Versatile Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

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Mo Fan waited until it was night before heading to Prison Mountain.

To Mo Fan’s surprise, Prison Mountain was very close to the first place he had lived in after he moved to Shanghai. It was a temporary settlement for refugees in Lehuo Town!

What the actual f**k!

How dodgy was the temporary settlement? The huge prison belonging to the Oriental Pearl Magic Association, imprisoning Mages who had committed crimes, was right beside it!

Mo Fan never even knew the place existed back then.

The Enforcement Union mainly went after the Black Vatican, but it had never sent the members of the Black Vatican to this prison.

Mo Fan took a detour and visited the refugee settlement after he passed by Lehuo Town.

The settlement was managed by the government. It had arranged for someone else to live in Mo Fan’s place after he left.

Mo Fan was still waiting for Lingling’s update. He strolled through the area out of boredom.

Lehuo Town was much livelier now. Many villages and towns had been moved to the headquarters city, so no matter how frail the buildings were, it was unlikely they would be empty.

Some of the units were even separated in two to provide shelter for two families, a common thing in extreme times.

After all, no one wanted to be dragged into the deep abyss of the ocean by the sea monsters!

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(Knock knock). Mo Fan knocked politely on the door, even though he still had the key to his old unit.

“Who is it?” someone sounding like a little girl asked. The door swung open before Mo Fan could respond.

A young boy with a shaved head looked Mo Fan up and down with a confused face.

Fine, it was just a boy who had yet to go through puberty…

“I lived here before. I think I have some old stuff I didn’t manage to take with me. Did your family throw them away?” Mo Fan asked him.

“Ah, so those things were yours! I’ll get them for you, please wait for me here!” The young boy was surprisingly friendly. He immediately ran back inside to get Mo Fan’s belongings.

Mo Fan peeked into the unit and saw a lot of boxes, groceries, clothes, and kitchen supplies.

The young boy soon returned with a box.

Inside it was some random stuff, like the photo he had taken with Xinxia when they were young, the little ornaments he had bought Xinxia, and the handcrafted toys he had once used to trick Mu Ningxue.

Losing them was not a big deal, especially since he had already won their hearts, but it was meaningful to keep them, too!

“Big brother, can you tell me how you made the two girls like you so much?” the young boy asked curiously.

(Cough cough!) “How can you pry into someone else’s belongings!?” Mo Fan protested awkwardly.

“They were so cute when they were young. I bet they must be very beautiful now, too! Did you manage to get hold of them both?” the young boy pressed.

Mo Fan had a feeling his secret was being exposed.

“You don’t have an apple yet. You are just a little boy. Why are you asking so many questions?” Mo Fan pointed out.

“Of course I don’t have an apple. I’m a girl!” the boy blinked.

Mo Fan was stunned.

“Father is not home all the time, and there are a lot of strangers here, so I cut this hairstyle and tanned myself. I also wear boys’ T-shirts most of the time… ah, I shouldn’t be telling you this!” the young boy finally realized.

Mo Fan took a closer look and noticed the lines on her face were much softer. No one would assume she was a girl with her tanned skin and the butch cut.

“Impressive, you already have the awareness to protect yourself at such a young age,” Mo Fan smiled.

Mo Fan was impressed by the ‘little boy’. A person should never lower their guard against the world, no matter what their age was.

“Hehe, many of my classmates don’t even know I’m a girl. Some of the girls even wrote me love letters!” the girl smiled, revealing her pearly whites and a cute bucktooth.

She was not wary of Mo Fan, maybe because she had seen many of his belongings and his little diary.

“Girls who are independent are very cool!” Mo Fan raised his thumb.

Mo Fan was about to leave after retrieving his belongings, but the little girl kept staring at Mo Fan, like she had something to say.

“What’s wrong?” Mo Fan asked her.

“Can I ask you for a favor?” the girl said.

“Sure, you’ve helped me keep these precious memories,” Mo Fan agreed without a thought.

“My father hasn’t called me for two days. I’m worried about him,” the girl said.

“Where does your father work?” Mo Fan asked.

“Behind that mountain. I always see strange cars going in and out of it. He doesn’t allow me to visit his workplace, and he never introduces his colleagues to me, so I don’t know who to ask…” the girl told him.

Mo Fan frowned deeply.

The place behind the mountain was his destination tonight, the Prison Mountain!

Huge fences separated the town and the prison, but they were still only a few kilometers apart.

“What’s your name? What’s your father’s name?” Mo Fan asked her.

“I’m Chen Maiya, my father is Chen Feng!”

“Alright, Little Maiya, stay home for now. I’ll help you look for him,” Mo Fan reached out his hand and fondled the girl’s head.

“Thank you!” Little Maiya said.

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Lingling soon arrived. Mo Fan told her about Little Maiya. Lingling remained silent as she fell into deep thought.

Lu Zhengxin and Lu Qingyao came with Lingling, too. They were eager to find out the truth.

They headed to the Prison Mountain. The area around it was protected by a magic Formation, mainly to prevent the criminals from having any contact with the people of Lehuo Town.

However, the magic Formation was a lot weaker compared to the defenses of the East Guardian Tower in Japan. A high-level Mage could easily break through it.

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There were a lot of laborers in the Prison Mountain.

The mountain’s composition was special. An Earth Mage could refine it into sturdier concrete and apply it to buildings or walls to make them stronger.

The whole coastline had become a war zone due to the invasion of sea monsters. Normal construction materials were as fragile as bubbles to the sea monsters. The buildings had to be constructed with materials that had been refined with magic.

The Prison Mountain was not just a prison, but a factory managed by the military. There were managers, workers, craftsmen, and laborers.

The prisoners were the laborers!