Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 622 Welcome To Caer Wydion

Chapter 622 Welcome To Caer Wydion

??The flying ship was sailing nearly at its maximum speed, and yet, it still took them nearly three weeks to arrive at their destination.

Wherever Enzo was taking them, it had become increasingly obvious that it was somewhere in the heart of Midgard, a place that not many beings dared to visit due to the dangers it posed.

When the sun finally made its appearance, Ethan felt something he had never felt before.

A great feeling of unease and anticipation took hold of his body.

Ethan felt like a part of him looked forward to knowing his true identity, but at the same time, the other half dreaded coming to know what it was.

Emma and Lilith did not tell him anything about his background.

However, they did tell him that even if all the Nobles of Eastshire were to combine their wealth, it would still fall short of the kind of wealth Ethan’s family possessed.

After hearing those words, Ethan shared how his talk with Chloe’s Father, Soren, had gone.

His uncle told him that if he failed to become a high-ranking noble by the time he graduated from the academy, he would not allow him to marry Chloe.

Emma and Lilith shared a knowing glance with each other before smiling faintly.

They didn’t tell Ethan anything, but one thing was clear.

Once Soren knew about Ethan’s true background, he might even tie Chloe in a red ribbon and personally present her to the young man as a gift, then apologize to him for setting such a ridiculous condition for marrying her.

The two beautiful ladies also noticed that the distance between Ethan and Chloe had disappeared a week before they left for Midgard.

Luna had been very happy with this development as well. After all, Chloe was her best friend.

It pained her to see her beloved and her best friend distance themselves from each other, even more so since she knew what both of them really felt.

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A day later…

The Flying Ship slowed down its speed and slowly descended from the sky.

Wallace frowned after seeing that they were headed into a place with extremely thick fog, making it impossible for them to see what was ahead.

However, the dagger he was using to navigate his ship glowed faintly and emitted a silver beam of light, which pointed toward the fog.

“Follow the light, Sir Wallace,” Enzo stated. “Make sure to not wander anywhere. If you do, the situation will become extremely dangerous.”

Wallace nodded and guided the ship to enter the fog.

The moment he did, the entire ship was blanketed in white mist. Fortunately, there was a barrier on the Flying Ship, Fionn, which allowed everyone to still see each other.

The only thing they couldn’t see was the view in front of their ship.

Emma, Lilith, Enzo, and the Catkins weren’t feeling anxious because this was part of their home turf.

Only Wallace felt tense, feeling as if countless eyes were gazing in his direction, all of which were very hostile.

As someone of his level, he was very sensitive to these kinds of things. This forced him to focus on following the light that was being emitted by the dagger.

Among the countless gazes, he felt at least twelve pairs of eyes, half of whose owners were on the same level as him.

Wallace didn’t really feel any threat from those who were on the same level as him.

The ones that made his face turn solemn were the other six gazes that were directed at him.

These six beings were extremely powerful.

And he believed that they were even more powerful than him.

There was a particular gaze that seemed that it could crush him at any given time if he wished, and it was watching Wallace with great intensity.

Since Wallace was concentrating on the gaze and the light of the dagger in front of him, he didn’t notice Ethan walk to his side.

“Father, what’s wrong?” Ethan asked. “You look pale.”

The moment Ethan spoke up, all the hostility that was aimed at Wallace disappeared completely. It was as if everything Wallace had sensed earlier was just his imagination.

“It’s nothing, Ethan,” Wallace replied. “I just didn’t get enough sleep last night.”

Ethan nodded in understanding because his father had been quite busy as of late.

Aside from training him on how to overcome the Domains of his enemies, Wallace also regularly corrected their flight path to ensure that they wouldn’t go off course.

This was a lot of work, and because of this, Ethan was worried about his father’s health.

“Don’t worry,” Wallace said before ruffling Ethan’s hair. “I’ll just take a nap when we arrive.”

Ethan nodded. “Okay.”

Wallace smiled and steered the flying ship to follow the beam of light that was emitted by the dagger.

He could still subtly feel a few gazes here and there, but they no longer had the hostility he felt earlier.

‘Did they realize that I’m not an enemy after Ethan called me Father?’ Wallace mused. ‘It seems that this place isn’t welcoming to strangers.’

The flying ship continued to fly for another half an hour before it emerged out of the fog and returned to its normal flying speed.

“Wow…,” Ethan muttered at the majestic beauty that appeared in front of him.

Dozens of floating islands could be seen in the sky, and several of them had waterfalls that fell on the land under them, filling up rivers and lakes, adding to the picturesque sight that made him wish he could show it to his grandparents and lovers.

In the distance, a castle could be seen in the middle part of a mountain. By the looks of it, the castle was twice the size of the one he saw in the Kingdom of Eastshire.

“Are you perhaps a long-lost prince?” Wallace asked the young man in a teasing tone.

Ethan didn’t dare to answer his father’s question because he didn’t want to assume things.

Emma, Lilith, and Enzo looked at Ethan with faint smiles on their faces before making a gesture to welcome him and Wallace to their home.

“Welcome to Caer Wydion,” Emma said. “The place where you were born, Lord Ethan.”

Emma knelt respectfully, and all the Catkins followed suit as if they were pledging allegiance to their liege, who had returned to take his rightful place on the throne.