I Refused To Be Reincarnated

Chapter 153 - 153: Legacy of the Heretic: Secrets Untold

"My brother will never agree. Our ancestral grimoire is considered an aberration, and its contents are forbidden in our community," Elysia answered, awakening Adam's curiosity.

He never considered the content, as he only needed the lingering power of the grimoire. But her words piqued his interest. He gazed at her, signalling he was eager to hear more about it.

"It contains the re

"Try to get it as soon as possible, but don't try anything dangerous alone," he answered, unwilling to see anyone commit a crime for him.

Elysia nodded before saying, "If my brother doesn't agree after six months, I'll contact you to consider our options."

After agreeing, the duo bid her goodbye and hurriedly went to the college's Gate.

"You are late," Shepard said, gazing at them in annoyance. His time was too valuable to be wasted waiting for others.

"Sorry, we can go now," Julius answered apologetically as he noticed the dean's formal attire. Gone were his impressive colourful robes. Instead, he wore a lavish golden one adorned with many decorations and brooches depicting his achievement in the world of magic and rank in nobility.

Adam gazed in interest as Shepard operated complex magic devices to set the coordinates. Then, he grabbed both of them by the shoulder and swiftly walked through the mystical veil of mana covering the immense structure.

Mana buzzed in the duo's ears as a sickening sensation gripped them by the stomach.

After a short moment, they opened their eyes, greeted by a totally different landscape.

They gazed in shock at the verdant island. Forests, lakes, a small mountain, everything was present. But the shocking part was that it was floating amidst the clouds!

In the middle, they noticed a magnificent building adorned with large glasses reaching to the sky.

"Welcome to Tempest's Hold," Shepard said, shadows covering his face as his hand trembled slightly.

He guided the duo to the entrance before swiftly turning back, transforming into grey smoke, and hurriedly flying towards the Gate under the duo's shocked gazes.

Adam shook his head with a wry smile. Shepard warned him he had no intention of mingling with archmages and that he would only set the meeting.

"Let's go, Julius." He said before the boy pushed the door open with a resolved expression.

As they entered, the luxurious appearance of the hall dazzled them. It exuded an aura of opulence, with its polished marble floors and intricately carved wooden panels. The subdued color palette of rich purple and gold accents added an air of sophistication while plush velvet draperies adorned the tall windows, casting a warm, inviting glow throughout the space.

After taking their surroundings in, Adam noticed a woman seated on an elegant throne. Her purple eyes locked with his and her lips curled into a welcoming smile as she fiddled with strands of golden hair.

Her purple robes fluttered as she stood and said, "Welcome to my domain. I'm Archmage Vivian Zestra. To what do I owe the visit of a kid and a ghost?" Her voice melodiously echoed in the hall as Julius' legs trembled and his teeth clattered.

Despite the distance separating them, he felt the enormous life force exuded by the beautiful woman, scarring him witless.

As his legs were about to give in, a firm hand gripped him by the shoulder, stabilising his posture.

"I'm Adam, and I came here to borrow your archmage sigil." His firm tone reverberated across the room as he added, "State what you want in exchange."

In response, Vivian's smile reached her ears. However, her eyes turned ice cold. What kind of farce was played before her eyes?