bookbashuk Chapter 175 [Mr. Lamp] What does it have to do with me, Ethan?
Chapter 175 [Mr. Lamp] What does it have to do with me, Ethan?
Chapter 176 [Mr. Lamp] What does it have to do with me, Ethan?
The words fell.
"boom!"
A pillar of crimson fire rose from the sky!
In an instant, the intense heat burned away the air, and the fairies felt their skin tighten and their mouths dry.
There wasn't even a short scream.
The leader, who was grinning smugly just a second ago.
At that moment, it turned to ashes.
When the flames died down.
There was nothing on the ground.
It was as if even the traces of its existence had been completely erased.
The camp was deathly silent.
The fairies stared at Ethan in disbelief, as if this human boy had suddenly grown fangs and tentacles!
In the flickering firelight.
Ethan tilted his head, genuinely puzzled, and asked:
"It died already? Was it that weak?"
"You're so weak, yet you dare to be so arrogant?"
Who gave you the courage?
Fairies:
That's ridiculous!
They're an elite squad!
Could it be that this suddenly appearing "human skin monster" is after the "treasure" they are escorting?
Go die!
A loud roar erupted!
Ethan looked up at the fairy who had instantly teleported in front of him, wielding an axe.
He waved his wand and quickly chanted:
He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
"Bang!!"
A beam of red light shot out.
The fairy who attempted to launch a sneak attack was hit and its entire body flew backward!
It was as if it had been struck head-on by a rhinoceros; it streaked across the air like a meteor and crashed into a tree with a thud!
He slid down limply, his head lolled to the side, and he passed out.
Fairies: ? !!
This...this is...he's just passed out?!
Is it the physics version?!
At this time.
Only then did they belatedly realize:
It seems like something terrible is about to happen.
A demon gripped its axe tightly, swallowed hard, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You—who exactly are you?"
Ethan: "My name is Ethan."
Ethan stopped.
Suddenly, I recalled my promise not to change history.
Ethan looked at the fairy leader who had been burned to ashes and his subordinates who had crashed into the tree.
He fell into deep thought.
Oops, I made a move without thinking.
Hey~
They're so weak, they must just be insignificant pawns who would die easily, right?
Hmm, there shouldn't be any problems.
I just need to be more careful in the future.
Ethan nodded in agreement.
He looked at the fairy who asked him who he was, and thought for a moment.
A flash of inspiration struck him, and he spoke:
"I am Mr. Lamp."
"The lamp of enlightenment, the lamp of injustice."
As he spoke, Ethan raised the corners of his mouth in a smug smile.
Since it's not good to reveal one's real name, why not just say "Mr. Lamp"?
I'm such a little genius, I heard that.
The fairies were all beautiful.
What "Mr. Lamp"?
I've never heard of that!
One of the demons gritted his teeth, raised his axe, and roared, "Who cares who he is! We have dozens of brothers; are we not even as good as a child?!"
"Charge—!!"
Instantly, streaks of red light slashed towards Ethan, surrounding him from all sides!
Ethan didn't move.
In his hand, a light blue card appeared.
Seeing this, the fairies became even more certain!
Even if this strange thing is incredibly powerful, it can't possibly take on a hundred enemies single-handedly. "Hmm?"
When the fairies realized what was happening, they were shocked to discover...
I don't know when, but my movements stopped.
Holding axes, they were frozen in place in various poses.
call.·..·.
With each breath, a puff of white vapor escaped from his mouth.
It's so cold—
The surroundings, imperceptibly, turned pale.
It felt like winter had arrived in an instant.
Right in the center.
The campfire died down, and the white veil swayed in the breeze.
Ethan, wearing a goddess-like skirt on his head and holding a pale blue painting in his hand, was constantly emanating a chilling aura that seemed to change the very color of the world.
Standing in the desolate camp, it resembled a winter ghost.
Or perhaps a white version of the Dementor.
Damn, this is a rare find.
The fairies were filled with utter shame.
They stared wide-eyed and struggled desperately, but they couldn't move an inch.
Even his magic was trapped inside his body, making it impossible for him to cast spells.
What kind of magic is this? I didn't even hear the brat chant a spell!
Who exactly is "Mr. Lamp"?
Ethan, holding "Cold Aura," looked around at the frozen fairies and nodded in satisfaction.
Look, aren't they all still alive and well?
It perfectly preserves history.
What?
It was all Mr. Lamp's doing, what does it have to do with me, a junior wizard in my late teens!
At that moment, a dark blue subtitle appeared before Ethan's eyes:
【congratulations!】
[You have made your first, faint glimmer of light in history.]
Ethan's eyes lit up!
The teachings of the lamp have actually been passed down through history!
Awesome!
Ethan: "What a great and selfless act to bring radiant blessings to those of the past!"
"They must be very happy too."
Such hard work! I'm truly a white wizard spreading justice.
Ethan was deeply moved.
[Increased light brightness]
[To show you the way]
A pale golden light flowed from Ethan's body.
Like a line, it pointed deep into the camp.
Oh wow? Gold coins exploded!
Ethan followed the spot of light and stepped forward.
Upon seeing his action, the fairies' pupils constricted!
That direction is the direction of their treasure!!
Could it be that this human has already seen through their disguise and defenses?
No, impossible.
This is a secret.
Apart from Lord Lanlock, the fairy leader, no one knew of the treasure's existence!
Moreover, the cargo was covered with layers of barriers, making it virtually impossible for it to be discovered. Ethan: "Ah, found it."
Fairies:
Is it really that fast?!
Their eyes were bloodshot, and they stared intently at the object in Ethan's hand—a scroll-shaped metal box.
It is also engraved with silver spiral patterns.
It was through their arduous efforts that they finally found the ancient magical relics!
"You—you really came here for this!"
A fairy gritted her teeth and tried her best to make a sound.
A sense of fear crept into my heart.
What exactly is this "Mr. Lamp" and why is he so omniscient?
"You—you think that after doing all this, our leader, Lord Lanlock, will let you off—"
"Lord Lanlock has already found the key clue to ancient magic—he will kill all of you damned wizards!"
Ethan exclaimed in surprise, "Really? You really have clues to ancient magic?"
Fairy:
"......
Why do I suddenly feel like I said something wrong?
The fairy kept her mouth tightly shut.
The ice spread out, completely freezing his body.
—.—Each of them is a suicide soldier, cursed with a spell that will cause them to self-destruct if they reveal a secret.
Ethan noticed this and said regretfully, "What a pity."
"It seems that if we want to obtain ancient magic, we still have to go find Lanlock, the leader of the fairy rebellion."
"I just wonder where this leader is—"
Ethan fiddled with the metal scroll in his hand.
Having destroyed all protective magic, its presence suddenly became extremely conspicuous.
He was enveloped in a deep and mysterious magical power.
Like rich moonlight, it flowed all around.
only.
Although Ethan could see its uniqueness, he couldn't open it no matter what he did.
It's like having Galleons but not being able to spend them—it's incredibly frustrating.
Just then.
The silver key, which had been dormant, suddenly lit up.
The magic on the metal scroll was drawn into it.
The key has been activated.
Ethan suddenly realized: "So, it needs to absorb ancient magic to activate it again and take me back."
Staying here any longer won't get us anywhere.
Perhaps when we get back, we'll be able to open this scroll.
As Ethan thought this, he gripped the silver key tightly.
A burst of white light.
In the blink of an eye, Ethan disappeared from the spot.
Shortly after Ethan left.
A sound was heard, and several wizards emerged from the woods.
The leader was a woman with long, black hair.
She was tall and slender, and her tight-fitting outfit accentuated her graceful figure. Her dark, curly hair swayed slightly behind her as she moved.
His green eyes radiated a wild, wolf-like aura.
Eve Black stared in disbelief at the scene before her.
The fairies, each in a different pose, stood frozen in place like ice sculptures.
The land was covered in ice and snow, utterly silent.
The soil, trees, and grass were all covered with a layer of frost, and a pale mist permeated the air.
It felt as if I had stumbled into the land of the dead.
A terrifying and evil aura swept over us!
Led by graduate Eve Black, they are the Hogwarts squad fighting against the goblins.
They came to track down a strangely behaving fairy army.
We were prepared for a major battle.
Unexpectedly, by the time they arrived, the enemy had already been wiped out!
What exactly happened?
Eve Black gripped her wand tightly, struggling to suppress the instinctive trembling in her body.
Under a tree, they found a dying fairy.
After he regained his senses, before Eve could even begin to interrogate him, the fairy seemed to remain immersed in a nightmare.
His eyes bulged out, and he screamed in terror:
"It's the lamp! The lamp is here!!!"
lamp?
Eve was taken aback.
Who is the lamp?
I've never heard of this name since the start of the war.
But in any case.
Anyone capable of killing an entire camp of fairies in an instant must be absolutely unfathomable.
And if the target of this [lamp] is also ancient magic—
"—Get ready."
Eve Black spoke in a deep voice, her green eyes revealing an indomitable and resolute spirit.
"Besides fairies, we may be facing a new enemy of humanity!"