Versatile Mage Novel - Chapter 1796
Chapter 1796: The Red Cardinal, Asura
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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The Sacred Snow Mountain in the Alps…
The mountain resembled a lake of snow, with several buildings emanating warm golden glows amid the blizzard, distributed orderly across the place in a dignified manner.
The blizzard lasted throughout the night. A few servants were walking through the thick snow, holding ancient lamps. They had finished their work for the day after cleaning the halls. It was time for them to return to their warm little huts and light up the furnaces there for a comfortable night’s sleep.
The Holy Judgment Court went to sleep as soon as those old servants went to bed. Not a single patrol was visible, since not many people in the world would dare to stir any trouble here. The Holy Judgment Court was the supreme existence, above the Magic Associations of the Five Continents!
The sound of steady footsteps shuffling was audible after the midnight bell struck. Many Holy Court Mages heard the footsteps, but they were not too concerned about it. Those aged servants always left their belongings behind. It was unnecessary for them to sacrifice their sleep for trivial matters.
The dungeon of the Holy Judgment Court was facing the direction the sun normally set. It was also where the footsteps had stopped.
Deep inside the dungeon was a cell Sealed by seven layers of magic formations. There was no electricity there, and only a few oil lamps were lit. The dim light only reached a short distance away. The cell was shrouded in darkness.
The long corridor was empty, holding only a few rocks at most.
At the end of the corridor was the cell with seven layers of magic Formations around it. The cell wall was made of wooden logs an arm wide. The logs were less than seven centimeters apart, with a simple wooden door, yet despite how simple the cell was, no one had ever escaped from it.
“Who’s there!?” a young voice came from the cell.
Ta! Ta! Ta! A pair of heels tapped rhythmically on the floor. A slim figure was approaching the cell through the long corridor.
The oil lamps only outlined her. The young man in the cell was starting to feel uneasy. He seemed to have recognized the person approaching the cell, but how could she possibly be here? He was in the dungeon of the Holy Judgment Court, the exact place everyone in the world wanted to lock that person in.
But she had come to the place on her own instead, strolling in so casually. Even the Cold Prince felt like yelling at the top of his lungs, ready to tell the Holy Court Mages that the scariest Red Cardinal was right in their territory. Hurry up and catch her!
“You don’t seem to be happy to see me?” The woman in heels grabbed a wooden stool nearby that the Holy Court Mages usually sat on while interrogating the prisoner in the cell. She crossed her legs and leaned backward, the picture of relaxation.
“I don’t think you’re here to save me. Your subordinate killed my most beloved woman!” the Cold Prince snarled.
“Blue Bat is one of the disciples I’m very proud of,” Salan agreed.
“How did you get in here? This is the Holy Judgment Court!” the Cold Prince could not help but ask.
The Cold Prince did have a little glimpse of hope in his heart. If the Red Cardinal could sneak into the dungeon of the Holy Judgment Court like a phantom, didn’t that also mean she could help him escape!?
“The maid serving Herr Casa happens to be one of mine, too. The Holy Judgment Court coincidentally left her here,” Salan informed him.
“Humph, is there any limit to your boldness?” the Cold Prince snorted.
“Who’s the Supreme Pontiff?” Salan asked.
“Do you think I’m going to tell you?” the Cold Prince chuckled.
“In return, I’ll rescue you from this place,” Salan seemed to have come prepared.
The Cold Prince’s eyes glittered. As he thought, Salan was capable of getting him out of this place!
The Cold Prince felt like he was going mad after being interrogated every day by the Holy Court Mages, who had almost lost all their teeth from age. He would rather die or leave this place!
“Can you really get me out of here?” the Cold Prince blurted out excitedly.
“I need the Supreme Pontiff’s name,” Salan repeated.
“I don’t know his name, but I have a way to find it out. I’ll give you the name if you can get me out of here. Salan, if you really want to know who the Supreme Pontiff is, you must save me from this place. I’m the only one that can help you find who the Supreme Pontiff is!” the Cold Prince said.
Salan smiled. “I know that. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be here. Wait a few more days; you’ll see the sunlight again soon.”
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Mo Fan held onto the mysterious crystal and returned to the Pearl Institute with the rest of the students.
Mo Fan was just about to leave to bring the crystal to Lingling and have her inspect it when someone started banging on his door.
Mo Fan opened the door and saw Zhao Manyan standing outside.
“Where the hell have you been!?” Zhao Manyan snapped.
“It’s hard to explain. What is it?” Mo Fan asked blandly.
“Something serious! Haven’t you heard about the serious incident that happened!?” Zhao Manyan yelled.
“Oh, I was deep in the mountains. So, what exactly happened? Was there a new Forbidden Mage, or did a Forbidden Mage pass away? Let’s hope the Heavens are a better place than our world,” Mo Fan raised his brows cluelessly.
“Oh my, you really are clueless! It was a Red Cardinal, a Red Cardinal was caught!” Zhao Manyan blurted out.
“Salan?” Mo Fan was startled.
“It’s not Salan. It was a Red Cardinal in South America. The Red Cardinal was caught by the Holy Court Mages in Brazil and escorted to the Holy Judgment Court. Mo Fan, you’ve seriously done the whole world a favor!” Zhao Manyan exclaimed.
“Me? What does it have anything to do with me? I only caught the Cold Prince. How am I related to the Red Cardinal in Brazil?” Mo Fan was confused.
“Are you stupid? The Holy Judgment Court never caught a Red Cardinal after so many years, but they caught another one not long after you caught the Cold Prince. They must have gotten some useful information from the Cold Prince to track down the Red Cardinal in Brazil. You might not know this, but the Red Cardinal in Brazil is a maniac, too. The infamous Cursed Rainforest in Brazil was his doing!” Zhao Manyan told him.
“The Cursed Rainforest? I think we heard something like that when we were in Brazil. Wasn’t it a maze forest?” Mo Fan had to ask.
“Exactly! Around thirteen years ago, there was a primitive tribe in the Amazon Jungle called the Mikaels. When the safe zone shrank due to the invasion of the demon creatures, the government requested the Mikaels move down the Amazon River. It was quite a huge relocation in Brazil during that time, but when they passed by some rainforest, they ended up inside a Cursed Formation. Everyone that was part of the relocation died in the rainforest!
“Since then, the infamous name of the Red Cardinal responsible for it, Asura, had spread across South America. Even now, tormented spirits are still roaming the rainforest. They won’t leave for at least another thirty years!”
CREATORS’ THOUGHTS
XephiZ XephiZ
Well, I agree it is a thing that you look very ineffectual when a teenager catches a world-Class criminal and you cannot. Go Mo Fan!
Of course, if they think it was their own skill that did it, HAH…
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Chapter 1797: The Black Vatican’s Supreme Pontiff
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mo Fan was not familiar with the incident, but after seeing how thrilled Zhao Manyan was while explaining the incident to him, he believed it must have shocked the world.
Every Red Cardinal was guilty of monstrous crimes. If not, they would not be wanted by every organization in the world!
“That’s good news then! Isn’t it awesome that they caught the Red Cardinal of Brazil!?” Mo Fan asked.
“That’s right! Brazil is celebrating like they are having a festival. I bet the hatred in the Cursed Rainforest might finally dissipate by half,” Zhao Manyan agreed.
“It’s a pity that it wasn’t Salan. Otherwise, it would be like New Years in China!” Mo Fan exclaimed.
“Either way, it’s still a huge breakthrough! Two Red Cardinals have fallen into our hands. I bet even Salan has her tail between her legs now. She wouldn’t dare to do anything reckless,” Zhao Manyan proclaimed.
Mo Fan nodded. It was indeed great news for them. He wondered who the person that had caught the Red Cardinal of Brazil was!
“By the way, Jiang Shaoxu says she’s almost ready. She will be looking for the Totem Beasts together with us!” Zhao Manyan said.
“That fast?” Mo Fan murmured in amazement.
“Quick my ass, both you and Mu Bai have already achieved the Super Level! You will soon learn how to cast a Super Spell, but I’m still stuck with these useless spells like a bumpkin! How am I supposed to live like this!?” Zhao Manyan complained.
Zhao Manyan was obviously very eager, especially since Mu Bai had achieved the Super Level faster than him. He still could not let it go.
“Fine, we’ll set out after they are ready…” Mo Fan had just finished when someone else knocked on the door.
He bet Apas had leaked the news that he had returned to the Magic City. He would not even have a chance to catch his breath if people kept visiting him!
The door opened. A little beauty with ponytails stood there. Her head only reached Mo Fan’s jaw. Her petite figure gave him the urge to pick her up and pinch her face.
“Little Lingling!” Mo Fan opened his arms to give her a passionate hug.
Lingling already knew Mo Fan was going to take advantage of her. She nimbly crouched and deftly swept past under Mo Fan arms to go inside the room. Her adorable face had an indifferent look, as if she had been through all the vicissitudes of life.
“Hehe, you knew I had come back already?” Mo Fan smiled.
“Something serious happened, but the two of you don’t seem to have any clues yet?” Lingling looked at Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan.
“Oh, we do, Zhao Manyan just told me about it. Are you referring to the Red Cardinal of Brazil, Asura, being arrested? It’s definitely something worth celebrating. Should we pay our respect to the Holy Judgment Court by exterminating five kilograms of lobsters tonight?” Mo Fan was a little starved.
“That was three days ago,” Lingling said.
“So what happened today?” Mo Fan was surprised.
“I just heard it from my grandfather, the old Clergyman. Around five in the morning today, the Cold Prince escaped from the Holy Judgment Court’s dungeon!” Lingling said.
“The Cold Prince?” Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan were startled.
“He escaped!” Lingling repeated.
“F**k me, you’re telling me that little androgynous demon has escaped? Are the brains of the people from the Holy Judgment Court filled with pig dung? Didn’t they say they had the sturdiest prison in the world? That’s a Red Cardinal, the Cold Prince we worked so damn hard to catch, and now they let him escape? Screw the Holy Judgment Court!” Zhao Manyan cursed continuously. He almost smashed everything in front of him to the ground.
Zhao Manyan had been through the whole incident at Beijiang. Not only did the people who stayed at the Northguard Fortress fight against a Red Cardinal, they had fended off an entire kingdom of undead without any backup. They risked their lives to defend Beijiang and capture the Cold Prince alive. The Holy Judgment Court was shameless enough to demand China hand the Cold Prince over so they could claim the merits, but now the criminal had escaped!
“Lingling, can you explain what actually happened? I bet the Holy Judgment Court hasn’t disclosed the Cold Prince’s escape to the public yet, right?” Mo Fan frowned harshly.
“Correct, the Holy Court Mages haven’t disclosed it. I only heard something about it from my grandfather. I believe he wanted me to inform you. Around three days ago, the Red Cardinal of Brazil, Asura, was caught. On the same day, the Holy Court Mages sent more than half of their Holy Court Mages to escort Asura to the Holy Judgment Court in case something happened along the way. After all, the Black Vatican has infiltrated almost every organization. The journey was quite smooth, so they were able to escort the Red Cardinal into the Holy Judgment Court’s dungeon with ease,” Lingling said.
“What does that have anything to do with the Cold Prince’s escape?” Mo Fan was confused.
“That’s where the problem started. The trick that the Black Vatican used to help the Cold Prince escape was simply to… I don’t even know how to describe it. The truth is, the dungeon in which the Cold Prince was locked has seven layers of magic Formations. It’s easily the sturdiest cell in the dungeon. There’s no way to open it while it’s holding a criminal like the Cold Prince in custody. Only the Holy Judgment Court can open it,” Lingling said.
Mo Fan frowned. He instantly noticed where something could go wrong. He blurted out before Lingling could finish, “There’s another time when the cell will open: when they catch another Red Cardinal!”
“Exactly!” Lingling nodded. “The people of the Holy Judgment Court were only able to find Asura because the Cold Prince exposed his identity and whereabouts. The Seven-Layered Cell was the only safe place to lock up a Red Cardinal!”
“So Asura is still inside?” Mo Fan asked.
“He is, but the Cold Prince has escaped!”
“Trading one Red Cardinal for the other… is the Black Vatican out of their mind?” Zhao Manyan wondered.
Mo Fan shook his head and swore, “Unless the Cold Prince is a lot more important than the Red Cardinal of Brazil.”
“That’s true!” Zhao Manyan admitted.
“Why would they do that?” Mo Fan looked at Lingling. The girl must have noticed something.
“The Black Vatican was worried that the Cold Prince might leak some important information to the Holy Judgment Court when he was being interrogated. If they are willing to trade a Red Cardinal for the Cold Prince, it means the Cold Prince is extremely important to them… or perhaps, the Cold Prince might know who the mysterious Supreme Pontiff is!” Lingling said.
“The Black Vatican’s Supreme Pontiff!” Zhao Manyan exclaimed. The title itself was enough to send chills down a person’s spine.
The mastermind of the Black Vatican, above and behind the seven Red Cardinals: the Supreme Pontiff!
Even now, the Holy Judgment Court was still unsure the Supreme Pontiff actually existed!
