Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 423 Ancient Threats

?“Seriously, why is the Shire Continent being so troublesome lately?” Professor Rinehart sighed as he looked at the Chesmire Cat, who was sitting on top of his table.

There were two other people inside the room aside from him and it was none other than Professor Barret, and the Grand Archmage of Eastshire, Edmond Bousborne.

“I can sense that a new era is upon us,” Chessy replied after licking its paw. “An era that will not lose to the time when the Demon Lord is still active. Perhaps, what will happen next will make that old man’s actions look tame.”

Edmond had a solemn expression on his face because what the Chesmire Cat had reported was truly serious.

Fortunately, he had decided to come to the academy, or he wouldn’t have personally heard Chessy’s report.

Professor Rinehart, Professor Barret, and him were talking inside the Headmaster’s Office when the mischievous cat appeared.

As if dampening their good mood, it spoke of the latest news that it gathered from Midgard.

“The Fir Bolg and the Fomorians,” Professor Barret sighed. “These are indeed troublesome times.”

Although the Eastshire Continent was quite a distance away from Midgard, all of them couldn’t help but feel pressured.

The reason?

Because the Shire Continent was a good place to create a foothold.

As long as the Fomorians manage to set their foot in one of the four Shire Territories, it would be very hard to repel them.

Eastshire had Wizards and Witches.

Southshire had the Beastkins.

Westshire had the Elves and Fairies.

And last but not the least, Northshire had the Dwarves.

These four territories were strong in their own right, and had protected their Domains against foreign invasions for hundreds of years.

But, the Fomorians, was not something that a single race would be able to defeat.

Also, there were the Fir Bolgs.

This was the group of people who had fled the conflict in Midgard because they sensed that troubled times were approaching.

Of course, not all Fir Bolgs escaped, but those that did settled in Eastshire and lived peacefully with the inhabitants of the land, since they were peaceful in nature.

Similar to Wizards and Witches, they held incredible powers.

The most popular name that people called them was Druids.

As Druids, they weren’t restricted by race.

This meant that there were Elven Druids, Human Druids, Beastkin Druids, and Dwarven Druids.

Of course, there were Druids from other races because the Fir Bolg had managed to spread their seeds far and wide.

Even the ancestors of some Wizarding Families were Fir Bolgs, making them an integral part of the Shire Continent.

With the reappearance of the Fomorians, their allies would also appear.

Also, the Cult who still worshiped them were still very much alive, even now.

Once their Masters made a move, these fanatics would follow, bringing chaos upon the world, and who would their first targets be?

It was none other than the Fir Bolgs, who had escaped to the lands of the Shire Continent.

“Well then, I have done my part,” Chessy said. “I’ll be staying in the academy for three days and will head to Westshire after that. If you want me to pass a message to people, make sure to find me before then.”

Without another word, Chessy disappeared, leaving the three men looking in the place where the chubby black cat was a moment ago.

“I think it will be best if the King informs the other rulers about this development,” Professor Barret said to Edmond. “Although there had been tensions between the different Shire Territories, this upcoming threat should force them to set aside their differences for a bit.”

Edmond shook his head. “The problem with this is that we have no hard evidence. They might think that we Humans are up to no good again, and shouting fire when there’s not even a wisp of smoke to be found.

“I mean, who would believe the words of the Chesmire Cat, who is known to play tricks on people and lie? If we reveal that our sources came from that mischievous cat, wouldn’t the other races look down on us?”

“It’s fine if they don’t believe it,” Professor Rinehart stated. “Just make sure the King personally writes the other leaders a letter to tell them about the matter. So, when the threat actually appears, they will have no excuse because we warned them about it firsthand.”

Edmond reluctantly nodded his head because this was also a good way to prevent their neighbors from blaming them for keeping this information a secret.

“Fine,” Edmond stated. “I will tell the King once I return to the Capital.”

The Grand Archmage knew that this should be taken seriously.

Although the Chesmire Cat was mischievous, many people didn’t know that it had made a pact to Professor Rinehart to never tell a lie to him.

“So, are you going to cut your trip short and return to the Capital tomorrow?” Professor Barret asked.

“No,” Edmond replied. “I’ll stay for two more days. For now, I will send Austen a message, and make him write the letters to the other rulers.”

Professor Rinehart and Professor Barret exchanged a glance with each other before both of them shifted their gaze to their friend.

“Oh? Did you find something or someone interesting, making you extend your stay?” Professor Rinehart asked.

“Yes,” Edmond replied. “The Gremories have produced an exceptional Wizard and Witch.”

“Um, sorry to pop your bubble but Ethan is an adopted child,” Professor Barret said.

“I know,” Edmond commented. “I investigated him three months ago. How can I possibly not investigate someone who is able to cast a Partial Resonance? The King has also been paying attention to the boy ever since the news reached him.”

Professor Barret nodded in understanding. “Then, did you manage to find out his true background?”

“Of course not,” Edmond answered. “Do you really think it's easy to find the parents of a baby that was abandoned on a farm?”

“You disappointed me, Edmond.”

“Shut up, Barret.”

Profesor Rinehart chuckled after listening to the exchange of his two friends. Follow current s on ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

Truth be told, he had also tried to investigate Ethan’s origins, but was unable to do so.

However, he did know that there was a Catkin guarding the young man from his shadow, and he had turned a blind eye on it.

He had shared this information to Professor Barret, which the latter found quite amusing.

Since the Catkin wasn’t doing anything bad in the academy, the Ex-Magistratus also decided to turn a blind eye to it.

While the three people were discussing things of utmost importance, Ethan was inside his room, lying on his bed.

Luna and Lilian decided to give him some time alone because Ethan said that he needed some time to think.

However, he did promise that he would love for the two girls to sleep with him the next day, which made both of them quite happy.

Of course, Ethan didn’t do anything inappropriate in the Dorms of Dud Manor.

At most, he would just kiss and hug his two beautiful lovers to sleep.

Ethan was waiting until midnight when most of the residents of the Manor were asleep. After that, he would descend to the library and check whatever secrets were hiding under the Manor that he was currently residing in.

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(A/N: Happy Chinese New Year everyone. I didn’t really get a lot of rest these past few days, and the exhaustion of my vacation has finally caught up on me.

I have also been coughing a lot as of late, and frankly I just feel burned out. Tomorrow, I will be flying with my author friend to another destination, and I might only release one more chapter during that time.

I will resume regular chapter releases after two days because I feel that I need at least two days to fully recover. Thank you for understanding, and I’ll see you all in the next chapters!)