CHAPTER 63: CHAPTER 60: RAIN OF ENLIGHTENMENT

People were not averse to this...

Humans naturally admire the strong. Although Andrew is young, since he could kill Hubert, he is undoubtedly a formidable force.

Now, everyone naturally looks up to him.

"But, it still feels incredible, this way of immediately arranging various matters and stabilizing the situation after taking down Hubert!"

Many people thought in their hearts.

Yet some couldn’t quite believe it: "Really going to take over Wildfire Town? Andrew? But he’s just a kid!"

Faced with Delin’s question and everyone’s eyes, Andrew did not deny it.

He nodded, seriously saying, "Yes, I will take over Wildfire Town next."

There was nothing to hide, as this was indeed the plan.

Clean up the aftermath and take over Wildfire Town.

Not starting the takeover tomorrow, not later, but starting now!

It wasn’t about power... Andrew didn’t have that concept in his mind at all.

It was a sense of duty and responsibility.

If he were to kill Hubert and then leave without a care, it wouldn’t bring any stability; in fact, it would throw Wildfire Town into chaos.

The fire extinguishing upgrade couldn’t just be about putting out fires without enhancing.

It couldn’t be only about destruction without reconstruction!

The Tear of the Water God—now the Water God Mark—had given him this unique identity as a Water Mage in the Flame Realm, so he should make good use of this ability.

At least starting with Wildfire Town, turning it into the first place in the Flame Realm without magic fires, no more lung burn injuries, and no more fear of magic flames!

And he himself would, in the process, gain a lot of fire extinguishing value, becoming stronger, and more confident to face more challenges in the Flame Realm.

"In fact, it’s not just me..."

Andrew thought, "Once ’Enlightenment’ is unlocked, maybe I can really lead everyone in extinguishing fires, getting stronger, building Wildfire Town better, and then perhaps really build a military force pointing at the Magic Guild?" But this is a more long-term matter, not urgent right now.

An Ya looked at Andrew, hesitating to speak.

"What is it? An Ya sis, just say it." Andrew knew his advantage lay in countering Fire Mages, but in terms of managing the territory, he actually had no experience and needed everyone’s help.

Therefore, listening to opinions was very important.

An Ya softly said, "We have no problem, we definitely support you. But, others might not."

In fact, An Ya’s original intention in coming to find Andrew was just to clarify whether Andrew was the one who cured everyone at the inn.

If so, An Ya wanted to ask Andrew if she could bring patients suffering from lung injuries from nearby Baal Town and other towns in the Inner Sea Desert to Wildfire Town for Andrew’s treatment as soon as possible.

This was An Ya’s idea.

She didn’t think that just because the patients in the Living People Cemetery were healed, the matter was over, and the cemetery could be closed.

On the contrary, Andrew made her see a great possibility.

"If Andrew really wants to take over Wildfire Town, I will definitely support it wholeheartedly."

An Ya thought, "But, can it really be taken over smoothly?"

"Hmm?"

Andrew turned around to see that after Hubert’s death, the "Fire Wall Technique" that had originally enclosed the battlefield naturally disappeared.

So, a large crowd of townspeople gradually rushed to the scene.

"Oh my God."

The townspeople did not see the battle process, only saw Hubert dead.

At this moment, the reaction of the majority of the townspeople was not cheering and jubilating.

But fear.

"Fear, huh?" Andrew thought, "Yeah, it’s human nature! The people in the temporary camp before were also fearful at first. It wasn’t until Old Delin rallied them that they stood up to help me."

Andrew completely understood the fear of the townspeople.

The question is: how to handle it?

If it can be handled well, taking over Wildfire Town will be a natural result. But if not handled well... the idea of taking over would just be a meaningless fantasy.

Seen from above, the crowd was faintly divided into two groups.

One group was the townspeople of Wildfire Town gradually arriving at the scene, and the other was Andrew’s group.

Human nature doesn’t simply follow when you say ’follow me’.

The townspeople who didn’t fight alongside Andrew naturally wouldn’t trust him.

Fear and mistrust quickly fermented!

So very soon, such a scene unfolded—

The townspeople glared at Andrew and his group, voicing their accusations: "What have you done?"

"Are you crazy?"

"That was Grand Mage Hubert!"

"It’s over, you killed Grand Mage Hubert, the Magic Guild behind him will definitely retaliate!"

"Do you want to get all of us killed?!"

The townspeople began to blame Andrew and his group!

Alpha saw this and couldn’t help but curse, "What are you guys doing? We’ve helped you by taking down Hubert and his apprentices who bullied everyone! What are you saying? Do you know what gratitude is? Even if you don’t, don’t curse us!"

A middle-aged woman retorted harshly, "What? Who asked for your help? Is this help?

We just had to endure Hubert’s magic experiments, occasionally being beaten by Raymond once or twice, plus a few Desolate Beast Sand Tides a year... It was completely bearable, endurable.

At least we could live.

Now it’s really over, Grand Mage Hubert is dead, and the Magic Guild will never let it slide! We’re all going to be dragged to our graves with you!"

She burst into tears by the end.

Sofia watched the other woman and bit her lip. That woman’s feelings were exactly how Sofia felt when she initially rejected Andrew. Sofia recognized the middle-aged woman, knowing she also had children to feed, two of them.

So was she wrong? Sofia didn’t think so.

But was Andrew’s group wrong? Judging by the outcome, Hubert and his apprentices were indeed eliminated, and not one from their side was killed!

Seeing Wildfire Town’s townspeople, who hadn’t even argued when Hubert was alive, now seeming to split into two factions, blaming and even fighting each other after Hubert’s death...

Drip.

A townsperson, driven to hysteria by excessive fear, felt something cool on his face.

He instinctively raised his hand to touch it, then stood in a daze: "Is this... water?"

He lifted his face, gazing skyward.

Where the night sky stretched high and the stars sparkled.

A thin cloud floated overhead, and then gradually, water began to fall—

It was raining.

The raindrops pitter-pattered down, slightly sparse.

Yet gently soothed the fear in everyone’s hearts.

But how did it suddenly rain?

The Inner Sea Desert was extremely dry, with very few rains all year round.

According to the annual patterns, it was impossible for it to rain at this time.

And yet, rain it did!

The people felt that the rain didn’t just soothe their fears but seemed to bring something else with it.

Although nothing seemed to change, it was as if something was starting to root and sprout in their minds.

That feeling was very normal.

Because this rain was not a natural rain, but a magical rain.

Each rain drop, imbued with a water magic:

Enlightenment.