want her to prepare your food? I can do it too. Why ask her?"

However, although his intention was pure, someone didn't take it the way he thought. Explore more stories with My Virtual Library Empire

So, Ian heard Lyra's aggrieved voice from the side as if he was neglecting her for Aurora.

"Hm? Oh, don't worry. She is just free and can help us a little. What is wrong with that?"

When he saw the pouting look on his girl, Ian smiled, waved his hand, and tightly embraced her. He tried to downplay it a bit—he didn't want to make her feel bad, and he hadn't really thought about it that way before.

"Don't you like my cooking skills? Did you forget I used to prepare delicious lunches when we were little?"

But Lyra was relentless in her pursuit, as she didn't like Ian allowing only Aurora to make dinner for a month, as if her cooking skills were bad.

She wasn't going to let Ian go this time that easily.

"You now want someone to serve you, huh? Did you already forget about me?"

She said in a sad voice as if Ian was a scumbag forgetting her after seeing another girl.

Hearing their banter right in front of them, Varn and the crew members felt awkward as they didn't know whether to look at them or shift their eyes and act like nothing happened.

"Okay, okay. You can prepare it along with Aurora, alright? If you feel like doing it, feel free to do so. Did I stop you anywhere? And I do miss your cooking a little."

Ian rolled his eyes at Lyra's aggrieved feelings with a headache and wondered why she was insisting on such a small thing.

He just thought that since he needed a cook and Aurora was free, she should do some work. He wasn't going to let anyone take advantage of him.

But it seemed he forgot that a girl cooking for a man was something romantic in this world too. At least, Lyra thought so.

So, after his consolation, he immediately saw Lyra nod at him and smile again making him breathe a sigh of relief.

'Heh... it seems I need to make something for her taste too.'

Ian thought with a smile—such things worked both ways, right?

But why did he feel like an old husband taking care of his wife?

Not wanting to discuss this any further, he quickly walked toward the cabins with Lyra and Aurora, with the Mana Token in his hand, as it was time to rest and ready himself for the long voyage.

During the whole time, he didn't pay any attention to Borris, who was already healed and looking at his figure silently.

Varn was afraid that he would be reckless again, so was ready to stop him this time, but he saw that Borris was weirdly calm and had no intention of getting into conflict with Ian again.

'What happened? This is so not like his character. Did he get hit because he almost got killed?'

He thought, feeling quite weird.

As strong as Borris was, his temper was just as strong. It was nigh impossible to stop him if he got enraged unless Captain Torren stepped forward.

But this time, Borris only looked at Ian with his predatory gaze for a while and didn't say a word, nor did he try to look at Aurora like before.

He really seemed to have taken Ian's warning to heart.

'Come to think of it, that wizard also didn't show up even when such a ruckus occurred in this place.'

He then thought while looking at the top deck, where neither the wizard nor the captain could be seen. It was as if they didn't take it seriously at all.

"Boss, I will go down now. You finish your work here and come down quickly. Don't forget we have to pull the anchor out before night falls. If you delay further, I won't help then."

Just as Varn was getting distracted, Borris calmly called out to him and tried to leave after giving a warning.

"Hey... are you alright?"

Varn couldn't help but ask when he saw Borris acting so calm. This was so unlike his character. So, he was worried that Borris might do something reckless after biding his time.

Now that he had calmed down, he didn't want anything to happen on this ship. Whether there was some dreg on board or whatnot, he didn't care.

He had already known this world was unfair, and showing impotent rage was just harming oneself and amusing others.

"Yeah, I'm fine. What can happen to me? Don't you know my ability?"

Borris waved his hand and grinned ferociously as always before making his way toward the bottom deck in large strides, forcing the crew members in his path to hurriedly step aside.

From the way he left, it almost seemed as if he wasn't the one who was fatally injured just now.

If not for the black blood spilled on the ground and the torn clothes with stains, it might not have seemed like it at all.

'Who cares whether you are alright or not? I was just worried that your brain is not working properly and that you might do something reckless.'

Varn rolled his eyes at Borris but finally put down his lifted heart. From the way he looked, it seemed nothing should happen—at least not until they reached Calvora.

As for what happened after that, he didn't care.

"Okay, that was some good show, right? But time has to go on. Since Sir Wizard has already given the order to leave at night, I need to make some preparations, so I won't say anything anymore."

Varn finally looked at the crowd and drew their attention with a loud clap.

Perhaps due to his uncanny ability to suck a large vortex of water in his mouth before, the youngsters were quite behaved this time.

"Just follow the rules I said and don't wander around. Now, everyone, come one by one and take your share of Mana Token."@@novelbin@@

He then waved his hand, taking out a pile of wooden tokens from his mana ring in front of him.

"Since this ship is an advanced artifact, all the rooms in it are inscribed with defensive and other necessary arrays. After we set sail out of this barren place, you can even use the mana-gathering array inside to practice.

But don't do any research or dangerous stunts inside. This is a place to live, not to test out your spells."

Varn warned.

"The room you choose makes no difference. Each Token has a number on the back that corresponds to a specific room. Without the token, you won't be able to open or access it, so be careful not to lose it."

After saying that, he asked them to hurry up and choose one each, as he had to go down to pull up the anchor. Otherwise, they couldn't leave tonight, and he might get scolded.

While Varn was busy outside, Ian walked along the corridor and quickly arrived at the room corresponding to the Mana Token.

However, before he could open the room by applying a little mana inside it, he heard a young voice beside him, followed by something landing softly on his shoulder.

"Hey, did you use that ability just now? How did you do that?"