Chapter 105: I Can Drive

Chapter 105: I Can Drive

Louis helped the three Mages organize some books and pack their luggage. At the same time, the driver over there had already started the vehicle.

Kate noticed that five people would be a bit cramped and planned to ask the butler to arrange another car. But then she saw Louis open the driver’s side door and start talking with the driver.

Seeing that Louis seemed to want to drive, Kate was a little confused.

Louis blinked, got into the car, and said, “I can drive, come on in.”

Kate suddenly remembered something and opened her eyes a bit wider—no wonder strange things happened yesterday when they went to pick Louis up. It seems Louis was the one messing around!

She gave Louis an annoyed look, then flipped her hair and motioned for Ron and the others to sit in the back before getting into the passenger seat. She let Helen sit on her lap.

Louis quickly pulled back his hand, which had been touching Kate’s thigh.

“I can drive too, Louis,” Helen said, sitting on Kate’s lap and wiggling excitedly. “Let me try.”

“No driving for kids.”

“Hmph.”

Meanwhile, the driver Jim, after talking with Louis, stood outside the car looking completely bewildered as Louis started the engine.

Then Jim and the butler watched in astonishment as the car smoothly turned around and drove out of the Manor.

“So Mr. Louis drives often,” the butler said, very surprised.

Driver Jim shook his head numbly. They had come together just yesterday, and moments ago, Mr. Louis had asked him many questions about driving.

But it looked like he drove better than Jim did…

But did he see correctly earlier? It seemed Louis didn’t press the accelerator… He must have imagined it. Otherwise, how did the car move?

By the time the car left the Manor, Louis had pretty much figured it out. After fiddling for a bit, he stopped using the Magic assistance and smoothly took over the driving. Then, while chatting with everyone, he sped along the clear, open road.

The road was smooth, and the car was steady. Helen and Kate felt the wind from the windows and were excited.

The three Mages were also excited. As they flipped through their books, they recalled those past events that had nearly killed them—now, with these real Magic Spells, many things would be completely different.

In their excitement, the three told Louis a lot about their own experiences. They even brought out some trophies to show Kate and Helen.

“Werewolves? Are they the kind that get very big and black and furry at night?” Helen asked curiously, blinking her eyes.

Kate’s face suddenly turned red.

The three Mages looked at each other and shook their heads. “The one we encountered was very dark. It had a lot of fur, but it seemed it could get big anytime.”

Kate’s face turned even redder.

“Yes, yes! And it could turn into a shadow, disappear like a shadow, and then suddenly come out of someone else’s shadow!”

Helen blinked, feeling that didn’t sound like a werewolf.

She asked about the Vampire next. “Are they the gentlemen who like to drink blood?”

“She did bleed often,” Ron said, shaking his head.

“Yeah, right, covered in blood, not human-like,” Bach added, frowning. “With a long mouth, big horns on its head. Even after being cut into pieces, it could turn into a puddle of blood… and it wasn’t afraid of silver either.”

The three Mages started discussing eagerly. Helen suddenly felt she didn’t recognize the monsters the Mages were talking about. Louis’s expression grew even stranger. He glanced at Kate and Helen curiously playing with the horsewhip, teeth, and wolf finger. Finally, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Those weren’t a Headless Knight, a Vampire, or a Werewolf at all.

They were a Demon Knight, a Blood Demon about to become a Scarlet Enchantress, and a Shadow Wolf Demon!

These three fools had dealt with things that would make even the Holy Icon Tree’s Dark Magic Defense professor’s legs go weak with fear. Any one of them could plunge a small kingdom into desperate panic and leave behind an ancient horror tale—maybe even a movie a few hundred years later.

And when facing such creatures, these three guys weren’t any different from the townsfolk.

That they succeeded was practically legendary!

“How did you handle them?” Louis asked curiously.

“No matter how powerful a monster is, it has a weakness,” Ron said. “If you’re careful enough, you can find its fatal flaw and defeat it despite being weaker—that Vampire hid very well, but we eventually found its Blood Pool during the day. Luckily, our guesses and the old records we checked were correct. That let us secretly sprinkle some Potions, made from a Lunar Court formula, into the Blood Pool it was born from without it noticing…”

“Of course, it also took some courage and knowledge,” Bach said suddenly, pulling open his shirt to reveal a scary scar. “This is what the werewolf left me. Many people in that town were infected with the wolf plague. The Potion we made cured the Plague. But the bad part was, even after the Plague was gone, that werewolf was very clever.

In the end, we risked our lives and set a trap—when I called out its name in public that day, it tried to fight to the death. But it had already drunk the Lunar Court’s holy water, which meant it couldn’t turn into a shadow anymore and was very weak—still, even like that, it was incredibly strong and moved like a phantom. Nearly a dozen of us almost couldn’t hold it down. This is the scar it gave me.”

“But the most unforgettable was the Headless Knight. Bach, Ron,” Fermi said with a complicated expression. “Mr. Louis, we never imagined a hundred riflemen and so much explosives couldn’t finish it—it was almost immortal. Later, by checking the archives, we found it had some unresolved obsession. A Dark Wizard used that obsession to keep it wandering in this world.”

“After that, we found its head and its lover. Finally, in the lover’s mourning, it got lost in endless memories and was freed by us.”

Bach sighed. “By heaven’s grace, we had some fame, which gave people confidence to follow us against these Demons—whenever we chanted those Magic Spells, no matter how strong the enemy looked, everyone found endless courage and followed us to fight those terrifying monsters.”

“Sometimes people thought we were frauds too… but I think that won’t happen anymore. Magic is real. We’re not just theoretical Mages now. I think we can help people with even scarier problems.”

The three started discussing excitedly again. Helen listened with shining eyes, suddenly thinking these three were really amazing—from their descriptions, the professors at the academy probably couldn’t handle those monsters either.

Louis felt a bit emotional.

It was said the three of them had long been famous. They truly lived up to their reputation.

No wonder they were so highly regarded in the kingdom. Nobles felt honored to invite them as guests.

Louis also felt somewhat honored.

He was honored to be friends with these three fools.

They were indeed pitifully weak. The group of Wild Wizards they represented were indeed seen as beggars, ants by other Wizards.

But these people were much more capable than many Wizards.

And they had bigger dreams too.

That Wild Wizard (Magician) at the Train Station worked hard among the crowd to prove Magic existed, so his group wouldn’t just become a page in history.

And these three fools who couldn’t use Magic desperately kept the idea of Magic alive in people’s hearts through legends. They proved their theory this way—Magic hadn’t disappeared. Future generations should keep exploring this path.

True, they never successfully cast any Magic, but no matter how they dealt with those monsters back then, history books and legends written many years later would record their epic adventures with a line—Magic exists in this world.

“Mr. Louis, would you be interested in joining the Mage Association?” After some hesitation, the three finally couldn’t help asking.

Louis fell into thought.

The time wasn’t right yet.

“You must be joking, Sir Bach,” Louis said with a laugh. “I’m a Priest. I don’t know much about Magic, just a hobby—don’t look at me like that, Bach. You know we have rules.”

“Alright,” Bach said, a bit disappointed.

But Ron blinked. “Mr. Louis. I know the Moon Goddess’s clergy have rules. But several Priests from Holy Icon Tree have come over these past two months—I mean, if Holy Icon Tree doesn’t forbid you from taking on a side… ahem, club, it’s a club. If Holy Icon Tree doesn’t forbid you from joining some clubs, then it’s reasonable for a Priest to learn a bit about Magic, right?”

Ron’s words stirred up the conversation. The three Mages excitedly started discussing again, giving Louis all sorts of suggestions.

But Louis was completely baffled by what he heard.

“What did you just say? Holy Icon Tree Priests joined your Magic Enthusiasts Association?”

Helen also blinked. “That’s impossible!”