Versatile Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Glorkian had an astounded face when he heard Tang Zhong’s words.

“So Teacher Mo is a candidate in the national team. No wonder he’s so strong at such a young age. I was shocked, as I thought he was just a random young Magician in China. I guess I was scared by my own false alarm…” sighed Glorkian in relief.

Even though Glorkian completely overwhelmed Mo Fan in the fight, it was necessary to take their age into consideration. Glorkian could easily defeat any other young Magician with a single raise of his hand.

“Err… pardon me for asking, but is…is that snake your Summoned Beast? If it is, I’ll suggest that our college forfeit the World College Tournament instead,” said Digaeus softly.

“He’s the protector of Hangzhou. Mo Fan saved his life before, so whenever Mo Fan is in danger, he will show up immediately,” Tang Zhong smiled.

“I see.” Digaeus let out a relieved sigh, as if he had almost had a heart attack.

If the snake was a Summoned Beast, Mo Fan could crush every opponent in the World Magician Tournament, let alone the World College Tournament. The creature’s strength was just too overwhelming!

China was a scary place. They should probably go back to Greece as soon as they were done here.

“I’ll discuss it with her privately,” said Mo Fan.

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Mo Fan pushed Xinxia’s chair into the bamboo copse. A few leaves with pointy tips fell from above and dangled in her hair. Mo Fan swept the leaves to the ground while fondling her soft hair.

Slowly, Mo Fan’s hand slid down to her ear, and her heart-shaped face.

The other hand went unnoticed through her long hair. Mo Fan hugged her from behind and indulged in the pleasant scent from the bamboo and the girl’s hair…

Xinxia closed her eyes, enjoying the soothing calm.

“Brother Mo Fan, I think I will go,” Xinxia broke the silence sometime later.

“Why is that?” asked Mo Fan.

“It’s not a bad place.” Xinxia lowered her head, looking at her legs.

“Mm, if someone dares bully you, tell me right away. I’ll tear down their shitty temple,” said Mo Fan.

Xinxia giggled, a flickering light at the edge of her eyes.

Even though Xinxia was a Magician with the Psychic Element, she realized that she was not good at expressing her feelings.

She knew Mo Fan did not like to be stuck in a rut and live a busy, but unfulfilling life. However, sometimes, Mo Fan’s pace was too quick for her. She had no choice but to wait patiently for his return…

Xinxia often dreamt about him returning with cuts and bruises all around his body. He would fall to the ground halfway to her, yet she could not walk to him even if she wanted to. She could only stand there watching.

The Parthenon Temple, Xinxia did not mind going there. After all, it was the sacred temple of every Healer!

If she had the same dream again, she could finally treat his wounds or walk to him…

—

“We’ve decided. She can go to Parthenon Temple,” Mo Fan brought Xinxia back to the table.

Glorkian and Digaeus let out deep, relieved sighs. It was obvious that the Great Mentor was no ordinary person. Otherwise, the two would not be under such great pressure.

“We’ll book the flight tickets now,” said Glorkian.

“Who told you she’s leaving now? You can only come and take her after a week. If you like Hangzhou, you can stay here and look around for a week. The President of the Enforcement Union will cover all your costs. If you don’t, you can go back to India first, and come back after a week to pick her up,” said Mo Fan.

“It’s Greece!” Glorkian’s face darkened as he uttered a deep groan.

“They are the same. I’ll let you decide,” replied Mo Fan.

Glorkian and Digaeus discussed things briefly, before they finally compromised and accepted Mo Fan’s suggestion.

It was likely that the two did not want to go back to be scolded by the Great Mentor, hence they determined they would stay in Hangzhou and pick Xinxia up after a week to bring her to Parthenon Temple.

Tang Zhong suggested they visit West Lake; they could easily spend a few days there to enjoy the scenery.

However, the two foreign guests shook their heads rapidly when the name West Lake was mentioned! They would not even visit that place even if paid to!

—

Tang Zhong would surely entertain the important guests from the Parthenon Temple. Mo Fan was too lazy to waste his time on them.

Mo Fan would have to check in at the national team in a week, which meant he had seven days to enjoy some shameless time with Xinxia.

Mo Fan even figured out where they would go: the famous tourist attraction, Wuzhen. The place was perfect for couples, with lots of stores, coffee shops, bars, retro-styled inns and motels brimming with a great atmosphere. They would go shopping in the day, enjoy the scenery at night, and have intimate time at night, absolutely perfect!

—

“PA!”

“PA!”

“PA!”

{TL Note: PAPAPA is a Chinese slang for having sex.}

The vague sound came from the gap of the window of a well-decorated room.

“Brother Mo Fan, I told you, we should keep the mosquito lamp on,” Xinxia said in a serious tone.

“It’s fine, I’ll just smack them dead. Seriously, they dare suck my blood, aren’t they scared of mutating?!” Mo Fan’s sleepwear resembled those that were usually worn by mentally-disordered patients. He lunged forward, chasing after a mosquito that had drank his blood.

Someone might ask, why wasn’t he using Magic?

Where would his dignity be if he had to to use Magic to deal with petty mosquitoes!

“It’s here! You little shit, where do you think you’re going!” Mo Fan chased after the mosquito until he reached Xinxia’s bed. It looked like he was chasing after the mosquito, but he actually had some other things in mind. He dove onto Xinxia’s bed atop the defenseless girl. Her hair immediately scattered on the bed.

The room was filled with pleasant chuckles and laughter. Mo Fan abused his chance by touching and kissing the tender, juicy, sweet-smelling skin of the girl. Since Mount Hua was no longer open to tourists, Mo Fan had spent some lonely days on the mountain. It was indeed a sorry time for him.

Xinxia was going abroad to study soon. He had no idea when they would next see one another. As such, since the night was still young… no, since it was such a beautiful night with such a pleasant atmosphere, it was about time for him to get down to business!

——

The old town fell silent under the faint brilliance of the moon. A few boats tied along the river were making soft sounds as they occasionally bumped into the walls.

The windows along the street reflected the moonlight. On an arching bridge under the moon, a young woman was crossing it with nimble steps as her dress drifted in the breeze. The reflection of her small waist and peach bum could be seen on the clear river…

The woman continued walking, yet her figure suddenly vanished into thin air in the middle of the street.

Sometime later, an enormous white moth flew into the sky. Its beating wings produced a slight breeze, leaving ripples on the calm river…

It had a pair of glittering eyes. It purposely checked its surroundings to make sure that no one had seen it.

It landed lightly onto a roof. Its bare feet tapped softly on the tiles before it flew into the distance, disappearing into the fuzzy night within the blink of an eye.