Chapter 23: Golden Female Statue
"I'm sorry, but he's a pain in the ass."

"But come to think of it, he has more talent in one finger than most of us have in our entire bodies combined."

"It's a pity that he has a bad temper and a worrying moral character."

Kalista smiled knowingly: "I have met this type of person before. However, if he hadn't come to my rescue, I would have died on the spot."

Tyrus shook his head:
"He shouldn't have performed those magics. Although he has the ability to absorb the essence of magic, he is greedy and impatient. He lacks the knowledge of rune forms and is completely incapable of safely controlling this power."

Tyrus wanted to say something else, but suddenly he heard a commotion not far away.

He gave Callista an apologetic look: "I may have to excuse myself."

Kalista turned her head and saw someone lying on the deck, holding his chest, and Ryze was standing beside him, cursing something excitedly.

Seeing this, she smiled silently.

Just as Tyrus said, this rune mage who sounds very talented actually has a weird temper.

at this time.

In a trance, Kalista's eyes seemed to catch a glimpse of a faint golden light.

That should be the sunlight reflecting off some metal object.

Look in the direction of the light.

The moment her eyes fell on it, she was stunned.

The golden light came from the highest point of the bow.

There, stands a heroic golden female statue. Its image is unique and sacred, with an elegant and slender figure, arms outstretched behind, overlooking the sea.

The melodious echo unconsciously resurfaced in her mind - "The blonde in the sea will lead the way for you."

"Oh my god, his name is Ryze."

"Lightning magic, why not just change the name to Rez."

"The ancient Greek god of thunder and lightning!"

"Tsk, what's the big deal? In the battle just now, it was obvious that Master Tyrus's magic was stronger."

"Do you understand the value of 30 years in the east, 30 years in the west? Believe it or not, if this kind of talent is given some time, he can defeat all the magicians of the older generation."

"It's a pity that he has such bad character. How could he be so arrogant and rude to his master?"

"Normal. Without a bit of arrogance and temper, how can one be called a genius?"

"But he saved Sister Ka, so he is exempt from criticism for now."

"The blonde in the sea is actually referring to the figurehead. The prophet Soraka is simply amazing. Both of her predictions were so accurate!"

"You said he was a liar before, but now you believe him? Does it hurt when you got hit on the face?"

"(囧), I am guilty, I deserve to die!"

"When I saw the golden statue of a woman, I knew it all."

"On this ship, apart from Explorer Tyrus, I can't find another person who might know the answer to the white mist."

"During the meal, I talked to him again for a long time and asked him about the relevant information in a roundabout way."

"But he just played dumb and avoided answering my questions."

"He said he was just an explorer from a remote area who collected artifacts and magical items from all over the world for protection, and he couldn't solve the mystery of the white fog."

"This argument obviously doesn't convince me."

"Whether it is the luxurious clothes he wears or the exquisite silver tableware on the ship, they all prove that he is of extraordinary status. These things cannot deceive people."

"But out of courtesy, I can't just expose his lies directly."

"So I came clean and said I was looking for Fukumitsu Island."

"He shook his head, smiled and said: Fukumitsu Island is just a legend."

"I persisted, determined that Fukumitsu Island was hidden in the white fog."

“After my emotional and logical entreaties, he was finally moved.”

“He told me sincerely.”

"In fact, he had already seen through my identity as Princess Kamavia. He knew that our country was warlike and thought that I was looking for the Blessed Island with the intention of conquering it."

“After learning about his concerns, I became more sincere.”

"To be frank: we are not here to fight, but to save the queen who is tortured by poison."

"But he still feels very embarrassed."

""In desperation, I could only bring out my last hope and tell him that it was the prophet Soraka who guided me to seek help from the blonde in the sea.""

"Tyrus was very surprised."

“He said that the creature I described had appeared in the legends of many cultures around the world.”

“He seemed to have great respect for Soraka. After I promised him that I would never reveal the secrets of the Blessed Isles, he finally agreed to take me to the island.”

"This old Deng is really hard to deal with."

"Yeah, you're lying with your eyes open. If you come from a poor and remote place, where do you get the money to travel around the world?"

"Besides, he also knows magic. I think something as advanced as magic must be something that only the upper class nobles have the money and the means to learn."

"It depends on talent, right? In those barren places, there might be a chance that some innate magical holy body will be born."

"I agree, maybe Rez is it!"

"Interestingly, on the way to the Blessed Isles, I had a very pleasant conversation with the young rune mage."

"He told me a lot of information, such as the white mist outside the Blessed Light Island is called the Holy Mist, which is an ancient protective magic that requires a waystone to enter."

"He also said that he hoped to visit Kamavia one day."

"He felt that he would be cherished and respected there, instead of being strictly guarded and disciplined by Tyrus like he is now."

"He seemed very dissatisfied with his master. When he said these words to me, he pointed his chin at Tyrus."

““He said: He came from a village in the northern wilderness, but the place was too small to accommodate him, so he ran away alone to make a living.”

"Out there, he learned how to fight, how to hunt, how to take care of himself, and even worked as a mercenary in the desert for a while."

"Until he discovered he had a special gift that allowed him to get into places he wasn't supposed to be."

"So he left the mercenary organization and went to those rich places to make a lot of money."

"He said he was trying to make a living, but he was actually a thief." "Then one day, he spotted a merchant ship at the dock. The owner of the ship was Tyrus."

"He was backed into a corner and forced to use runic magic."

"Tyrus was very surprised and did not blame him for stealing. Instead, he saw his talent and accepted him as his disciple."

"At first he was very excited because he could travel around the world with Tyrus, and he thought this master would teach him powerful magical skills."

"But everything failed to go as planned. Tyrus only asked him to focus on magic theory, saying that he was not qualified to manipulate magic."

"He was very angry, thinking that Tyrus was jealous that he could awaken rune magic at will, while he had to use magic runes to achieve it."

“He felt that Tyrus had no vision and could not see his potential.”

"I can see that he has a lot of resentment and anger in his heart. His previous disrespectful behavior towards Tyrus was rooted in this."

"Later, I asked him if he knew anything about the Water of Life."

"He said it was just a fairy tale, that I was wasting my time, and that I should go back as soon as possible, and that the man who sent me was a complete idiot."

"I certainly won't allow him to be so disrespectful to our king. I warned him sternly."

"But he continued to ridicule me and told me that I was a fool to go to sea as ordered."

"He is indeed an arrogant and conceited person."

"I was so angry that I gave him a little punishment. He looked at me angrily and then turned away."

"We parted on bad terms."

"I didn't expect Ryze to have such an extreme personality. This is no longer just youthful recklessness, this is psychological distortion."

"I guess he's a villain. He looks arrogant on the outside, but he's dark on the inside. He'd probably do anything to pursue magical power."

"In fact, we can tell from his attitude towards Tyrus that if a person has bad conduct, no matter how talented and capable he is, he will only be despised by others."

"Damn, he was originally saying that he saved Sister Ka and was exempt from criticism, but now he's going to turn evil?"

"Oh, I waited for nothing. I thought he could become Sister Ka's fighting partner."

Just when the audience was talking a lot.

Stage contestant seats.

Drop, drop, drop——

A countdown reminder began to sound on everyone's tablet screen.

[Note: Today's competition is about to end, and the progress of the work has been automatically saved. Please stop writing within 30 seconds, tidy up the items on the table and leave.]
Su Xinghe, who was sitting in the back row, looked at the paragraphs he had just written and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he let out a long sigh.

After inserting the stylus into the groove on the desktop, he stood up from his chair, yawned, and stretched.

"Ha~ My hands are so sore. I feel like my bones are going to fall apart after sitting there all day."

At this time, the live camera had not been turned off. Seeing this scene, the audience began to type on their keyboards and make fun of it.

"You didn't say your brain was tired, but your hands were sore?"

"You've been writing for a whole day. Do you think you can just sit down and rest? Why don't you try it?"

"I am a high school student. I sit in the classroom from 6 am to 11 pm, writing non-stop. Why don't I feel tired?"

"You are a high school student, Su Dada is a college student. Haven't you heard of crispy college students? Hahaha."

"See, I told you he had a system, otherwise how could he finish writing so relaxed?"

"Hey, other contestants become gloomy and scratch their heads after writing for a while, but Su Dada didn't feel anything the whole time. Can the organizers increase the intensity a little? I want to see Su Dada sweating profusely!"

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Thirty seconds passed quickly.

After today's competition ended, the host Sa Xiaoning came on stage and invited all 100 contestants to the front of the stage.

"First of all, let us congratulate all the contestants for successfully completing today's writing task."

"After working hard all day, I believe you have all made good progress."

“Before leaving the stage, I would like to randomly invite a few contestants to talk about their creative feelings today.”

at this time.

Each live broadcast room was replaced by the main camera screen, and the lens scanned the faces of the 100 contestants one by one.

Some people looked tired, some had confused eyes, and they seemed to be immersed in the world of their own works, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

Only Su Xinghe looked like a curious baby, his eyes revealing a hint of clear stupidity as he looked left and right.

"Puchi. I am dying of laughter. What is Su Dada doing?"

"Why is he drooling over the braised pork printed on someone else's clothes?"

"Let him go now. He hasn't eaten for a day. Look, the child is starving (covering his mouth and laughing)."

"Alas, human beings do not share the same joys and sorrows. Geniuses are indeed always different from others."

Sa Xiaoning's eyes lit up, and of course he noticed Su Xinghe, who stood out from the crowd.

This popular dark horse will definitely be included in the post-match interview.

But thinking this in his mind, he still handed the microphone to a contestant next to him.

The number on the nameplate on his chest was 54, but he was still confused.

"Contestant Li Dong, can I ask how you understand the theme of this round of competition, 'Infatuated Heartbroken Man'? What special ideas did you have when you were conceiving it?"

"what?"

He was a little nervous and his head was buzzing.

"Don't be nervous, just talk about your feelings casually." Sa Xiaoning comforted.

"Well, I used to lock myself in a small dark room to create. I'm not used to this kind of live broadcast on stage."

"I feel that this theme should be about the longing between a young man and a young woman for each other. I have written something similar before, so I will write it again based on that idea."

"As for any special ideas, it seems I don't have any."

"Do you have the confidence to win this round?"

(End of this chapter)