Kethrin Castle, the Tower Forest Association's base.
Within a tightly guarded secret Magus room.
Two people who represented the highest authority in the association sat opposite each other, their faces filled with worry and their moods stifled.
After a long while, President Freid finally spoke.
"How is it? What's the situation inside the association?"
Sitting on the sofa opposite, Vice President Mirva's expression was gloomy, and his eyes flickered. It was obvious that he was also experiencing extreme emotions.
"Basically, it's still stable!" Mirva replied in a hoarse voice, "Most of the Magi in the association have signed a service contract. Before the contract expires, they won't be able to do anything rash. On the contrary … "
"What is it?"
"On the contrary, more than half of the new acolytes that were sent over this year did not choose to sign a contract with the association. They seem to be waiting and waiting for the association to come up with even better conditions … "
"These weak-willed bastards … If the association doesn't step up to stop them, they can only muddle-headedly rot in the villages, becoming either farmers or lowly adventurers … Immediately investigate their families and put pressure on them … Hmph, I don't believe that their families will dare to be half-hearted …"
Mirva nodded silently, gently rubbing the Snake Eye Ring on his right pinkie, and quickly sent out a new order.
After doing all this, Mirva could not help but say in disappointment, "It seems that Grimm intends to go against us. How should we deal with him?"
Hearing his companion's question, the cunning President Freid could not help but sigh.
"This Grimm may be young, but he's very experienced and calm! In order to avoid going against us, he did not directly expand his family's territory. This way, we won't even have an excuse to summon the elders to punish him. "
"He's still young, at most 300 years old. He has a lot of time to waste with us. From the Crimson Family's current actions, it can be seen that he no longer plans to start a Magus War and expand his family's territory. Instead, he's targeting the next two, three, or even four or five generations … "
"That's right, he's really patient. It's obvious that he wants to tire us out! "
"In the past 200 to 300 years, apart from Grimm, there hasn't been a new rank 4 Magus in the central continent. You and I have already advanced for more than 800 years. Even if we find more life resources, it will be very difficult for us to persist for another 200 years. The other Elders of the Association are about the same age as us. Even the youngest, Clara, is already five hundred years old … So, the other party avoided a direct battle and chose the new generation. I'm afraid they're waiting for us' old fellows' to die of old age! "
"Hmph, once the old batch of rank 4 Magi reach the end of their lifespans, the new generation of rank 4 Magi will probably have to live under his terrifying shadow … At that time, even if he doesn't start the Magus War, who in the central continent will dare to go against his will?"
The two higher-ups of the Pagoda Forest Association complained to each other, but they couldn't think of any way to deal with Grim.
In terms of strength, the Legendary Fire Wizard was probably the strongest wizard in the central continent.
Not long ago, this guy had gone to the Wizard Association's encampment in the eastern part of the continent and had a good 'conversation' with the wizards there. According to the information Fred had gathered, the Sorcerer Association had a very high evaluation of him, even listing him as the Flame Sorcerer closest to a Super Powerhouse.
Super expert … What was that? They were all at the peak of rank 4, powerful existences that had the highest chance of advancing to rank 5!
And this Legendary Fire Wizard had only reached rank 4 a few years ago, yet he was actually able to obtain such a high evaluation from the Sorcerer Association.
Of course, Fred and the others would never doubt the judgement of the Sorcerer Association, but they were secretly afraid that the Legendary Fire Wizard's strength had increased too much.
If this trend continued, the entire central continent and the scattered Pagoda Forest would sooner or later fall into the hands of this Legendary Fire Wizard. Fred, who had painstakingly planned for this for so long without any results, was naturally unwilling to give up. He was even more unwilling to let everything he had done become someone else's wedding dress.
However, when he flipped through the list of teachers in the Horton Witchcraft Academy, a long list of illustrious and dazzling names came into view. Rank 4 … Rank 4 … Rank 4 … So many rank 4 Magi, from the Dragon Lord to the Flame Lord to the Undead Lich …
Truth be told, Fred's heart trembled when he saw this list.
In the past, he might have had the determination to use the Pagoda Forest Association's several hundred years of history to scare away Grim's ambitions. However, looking at the number of powerhouses that Grim had roped in, and then looking at the three walnuts and two dates around him, the fighting spirit that had gathered in his heart had long since dissipated.
For no reason, Fred felt an indescribable sense of sorrow and depression. His tense spirit suddenly relaxed, and he slowly collapsed on the soft sofa, a tear silently flowing from the corner of his wrinkled eyes.
"We can't defeat him …" Milva also sighed, "If we old fellows die, the entire central continent will fall into his hands. So, in the next one or two hundred years, I want to carefully nurture a few good seedlings in the family. Whether or not we can continue our legacy in the future will depend on them … "
Fred remained silent, not replying.
Speaking of which, as an ancient family that had existed for thousands of years in the central continent, almost every Tier 4 Magus had thousands or even tens of thousands of descendants behind them. Tier 4 Magi were the heavens, and Tier 4 Magi were gods. As long as they existed, no one would dare to violate the survival rights of their clansmen and descendants.
However, once they reached the end of their lifespan and died, the fate of the younger generation and clansmen who had been protected by them in the past would be worrying.
Who didn't have enemies or enemies? Once the umbrella of protection was gone, those who had been suppressed for hundreds of years would take advantage of the situation to counterattack. In the best case scenario, the family would decline, and in the worst case scenario, the entire clan would be uprooted and killed.
There were countless cases like this in the Magus World!
Hence, most Tier 4 Magi who had no hope of advancing to rank 5 would think of ways to leave behind some life-saving methods for their family, or try their best to nurture a new powerhouse to continue the family's legacy.
However, this was easier said than done, and it was extremely difficult to accomplish.
First of all, they would never be willing to nurture the strongest Magus of the younger generation who were not of the direct bloodline of the family.
Those who were not of the same clan would definitely have different intentions!
No matter how talented these Magi were, the Tier 4 Magi would not be willing to nurture them. After all, after these fellows advanced to rank 4, they would definitely establish their own family, and would definitely not treat the people of their old family as their own family.
Hence, the only ones who could truly continue the family's legacy were the bloodline descendants of the Tier 4 Magi.
However, in this way, the choices were undoubtedly much smaller.
Among the bloodline descendants of Tier 4 Magi, those who had the potential to reach rank 4 were definitely rare. In order to successfully nurture them, the resources needed would be astronomical.
In a situation where the path of a Tier 4 Magus was not completely cut off, they would definitely prioritize the supply of resources for themselves, and would only use the resources and knowledge that they did not need to take care of the younger generation of the family.
Under such circumstances, the chances of a genius Magus appearing among the direct bloodline descendants of the family was undoubtedly even slimmer!
Hence, there were simply too few examples of high-ranked Magi continuously appearing in a family and continuing the family's legacy. Most Magus families had their ups and downs. When they were at their peak, they were unrivaled, but when they were down and out, they were trapped in their own land, struggling to survive.
There were even many Magus families that died halfway through, and not even a single bloodline descendant survived.
Take President Fred for example. The Sidmund family he belonged to had over 3,000 members, and those who had his direct bloodline numbered over 400. Among them, 127 had the talent to become a Magus, and only two were able to advance to rank 3 Magi.
Even these two descendants who were at rank 3 did not have much value in nurturing them. This was because their innate talent and potential were insufficient, and they had relied on a large amount of resources to barely climb to their current level.
However, among Fred's direct descendants, there was a granddaughter whose innate talent and potential were not bad. She was only 200 years old, yet she was already a high-rank 2 Magus. However, it was shockingly difficult to raise her to Level Four within one or two hundred years.
Hence, when he thought about the decline of his family after his death, Fred's heart could not help but twitch.
He was very clear that if he offended Grimm now, the other party might not be able to do anything about it. However, once he passed away at the end of his lifespan, the clansmen and descendants he left behind would definitely suffer the bloody and terrifying devastation of Grimm.
The Magus World was cruel and real!
When he was around, everyone would give him face and treat the Sidmund family as an ancient and respectable Magus family. However, once he was gone … At that time, there would not be a single rank 4 Magus in the family to support them, and they would naturally be at the mercy of others.
Fred raised his head and looked at Mirva, his eyes filled with hesitation and pain.
He knew that Mirva's family was similar to his own, and it would be difficult to find a descendant who could handle the situation. A few years ago, Mirva's grandson had not let him down, and had actually given birth to a little fellow with decent talent.
However, he was only at the mid-rank 1 Magus, and wanting to raise him would be a hundred times more difficult than raising his own granddaughter.
Hence, the two of them, A 'Da, not to mention A' Er, had the same headache and dilemma.
"It's impossible for us to continue fighting with Grimm. However, Clara and Alfred are still young, and have three to four hundred years to live. They won't be willing to be suppressed by the Crimson family, right? Maybe we should rope them in! "Mirva said as he twirled his beard.
"Alfred … That fellow's Molten City has formed an alliance with the Crimson family, and has made a lot of money from selling the rare underground ores. Don't expect him to come out and cause trouble." At the mention of the Molten City Lord, President Fred was filled with anger.
However, he hesitated again, "We can try to fight for Clara. Her family's territory is next to the Crimson family's, and she will definitely be under more pressure than us. If there's some friction between them, it might be able to suppress Grimm's arrogance … "
Hearing this, Mirva's eyes brightened, and he could not help but sneer, "Isn't that simple? I'll arrange it immediately, and guarantee that the two families will soon fight! Hehe, with Clara leading the way, and Matthew, Nicholas, and Gaia, we can at least suppress the Crimson family's momentum, and buy us more time to respond … "
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