Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

Vincent clicked his tongue as he looked at Ethan in disdain.

"Bastard. Are you boasting about your love life?” Vincent asked in an irritated tone. “Let me tell you, if I didn’t get my wife pregnant on our first try, I would definitely have hundreds of beautiful lad—ladybugs! You know, I like ladybugs. They are beautiful, and they also come in different colors.”

The extremely handsome man looked anxiously in his West, where he could sense a cold gaze being aimed in his direction. Every time he mentioned anything about other women, his wife would immediately know about it and check to see whether he was cheating on her.

She even said that if she found out that he was cheating on her, she would cut off little Vincent, leaving Big Vincent in a very sad state.

"I don’t understand,” Ethan replied. “I am not talking about Ladybugs, Mr. Vincent.”

"Shut up, boy!” Vincent replied. “Can’t you read the mood? I hate Ladies’ Men like you the most!”

Two minutes later, the gaze looking in Vincent’s direction receded, making the latter pat his chest in relief.

"Okay, so let me simplify your problem,” Vincent said after he had finally calmed down. “You are worrying about this Chloe girl leaving you because she can’t share you with other girls, right?”

"Yes,” Ethan replied.

"I think so?”

"Do you love her?”

"I do.”

Vincent then clapped his hand once. “In that case, the first thing you need to do is cut ties with her.”

Huh?” Ethan looked at Vincent in confusion. “Cut ties with her? Why?”

"Boy, do you know about the Rubber Band?” Vincent asked.

"I do.”

"Then this makes things simple.”

Vincent then drew a rune in the air and a white lasso appeared. One of its ends flew towards Ethan and hovered in front of him.

"Hold it,” Vincent ordered.

The young man obeyed and held the end of the white lasso.

"You see, love is like a rubber band,” Vincent stated. “Whenever couples fight, their relationship becomes strained, similar to how a rubber band is stretched to its limit.”

Vincent pulled the other half of the white lasso, causing it to stretch.

"You see, love takes the effort of both parties to work,” Vincent explained. “If only one of them is putting the effort to keep the relationship afloat, the one who isn’t putting any effort will slowly distance themselves from that person. Similar to how I am stretching this rubber band, while you are holding on to it.

"However, everything has a limit. No matter how much a rubber band can stretch, there will come a point when it will snap.”

As if to prove his point, Vincent let go of the rubber band, making the part he was holding earlier hit Ethan’s chest.

The young man staggered backward and raised his hand to rub his chest, which was currently in pain.

"When one lets go of love, the one who is still holding on will be the one who will get hurt the most. Do you understand?”

Ethan nodded his head. “I think so.”

Vincent flashed Ethan a devilish smile, which made his already handsome features sharper and deadlier.

"The relationship between you and Chloe is that rubber band. Right now, your relationship is strained, but you still haven’t reached the point of no return. So my advice is for you to let go of the rubber band on your end while it’s still not stretched to the limit.

"Both of you might suffer a little pain, but it’s still within the realm where both of you can recover. Ethan, I hate to break this to you, but, right now, your and Chloe’s feelings for each other are not strong enough to continue your love for each other.”

Ethan didn’t know if the ache he was feeling in his heart was due to the rubber band hitting his chest earlier or due to the words that Vincent was telling him.

He wanted to refute that he and Chloe were very much in love. However, he was unable to do it.

Why?

Because it was the truth.

He loved Chloe, and she loved him as well.

But this love was still not strong enough to withstand the test of time.

Perhaps, Ethan understood that Vincent was right.

If he and Chloe were to keep their relationship as it was, one of them would get seriously hurt once their love reached its breaking point.

"Is there really no other way?” Ethan asked. “Must it end like this?”

"Um? What’s this?” Vincent blinked in confusion. “You doubt the wisdom of a henpecked husband—err a very loyal husband? Look, Ethan. Breaking up this early in the game might sound like a bad thing to you.

"But, believe me. Sometimes, it works wonders in a relationship. Do you know of that famous saying, distance makes the heart grow fonder?”

Ethan nodded. “Yes.”

"Well, there is something better than that,” Vincent stated. “It’s absence makes the heart grow fonder. Look. Both of you love each other. This is very evident since that girl, Chloe, decided to make her feelings known to you.

"Since that’s the case, I think it’s about time for this love to be put to the test. If your feelings for each other can overcome this hurdle, then believe me when I say that both of you will only fall madly in love with each other.”

Vincent then drew another symbol before winking at Ethan.

"Now, it’s time for you to go back. I’m sure that you will think that all of this has been a dream, so in order for you to prove that our conversation was real, I’ll leave you with a good luck charm that will keep you safe—at least until we meet again.”

The extremely handsome man flicked his hand, and a runic symbol flew towards Ethan’s chest.

A moment later, he felt a strong tug behind him, pulling him away from the lands of Saraqael.

Vincent’s image grew smaller and smaller until he became a small speck on the horizon. However, before Ethan’s vision was consumed by darkness, the man’s parting words reached his ears.

"The next time we meet, I pray that you have proven yourself worthy. By then, I won’t mind sharing my wine with you and telling you the secrets of the Tuatha De Danann.”

Those were the last words that Ethan heard before his entire world was covered in darkness.

It was a one-sided promise made to him by a man whom he had met in a dream.

But, for some reason, Ethan felt that it would be inevitable for him to meet Vincent a second time.

As to why he felt this way, he didn’t understand.

The only thing he knew was that a day would come when the two of them would meet in the lands of Saraqael, where Deities and Angels alike fought to their deaths for their own beliefs.

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