Chapter 1035: Request and Reward

Chapter 1035: Request and Reward



"Guardian of the Mystic Plane..." Parroting the words that left Mystia's mouth, Valyr pinched the skin between his eyebrows with a slight frown as the gears in his mind began to turn. "What am I going to be exactly? Your disciple? Or the Guardian?"

"Both, if possible," replied Mystia while Valyr continued to frown. "As you have Mystic Energy, you're already my disciple. However, it's still up to you if you want to become the Guardian of the Mystic Plane or not."

"What does being the Guardian of the Mystic Plane entail exactly, Miss Mystia?" asked the young man in response, only to say something else soon after. "Also, I haven't really agreed in becoming your disciple yet."

"And here I thought you did after asking all those questions so far," said Mystia with a slight chuckle, causing Valyr to slightly frown once again. "Then again, I did somewhat force the position unto you, but let's save that conversation for later."

"Going back to your previous question, the title of the position itself is quite self- explanatory," said Mystia with a calm expression. "The Guardian of the Mystic Plane is just that. You're the one who'll be defending the Mystic Plane from external foes."

"What kind of foes would I be up against?" asked Valyr, still unsure as to why Mystia chose him to take up the position.

"It depends," replied the woman as she sat on a nearby chair. Gesturing towards another chair for Valyr to sit on, she continued, "Most of the time, it'll be enemies from the other planes that want to eat the Mystic Plane up."

"Considering the size of the Mystic Plane, you'll only be fighting against foes that are around your rank. If they're hellbent on controlling the plane, they might send out a Rank 5 Epic, perhaps even a Legend."

"And if they're really hellbent on turning the plane into theirs, they'd send out an early Myth."

Processing the information Mystia gave him, Valyr gradually formed an image of the entire situation in his mind as he asked back, "If that's the case, why not choose someone at the peak of Rank 5 as the Guardian, then? Why not a Myth?"

"I'll only be able to tell you the true reason why if you're willing to accept becoming the Guardian," replied Mystia with a wry smile, to which Valyr nodded in understanding. "Though, part of the reason is because we want to catch the plane's foes off guard." "Well... what would I get if I agree?" asked Valyr in response, getting the feeling that the position Mystia was offering him wasn't as simple as it initially seemed.

"Well then. Now that you're officially my disciple, you must call me Teacher or Master from now on." Standing up to move closer to him, Mystia began to say a few words that caused the young man to slightly frown.

Noticing the change in his expression, she let out a bit of laughter once more before correcting herself. "I'm just kidding. You can call me whatever you want, but please don't use honorifics. I'm only in my late seventies, you know?"

"Really?" Hearing that Mystia was over 70 years old, a look of shock briefly appeared on

Valyr's face.

In his mind, he thought that the woman before him was only in her forties or fifties, considering how she was Vera's aunt.

But 70?

'She's almost as old as Noel,' thought the young man to himself, only to stop as he felt Mystia glaring daggers at him.

"Whatever you're thinking about, stop that," said Mystia, understanding the look Valyr was currently giving her.

Letting out a sigh of relief as the young man immediately followed her words, Mystia soon conjured a rift to her side, taking out a vial filled with viscous golden fluid from it before throwing it towards Valyr.

"To show how thankful I am that you accepted my request, here's the item I promised to give you for making sure Vera was able to leave the inheritance safely."

"Of course, there's still a couple of items I plan on giving you now that you're my disciple, but let's start with this one for now."

Ding!

[You have obtained the item: Constitution Refinement Elixir.]