Those who could appear here today could be considered allies of the Crimson Family.
The fact that Declan, Clara, and Alfred had come together had undoubtedly given the Crimson Family a lot of face. Hence, Grimm and Mary had invited them warmly, and the five of them were about to enter Nightmare Castle to begin the feast.
However, before they could move, the five of them froze and turned to look into the distance.
Unexpectedly, there were still guests arriving.
A crystal airship that resembled a stingray flew out of the darkness and hovered above the grey stone plaza of Nightmare Castle. Following which, two figures of different heights appeared before them and slowly floated to the ground.
"It's Tartas and Monali. They're both members of the Silver Alliance's council. Don't underestimate Tartas just because he's a midget. His uncle is one of the few super powerful beings in the Alliance … "Clara clearly recognised the two fellows who had just appeared and hurriedly introduced them to Grimm and Mary through voice transmission.
Two Rank 4 Magi …
Grimm could not help but feel his heart skip a beat.
No matter how much the Silver Alliance valued the central continent, stationing a Rank 4 Magus here was already a clear indication of their attitude. Now, however, two of them had appeared at the same time. Grimm would never believe that the Silver Alliance did not covet the scattered Forest of Towers.
Moreover, Alice had told him that Fred had come into contact with a large Magus organisation some time ago. Although the details were vague, it was highly likely that Fred had chosen to come into contact with the Silver Alliance.
Now, the Crimson Family had just defeated the Entom Family, and now two Rank 4 Magi from the Silver Alliance had appeared. Even a ghost would not believe that there was nothing fishy going on here.
As the head of the Crimson Family, it was naturally Grimm's duty to entertain guests.
Grimm revealed a warm smile and spread out his hands, taking a step forward.
"Welcome, welcome! Everyone who can come to Nightmare Castle tonight is a friend of the Crimson Family. Since two esteemed guests are here, why not come in and have a chat? "
Tartas was a midget that was less than 1.3 metres tall. He was short, and his robes were a little too long. He looked somewhat wretched and crafty. Monali was also of a different race. He had a male body and an eagle's head on his neck.
The former was a puppet master, while the latter was a puppeteer.
Puppeteer had an incomparably powerful Battle Magic Armor, which he could wear on his body like a suit of armor to fight his enemies. Puppeteers, on the other hand, were experts in manipulating puppets and would always carry a large number of battle puppets with them.
These two professions were also the combat professions with the most people in the Silver Alliance!
In response to Grim's warm invitation, Tatas was the first to speak with a pair of mung bean eyes.
"We came here to see that Fred, but we didn't expect to see him. I didn't expect you to act so quickly and take care of him first. Then we have no choice but to look for you … "
The other Monali was much calmer and more experienced than Tartas. He spoke with a thick accent, "We've heard a lot about what Sir Grim has done recently. To tell the truth, personally, I admire you very much, Your Excellency. But since Your Excellency has defeated Fred, there are some questions that require Your Excellency to answer … "
The two of them were indeed members of the Silver Alliance. Even though they were in the middle of the continent, the arrogance and disrespect in their words were not concealed.
"Guests from afar, there's no need to talk outside. Why don't we sit down and slowly discuss these questions … Please! "Grim's eyes flickered with a cold glint as he passionately led them into the Nightmare Castle.
As soon as they stepped into the castle, not to mention Tatas and Monali who had come from afar, even the Magi of the central continent, Alfred, Clara and Declan, had a slight change in expression.
There was no other reason other than the fact that this ancient castle actually possessed an astonishingly powerful force field defense.
Upon entering, the few Magi who were constantly probing their surroundings were actually suppressed back into their bodies. In this place, all the extrinsic spiritual energy was cut off, and all the probing methods of witchcraft were forbidden. They were beaten back to their original state, becoming mortals who could only see, hear, and smell with their eyes, ears, and nose.
Without his Spiritual Perception, it meant that he could not see everything clearly like before. Without spiritual force, if something bad happened around them, they would lose the psychological advantage of being able to foresee it.
This kind of terrifying situation where they were completely blinded caused everyone to feel slightly uneasy.
After all, as Magi, they had never placed their lives in the hands of a stranger before!
Tatas and Monali looked at each other in shock, a trace of understanding appearing in their eyes.
This seemed to be the home field of the Blood Queen Mary!
If they fought here, their spiritual force would be suppressed to an extremely low level, while Mary would have the advantage of being in her home field. The increase and decrease in combat strength brought about by this was extremely frightening.
In truth, before coming here, the only person in the Crimson Family that could catch their attention was the legendary Fire Shaman Grimm. As for the others, they were just mediocre people.
However, the moment they stepped into Mary's home field, the expressions of the two Silver Alliance members turned extremely ugly. For the first time, they began to worry about this mission.
After the few Magi entered the third floor of the Nightmare Castle hand in hand, the Magi who had been suppressed for a long time finally heaved a sigh of relief. They gathered together and began to discuss in low voices.
A gathering of seven rank 4 Magi was definitely a rare occasion in the central continent!
The fact that they were gathered together indicated that something big was about to happen in the central continent.
What was it?
The appearance of a fourth Magus organisation … Or was it something else?
The reason why so many envoys from the various families had gathered here was to assess the situation and occupy the most advantageous position in the central continent! Now that the architects of the current situation had gathered together, what would they discuss? Would the negotiations go smoothly?
Every single one of these questions was troubling their hearts …
However, it was a pity that although they had the numbers, there was no lack of envoys from large Magus families. Here, however, they could only wait patiently, waiting for the big shots to come to a conclusion before announcing the news.
… …
The discussion in the Nightmare Castle had already begun.
When the seven Magi were seated on the third floor, in the pitch-black night sky outside the castle, an exceptionally majestic giant eagle was silently circling in the air.
The giant eagle's body was abnormally large, six to seven times the size of a normal mountain eagle.
Its feathers were soft yet tough, and their surface flickered with a metallic luster. Its scarlet eyes constantly scanned the area below, and its eyeballs flickered with the Light of the Soul, which was unique to intelligent creatures.
Seeing that the few people who were pursuing it had already entered the castle, and that the situation inside could not be spied on due to the interference of a powerful force field, the giant eagle could not help but let out a long cry. Its pair of large wings flapped, and it quickly flew towards the southwest.
As it flapped its wings, a single feather that had fallen off drifted in the chilly night breeze, circling and drifting in the air.
After all, it was only an ordinary feather, and there was no magical glow on it. Hence, it did not attract the attention of the many Magi below.
Finally, it floated down from the sky and landed on a small mound five miles west of the castle.
Just as the feather was about to hit the ground, a strange human figure wearing a strange robe suddenly appeared and gently pinched it.
This was a middle-aged man with a resolute and calm expression. He wore an insignia with a scroll and a feather pen on his chest, and there was a strange magic rune in the middle of his forehead.
He gently twirled the feather and brought it to his nose to sniff it. A strange information that only a Scroll Scholar could decipher flowed into his mind.
Central continent gathering … Forbidden lifeform … Enter the castle to investigate …
This was an investigation mission personally issued by the Tower Master. He was asked to immediately infiltrate the castle and investigate the secret agreement reached by a few Magi. In the meantime, he also had to investigate the information about the forbidden lifeform.
The Scroll Scholars had always adhered to the basic principle of not getting involved in the world, not interfering, and not explaining. They were only servants of fate, like eyes independent of the entire human race. They were only responsible for observing and recording all major events that happened in the Magus World, but they did not get involved.
It was precisely because of this principle that the Scroll Scholars were not jointly suppressed by other Magus organisations.
However, this did not mean that the high-ranked Magi would like them!
No one liked to have a group of bored fellows secretly holding a feather pen and recording their every move while they were doing their work. Even if they were harmless, they would still be extremely unhappy!
The mission to infiltrate the castle this time was obviously even more overboard.
The secret agreement and the forbidden lifeform, either one of them was a deep secret of the Crimson Family. It would not be easily leaked out. However, the Tower Master wanted him to infiltrate and find out the truth …
He knew that this mission was extremely difficult, but the Scroll Scholar did not show any signs of retreating. After he finished deciphering the information on the feather, he waved it lightly, and the feather rapidly combusted.
After the feather was completely burnt, the Scroll Scholar's robe shook, and his entire body seemed to become invisible as he slowly disappeared into the air.
There were no magic undulations, and no signs of life leaked out. A completely transparent and strange human figure quickly ran towards the castle in the distance like a ghost.
Five miles … Four miles … Three miles …
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