The Wizard World (Final Part) Completed

Chapter 609: The Past (2)

Translator: _Leo_ Editor: Kurisu

"I apologize if I'm wrong, but I don't think you're Miss Isabel's student," Golan suddenly said.

Angele stopped walking. He remained silent; he wanted to know what else Golan had to say.

"Although I don't know the relationship between you and Miss Isabel..." Golan did not finish the sentence. She sighed slightly, turned around, and left.

Angele checked the woman's body when he first saw her. The woman was weak, but she still lived for over 700 years. It seemed like there was a special bloodline in this old woman's body-it was identical to the bloodline of merfolk. Merfolk's bloodline was famous for their long life expectancy. Also, people with strong bloodlines usually lived much longer than normal wizards.

He stepped into the patio and smelled the light fragrance. It was probably from the flowers, but it just smelled like Isabel for some reason. Isabel already smelled like this when she was traveling with Angele.

He walked into the small gray house. There was a chair, a table, several bookshelves, and a king-sized bed in the house. There was also a painting that was created by a spell on the wall.

In the painting, a man and a woman were standing on the deck of a ship that was on the surface of the sea. The man was wearing a long black robe and the woman was the young Isabel. She was wearing a white robe and there was a smile on her face. It seemed like their hair was flying in the wind.

Angele realized that the man was him. This painting was created by a spell using a special method by someone. The painting was decorated with golden edges and was hanging on the wall quietly.

He noticed that there were some words at the bottom right corner. He rubbed them using his fingers carefully.

'Raymond. March 4th, 1726.'

Angele smiled.

"That was two hundred years after I left the city... Raymond was the one who created this painting..."

Angele still remembered how Raymond took Isabel away from Isabel's grandmother.

He walked around in the house and started checking everything carefully. The death of a physical form might not be the end of a wizard. It was possible that Isabel's soul was still around.

Sadly, Angele checked the whole area but failed to find Isabel's soul. He realized that Isabel was completely gone.

He was depressed as he returned to the painting. He looked at the painting for a while and exited the patio.

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*BAM*

The woman in black was blown away by the impact. Her body drew a line in the air and landed on the ground. She coughed and spat out some blood. The woman struggled; she wanted to stand up, but her legs were broken. The only thing she could do was watch the enemy walk to her.

"You're here for the item too? It's too late. I've already delivered it to the family and the item will be traded for medicine. You don't have a chance... Ugh!"

*PA*

A man stepped on her chest.

He was tall a man with a translucent body. There was a gray corona floating behind the man. The needle on the corona was pointing to the right.

"You've seen my target... Am I too late?" The man's brow furrowed.

"Tell me, what does he look like?" He lowered his head and looked at the woman.