The divine servant Hu Yan Wu cast his gaze down upon the young steward before him.
Small in stature, clean, and seemingly harmless, yet within the depths of his eyes lay a hint of inscrutable malice.
Despite knowing he was of his own kind, Hu Yan Wu could not suppress a sense of caution.
Thus, he disregarded Justin's inquiry and suddenly lunged forward, attempting to grasp him with lightning speed!
Whoosh!
The assault was utterly unexpected, but Justin deftly evaded, swiftly countering with an outstretched arm, sharp, curved claws extending from the tips of his fingers!
Sizzle!
The hood of the cloak was torn, and Hu Yan Wu seized the opportunity to grip Justin's shoulder blade.
The fabric of the latter's attire split violently as a pair of bat-like wings unfurled, ready to take flight!
Yet, Justin felt an overwhelming force, like a mountain pressing down upon him. Just as he lifted off the ground, that mighty hand forced him back down!
A wave of shock surged within Justin!
Since Wang Hui had melded him with the bat, his physical abilities had been greatly enhanced. Even Maris, a towering strongman weighing nearly two hundred kilograms, could barely bend a finger of Justin's—yet now he was outright subdued by this stranger!
"I understand you have many questions, but this is not the place for discourse."
Hu Yan Wu gestured towards the surroundings where passersby meandered in the distance.
Pausing briefly, he added in a low voice, "You and I serve the same master."
Taken aback, Justin realized this individual was also a follower of their teacher.
He quickly regained composure and folded his wings, making a gesture of invitation.
Moments later, the three of them settled in the living room, and both Hu Yan Wu and Mag removed their hoods.
Justin confirmed he had never seen this tall man before and hesitantly asked, "This should be our first encounter; why do I feel a sense of familiarity with you?"
Hu Yan Wu revealed their connection without reservation.
Strictly speaking, neither of them belonged to the simple classification of "human" anymore; they were both fused beasts.
The difference lay in Justin's fusion with the local bat, granting him the ability to fly and certain bat-like traits, while Hu Yan Wu had incorporated a creature from "the beyond," developing an exceptionally resilient armor and experiencing an extraordinary enhancement in strength!
"Is our teacher... divine?"
Justin was taken aback, his mind racing with memories of Wang Hui's incredible feats and his ascension into a radiant beam of light—perhaps all his confusions had found their resolution.
Indeed, he was a deity residing in the realm beyond!
Justin felt immensely fortunate, grateful for his decisiveness and unabashed boldness that had allowed him to successfully ally himself with their teacher.
What sorcerers or knights could accomplish in this world paled in comparison to the divine authority of their master!
While Justin was astounded by Wang Hui's identity, the witch Mag was more intrigued by their "kind," as this was the first time she had encountered such information. Unable to restrain herself, she inquired, "Is it appropriate for me to overhear your most secretive intelligence? Does this indicate I have gained your trust?"
"Not at all."
Hu Yan Wu glanced at Mag's wrist and remarked nonchalantly, "You are a captive stripped of your freedom; should you disclose matters that ought to remain unspoken, the item on your wrist will inflict upon you a punishment you shall never forget!"
Mag's expression stiffened as she looked down at her wrist.
There, she wore a blue-purple armband made of a gelatinous substance—Gulu Mi, the shape-shifting slime!
The creature's mouth materialized on the surface of the armband, retorting, "I am not East or West!"
However, due to the rules imposed by Nalan Xia before their departure, Gulu Mi could not manifest itself carelessly, nor speak freely.
Its task was to monitor and restrain Mag, providing a modicum of combat support when necessary.
For instance, during their initial arrival at Reverse Wind Port, Gulu Mi had covertly enhanced Mag's [Water Wall Spell] to withstand the onslaught of nearly a hundred sorcerers under the command of the Third Prince, who unleashed fire and wind spells!
Finally free from the burdens of daily crystal vine production, this outing was akin to a "paid vacation."
"You speak rather bluntly..."
Mag sighed, a wry smile gracing her lips.
Until she found a solution to rid herself of this encumbrance, she had no choice but to serve the divine realm's will.
Hu Yan Wu dismissed the witch and turned his attention back to the still thrill-seeking Justin, elucidating his purpose.
"According to the instructions left by the deity, I have brought this witch to instruct a girl named Liliya. She has encountered no issues, I trust?"
"Rest assured, I have adorned Miss Liliya's room with numerous magical artifacts; she has been safe throughout."
Confirming their shared allegiance, Justin now regarded Hu Yan Wu as both a mentor and superior, rising to summon Liliya.
For the exceptionally beautiful girl with pointed ears, Hu Yan Wu refrained from delving into complex explanations, stating plainly, "This witch will become your spell instructor; learn to the best of your ability! You are expected to train for approximately a year and a half. When my master returns to assess your progress, should you pass the test, the divine realm will guarantee the protection of the island's elven tribe!"
During her time at home, Liliya had been absorbed in pondering the small tricks inspired by Wang Hui. Having only heard vague snippets of the outside world from Justin, she was unfamiliar with the existence of the "divine realm."
However, it sounded beneficial for her people, so Liliya resolutely nodded in agreement. "I will certainly strive to do my best!"
"Wait."
At this moment, the witch Mag, driven by her pride, interjected with an austere expression, "Not just anyone is qualified to be my student; considerable talent is required."
After all, she was a sorceress of the Storm Kingdom, second only to Belmou!
Though she could not defy the divine realm's orders, Mag desired to maintain a lofty demeanor, ensuring this rural elf, who had appeared from who knows where, would be thoroughly subdued!
She elegantly raised her hand, "Demonstrate the spells you know."
"I... I only know two minor spells at the moment..."
Liliya was taken aback by the authoritative presence of the witch, responding timidly.
Seeing Mag nod, she raised her hand and gestured toward the wall.
Whoosh!
A vase from the mantelpiece was levitated through the air!
"The Wizard's Hand is employed quite adeptly..."
Before Mag could finish her assessment, a loud crash interrupted as the vase fell to the ground, shattering into pieces!
Her expression darkened, and she was about to seize upon the opportunity to display her strictness when she witnessed Liliya's fingers dancing rapidly; the shards on the ground began to rise and coalesce, swiftly reassembling into the vase...
Not a single crack marred its surface!
Embarrassed, Liliya remarked, "My abilities are still too weak; I can only reconstitute such small objects. Anything larger would leave marks..."
*Cough...*
Mag's composure faltered slightly, "No matter, take your time..."
She sensed that the upcoming year and a half would not render her teaching duties easy.