All Chapters of From Blade To Spell: Chapter 151
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Wizard Level 51
Aaron had consumed a total of 20.5 million experience points to learn all the spells. His focus was on perfecting them, especially those up to Tier 4. As for Tier 5 spells, their cost was staggering; each level of proficiency demanded 10 million points. He decided to postpone their refinement for now.Instead, he invested 2.5 million experience points to perfect his lower-tier spells. By the time he finished, dawn had already broken, the start of a new day.Aaron sat upright, his senses sharper than ever. His perception had grown so keen that he could see the world in exquisite detail: tiny insects crawling along the walls, birds gliding far above, every movement crystal clear.He drew a deep breath, calming his mind, and then checked his remaining resources. 50.5 million experience points remained. He considered carefully.“I’ll save it, for emergencies.”Yet another thought stirred within him. If he managed to gather 5 million more experience points, he could elevate his Knight leve
Stella
As soon as Flafer finished speaking, the Redemption Hall began to tremble. Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, the massive building shimmered, and vanished in the blink of an eye. Confusion rippled through the people, their faces pale with disbelief.At that moment, several figures appeared, hovering in the air. They were old, but the dangerous aura radiating from them made the crowd shiver in fear.Karuma, the elder in red robes, spoke with worry etched across his face. “How could this happen?”Katora’s eyes gleamed with amazement. “The sage’s records were true. We dismissed them as a hoax, who could predict fifty thousand years into the future?”Blue’s voice was calm, but heavy. “Indeed. But do any of you have ideas about what comes next?”Mary shook her head. “I don’t know. But one thing is certain, the Teacher will return. And when he does, we cannot know how we will die.”Katora sneered. “Hmph. The Teacher’s soul body couldn’t leave on its own. Someone must have given him the c
Stella 2
Her words hung heavy in the air. Then she continued, her voice colder still:“By the way, Makaret’s mentor is no ordinary figure, he is a Demi-God realm, a Tier 9 existence. Even if you die, your souls will be dragged out of hell itself, and he will toy with them as he pleases. The length of your torment will depend on the depth of the karma that stains your souls.” The four elders stiffened, their faces paling. Stella’s words were not mere threats, they were a reminder of the inescapable fate awaiting those who had committed unforgivable sins.Aaron turned to the Rose Guards. “Melina, come with me. It’s time to solve your problem with the royal palace.”Melina bowed solemnly. “Yes, Lord Aaron. But… won’t this bring you trouble?”Aaron shook his head. "No trouble. Let’s go, we shouldn’t waste time.”She followed behind him, obedient and resolute.Aaron suddenly stopped, weaving a spell. The Tier 3 Feather Fall consumed 70 Mana Points, and his body grew light as air. He cast the spel
Stella 3
Melina was stunned when she realized Stella had lived for at least a hundred thousand years. Compared to her own youth, Stella’s timeless beauty filled her with envy.Aaron, however, looked troubled. “Miss Stella, please get up. Don’t embarrass me. I have no interest in alchemy at all.”But Stella shook her head firmly. “No, Master Aaron. Unless you accept me as your apprentice, I will not rise.”Aaron sighed, conflicted. He knew the truth, alchemy was costly. Each recipe demanded vast amounts of experience points:- Tier 3 recipes: 100,000 points to learn, 400,000 to perfect.- Tier 4 recipes: 5 million points. - Tier 5 recipes: 10 million points.- Tier 6 recipes: 100 million points. - Tier 7 recipes: a staggering 1 billion points.Just thinking about it chilled him. Yet Stella was a Tier 7 powerhouse, with a hundred thousand years of knowledge. Refusing her outright might waste an opportunity.After a moment’s thought, Aaron said, “Miss Stella, I can agree. But you must not ask m
Molard
Within the grand halls of Duke Alaric’s Castle, the Duke sat with a gloomy expression, eyes fixed on the report before him. Less than a month had passed, yet Aaron had already recruited a team of Great Knights under his command.Worse still, the report revealed that Aaron hadn’t even bothered to visit Alaric’s men, he had dismissed them without allowing them to reach the Green Fort.Alaric’s face darkened. In twenty years as Duke, never had his people been treated with such disregard. Wherever his entourage went, even Duke Theodore’s territory had shown respect. But Aaron… Aaron had humiliated him. His voice turned cold. “Grandpa Moria, summon Commander Molard.”“Yes, Master.” Moria replied respectfully.Fortunately, Commander Molard had returned to Starfall City that very day, fresh from patrolling the borders and slaying monsters along the way.Moments later, a man clad in iron armor from head to toe entered the chamber. He knelt on one knee. “Lord Alaric, please give me your order
A Fateful Encounter
After healing them both, Edrin introduced softly, “Aaron, this is my wife, Emily.”Aaron inclined his head politely. “Hello, Miss Emily.”Emily smiled warmly. “Sir Aaron, it’s good to meet you. For once, Edrin has made a good friend.”Edrin gave a hollow laugh, while Aaron simply smiled. Then his tone grew serious. “We’ll talk later. First, I want to know why they tried to capture you both.”Edrin and Emily nodded silently.At that moment, Melina stepped closer, her sword still in hand. “Lord Aaron, do you want me to force their confession?”Aaron thought briefly, then shook his head. “No need.”His gaze swept over the soldiers. “Who is your commander?”The men exchanged nervous looks, then all turned toward a figure clad in full iron armor.Aaron’s eyes narrowed. With a wave of his hand, the vines he controlled surged forward, dragging the armored man before him.Aaron studied the iron helmet, then raised his hand. With Mage Hands, he removed it effortlessly.As he did, a realization
Reason
Aaron raised his finger, and a fireball shot forth.Moria reacted instantly, shoving Alaric aside. The fireball exploded against the wall, shattering stone. Dust and debris rained down.Alaric’s composure shattered. His face twisted with terror as he looked at Moria. “G… Grandpa M… Moria… what kind of sorcery is Aaron using?"Moria had lost his composure. His wrinkled face was etched with deep worry as he muttered, “If I am not wrong… Aaron may have become the mysterious wizard. And I have a very bad feeling.”At that moment, Aaron’s voice thundered across the castle grounds, echoing for all to hear: “Duke Alaric, tell me why you captured my friends. If you cannot give me a valid reason, then from today onward I will wipe out you and your entire family from the Verdia Kingdom.”The words rang with arrogance to those listening. Both Alaric and Moria felt the sting of insult. Anger surged in Alaric’s chest, though he forced himself to remain calm.With a treacherous smile, Alaric rose.
To Raven Shore
Aaron thought for a moment before speaking. “Melina, there is a change of plans. We will head to the Riverbend Kingdom first. You all will settle there for a day or two while I deal with personal matters. Then we’ll return to Verdia Kingdom to resolve your affairs.”Melina bowed her head respectfully. “Lord Aaron, please handle your personal matters first. Mine can wait."Aaron nodded. “Alright. Let’s hire a boat.”Edrin interjected with concern. “Aaron, I don’t think any boat will be going to Raven Shore right now. It’s already the sixteenth day of the month. The boatmen won’t risk traveling, portals might appear, and the undead could attack.”Aaron smiled faintly. “Don’t worry, Edrin. The undead won’t attack anymore. Can you find someone willing to sell us a boat?”Edrin hesitated. “We can go to Venti. He might be the only one willing to give us a boat. But we’ll need to recruit a crew.”Aaron shook his head. “No need for a crew. Just a small boat will do. Do you know the way to Rav
Grey Town
Augustine’s eyes gleamed with ambition. If I could secure these ores…He envisioned the possibilities. With proper mining and refinement, he could form an archer corps armed with Exploding Stones. Trained well, such a force could annihilate enemy soldiers with ease, breaking through ranks that even traditional cavalry or infantry could not.The thought sent a thrill through him. This discovery was not just a weapon, it was a potential game-changer in the balance of power across the kingdom.Maria entered the chamber quietly, finding her father lost in thought, his gaze fixed on the reports before him. She stepped closer and asked softly, “Father, what are you thinking about?”Augustine looked up, forcing a gentle smile.“Nothing, my dear.” He paused, then asked, “Maria, are you not training today?”Maria shook her head firmly. “No way. Today I’m going to rest. I’ll resume training tomorrow.”Her voice carried determination. Since the day she had been kidnapped, Maria had trained relen
Baron Alfred
Baron Alfred rushed toward the gate, his eldest son Rokan close behind.What they saw left them stunned, the guards had spoken the truth. The soldiers were not storming the castle anymore; instead, they had surrounded a single man who held Viscount Dorain by the neck as though he were nothing more than a child’s toy.Alfred and Rokan exchanged puzzled glances. Who was this man? And why was he helping them?Suddenly, five arrows whistled through the air, aimed directly at the stranger. Yet before they could strike, they shattered against an invisible wall.Alfred blinked in disbelief. “Rokan… did you see that? Or are my eyes playing tricks on me?”Rokan swallowed hard, his voice trembling. “Father, it’s as you said. I saw it too. But how can such a thing be possible?”Alfred’s mind raced. Then, a memory surfaced. “Ah! I remember Baron Toker once spoke of wizards, men who wield mysterious powers. They conjure fireballs, heal the dying, even raise the dead. But they rarely involve themse