Transcendent Dawn

ꨡ[6Ba~oAs3: Chapter 0793: Prairie and Ghost (Seeking Subscription) Chapter 793: Chapter 0793: Prairie and Ghost (Seeking Subscription) Imperial calendar, year 225.

Xipi’a Prairie, it’s said to be named in memory of a tiger people’s hero – Xipi’a.

A strong wind was blowing, carrying a chill with it.

A foreigner, cloaked in a black cloak, slowly approached a small tribe’s tent.

“Who’s there?”

A rough voice came from inside the tent.

The curtain was lifted, revealing a tiger person covered in thick brown fur and a ‘king’ symbol on his forehead.

His upper body, robust and powerful, was partially covered by a robe.

The tent was warm, and several tiger cub were playfully frolicking in it.

“Hello, my name is Ritchie.

I am a traveler from far away, seeking a spot to sleep for the night.”

Ritchie produced a small piece of gold: “I’m willing to pay for it.”

“So you’re a foreign guest, come on in…”

The tiger person smiled, exposing his teeth: “As for the payment, we tiger people of the prairie are known for our hospitality, so no need for all that…”.

He invited Ritchie in and yelled at his partner, a female tiger person, to bring a bowl of mutton.

Although there wasn’t much seasoning, the meat was solid.

“Thank you…”

Ritchie frowned slightly but still picked it up and ate.

The tiger person brought some fermented mare’s milk and scolded the little tiger cubs who wanted to pounce: “Excuse the cubs, they’ve never seen a human before, I only saw some when I served among the nobles in the Northern Land…”

“So, you’re a retired veteran?

I am also from the North, hailing from Star Lake,” said Ritchie with a smile.

“So, why have you traveled such a distance to the prairie?”

The tiger person asked out of curiosity, “If you need any assistance…

I, Baber, will definitely help you.”

“Truth be told…I am a magician who, after completing my studies and transcending my rank, have taken on a mission from my academy to spread the essence of magic to the north and build a Mage Tower!”

Ritchie said solemnly after downing some fermented mare’s milk.

“A magician?

You are the legendary Lord Mysterious?”

Baber’s eyes widened: “So…you truly possess…the power of magic?”

Ritchie laughed and conjured a ball of light between his fingertips.

In an instant, the tent fell completely silent.

Even the little tiger cubs huddled together, losing their ability to speak.

“This is…most negligent of my part!”

Baber, seemingly at a loss, seemed poised to bow.

“No need for that…”

Ritchie retracted the magic, gave a small smile, yet his heart was filled with bitterness.

His days as an apprentice, studying magic, were the happiest of his life.

After graduation, driven by either a figure in his heart or something else, he chose to stay on as a faculty member.

Either way, he couldn’t inherit the family estate.

But then came devastation.

Lindsay married Emperor Chastain and became the most revered queen.

All Ritchie could do was weep silently in the dark before deciding to leave the academy after being promoted to a level four magician, and began adventuring.

A lot of magicians, prior to leaving school, received Mage Tower construction technology from Ilya and prepared either to return to their territories or build in remote mountainous areas.

It serves not only as a strong protection but also as a lab and alchemy table, greatly benefiting a magician’s progress.

Truth be told, a high-level magician like Ritchie leaving the academy caused quite a stir at the time.

And his choice was no exception.

He did not choose to stay in the Imperial Capital.

Even though several major noble families offered enticing conditions to recruit him to be their house retainer, and even the royal family had offered him nobility status.

But Ritchie resolutely left that heartbreaking place.

He didn’t go home either and subconsciously wanted to distance himself from everything.

Unconsciously, he took up a mission and came to the prairie in the far north.

Here, he saw an entirely different side of the Empire.

Even if Jupiter was fair and just, he was still a human, and the second Emperor Chastain was a pure-blooded human.

It led to human supremacists in the Empire starting to rise up.

Meanwhile, the beast people could only reside in the barren north, enduring natural disasters year after year.

Such as ‘White Distress’, also known as a snow disaster.

According to Baber, the tiger person, whenever it happens, many small tribes would perish!

Even in large tribes, casualties often exceed half.

Despite this, greedy human nobles were still expanding northward, encroaching on the territories of beast people!

‘Both the Super String Warriors and magicians, these two strength systems, were ostensibly and covertly restricted from spreading among the beast people…especially the magician system, beast people, with their straightforward thinking, find it very difficult to master the power of magic!’

Ritchie thought to himself.

Human nobles are greedy and unscrupulous.

In the prairie of the Far North, he received warm treatment from the simple beast people.

All of this reinforced a certain resolution in him.

‘I want to bring civilization to the prairie.

As far as I am able, I want to offer protection!’

With that in mind, Ritchie asked Baber, “Do you wish…to be free from White Distress?”

“Unless we head south, there’s no escaping the scope of the White Distress…” replied the tiger person with a bitter smile, petting his child’s head.

“As I said earlier, I plan to build a Mage Tower here.

It’s true!”

Ritchie declared solemnly, “With a Mage Tower, one can receive the protection of magic.@@novelbin@@

It might not change the grand scheme of things, but it’s more than enough to protect one or two small tribes…You can enjoy a warm environment in winter.

Furthermore, the power of magic can make grass grow quickly, providing more feed for the cattle.

From next year onwards, there won’t be any worry about people starving to death…”

“Of course, I alone can’t achieve all this, but I can teach students, and they can teach more students, building up the prairie into a prosperous field.”

As Ritchie spoke, his gaze gradually became firm.

This was indeed his hope.

If he could do this, he could truly live up to his life goals.

Magic is not just a weapon, it creates more beauty!

“Forever free from White Distress?”

Hearing this, some tears welled up in Baber’s tiger eyes: “Lord Magician, if you can achieve this, you would not only be our family’s savior, but all the people of the prairie would regard you as the greatest, most respected person…

But be careful, among the snow, there are undead, they are the ones who caused this terrible disaster.”

“Undead?”

Ritchie asked curiously and heard of a legend from the North.

It’s rumored that in the icy and snowy lands further north, there exist ‘undead’ with blue eyes.

They are beasts that control the power of ice and snow.

Every few winters, they would migrate southward, bringing terrible disasters to the prairie.

“Interesting!”

Ritchie dismissed this with a casual chuckle: “Regardless of whether or not the undead truly exist, even if they do, they must submit to the power of magic!”