Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Ian waved his hand, dismissing the concern. Of course, he knew it was impossible through normal channels. Otherwise, couldn't he just ask Ron to take them?

However, there were ways to bypass the restrictions—one of them involving Morgana's help. Besides, if he became strong enough, what rules and regulations? All of them were shit.

"Anyway, what I want to say is that I'm not leaving forever. I will return in the future. So, there is no need to worry. Also, inform this information to Duke Alex and Aunt Evelyn too, lest they worry too much."

Ian consoled his mother, which immediately made her happy. Truly, a hope for reunion could make a bitter separation feel bearable, transforming the pain of parting into a promise of joy to come.

Eldric also didn't say anything, as his son was already more powerful than him. In his opinion, there was no need to worry.

"Okay, then be careful during the journey, and don't fight everywhere. I will wait for your return with your father," Elara said with a smile, as having hope for Ian's return was better than not knowing anything.

"Seriously, you both are this worried because you have me alone. Dad, why don't you try to make one or two brothers or sisters so that they could keep you company when I'm not around?"

Ian suddenly said out of the blue, causing Duke Eldric to almost choke on his tea.

"Cough… cough… you kid, what are you babbling about? Do you want to get beaten?"

Eldric scolded Ian fiercely after hearing his son's words, while Mother Elara was so ashamed that she let go of Lyra's hands she was holding and covered her face.

"Hm? I'm serious. It is really lonely with me alone. Why are both of you shying like a girl?"

Ian was really serious since he didn't have any siblings in his previous life. Since he now had loving parents, having a few cute little kids as siblings would be even better.

"Okay, don't talk like this. Are you trying to kill your mom with teasing?" Eldric was speechless.

"As for conceiving more children, we tried, but it isn't that easy."

Duke Eldric shook his head and looked at him with a knowing expression. Ian saw that he wanted to say something more to him but stopped midway as if it wasn't good for this situation.

Ian instantly understood that it must be that damn bloodline—what else could it be? Actually, these days, since he had been with his parents all the time, he had wanted to ask his father about certain things but ultimately decided against it.

Now that he was going far away, where he would face multiple challenges as the weakest existence, knowing a past that didn't hold immediate significance wasn't worth much for now.

He would definitely uncover all the secrets, but not now. There was really no point.

"Yeah, we tried," Elara said with a sad look coming out of her shyness.

She also wanted more children to hold, but it seemed impossible until now.

"Ahem, don't worry about such things. Ain't I enough? I was just joking, and you both are taking it seriously."

Ian rolled his eyes at his mom whose mood was almost ruined by him and quickly changed the topic.

"So, Dad, where is Morgrave?"

"He is practicing, as we got some resources. He will be there when you are leaving," Duke Eldric said.

As for resources for a wizard, both his father and Ian knew what it was. Probably someone's family was dead by now.

"There is no need to send Morgrave with me. He should stay with you. I alone am enough."
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"But…"

"Okay, it is decided. Also, use that book I gave you earlier and find some solution for him until I return."

Ian had already given the Bloodcraft book he found in Ethos's ring to his father. If they could elevate the longevity of Morgrave, it would be best.

"I know," Eldric also understood his implied words.

"Are you going with me? Did you say bye to your parents?"

Ian then looked at Lyra, who was sitting and listening to their discussion as if she were a good child.

"Yeah! I already talked with them."

Lyra looked at him, her blue eyes full of affection while replying positively. Since that day, Ian noticed that she had become too clingy to him. If not for his parents, she must have already hugged him.

"Then, tomorrow morning it is. In fact, why don't you two come with us? We can be together for at least up to the Westshore."

Ian suddenly asked his father.

Westshore was the name of the place on the west of the Gravethrone continent that was connected to the sea. The Ignisa Tower they were going to this time was on Everbright Cliffs, which was very close to the sea.

So, if his parents traveled with them, they could be together for a longer period.

"No, there is no need," Duke Eldric rolled his eyes at him.

"This trial is for the youngsters of this continent. It is a custom to allow them to leave alone for the trial for generations. Moreover, we have to separate one way or another, and there is no need to follow needlessly."

After all, postponing it wasn't going to miraculously lessen the sadness of separation.

Elara wanted to say something, but after hearing her husband's words, she shut up. Eldric was right; there was really no need to follow her son everywhere as a parent.

Now that her child had become an adult, let him be free, unfettered by emotions.

She didn't want her emotions to be baggage for Ian to carry. Like every mother, she only thought of his well-being and nothing else.

"Okay, then. You can prepare everything. I don't need a large cavalry, just a small team with enough necessities will be enough."

Ian also didn't try to persuade them, and there was no reason to. Like he said, he would return as soon as he was able to. This time's separation was for a better reunion in the future.

"Hmm, I will take care of it," Eldric nodded.

Then the room became silent, with only the sound of sipping tea. Although everyone had already come to terms with it, feelings couldn't just be ignored with mere talks.

So, Ian began to try talking about everyday things, attempting to shift the mood while awaiting the long journey ahead that was already peeking through his window, waving at him.