Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

Chapter 169 - 169: What! another werewolf

Jaegar's departure from the academy was shrouded in the silence of the night.

The dark corridors and stairwells stood empty, and he made his way out with no one to observe his exit.

For the next week, he had decided to spend time at the farmhouse of Angelina, training himself.

Once outside, he contemplated his mode of transportation. He knew he needed to reach Angelina's farmhouse, but it was already nighttime, so he opted to wait until dawn.

With a wave of his hand, Jaegar conjured a portal to the nearby town. He entered the magical gateway, disappeared from the academy grounds, and found a place to stay for the night.

The next morning, within the halls of Cledwarys Academy, Headmaster Ashfield inquired about Jaegar's whereabouts but was met with an empty room.

Pierre, having been privy to Jaegar's plans, informed Ashfield of his friend's intention to embark on a week-long journey.

Ashfield sighed in mild exasperation as he contemplated Jaegar's actions. He was becoming quite troublesome to deal with. He suspended so that he would stay here and reflect on himself instead, he went, and that too without anyone's permission.

Meanwhile, Jaegar hired a horse carriage in the town and provided the coachman with the farmhouse's location.

The journey ahead was a half-day trek from the town, and Jaegar settled into the carriage's cosy cushions. As the horse-drawn carriage set off on the winding road, Jaegar drifted off into a peaceful slumber, his mind filled with his own thoughts and the spell casting.

Lately, he has been practising the spells, trying different methods to use in the offence. And there was immemorial arts, the complex material he had come across.

Around midday, the horse-drawn carriage reached the town where Angelina lived. Her farm was nestled on the outskirts of the town, a place that Jaegar had visited many times before.

As the carriage arrived at its destination, Jaegar stepped out, feeling the warmth of the sun on his face. Stretching his limbs and yawning, he watched the carriage move away after giving the coachman his fare.

With a sense of anticipation and familiarity, Jaegar walked towards the entrance of Angelina's farmhouse. The rustic charm of the place, the comforting scent of nature, and the memories of past visits filled him with a sense of peace and belonging.

He was eager to reunite with Angelina.

Jaegar rang the bell several times, but there was no response. With a sense of concern growing, he decided to try the door, which opened easily. Frowning, he stepped inside the farmhouse and called out for Angelina, but there was no answer.

He explored the familiar spaces of the house, from room to room, but found no trace of her.

Jaegar's

Angelina's brow furrowed as she absorbed the information as he continued, "The emperor wanted to see his grandchildren all together, and I wanted to see what they were all like, so I came."

As Angelina fell into a contemplative silence, Bruna, Eradarin, and Ironshade suddenly grasped the full extent of Jaegar's background and connection to the imperial family. Realization dawned on them, and they stared at the young man, stunned.

Bruna, with an apologetic tone, spoke for all of them, "You are an imperial prince!"

"We apologize for our rudeness earlier." Only she was apologetic, and Ironshade was silently watching him.