Night Ranger

Chapter 147: Magical Marvin

Chapter 147: Magical Marvin

Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation

The lights in the Hidden Granary were flickering. The atmosphere was strange.

This place was completely deserted, without even a bit of movement.

The people who were controlled by the 2nd rank Clerics had all rushed out after their deaths, leaving behind a deserted base for the Black Dock Harbor’s guards.

"What the hell, did that youth leak our imminent attack?"

"Causing them to retreat in advance?"

The 3rd rank Wizard was checking the surroundings, somewhat annoyed.

The entire Hidden Granary felt dead. There wasn’t a single living creature.

The only things they saw were the dead bodies of two Osse Dogs, cut down.

There was nothing else.

"Sir, it looks like there really is nothing."

A few rogues came back from their scouting and reported.

The 3rd rank Wizard threw an annoyed look at Tucker. The latter’s face turned serious and he shook his head.

"You should trust my skill, Old Friend," Old Tucker said.

The 3rd rank Wizard immediately reached for his pouch, on guard. Finding that it was still there, he sighed in relief and said, "I naturally know of your skills."

"Let’s go on ahead."

But at that time, a rogue suddenly rushed back, startled. "Sir, I found something!"

Three minutes later, everyone arrived at the Officer Cleric’s cave!

There was the Basilisk body and the corpses of six 2nd rank Clerics, along with the traces of a chaotic fight that couldn’t be cleaned up...

Everyone’s faces were filled with shock!

Looking at the traces, it was clear that there had been a big battle here.

However, those six 2nd rank Clerics’ wounds were all deadly.

They were more or less the same blade wounds as those two Osse Dogs.

"This Basilisk should be an Officer Cleric of the Twin Snakes Cult who transformed..."

The 3rd rank Wizard’s face was grave, "To be able to make him turn into a Basilisk and still cut him down into mincemeat... Did a Legend act?"

Old Tucker silently shook his head.

He crouched next to one of the 2nd rank Cleric and carefully examined the signs of death, coming up with a shocking conclusion!

"Hey! Old Friend, would you believe it if I said those guys were single-handedly killed by that noble youth?"

The Wizard sneered, "Isn’t he a Ranger close to 3rd rank?"

"This is impossible."

But Old Tucker’s tone was very firm. "It’s the same dagger wounds."

The Wizard froze, he looked at Old Tucker’s extremely serious face and the surprise in his eyes deepened.

He didn’t know much about the relation between Old Tucker and that noble, but he knew Old Tucker would rarely lie.

This Halfling Tracker’s skills were also not to be doubted.

"He has been here," said Old Tucker while looking at the faint footprints on the ground.

The 3rd rank Wizard stayed silent.

Even if he couldn’t accept it, all the clues led to him!

A "2nd rank noble youth" eliminated a branch of the Twin Snakes Cult by himself!

This was something a lot of 3rd rank class holders couldn’t do.

But that man managed to do it.

He couldn’t help but ask, "Who is he? What’s his name?"

"His name is..." Old Tucker subconsciously answered.

But suddenly, the 3rd rank Wizard abruptly cut him off, "Stop!"

Old Tucker also reacted.

The two glanced at each other and stayed silent.

They realized this name couldn’t be shared, even in private!

There were all kinds of people in the guards and the ability of the Twin Snakes Cult to infiltrate ranks was very strong... What if by chance, there was someone listening?

If they really said that youth’s name, the Crimson Patriarch might try to kill that talented youth while he was still developing!

Even though the 3rd rank Wizard had a harsh mouth, since he was able to become friends with Old Tucker, he definitely wasn’t bad-natured.

He immediately said in a heavy voice, "Search everywhere, check if there is any remnant of the Twin Snakes Cult."

"If there isn’t, start a fire and burn everything."

"Announce that this base was taken care of by the Black Dock Harbor’s garrison. The rewards will naturally not be small when we return!"

Everyone silently nodded. They naturally knew the Wizard was protecting that youth by attracting the attention of the Twin Snakes Cult.

Black Dock Harbor didn’t fear the retaliation of the Twin Snakes Cult. They had the support of the South Wizard Alliance, there was no need to worry!

Old Tucker slowly stood up, still rather shocked. But he recalled Marvin killing the Red Spider Elizabeth that had been causing problems for him for a long time, and was somewhat relieved.

There was no shortage of geniuses in this world.

...

The ice-cold underground river was slowly flowing. The endless darkness had finally passed as a ray of light appeared in front of Marvin.

‘Finally!’

Marvin felt pleased, as he continued to lie on a golden bull’s back, following the underground river.

He only took this path once in the game. At that time, he had been running away from a faction’s pursuit. He escaped straight toward River Shore City, and mingled around there for a while, mainly farming the Scarlet Monastery instance.

As for White River Valley, he didn’t pay attention to it at the time. It was only a very small area, which also had no real points of interest.

Now that he thought about it, that underground river was one of the branch rivers flowing into the White River.

But because its origin was relatively desolate, near the Shrieking Mountain Range, no one cared about it.

These golden bulls would arrive straight to White River Valley by following the river!

‘Looks like apart from the Spider Crypt, the river can also be used to return from Jewel Bay.’

Marvin secretly thought.

He sat on the back of the golden bull, floating all the way.

Familiar landscape gradually appeared in front of his eyes. A dense forest, the small stream converging with the White River.

The river had widened greatly. Marvin checked the Wishful Ropes, making sure each golden bull was following him back home.

It was currently early morning. A lot of farmers in White River Valley had started to cultivate the land.

This summer’s wheat yield was extremely important. Even if quite a lot of people were already starving, they still persisted in farming.

If they didn’t cultivate the land properly, they would be unable to harvest in autumn. As for this year’s winter, they would be unable to do anything about it.

A few days ago, Dame Anna told them that Lord Marvin personally left for Jewel Bay to get food and would definitely buy enough food for everyone to last through this winter.

But most people were still doubtful about this.

Even though Lord Marvin seemed different from before.

After recovering White River Valley he was still a recluse, but his decrees had some pretty good effects. The killing under his castle to establish prestige also gradually changed his image, adding some prominence to his original gentle and kindhearted attitude.

And regarding the rumors of Baron Marvin being Masked Twin Blades, they were also more believable.

For most people, the current Marvin was truly looking more like an Overlord able to defend his territory.

But they still didn’t believe Marvin would return with food on time.

Jewel Bay was a distant region after all.

For many farmers, they had lived in White River Valley for all their lives, and the furthest they went was the northern mine.

They heard that a big mountain separated White River Valley from Jewel Bay and that making a trip around it would take at least half a month.

Lord Marvin was fierce, but he wouldn’t be able to cut through the big mountain, would he?

This was what most of the people had on their minds.

...

The aged Old Tom also thought like this.

As one of the ordinary old farmers from White River Valley, he was one of the first generation of farmers to follow Marvin’s grandfather there.

He had a bit more knowledge than the other farmers, since he at least had been to River Shore City.

He knew that unless Marvin became a Wizard like his grandfather and had many mysterious spells, he wouldn’t be able to succeed.

"Unfortunately, the one who truly inherited the Old Lord’s talent seems to be Young Master Wayne and he is still learning magic far away."

"Looks like we won’t be able to wait for Young Master Wayne’s magic."

When Old Tom was cultivating in the field, he was smoking a homemade cigar as he talked with his son.

The latter answered with a grunt of agreement and kept focusing on his work.

Old Tom looked at his son’s figure thinning day by day, feeling some pain in his heart. Even if Dame Anna gave out some food everyday, there wasn’t enough to begin with!

After the gnoll invasion, the days had become increasingly more difficult.

He sighed and lifted his head. Suddenly, he noticed a shadow floating on the White River.

‘That’s...’

‘What’s that thing!’

Old Tom couldn’t see what it was and hurriedly called his son.

Little Tom raised his head, surprised, and look at the White River. There was a golden object, and a man standing on it.

After some time, he yelled, "That’s Lord Marvin!"

"Lord Marvin came back!"

...

Lord Marvin came back!

This created a major event in White River Valley!

Soon, all farmers in White River Valley were looking at Marvin, extremely shocked. They spread the news to one another, and in a short time, the originally silent White River Valley became bustling with noise and excitement!

A dozen minutes later, Marvin leisurely stopped on a relatively flat area on the river bank.

"Lord Marvin!"

Countless people stood around. And when they heard the news, the garrison and Anna also rushed over to welcome Marvin.

Especially Anna; she hadn’t thought Marvin would use such an outstanding way of returning to White River Valley!

Didn’t he take Lola with him to buy food in Jewel Bay? Why did he bring so many golden bulls back?

Before Anna could react, Marvin dragged the golden bulls to the shore by pulling on one bull’s head!

Everyone was in an uproar!

Lord Marvin was actually this strong! These bulls looked so heavy but he managed to pull them on the shore on his own!

This was simply too magical!

But many people were still surprised, "Lord Marvin didn’t buy food?"

"These golden bulls, how much did they cost in the end... How much food could be exchanged for one golden bull!"

"But the question is, where could he exchange it?"

Everyone was doubtful.

Marvin dragged one golden bull out and told Anna to get someone to spread a woven mat on the river bank.

Marvin chanted an incantation, and under everyone’s shocked sight, the golden bull slowly opened its mouth.

"Crshhh!"

Golden wheat poured down as if it was raining!

In an instant, the entire river bank became extremely quiet.

"Be at ease." Marvin faintly smiled. "I came back, no one will go hungry."

Cheering voices immediately erupted and covered everything else.

The entire White River Valley was in a frenzy!