Deva Wizard: The Great Xian in King Arthur's Realm

After that guy walked out of Merlin’s house, the first thing the villagers saw was his flawless body. It was beyond the definition of a miracle. Even the alchemists would never be able to do this. But this kid did it.

They were shouting in joy; some were speechless and embracing each other. A lot of happy tears were shed from their eyes.

The praise for Merlin continued getting louder. Some people even got down on the ground to pray and babble that Merlin was a god from heaven.

After seeing light in the dark, their hearts were filled with bliss.

The village’s headman did not waste any time to quickly follow Merlin’s command. He walked through the crowd of villagers hugging and crying.

Merlin gave some of the potions as the cure for the infected ones and some as a stock for the future.

This potion had not been named yet; but its ability to cure the crystal disease made it the scariest medicine in the medicine world because, in the present time, there was still nobody who could come up with the treatment of this disease.

The ones who got infected with the crystal disease had only one choice: death. If someone had it, he or she had to prepare for one’s fate.

The potions that could cure this disease were surely valuable. But Merlin chose to give them to this village without wanting anything in return.

Therefore, his identity was now the saint of this village.

The day after the headman received and dispensed the potions, people were miraculously cured. The praise got louder and louder.

Merlin stayed in his house for a whole day. Without his orders, nobody dared to interrupt him.

He stayed in to review his knowledge and tried to understand this. Although Lemegeton Eye could remember every step, it was just memorizing.

So, Merlin had to work on all the advancements by himself.

A few days later, Merlin ordered everyone in the village to gather in the yard.

Merlin stepped out of the house with two hands clasped behind. His back and face were still straight exuding such a majestic aura.

He walked to the center of the yard and waved to gently tell them to step back.

“Step out of this area.”

The villagers receded as he ordered, leaving behind only Merlin standing in the yard.

The boy clenched his fist and punched it off the ground.

The punch wrapped in Xian vital essence created a seven-meter-wide hole in the land.

Merlin flew up in the air and looked down with calm eyes. His aura felt like that of gods.

Suddenly, he moved his fingertips; innumerable Sword vital essence appeared and drilled the ground where the hole lay.

The powerful Sword vital essence penetrated through a hundred meters of the ground below.

And shortly after, there appeared groundwater.

“Show yourself, magical cloak,” Merlin said monotonously.

The cloak showed up on his back floating in the air.

Merlin raised his hands up and slowly drew them through the air.

Tons of magical alphabets came out like a river; magical power flow was gushing rapidly around Merlin.

“Condense.” As soon as he said that, those alphabets turned into magical hoops.

Blue magical hoops started appearing continually. Every time each hoop showed it brought about waves that gave people chills.

A large number of blue magical hoops were flying in the air.

Merlin stayed at the same place. His hands were still waving, sweeping all those hoops and changing their directions as he wanted.

Those hoops were woven into one huge intricate magical hoop.

Merlin’s face was soaked in sweat because making a complex hoop was not an easy thing to do. Without skills and mastery, it would be impossible to make.

The villagers watched his actions with fascination; it was the first time that they saw how an alphabet user worked. The loud praise sounded constantly.

The intricate magical hoop oozed powerful energy; its aura was fearsome.

Even though the villagers did not know what Merlin was doing, they were sure that it had to be something marvelous.

After a while, the intricate hoop was complete.

The gigantic magical hoop was moved to cover the groundwater well that Merlin had dug.

BANG!

Suddenly, golden particles flew up from the well.

Merlin smiled satisfactorily when the sacred well was filled with the power of his light element.

“I made this sacred well to alleviate your sicknesses. It is needless to describe its ability. Just drink the water from this well, poisons, and diseases will have no effects on you all.” Merlin said in a calm and gentle voice.

All of a sudden, all the villagers kneeled and thanked Merlin over and over.

Merlin was praised as the village’s saint.

Merlin did not care about that. He had experienced this kind of situation several times in the past, so he knew how to let go when facing it again.

In fact, Merlin did this act of kindness out of pity. But another reason was that he wanted to test his skills.

There were still so many things that Merlin needed to learn in this world.

There were still a lot of things for Merlin to get through in the future; thus, he had to harvest as much knowledge and experience as he could.

A number of villagers brought Merlin food and valuable belongings, but he refused to take them. He did not take anything back with him.

After the crystal-disease-curing mission was successful, Merlin left the village. He left without giving his name or any traces but the potions and the well that he made.

Many people were sad because they never knew Merlin’s name while some had asked his name before but the only answer they got was silence.

The fact that Merlin did not answer was the answer.

The villagers were downhearted for never having a chance to repay him.

Therefore, his identity was an honorable saint in people’s minds; the glorification sounded in every house.

Not long after Merlin left the village, gratefully, they were united in spirit to build a monument for Merlin.

They made that sculpture out of stone. It was a mysterious boy wearing a white cloak and a white mask covering his face.

Despite not knowing his name or his real face, they could remember the face and the manners of their benefactor clearly.

They set it in a good area. And on the day that they put it there, a miracle happened. Golden particles burst out of the well like fireflies. When sunlight met the water surface, there appeared colorful reflections.

All the villagers believed that this was a miracle—something supernatural.

Thus, they named the well, “The Young Saint’s Sacred Well.”