Now there were four dragons created with magical water in the air, two dragons were almost transparent, and the other two were Perversion Red in color.
Dylan snapped his fingers and the dragons turned into hundreds of fish.
"I don't think anyone in the fourth rank can easily defeat me. I must reach the fifth rank, there is no better opportunity than this," thought Dylan, who snapped his fingers and turned the fish created with magic water into a fine mist.
Then he snapped his fingers, began to use a lot of mana, and the snow on the ground began to shake as if it wanted to rise, but in the end it did not.
"Snow is another form of water. I must control it, and I will be even more powerful," concluded Dylan, who had already decided that he would run away from home after his father left for the military campaign, as he did not want to miss the great opportunity that had presented itself.
"If I become a 5-Moon wizard, the vast majority of people will have to bow before speaking to me, and I will be able to kill most of the nobles who are trying to destroy the Gray family. Those bastards who are trying to strip me of my nobility will become my beloved Perverse Points, just you wait," Dylan stood up and returned to his room.
••••
Almost two weeks later, Viscount Demian said goodbye to his wife and children at the entrance to the mansion grounds.
"I will return, my beloved Anelia." Demian kissed his beautiful wife, who seemed not to age, then kissed his children on the forehead and said, "Obey your mother. I will buy you many gifts when I return."
"May the blessing of mana be with you," Anelia said to Demian.
"May the blessing of mana be with you," Demian replied, and then he climbed into the carriage that would take him to the area where the battles against the Zarco kingdom's army were taking place.
A tear rolled down Anelia's cheek.
"Father, you are so lucky; my mother loves you very much. They also have a lot of sex, it's surprising that I don't have more siblings," thought Dylan as his mother squeezed his hand.
"Father is great, he'll be back and we'll go for a walk, mother," Dylan said warmly.
Anelia smiled, looked at her two children, and so as not to worry them, said in the most cheerful voice she could muster at that moment:
"Yes, my dear children, when your father comes back, we'll go for a walk and buy lots of things."
The three of them walked back inside the mansion.
••••
A few nights later, Dylan climbed out of his bedroom window. He wondered whether to leave a note, but ultimately decided it was better not to, as he thought it would be easier to find an excuse later.
Dylan left through the back of the mansion, wearing his worn gray tunic and hood.
"Freedom is interesting, I have my master's storage ring and the money from the guests at that hotel.
As he floated along the dark roads, it took him almost half an hour to leave the city of the viscountcy. He carried a map in his hand, and as he walked, the cold wind blew, but he used magic to keep his tunic warm.
When the sun had risen, he walked along a compacted dirt road with uneven terrain on either side.
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"I think they already know I left home. They'll surely blame the adventurers from the Ascan guild. If they respond with any offense, they'll give me a worthy excuse to kill all the members of that guild, and their families too. I think I could earn some good Perverse Points if I do that," Dylan concluded in his mind with satisfaction.
After walking a little, he instructed the system to place the point he had earned in mana, and his mana reached 71 attribute points.
••••
At the mansion, Anelia was heartbroken. She made Hernan search the entire grounds of the mansion looking for Dylan.
The adventurers who protected the mansion were shocked to hear that the viscount's son had disappeared, not because they were concerned about what the viscount would think, but because they were trying to figure out who could have evaded them to kidnap the viscount's son. In the end, they concluded that it must have been someone strong or a middle-ranking noble.
The other person who felt her heart breaking was Dylan's maid, who had been his wet nurse and nanny, as she loved Dylan as if he were her own son.
Elena and her nanny stayed in the garden so that the girl would not be frightened by what was happening.
"Son, son, where are you?" Anelia wondered, her face in her delicate, soft white hands.
••••
A few hours after noon, dressed in his robe and hood, Dylan ate a pastry he had stored in his storage ring while traveling in the back of a wagon carrying animal skins. He covered himself with a thin magical barrier, as he didn't know if there were fleas in the skins.
The carriage took almost an hour, but they arrived at a rather bustling city.
"There's a lot of activity," said Dylan, sitting next to the average-looking man who wore a coat and pants made of bear skin and drove the wagon.
"Yes, they're recruiting people to participate in the war against those damn Zarcorians. Although I won't deny that it's not so bad for me, since they're buying animal skins at a good price, so I'll spend the rest of this winter in peace."
"I'm glad for you," said Dylan.
A strong breeze blew, the man in the cart closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the man in the tunic next to him had disappeared and in his place was a gold coin.
The man in the cart smiled as he put the coin in his pants pocket and thought:
"I'm sure he was a wandering magician, generous and considerate."