Hitman With A Badass System

Chapter ?647 Headmaster of Mazeroth returns

Chapter ?647 Headmaster of Mazeroth returns

Back in Akilan Realm, Wulfric finally returned to his office with his trusty white royal dragon. The office was divided into three areas. The first area of the office contained the Headmaster's portraits as well as cabinets, and tables filled with Wulfric's instruments. There was also a fireplace. The second area contained the Headmaster's desk and chair and was surrounded by bookcases. The third area was a small sitting room behind the desk.

Wulfric looked tired. Dark circles could be seen around his eyes. When he plunged onto his chair, he sighed, taking a long deep breath.

"Master," The white dragon landed on the table filled with parchments and books. Hearing the gentle voice of his dragon, Wulfric let out a tired smile.

"What is it?" asked Wulfric, although he looked like he knew what she was going to ask him.

"She made her choice. You cannot protect her and her family forever. Eventually, someone will notice you're tampering with the surveillance spell," Any oblivious man could sense the heaviness in the dragon's voice. It had been twenty years since Wulfric started to sneak into the Skyhall and tamper with the surveillance spell put on Harriet and her family. The tampering with the spell took a toll on him as the spell was cast by several Immortal beings. So tampering with them was no easy task.

"Destiny cannot be meddled with, Hadilth. I am just merely letting destiny take its course," said Wulfric. His voice sounded calm, wise, and serene as always.

"Isn't what you've been doing counts as meddling, Master?" asked Hadilth.

"I thought like that once, Hadith and It cost the lives of millions. That was the price I paid to learn about my destiny," Hadilth was surprised to see the pain and grief in Wulfric's eyes. She had been with him for almost five centuries. In that time, she had never seen Wulfric harm a life, not a single one. So she wondered what he was talking about. Maybe something happened before I met him? Thought Hadilth.

"His power is growing at a rate we have never expected, Master," said Hadilth to change Wulfric's mind.

"Good. It's time I meet him in person. Unless he chose not to come here again," Wulfric turned his gaze to the copper bowl filled with crystal clear water on the table. Gradually, a dark cloud turned the clear water into a dark sludge. He could hardly see a silhouette of a man through the dark sludge.

"What about the other one?" asked Wulfric.

"At this point in time, he is much weaker than him. But Elder Galaniel seems to have something in mind,"

Elder Galaniel was the lady trying to enslave the god of light. Along with Devedan and Thorfinn, she planned to cast a forbidden spell on Noah when he was to step into his godhood. Although Hadilth felt Galaniel was planning something, the dragon didn't know what. After all, Galaniel might not be the strongest but the most cunning among the elders. Unlike the other elders, Galaniel lived among the mortals instead of in a pocket dimension. However, the mortals were oblivious to the fact they were living with the Celestial being. She was a god walking the world.

With a simple nod, Wulfric waved his hand as the black sludge slowly cleared. Eventually, when the black sludge completely disappeared, a bright light emerged from the bottom of the copper bowl. Luckily, the bright light was not as strong as the black sludge. Hence, Wulfric and Hadilth could see a young man dressed in white and a young woman in light blue robes walking through a lush valley.

"There is a powerful source of energy in the pocket dimension," said Hadilth.

"Any dangers?" asked Wulfric.

"Not any they cannot prevail against," answered Hadilth.

"Hmm. So they want Noah to grow stronger," Wulfric could sense Thorfinn's energy signature from the pocket dimension. A powerful energy source like the one in the pocket dimension would have atleast several Immortal beings protecting. But there were no such protectors in the pocket dimension. It was clearly a setup made by Thorfinn for Noah to become stronger. If he could see this, there was no doubt Andreas would do too.

"Devdan's handiwork," Wulfric mumbled under his breath, looking at Yasmine Watson. A soul that didn't belong to her body was living inside. Wulfric could see it as clear as day. Despite Wulfric's attempts to keep the Winstons safer, the Skyhall always managed to influence their lives somehow. Wulfric sighed inside. The puppeteer and the brutal viking of Skyhall had taken an interest in Noah's life. It was nothing short of bad luck for Noah. Wulfric just hoped Andreas could help Noah avoid these powerful beings.

"Master, do you think Elder Galaniel is behind this?" asked Hadilth.

"Maybe, maybe not. But it's up to Andreas and Noah to navigate through the upcoming storm,"

As much as Wulfric liked to warn Andreas, he simply couldn't. A simple mistake on his part would put everyone he was trying to protect in danger.

"How long you're planning to protect them from the Skyhall, Master?" asked Hadilth. Ever since Diana chose to protect her son, it was Wulfric who prevented the Skyhall from hunting her down. After they sent Diana's child Dean to the prison earth, Skyhall ordered Diana to live and die as Diana. Otherwise, they would not only kill her but also kill her entire family except Noah. Tru to their word, they put on a curse that halted Harriet's cultivation. Despite the curse, Wulfric saw Harriet hunt down several cultivators stronger than her. The curse was still in her soul yet she was somehow getting stronger.

Only if the Skyhall had noticed this through their surveillance spell, they would have taken the entire family and tortured them to know how Harriet was evading the curse to get stronger.

"Until they all escape the Skyhall's grasp. I remember the Skyhall used to care for mortals, protect the world and ensure its prosperity," Wulfric sighed.

"What changed, Master?"

"Lady Qin Jiu. She came close to controlling the one thing that shouldn't be controlled. Time,"

Wulfric wasn't even born when Qin Jiu built an array that enabled her to travel through time. Until then, she ruled the Skyhall and protected the mortals. The golden age of Skyhall and for the mortals. Under her rule, immortals appeared like stars in the evening sky among mortals. But every good thing had to come to an end. The golden age came to an end in the form of the time-traveling array. Whatever Qin Jiu saw in the future completely drove her to madness. The prophecy that changed the world forever was born when she returned from the future. The name Dark Lord came into existence.

"You've never told me what happened to Lady Qin Jiu's friends? The founders of Mazeroth," asked Hadilth.

"No one knows. The texts, books, scripts, all talk about Lady Qin Jiu but not the others. Other than their specialization and they found Mazeroth together, we don't know anything else about the others,"

When it comes to Lady Qin Jiu and her friends, Andreas knew more than him. It wouldn't be an understatement to say Andreas was crazy about the founders of Mazeroth. He explored many ancient ruins and almost died several times in the search to uncover more information about, Archer Crooke, Ingrid Stenham, and Kargin Pavlovich, the founders of Mazeroth as well as Qin Jiu's best friends.

"Master, do you think they are still alive?"

Wulfric was surprised by Hadilth's question. To be honest, he himself wondered the same. Even Skyhall's secret library had no answer about their status. Many believed Qin Jiu ascended to Angel's realm while some believed she was injured by the Dark Lord when she traveled to the future and died. However, no one really knew what had really happened to Qin Jiu. But Wulfric really doubted Qin jiu would have let the Skyhall run amok if she was alive.

"They are not here. I know that for sure. If they were here, this world wouldn't have been in such a mess,"

Hours passed in a blink of an eye. Finally, Wulfric focused on all the parchments on his table. In his pursuit to safeguard his disciple Harriet, he neglected his duties as headmaster of Mazeroth. He read the parchments one by one. After reading a bunch, he learned about everything that had transpired in his absence.

"Master, look," while he was reading Kayla Martin's letter, Wulfric heard Hadilth's voice. She came flying to him carrying a golden parchment under her claws.

"What is it?"

"It's from the Holy Maiden,"

Wulfric placed the letter on the table and grabbed the parchment in Haldith's hands. The parchment was cold as ice. When he opened the parchment, he saw a request written by Rowena in beautiful handwriting. The handwriting put a smile on Wulfric's face.

"Just like her mother,"

"What does it say, Master?" asked Hadilth. She was curious to see what was on the letter after seeing Wulfric smile.

"There is a rule in place when a Holy Maiden reaches the Fusion stage, she needs to undergo the curricular of Mazeroth as a student in disguise,"

Hadilth nodded.

"It seems like she doesn't want to come to Mazeroth as a student. So she wants me to reject her admission. That little demon," Wulfric chuckled.

"Can you actually reject the Holy Maiden, Master?" Hadilth was surprised.

"Yes, but I won't. This might be a perfect opportunity for Rowena to meet her little brother,"

Since Rowena would come to Mazeroth in disguise and Skyhall didn't know the Dark Lord was actually a student of Mazeroth, Wulfric thought it would be a perfect situation for a family reunion. As a Holy Maiden, Rowena was required to be proficient in all specializations. So she would be a student in each specialization for a year. It would be hard not to meet the Alchemist who beat the hell out of someone from the Warrior House. Simply put, she was destined to meet her little brother.

"Are you planning to do something, Master?" A wry smile merged on Hadilth's face. She moved closer to Wulfric with a doubtful look.

"I have no reason to reject her. I think fate is planning to let her and her brother meet. I am not going to stand in their way, "

"But master, what if the Skyhall learns the truth about him?"

Instead of an answer, Wulfric just smiled.