The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1432

"You have shown us what you are capable of. You are indeed qualified to be Wayne's master," Olaf replied calmly to Ricky's inquiry.

His answer caused a stir among the crowd.

It became obvious that he had no intention of punishing Wayne.

The warriors started discussing with each other telepathically, unable to believe their own ears. "I can't believe that the Helian Clan is making a concession for an outsider."

"Ricky is, without doubt, the first casting master who has been recognized by the Short Human tribe."

"It was an impossible feat for anyone till date, but he has done it now. I don't think there will be another one who would be able to accomplish this."

"But I understand why they have come to this decision. Ricky is incredibly talented in both martial arts and casting. Besides, he has the support of the Misty South Palace. At this point, there is no way that the Short Human tribe can cause him harm. Since they can't lay a hand on him, they have no choice but to befriend him."

"You have created a stir. The Helian Clan has made a concession for you," the Dragon Intent Grass said.

"I'm just glad that they have taken this decision instead of going on a rampage," Ricky said with a sigh.

If he was being true to himself, Olaf would say that he didn't want members of his clan to learn casting from an outsider. After all, it concerned the reputation of his clan.

However, there was no way around this. He had to admit that Ricky had tremendous potential in casting.

Elder Deacon, Wayne's grandfather, who had wanted him dead at first, didn't feel the same anymore. He was grateful to Ricky for what he had done for his grandson.

"I appreciate your kind words, sir. Thank you very much," Ricky said with a slight bow.

Olaf gave him a curt nod, and then swiftly turned to the crowd. "The casting competition has come to a conclusion. The winners will be rewarded as promised tomorrow."

Inside the palace, Wayne was waiting for Ricky. When he saw his master, he exclaimed, "Master! You are just so awesome! I can't believe that you've already become a casting master at the Sage Level! You even defeated Kamari to become the number one casting genus in the Misty South!"

Wayne had been stressed out since he had taken Ricky as his master. After all, he had to face the pressure from the Helian Clan and the other forces following this decision.

But since it was his own decision, he had no regrets.

All he had to do was wait for Ricky to rise above everyone and prove himself to the Misty South.

But he had initially thought that it would take many years before his master could be recognized by the stubborn Helian Clan and the public.

Much to his surprise, Ricky proved himself worthy in such a short time. He was less than fifty years old, yet he had already become a casting master at the Sage Level. On top of that, he even beat the number one casting genius in the Misty South and took his place.

Wayne was no longer under any kind of pressure. By now, the other warriors were probably envious of him for being Ricky's disciple.

A smile appeared on Wayne's face. Ricky was destined to rise to much higher places.

"I'm glad that you're fine. I would have had to live with the guilt for the rest of my life if something had happened to you," Ricky said, feeling a wave of relief wash over him.

Hearing his words, Wayne smiled brightly. "Thank you for your concern, master," he said. "I couldn't feel any better than this."

After his talk with Wayne, Ricky began to adjust his breath. Since he had just become a casting master at the Sage Level, he would have to spend much time on adjusting and comprehending for days to come.

The next day, Olaf led Ricky to the ancestral land of the Helian Clan alone.

"Sir, to be honest with you, I didn't think that you would really allow me to enter your ancestral land," Ricky said, his voice filled with curiosity.

'Even if the Helian Clan wanted to befriend me, I didn't think they would willfully allow me to set foot in their ancestral land to cultivate for three months. They must have something on their minds, ' he pondered.