Before Brando could stop it, Wind Queen Saint Osor had already left the ring in his hand, as if a phantom turned into a real entity beside him. The elegant Elf Sister landed gracefully and immediately fixed her gaze on the young black-haired, blood-eyed man who walked out from the Light Door, pronouncing his name with certainty:
"Tu Men!"
Tu Men stopped abruptly, "Saint Osor?" The young man in a silver robe had a slight gleam of light in his blood-red eyes: "Heroic Spirit? Moon’s Inheritance? You’ve chosen this youngster too, seems we have a similar taste."
Saint Osor’s long eyebrows furrowed slightly, staring suspiciously at the figure before her: "Tu Men, you didn’t die?"
Tu Men smiled faintly, spreading his hands: "My student, a millennium has passed, and after a thousand years we’re meeting again, is this the first dull question you’re concerned about?"
Brando stood aside watching the scene—historically, Tu Men, as a follower of the Dark Dragon, had complex relationships with the Four Sages. Yet according to records, Saint Osor was indeed counted as one of his students.
Before the Saint War, Tu Men taught the secrets of magic to all wise beings and left behind precious knowledge such as the Holy Rune. In earnest, both Ghert, Saint Osor, and Fanzan had teacher-student ties with him.
However, Saint Osor might not acknowledge this teacher, coldly watching him: "In my view, this is far from dull, Tu Men. What we achieved with great effort a thousand years ago should not be restarted."
Tu Men indifferent laughed: "My student, in a millennium, Ghert built the Cruz people’s empire on the Great Plain. How is his Flame Temple today? For Eruein people, how do today’s Cruz people differ from the Miner people back then?"
"You established Wind Queen Temple, but your followers soon betrayed you. The once-glorious Fog Elves, where are they now?"
"Among you, the one I admire most is Fanzan. But how many adhere to his teachings today? The Radiance of White City has long faded, and your descendants now fight for superficial interests, no different from the darkness of that era that engulfed the Earth today."
The Elf Sister’s face slightly darkened: "Everyone has a dark side within them. I and Ghert built these nations not for eternal existence. We’ve foreseen what you foresee."
"Yet you discovered, without a centralized power, some troubles couldn’t be solved. Splitting it into four parts then may not have been wise either."
Facing the Wind Queen’s refutation, Tu Men showed no anger, responded lightly.
"Without trying, there’s no outcome, Tu Men."
Tu Men raised his brows, queried: "Then what’s the answer you’ve obtained? Your soul still lingers on a mere ring, wandering bitterly, why? History has marched forward, why are you still standing in place?"
Saint Osor frowned, pondering in silence.
"Is he the one you’ve chosen, Saint Osor?" Yet Tu Men did not press further, turning to Brando instead with his inquiry.
"Isn’t he also your choice?" The Wind Queen replied irritably. Her annoyed demeanor intrigued Brando, who had only seen her confident and strong, never this childish side.
"Not just," but Saint Osor quickly regaining composure, sneered coldly: "Your old superior, Dark Dragon Odin—and Trisman, too, have their eyes on him. This youngster isn’t ordinary; Ghert’s Flame Scepter seems intent on choosing him as its master."
"Before the coming era, heroes rise as destined, nothing strange about that. To witness one era is to glimpse the future." Tu Men replied.
"You perceive him highly," Elf Sister’s face showed a hint of mockery: "I don’t think as deeply as you, merely seeking an inheritor."
Tu Men glanced at her, smiling silently. He didn’t, however, plan to expose further but look at Brando’s newly formed, barely substantial Law World behind him—
Beside Brando, his Destiny Cards floated in the air, encircling him. Since confirming the profession of ’Knight’, the world behind him has stabilized again, and the previously scattered Destiny Cards showed no sign of losing control.
"Brando, your progression surpassed my expectations; I thought it would take you longer to grasp the true meaning of strength." Tu Men observed for a while and couldn’t help but praise.
Hearing Tu Men, Brando’s face flushed despite his thick skin. If it weren’t for the Deer Demon revealing the true essence of Travel Mage’s power to him, he’d probably still be indulging in those powers not belonging to him.
The Wind Queen Saint Osor seemed aware of these subtleties, quietly scoffed.
"You’ve praised too much, Lord Tu Men, I just understood these truths recently," Brando sighed. Actually, he’d truly realized the unreliability of powers not belonging to him during the battle at Ambeser. Recalling the encounter with Williams that nearly flipped the outcome in Extreme Realm remains vivid.
"Seems you’ve faced quite a bit," Tu Men smiled gently: "But these aren’t inherently bad; the value of experience, good or bad, remains precious to anyone. Besides, it appears you haven’t suffered much in these events."
That was mostly luck, Brando thought with a twinge of emotion.
But now, his primary concern wasn’t these issues—it was about the Travel Mage’s class transition. As it directly affected his ability to Enlighten Elements, he pondered briefly and asked: "Lord Tu Men, did you come to reorganize my cards?"
"More or less," Tu Men nodded: "You should understand now, the blueprint I set for you, based on your world’s understanding, wasn’t your own Law. To become a true Travel Mage, you must transform what I’ve given into genuine personal knowledge."
"Like these cards?" Brando observed the ’White City Vanguard’ within his deck.
"Exactly so." Tu Men acknowledged.
"So what should I do next?" Brando inquired further.
"Don’t you have ideas already? Follow through on your thoughts. I came here to impart some essential laws a genuine Travel Mage must abide by upon officially becoming one." Tu Men explained: "As an apprentice, relying on borrowed power, the constraints of law are far looser, yet reaching the ultimate boundary is impossible. Upon becoming a true Travel Mage, you will soon comprehend the essence of this inheritance—"
"The essence of Travel Mage?"
Brando lifted his head. As Tu Men mentioned, ever since the battle at Ambeser, Brando had envisioned countless times the structure of his personal deck. By now, he had formulated a rough framework.
Though not fully detailed, forming this deck wouldn’t be a problem.
Thus, Brando nodded, proclaimed: "What belongs to the Knight, shall return to the Knight." As his voice fell, silver light shimmered mid-air, cards descended.
As the White Sun Blade descended, it immediately transformed into the silver "Holy Song." In "Amber Sword," Holy Song is a basic skill of the Sir Fran Knight, a special buff skill—allowing Sir Fran Knight to sing the Holy Song on the battlefield to destroy undead and monsters, while also generating shields on allies to resist black magic damage.
In Brand’s eyes, this new card looked like this:
Holy Song
Eternal Song III
Light 2
[Spell]
Pay X mana (knight, lower than level), Sir Fran Knight chants the Holy Song, dealing X damage to non-white creatures (monsters, undead).
Simultaneously, place X counters on each allied creature, every point of damage resisted from black spells removes one counter.
"O Radiant Holy Temple, look at the pure flame descending from the heavens, like wings covering the army—"
Then comes Side-by-Side Dash, transformed into Sir Fran Knight’s "Group Charge":
Group Charge
Eternal Song IV
Earth 2
[Spell]
Pay 1 glory, Sir Fran Knight grants his followers the "Group" abnormal ability.
Maintain, Group Charge will last until the reset moment on the second day.
"I witnessed with my own eyes, the Sabuli people screamed while charging, tens of thousands of troops crumbling before them—Baron Vasaran Cardin"
(Group abnormal ability, when creatures with the same ability are within range, gain 1% damage bonus, with each additional creature possessing this ability, damage increases further)
Next are Golden Radiance Battle Banner, Silver Foal, and Holy Sword. They respectively transform into "Inspire," "Cavalry Preparation," and "Heavenly Armament."
Inspire
Eternal Song V
Light 5
[Spell]
Pay half mana (knight), Sir Fran Knight inspires all allies, granting them an increase (current level +5).
Maintain, Inspire will last until the reset moment on the second day.
"My glory is your glory—"
Cavalry Preparation
Eternal Song VI
Earth 1
[Spell]
Pay X wealth, Sir Fran Knight transforms X followers into cavalry, if already cavalry, they gain the flying abnormal ability.
Maintain, Cavalry Preparation will last until the reset moment on the second day.
"Banners like the sea, spears prevail over forests, cavalry prepared and ready—"
Heavenly Armament
Eternal Song VII
Light 4
[Spell]
Pay X mana, Sir Fran Knight summons X number of Holy Swords to descend from the heavens to attack the enemy, dealing 5 damage.
"When Judgement Light plows through the battlefield, the undead army turns to dust—" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)