After learning about the combat power of that Ilya from Locke, Horn no longer insisted on causing trouble for him. After all, he definitely couldn't beat that guy.
He told old Douglas the news that Ilya was a sixth - level warrior, but all he got in return was a faint smile on Douglas' old face.
He didn't seem to be aware that a sixth - level big shot was hunting him down!
Since old Douglas himself wasn't worried, Horn stopped dwelling on this matter. His goal was to become a mage, and his teacher hadn't fought for more than a decade. It would be strange if Ilya could find his teacher.
As days passed by, the incident of the Evil - faced Man that had been making a big stir in the city a few days ago had lost its appeal among the people of Leon City. People still went about their daily lives as usual. The arrival of the big shot Ilya Odin hadn't brought the slightest change to this small town.
These days, like usual, Horn worked as a carpenter with Douglas during the day and practiced magic with Enoch at night. After several days of intensive practice,
Enoch's magic sea had finally stabilized. Perhaps the pursuit by the North Wind God Cult had stimulated Enoch, and now he was very diligent in his cultivation.
Seeing that his magic sea was stable, Horn taught Enoch the incantations and magic circles of the three first - ring spells he had mastered.
Enoch tried them one by one and finally found that he couldn't condense the magic circles of the first - ring fire and lightning spells in his sea of consciousness. Only the Water Flow Spell of the water element showed a glimmer of possibility of success.
Enoch was extremely enthusiastic about learning new spells. He even wanted to meditate with his eyes closed during meals.
Naturally, it was no different during the day at work. He always tried to find ways to be lazy. Unfortunately, it was just a dream for him to find a chance to practice beside old Douglas while working.
Enoch didn't have the slightest chance to be lazy. He once tried to cast an illusion on old Douglas so that he could work on his own while Enoch practiced, but old Douglas always easily dispelled it. Only then did he realize for the first time that old Douglas was not an ordinary person.
The peaceful days didn't last long, and something happened in Leon City again. In the northern district of Leon City, weak monsters had been causing trouble recently. These monsters weren't very powerful, but they were extremely annoying and posed a great threat to ordinary people.
At first, they relied on bounty hunters to carry out the encirclement and suppression. However, these monsters didn't leave corpses after death, which caused many disputes between employers and hunters. Moreover, new monsters would appear soon after these ones were killed.
Helpless, the lord of Leon City had to ask the church for help. The North Wind God Cult naturally wouldn't stand by idly. After all, this was their parish. No one in their right mind would allow monsters to run amok in their own city.
However, the ever - victorious North Wind God Cult suffered its second defeat this year at the hands of these monsters.
The first defeat, of course, was caused by Horn and Enoch.
They faced the same problem as the bounty hunters. These monsters weren't powerful, and a well - trained North Wind Knight could easily deal with them. But the problem was that these monsters would randomly appear in a place in the northern district after a period of time!
They appeared randomly, disappeared after being killed, and then a different one would appear out of thin air after a while. How could people deal with this?
The people of the North Wind God Cult had a tough nut to crack. Moreover, the fact that many places in the northern district were invaded by monsters couldn't be hidden. Now, the whole city knew about the monsters in the northern district, which had replaced the Evil - faced Man as the new topic of conversation among the elderly after meals.
Here, Enoch and Horn were having dinner. Enoch gobbled up his food and didn't leave the table. He just sat on the edge of the chair and started meditating.
Horn was still eating slowly. He didn't like to eat too hastily and always chewed his food in small mouthfuls. So he was always the last one to finish eating, and he was also the one who washed the dishes after each meal.
The rule in the carpenter's shop was that whoever finished eating last would wash the dishes. Horn had never won this "competition" in more than a decade.
Suddenly, a small, dark head poked out from the door. It was a bald - headed child. His small eyes stared longingly at the food in Horn's hand, drooling. He seemed extremely hungry.
"What, are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" With his keen perception, Horn had long noticed someone climbing into the yard, so he wasn't too surprised by the child's appearance.
Under the rule of the North Wind God Cult, the city seemed to be a place where the people were well - off. However, if you took a walk in the countryside or the slums of Leon City and didn't look at the false prosperity whitewashed by the nobles and the church, you would find that there were many people who couldn't even get enough to eat. This was also the reason why old Douglas opened a carpenter's shop to take care of the rural carpenters. At least he had done his best.
Horn poured a bowl of porridge and picked up a steamed bun, then handed them to the child. The child was lying on his side at the door, only showing his upper body. He was too weak to stand up and looked very pitiful.
"Here, eat and then go. Don't climb into other people's yards casually next time. If you meet someone with a bad temper, a beating would be the least of your worries." Horn pushed his round - framed glasses and said with a smile.
"I'm hungry. I'm so hungry." The child didn't take the food Horn offered but stared directly at Horn.
"If you're hungry, then eat. I won't beat you." Horn held the food out a bit further.
"Okay, thank you. You're such a nice person. I'll start eating." The child's eyes turned red, and his cheeks split open, turning into a huge blood - filled mouth. His lower body also showed up.
Below his waist was actually a caterpillar's body as thick as an adult's, and it was about two meters long!
The monster in the form of a child pounced on Horn. Caught off guard, Horn was knocked down by the monster. The monster started biting Horn wildly, making blood fly everywhere.
"Enoch, aren't you being too cruel? He's just a child." Horn covered his face, unable to bear to watch. It was really too cruel.
"Which normal child would be so hungry that they want to eat people? You're still too kind." Enoch kicked the monster's chubby belly fiercely. Some green pus splashed onto Enoch's leg from the caterpillar's body, making Enoch shake his leg in disgust.
The monster was kicked and was very dissatisfied at being interrupted while eating. It roared and turned its head to look around but saw nothing. Then it turned back and continued to bite fiercely at the bleeding figure lying on the ground.
Unfortunately, the monster didn't realize that the bleeding thing under it wasn't Horn but a one - meter - long huge iron saw used for sawing wood!
The blood on the saw wasn't Horn's but the monster's own from its mouth!
There were wounds all over its mouth from the saw, but it was still completely unaware!