Chapter 330: Transmigrators Are Not Something Rare

Translator: Lonelytree

In the small black room named “Court of Stars,” the light and shadow effects of the spell were ever-changing.

Not long after.

A clear image of a middle-aged man appeared.

It was the Lord of Rolling Stone Town, Mister Rheagar.

Matthew closed his eyes silently.

The room was silent for a while. Matthew mustered up his courage.

“I can explain.”

Isabelle encouraged him in a lively tone,

“There’s no need to explain. I’ve said it before. It’s your freedom to like whoever you like.”

Edmond said in surprise,

“Isn’t this the male lead in the crystal ball last time? He’s the lord of Rolling Stone Town. I remember that Matthew is his magic consultant.” Isabelle frowned.

“Is that so? Then it’s an office romance. That’s a little bad.”

Matthew hurriedly said,

“I only used Rheagar to practice my spellcasting!”

Isabelle turned to look at Edmond in confusion. “Is that what the youths call it these days? Spellcasting?”

Edmond shrugged.

“I’m sorry, Teacher. I’m also going through menopause. Of course, I don’t know what young people think.”

Isabelle squinted at him.

“You’re indeed going through menopause. Last time, I dropped a casual comment, and you are so petty that you remember it.”

Edmond pursed his lips and did not say anything. He only expressed his grievances in his eyes.

Alright, Matthew, I’ll say it again. You don’t have to explain too much. To a mage, these things are unimportant. At the very least, you still miss someone.

You must know that when I tested Edmond a hundred years ago…”

Isabelle said, and Edmond was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, she stopped halfway and changed the topic.

“In short, hobbies are not a big deal. According to the feedback from the spell, your body has a good acceptance for Patronus. This is very good. It will be very convenient for me to go in later.

In addition, your soul is several times stronger than an ordinary person’s. This should be because you’re a transmigrator. No wonder Ronan took a fancy to you.”

Hearing this.

Matthew trembled slightly.

He looked at Isabelle in shock and found that she was very calm.

Matthew glanced at Edmond again, and the white-robed mage only gave him a kind smile.

“What’s with your expression? Transmigrators are not rare. The crystal wall system of Aindor was like a brothel keeper who had been on the streets for 20 years, riddled with holes by all kinds of extraterrestrial visitors.”

Isabelle explained calmly.

Edmond added,

“There is no shortage of transmigrators in Aindor.

“In fact, the spell Isabelle is about to use, the Patronus, is also brought over by a transmigrator from another universe.

“This was a spell that was completely independent of the current plane rules of Aindor.

“All of our magical knowledge cannot explain this spell.

“Because of this, a brand new school of spells was born within the Alliance.

“Otherworld spells.

“It was undeniable that many transmigrators were very outstanding existences.

“Therefore, in the Age of Enlightenment, the early conservative gods even persecuted extraterrestrial visitors like you.

“However, when a person who transmigrated from the Icecrown Nebula became a god, everything was different.

“After that, several Divine Wars broke out in the Heaven Realm. The current structure of the Heavenly Palace was set in those wars.

“Unfortunately, the transmigrator who had become a god was betrayed by his subordinates in the last battle and eventually died.

“His body turned into a meteor and fell everywhere.

“Due to his unique authority, the fragments of these corpses had formed the spectacle of the Cloud Ruins after hitting Aindor.”

“Cloud Ruins?”

Matthew’s heart skipped a beat. Didn’t Lorraine pick up his divine persona from the ruins above the clouds?

He didn’t expect this to be related to a transmigrator.

Edmond probably knew that Matthew’s basic skills were not solid, so he explained further.

“In the history of the Alliance, there were 120 transmigrators. You are the 2121st.

“According to our rough estimation, in the past three thousand years, Aindor has welcomed nearly two thousand visitors from outer space. They have injected a lot of vitality into this land.

“However, due to their age and background, under the gaze of the gods, they did not appear to be more outstanding than the natives of Aindor.

“Of course, this is excluding the 120th transmigrator recorded by the Alliance.

“That person is the Calamity Mage.” At this point.

Isabelle suddenly added coldly,

“She’s different from ordinary transmigrators. She came to this world through another method!”

Matthew reacted quickly. “Was she here with her physical body?”

Isabelle nodded.

‘ More than 99% of transmigrators use their souls to transmigrate. This is a relatively simple and convenient method.

“After all, there were too many random factors in the Multiverse, and the soul domain even involved high-dimensional levels. It was quite common for accidental transmigration to happen.

“Usually, the soul of a transmigrator is very powerful.

“This was not because the process of transmigration made your soul stronger. It was because if your soul were not strong enough, your consciousness would have long been obliterated in the dimensional turbulence during the process of passing through the crystal wall system. There was no chance for you to find the landing point.

“But even so, people like you are just lucky.

“But Yin is different. She’s a completely different life form.. Do you know,

Matthew?”