Old Archmage Living As A Puppet Girl

Chapter Four

More than half a year had passed. In those days, Xavius didn't go back to the empty manor but went around the planet and found a lot of interesting things that sometimes, she would stay for days and weeks just to record the beauty of world in her mind.

The two mountain that would mirror each other yet being opposite. One mountain is a snow deep mountain while the other mountain is an active volcano. The two doesn't seem to have any similarities but at the time when Xavius went through the two mountains, she had the oportunity to watch as the heavy snow fell and the volcano erupted at the same time. The two mountains that was so close to each other and yet at the same time, was like in a parallel space, mirroring each other activities, like a twin that does the same but was the complete opposite.

Xavius took rest near the river that was the dividing line for the two mountain, not too far yet not too near to be included in the snow storm and volcanic eruption. The two activiies went on for a few days and when it ended, life seemed to bloom on both mountains.

In the snow mountain, the magical creature that went into hiding from the snow storm, came out from their burrows and received the abundance of the magic aura and seemed to grow even stronger. Even plants that died had grown under the care of magic particles.

The other mountain, despite the lava pouring, magical creatures that evolved for thousands of years of living in such environment could walk and even swim in the pouring hot lava. Some that swam in even evolved directly with new hard scales and furs.

There was also a blue water lake that seemed specially to nurse the newborn and for the injured. In her observation, Xavius found that the lake is a sacred place for these creature as there are in 100 radius, no creature went to hunt, as if peace was agreed by the creatures that came there. Be it a carnivore or herbivore. They all went there to nurture their newborns. Only a few injured creatures that went to the lake for healing. Perhaps, the few that couldn't make it, died on the way there. Such was the way of nature.

After searching through the land, Xavius went into the sea. Sometimes, she would stay underwater for hours or even days, and then, went to a nearby island for rest. After all, land creatures cannot stay or even live in the sea for too long.

Deep into the sea, the wondrous of the sea would always captivate her for days on end.

But, it couldn't prevent Xavius from being sad that there were no Zoranians alive nor was there any sign of suh civilazation had lived except for that one big mansion.

As was the case, Xavius wouldn't linger in one place for too long and would always go back for a few days to rest in the mansion. Thereby, an empty mansion finally have some traces of someone living in it.

Xavius, who had just had a nap in the training field where she had turned it into herb garden

for making potions and it had almost grown into a small forest that could rival outside, sighed in melancholy as she lies in the rocking chair that she had made herself. She smiled sadly as her throat became sore and her chest tightens. "It seems, I'm really alone now." she whispered with her words slightly broken at the end with tightness in her throat.

Two years ago, First Legion Headquarters.

A group of soldiers was grouping in the training field, although scattered, they all faced the same thing. In the ring, two people were fighting fist to fist Both of whom were of high ranking. One of them was Colonel Adriel Jacob Hudson and the other was Major General Darius Zander Cirillo.

Even though they did not use weapons, their body itself was enough to categorize as dangerous weapon. Each strike of a fist or a swing of a leg would leave deep marks on the training ground yet their body had no marks except for some broken or tear on the clothes. That in itself shows how strong their body are. And both showed no mercy. All attacks focused on vital points. Once hit, it won't just end as a small injury.