Chapter 179: The Devilish Boy’s Messenger Space

While the “Glorious World” spell was impossible, the “Void Transfer” was successful. After hiding behind a large tree, Little Will immediately entered the Apostle Space.

“This is too dangerous! Why didn’t that idiotic assassin go after old man Reynolds? Why did she come after me instead? Doesn’t she know I’m just a child?” Little Will complained incessantly, then suddenly realized he was in a luxurious living room, resplendent and beautiful.

Everywhere he looked were high-end furniture and decorations, and a staircase led to an upper floor, clearly not a single-story house.

“Yo, long time no see, Apostle-sama. I am Dean Kaster, Agent Elf No. 2, at your service.” A familiar voice sounded from behind him.

Little Will spun around sharply, only to see a young man who resembled him by about five parts, dressed in casual clothes, lazily reclining on a soft sofa.

In front of him was a small square frame, displaying the external scene.

“You… you’re that devilish youth?” Little Will asked, somewhat uncertain. “How are you in my Apostle Space?”

“No, no, no, my dear Apostle-sama, this is not your Apostle Space, but my private domain, the Emissary Space.” The devilish youth, Dean Kaster, sat up straight, poured two cups of black tea, and made a gesture for Little Will to help himself.

He then picked up his own cup and sipped it slowly. “Indeed, having a body is different. Although this body is a temporary one created for me by the Divine Lord, it makes many things much more convenient.

It seems our Two-Star Apostle-sama still has many questions. If they are not too confidential, I can answer them for you, as a return gift for your first visit.

If it weren’t for you, I might not have the treatment I have now. A loss may turn out to be a gain; at least I am very satisfied with my current life.

The benefits I’ve exchanged with the Divine Lord for knowledge are simply too numerous. It’s truly wonderful to be an emissary of the God of Wisdom.”

Little Will wouldn’t touch anything from a devil. In legendary stories, eating a devil’s food would make one its property.

Although he had the God of Wisdom—no, the God-Demon of Wisdom—as his backer, this devil now seemed to have been recruited by the God-Demon of Wisdom.

It was really hard to say whose side he would lean towards.

“First, tell me about this house. I remember my request was to transfer to the Apostle Space for refuge. Why did I end up here? Um, in your Emissary Space.” Little Will wasn’t in a hurry, because he had already confirmed that he could leave at any time, and even return directly to his own Apostle Space.

“Hehe, Apostle-sama is quite impatient, aren’t you? It’s fine to tell you; you’ll understand when you reach Four-Stars anyway.” The devilish youth, Dean Kaster, unhurriedly sipped his coffee and said slowly, “This is premium black tea from the Elf Forest on the Elf Island.

It was a housewarming gift from a Five-Star Apostle-sama. The tea set was a gift from Professor Weasel, a Six-Star Apostle-sama.

And they live nearby, within the same space as us, belonging to the Divine Lord’s space!”

Little Will suddenly recalled the phantom he saw when he first became an Apostle, that vast and boundless space. Wasn’t that the Divine Realm?

So, his Apostle Space was just a small part of the Divine Realm, and other Apostles and Emissaries all had their own spaces here.

If that was the explanation, wouldn’t it mean he could walk out his door and directly visit Professor Weasel?

Wait, could he use Professor Weasel’s space to directly jump to other places, perhaps a thousand miles away, or even ten thousand miles?

Wow, he seemed to have discovered something incredible.

“Hehe, it seems you’ve thought of something, but it’s not entirely like that. Think whatever you like; once you advance to Four-Stars, you’ll be able to leave your space and actively communicate with other Apostles.

Before that, you can only passively wait for others to summon or visit you. I am an Emissary of the Divine Lord of Wisdom.

After contributing, or rather, exchanging a lot of knowledge with the Divine Lord, my rank has risen to Five-Stars, so I can barely be considered your senior.

Please give me your guidance, Two-Star Apostle-sama!” The devilish youth, Dean Kaster’s, boasting made Little Will’s face darken.

However, who could blame him? He had lived for hundreds, even thousands of years, accumulating vast knowledge and immense power.

Little Will was merely a wizard apprentice and an intermediate knight; his advancement to Two-Stars was entirely due to the benevolence of the God-Demon of Wisdom.

“Did you exchange all of this here with contribution points?” Little Will exclaimed in admiration as he saw the exquisite furniture and decorations.

He plopped down on the sofa, almost bouncing off, but found it incredibly comfortable, far surpassing any hard wooden chair, even one covered with high-grade magic beast hide.

“I exchanged some materials and made them myself. Having a body is so convenient; I can now realize many ideas I had before. This place is truly amazing.” The devilish youth, Dean Kaster, continued to explain where he got the inspiration for his furniture and which worlds he had seen the styles of his ornaments.

He talked to Little Will for a long time. Little Will was very interested in knowledge from other worlds, but it seemed he was currently seeking refuge, and time wouldn’t be long.

His sudden use of magic and disappearance would surely alarm the Temple Knights secretly protecting him. They weren’t reckless people.

He had once said that in such a situation, the first priority was to call for help. By now, they should have scared off the opponent, right?

“You seem quite anxious.” The devilish youth, Dean Kaster, noticed that Little Will was gradually becoming distracted, and he lost the desire to show off.

He kept boasting while the other person listened absentmindedly, not really paying attention. Was there any point in such boasting?

“I was stopped by an orc warrior on my way to school. To avoid unnecessary trouble, I need to get to school as quickly as possible.

For powerful beings like you, life can be lived as you please, but for now, it’s best for me to follow the rules of ordinary people.” Little Will didn’t hide anything, but rather stated his situation frankly.

After all, this guy already knew him very well.

“Alright, then we’ll have to talk again next time. This time, you entered my Emissary Space, and I took the liberty of pulling you in, so I won’t charge you any fees.

Consider it my thanks to you.” The devilish youth, Dean Kaster, casually glanced at the situation outside, felt it for a moment, and then spoke.

“That cat-tribe female warrior has already left. The Temple Knights secretly protecting you were knocked unconscious before she found you, but fortunately, their lives are not in danger.

For now, you are safe. Apostle-sama, living such a conventional life will only hinder your power growth.

What you call school is a complete waste of time and life. Power is everything. This is the advice of a reformed devil to you.”

“Thank you for your concern. I am just an ordinary person. I have my family—my father, mother, sister, and grandfather—and I also have my friends, classmates, and companions.

These are all irreplaceable existences. Perhaps one day in the future, I will embark on that path of self-improvement and strength alone, but before that, please allow me to complete my studies and spend time with those relatives and friends who are destined not to be together for long.

Isn’t it precisely because humans have all sorts of emotions that they have infinite possibilities?” Little Will remained noncommittal, smiled slightly, and left the devilish youth’s Emissary Space, returning to the big tree.

That’s right, Little Will hadn’t entered the space at the base of the tree, but had climbed up the tree and hidden behind the leaves before choosing to disappear.

The cat-person female warrior had already left, and Little Will leaped down.

He didn’t go to find the unconscious Temple Knight but quickly left. Since he was only knocked out and not in mortal danger, it was better for Little Will to ensure his peaceful and normal daily life first.