Chapter 134: Plan

Listening to Moran’s pleasant voice, Helag realized that necromancers might not be as scary as the rumors suggested.

The stories always depicted necromancers as dealing with corpses all day, painting a terrifying picture.

But Lady Moran seemed quite normal and spoke kindly.

“Deep Blue, scan the Soul-Eating Crystal,” Helag instructed, wanting to ensure he hadn’t been tricked.

Even if he had been, the deal was done, but he still wanted to understand.

“Scanning…”

“Scan complete. Detected highly intricate mana flow structure, currently lacking related knowledge.”

Satisfied with Deep Blue’s response, Helag felt reassured.

The crystal contained a magical array, a subject Deep Blue didn’t yet have knowledge of.

“Have you never had nightmares? That thing should have appeared in your sleep, affecting you,” Moran asked.

“Sleep? I don’t sleep. I meditate instead,” Helag replied, scratching his head.

“…”

“Alright, time’s almost up. You should leave,” Moran said lightly.

“Time’s almost up?” Helag felt uneasy but decided to leave obediently.

He bowed to Moran and said, “Thank you, Lady Moran. I’ll take my leave.”

“Mmm~” Moran’s voice trembled slightly.

Helag’s scalp tingled, and he quickened his pace, feeling an instinctive urge to leave.

***

Back home, Helag lit the fireplace, warming the room, and brewed a cup of coffee. He began to digest the basic necromancy knowledge he had received.

The knowledge had been transmitted directly into his mind, but he needed to understand and absorb it.

Helag also had Deep Blue record the knowledge for future reference.

Soon, it was late at night. Helag rubbed his head, feeling tired after a day of study.

Still recovering from his illness, his body wasn’t as strong as before and tired easily.

“Too bad I can’t learn first-level spells…”

Lying in bed, Helag pondered his next steps.

In Moonlight Forest, apprentices could only buy or exchange zero-level spells. First-level spells were off-limits until they were about to advance to formal wizards.

Apprentices approved for advancement could buy one first-level spell as their innate spell.

Normally, these apprentices planned to stay in Moonlight Forest and received one first-level spell for free.

Helag, aiming to advance but not stay, was a rare case.

Though he planned to follow the path of Great Dark Heaven, he didn’t neglect spells. Dual cultivation of body and spells was the way to maximize his strength.

He would have to buy first-level spells through Larry’s family channels later, as Moonlight Forest had no way to provide them now.

Entering meditation, Helag also had Deep Blue analyze the three new spells to construct their models.

***

The next day, Bessie brought some fruit to visit Helag.

After putting the fruit away, Helag asked, “Can you tell me more about how you got injured?”

He felt he owed Bessie for her care and wanted to help her if possible.

Though he couldn’t join her in building a pure-blood wizard family, he might be able to solve her mental power issue with Deep Blue’s help.

However, even if Deep Blue had a solution, Helag wouldn’t help immediately. Solving it too quickly would be suspicious.

He planned to address Bessie’s issue after becoming a formal wizard and settling in Larry’s family potion garden.

That way, it would seem more reasonable and less conspicuous.

Even Larry would think Helag had spent a lot of time researching the problem.

Bessie shook her head. “Don’t bother. Mr. Larry couldn’t help, and I’ve accepted it.”

“Let’s at least try,” Helag insisted.

He didn’t want to give false hope but felt it was worth a shot.

Bessie relented. “I was hit by a psychic scream at close range while already severely injured, with no defense. It caused irreversible damage to my mental power.”

Helag pondered. “Deep Blue, scan Bessie and analyze her mental power issue.”

“Task registered and executing.”

A minute later.

“Scan complete. Task analysis and solution simulation will take approximately 7 hours.”

Helag noted the time needed for the simulation.

The result wasn’t guaranteed, but there was hope.

“I’ll think of something,” Helag said.

Bessie smiled sadly. “Don’t waste your time. Focus on advancing to a formal wizard.”

“It’s no trouble. I’ll think about it when I have time,” Helag reassured her.

After a simple meal together, Bessie left.

With Helag fully recovered, she didn’t want to impose and had stopped mentioning building a pure-blood wizard family, treating him as a friend instead.

***

That night.

“Task complete. Bessie’s mental power issue can be resolved with the following formula: 10 grams of mermaid scales, 12 grams of lightning flower…”

Helag was surprised that Deep Blue had found a solution. The ingredients were common, not rare.

The effectiveness would need to be tested, but Deep Blue’s formula suggested Bessie’s problem wasn’t unsolvable.

Even if adjustments were needed, experimentation could refine the formula.

Larry’s inability to solve it didn’t reflect his skill. Deep Blue’s data processing and analysis capabilities far exceeded human brains.

Given enough time, Larry could likely find a solution, but it could take years.

Larry couldn’t afford to spend that much time on one problem.

Though Helag had the formula, he decided to wait before helping Bessie. It wasn’t the right time.

Over the next two months, Helag focused on learning and training, living a peaceful life.

He completed the meditation for the thirteenth star, but trouble soon followed.

Moonlight Forest assigned him a new task.