Born Almighty Warrior novel Chapter 134

Casting skills honed by consistent and arduous trainings pulled Ricky to bring about an overwhelming victory against his famed enemies, Andrew and Ivan. They were by no means of weak stature; far from it, in fact, as they were hailed gifted in the field of magic. It was only unfortunate that they had faced an individual gushing with an unforeseeable amount of potential and talent, thus securing them a crushing defeat before Ricky's mercy.

The great achievement earned Ricky the promised reward of the Magic Spirit Stone and the start of his legend spreading all over the Casting City.

People of young and old marveled with eyes full of wonder upon hearing the tales of his accomplishments. Clearly driven with awe upon the news of his unrivaled strength, storytellers had begun singing odes of his adventures while taverns overflowed with numerous citizens who spoke of nothing but his venerated being.

His mysterious Pounding Skill became the main topic of the public's conversation. Furthermore, his acquisition of the Magic Spirit Stone spurred his reputation to quickly gain the title of a genius casting master.

The rising popularity magnetized curiosity and loathing to trail after Ricky's form wherever he went. As long as he continued to walk out of the Casting Guild, he was bound to a fate of gazes observing his every move. It would not be a surprise if he were to attract the attention of big organizations at some point, especially the ones who fostered malicious intents for him. He had an item that was deeply coveted, after all. Some men hired by elite families and groups were sure to come for him.

Privacy was a necessity that he no longer had; before long, Ricky's identity had been laid out in the open.

It became known that he was a disciple from the Snow Sect that possessed an incomplete spiritual meridian. A miracle to most, perhaps, given his formidable prowess that would have been deemed as a talk of mere fiction before.

Masses believed that Ricky must have gained an outwardly experience. Theories of him being instructed by an innate spirit or him receiving a rare magical treasure became their explanation for his burst of progress within such a short period of time. However, they had no basis to prove their musings, so they had only regressed into harboring an unquenchable thirst for more information regarding the fascinating life of Ricky.

It was an outcome that garnered varying forces to camp outside the house of the Casting Guild. Countless had grown greedy for additional knowledge on the man, and had opted to use their influence to even bribe some disciples of the guild for reliable data on him.

Soon, the inside network of the Casting Guild consisted of differing groups doing an undercover study of the celebrated figure. It was no exaggeration to say that Ricky was now living under everyone's prying eyes.

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A huddled group consisting of Ricky, Kayla and Elder Alexander, resided in the elder's room as they engaged in a discussion on Ricky's current predicament.

"Ricky, a lot of people are watching you closely outside. As you've probably noticed, some of them have strong backgrounds to be proud of, but you're clearly not afraid of them at all!" Elder Alexander said with a slight smile while he looked at Ricky meaningfully. No one would doubt a notable person if they were to grow afraid of their safety, but Ricky still wore an expression of calmness in response to his dilemma.

"Yes, Elder Alex. I know what they're doing, but I also can't burst into tears because of the fear they're imposing on me," he replied humbly.

"Why not? It's not shameful to cry,"

Kayla interrupted, her soft tone providing Ricky some sense of comfort. He nodded in acknowledgement and offered a grin of his own to her. She had already stopped from talking to him with malice laced in her voice; a sign that she had grown to lessen her dislike for him as opposed to the past.

"So, what do you plan to do next? You can't be as relaxed as before, with those malevolent guys hanging around,"

Elder Alexander asked.

"I'd like to cultivate in seclusion at your place for a while. You won't send me away, will you?"

Ricky stared at him, hoping fervently that he would allow it. It was his best choice for now. Although it was a little awkward to beg, he happily threw away his pride to gather enough courage in making the request.

He was aware that the moment he chose to step out of the Casting Guild, it would be the time he would die immediately. A coalition of skilled assassins was certainly waiting for him outside, and if they were his prime killers, his doom would surely be plausible.

Elder Alexander laughed, jolting him with his sudden, carefree behavior. "You want to cultivate here? Of course, you'd always be welcome! I'm more than pleased to let you stay. We can even discuss casting at any time!" He patted a hand at Ricky's back, expressing his outright joy and excitement for the lad.

He even wished that Ricky would choose to stay there forever!

"It's not for free, you know. You need to pay for it,"

Kayla said teasingly as she nudged an elbow to Ricky's side.

"Sure, no problem. I'll definitely pay," Ricky chuckled as he promised, taking the joke with a light heart. A brief pause permeated the atmosphere when Ricky fell silent. Knowing that he had something in mind, the duo waited until Ricky exclaimed, "Elder Alex, I'm afraid I have to ask you for another favor!"

He bowed his head in deference, his tightening fists curled in determination.

"Of course, please. I like you a lot so I'll be willing to help you in any way that I can. What can I do for you?"

Ricky's embarrassed look made him furrow his eyebrows in understanding, coaxing the boy to feel at ease in saying what he desired.

"Thank you so much, Elder Alex. I won't forget your help."

He thanked him gratefully in lieu of Elder Alexander's promise

and continued on, "Here's the thing… I was wondering if you can escort the master and the lady who came with me back to their place."

Kayla gaped at the presumptuous demand. "How dare you, Ricky! My master is the first elder of the Casting Guild, an honorable casting master of Spirit Level, and a powerful spiritual king! He is not a guard who's supposed to work for you!" She stood up in anger, pointing an accusing finger at Ricky as she denounced him. He flinched, cowering back at her screaming.

"Sit down, Kayla!"

Elder Alexander commanded, effectively cutting off her wrath.