The curtain of night fell.
This was a remote and desolate little forest.
Through the sparse forest, one could see the waning lights of Savea Castle three miles away.
Two Magi wearing the Fabris family crest on their chests stared at the castle in the distance with malevolent expressions. The one in the lead said fiercely, "It's here … Savea Castle. That Count Thomas inside has already clearly rejected our recruitment. That's why the family has ordered that we must get rid of these fellows who don't know what's good for them. Remember, don't leave anyone alive. All the people and livestock in the castle must be destroyed, and all the spoils of war will belong to you … "
Hearing the words of the leading Magus, the eleven Magus acolytes behind them all revealed expressions of joy, while the fifty black-armored guards who were following orders in the distance burst into soft cheers.
"Alright, let's go!"
Following the command of the Magus, the eleven Magus acolytes brought the fifty black-armored guards and rushed out of the forest. Their footsteps were nimble as they headed straight for the grey castle that stood erect in the darkness.
They had already investigated before coming. There were only two Magus acolytes in Count Thomas's castle, one mid-rank and one high-rank. They couldn't be considered powerful characters.
Among the mission rewards offered by the Fabris family, Count Thomas's head was worth 200 magic crystals. The heads of the two Scarlet acolytes were worth 50 magic crystals and 100 magic crystals respectively. As for the other high-ranking members of the family, most of them were worth between 5 to 10 magic crystals.
Perhaps the two official Magi in the lead didn't care about this "small amount of money," but the group of acolytes they brought were so anxious about the magic crystals that their eyes turned red. Each and every one of them fought to be the first to rush into the battlefield of slaughter.
Although the sky was already dark, the outer walls of the castle were still heavily guarded. Guards held torches in their hands as they patrolled along the way, looking as if they were in danger.
Savea Castle was only an ordinary secular territory of the Scarlet family in the Elobis region. Count Thomas, who managed this castle and the surrounding 120 miles of land, was only one of the many secular nobles of the Scarlet family, and he was also the most unremarkable one.
However, with the surrounding nobles fearing the power of the Fabris Family and choosing to switch sides one by one, Earl Thomas, who had resolutely chased away the other party's emissary, became very conspicuous and abrupt.
It could be said that from the moment the other party's emissary was chased away, the entire Savia Castle was already in a state of panic. Everyone was waiting for an unknown disaster to descend at some point.
If it were not for his granddaughter who was studying in the White Tower in the North, Earl Thomas might not have the courage to go against an old wizard family. Little Winnie was very talented. She was only 11 years old, but she was already a high-level apprentice.
If there were no accidents, little Winnie would definitely become an official wizard before the age of 30.
Once little Winnie became an official Magus of the Crimson Family, the Thomas Family would have a chance to rise. It was precisely because of this that Earl Thomas mustered the courage to chase away the messenger who came to ask for his surrender.
Perhaps knowing that disaster was inevitable, after Earl Thomas chased away the messenger, he sent his most capable son (little Winnie's biological father) along with a few talented grandchildren to the small city of Pine Tower.
That was the origin of the Crimson Family, so it should not be directly affected by the war.
As for himself, he had already mentally prepared himself for the worst, quietly waiting for the terrifying disaster to descend. His thoughts were very simple. He hoped that the Crimson Family would treat little Winnie and the rest of his family well on account of his' loyalty 'to the point of death.
That way, when little Winnie rose to power in the future, the seeds left behind by the Thomas Family would continue to rely on her and quickly grow stronger!
When the alarm on the city walls rang, Earl Thomas, who was hiding alone in his bedroom, painfully closed his eyes.
He was already over 80 years old and did not have much time left. There was only so much he could do for the family.
The other nobles might not be optimistic about the Crimson Family's future, and became fence-sitters, swaying with the wind towards the more powerful side. However, Earl Thomas had a strange feeling that the Crimson Family would still obtain the final victory, just like the Magus Family War.
Once the Crimson Family won, the nobles who chose to side with the enemy would definitely welcome a bloody purge.
Fresh flowers watered with fresh blood would grow stronger and brighter!
In the last Magus Family War, Earl Thomas had chosen the right side and climbed from a small Baron Thomas to the position of Earl. However, to his surprise, only a dozen years had passed, and the second choice had come to him so quickly.
The scale of the war this time was even larger, and the enemies of the Crimson Family were even more terrifying. Thus, it was even more difficult to choose. Fortunately, little Winnie was here, so Earl Thomas did not have to make a difficult choice.
He was old and could no longer lead the Thomas Family. Thus, it was time for him to sacrifice himself and fight for more space for the family to develop!
Earl Thomas stood up shakily from the sofa and gulped down the red wine in his glass, staggering towards the large bed. In his hand, there was a golden dagger decorated with patterns and a large ruby embedded in the handle. It flickered with a cold light.
Since the enemy had come, it was time for him to die!
He did not want to fall into the hands of the enemy and be tortured. Thus, it was better to end his life as soon as possible.
However, just as he walked to the side of the bed, there was a light knock on the wooden door of the bedroom.
"Lance, don't try to persuade me anymore. I won't go with you! Take advantage of the fact that the enemy hasn't broken into the castle and quickly escape! The secret passage in the stables in the backyard can allow you to safely escape from the castle … "
Lance was one of the two Crimson acolytes that Earl Thomas had hired at a high price. He had appeared many times to persuade the earl to escape with them back to Pine Tower City. Unfortunately, Earl Thomas hesitated for a long time before rejecting him. Thus, when the knocking sound was heard again, Thomas instinctively thought that it was the high-ranked acolyte, Lance.
The wooden door opened without a sound.
A tall and demonic figure stood at the door. The bright light behind him shone in, casting a layer of golden light around his silhouette.
This was not Lance!
Thomas's heart thumped, and he took a few steps back in fear. His voice trembled as he said, "You … You … Who are you …"
The tall black figure ignored Earl Thomas's questions and strolled to the window. Through the narrow wooden window, he looked at the black armoured warriors surging up the castle like a tide. The strange face hidden in the shadows of the hood revealed a strange smile.
Behind the tall shadow, the high-ranking acolyte Lance walked in with a steam lamp in hand, smiling at Earl Thomas.
"Alright, Earl Thomas. Don't seek death so much. This is a Magus sent by our family. He's here to bring you to Pine Tower City. Hurry up and leave with me. The journey is still long! "
If one could avoid death, who would be willing to give up their life for nothing?
Under the persuasion of acolyte Lance, Earl Thomas hurriedly put away his dagger. He couldn't care less about bringing more wealth and treasures. He called out to a few of his closest concubines and servants and boarded a black carriage that had been waiting for a long time. The carriage rustled as it drove off into the distance.
Although the black carriage was not that conspicuous in the night, it was impossible to hide from the Magus acolytes and black armoured guards who were attacking the Fabris family. However, unexpectedly, no matter who it was, as long as they got within 50 steps of the black carriage, they would be silently sliced in half by a sharp blade and killed on the spot.
From the time Earl Thomas and the others shakily boarded the carriage to the moment the black carriage leisurely drove into the darkness, eight black armoured guards and two Magus acolytes had already died at the hands of that mysterious killer.
Everything that had happened here was naturally detected by the Eye of Witchcraft activated by the leading Magus.
Thus, in the pitch-black night sky, an invisible Eye of Witchcraft began to slowly move to the back of the castle, secretly scanning everything here.
Meanwhile, in the Earl's bedroom on the third floor of the castle, a tall black figure was still leaning against the window and looking into the distance, silently observing the 'life and death battle' between the black armoured guards and the castle guards. The castle guards were all brave warriors. Although they had metal armour and sharp blades, it was still difficult for them to resist the Magus guards wearing enchanted armour.
Just as the black armoured guards charged into the castle and began their massacre, the high-ranked acolyte Lance, who had sent off the Earl, returned to the room and bowed to the black figure, saying, "My Lord, the castle has been cleaned up. Those who should have been sent away have been sent away!"
"Good … Very good … Then let my little darlings have a full meal again!"
Following the cold hiss of the tall black figure, countless black beetles fell out of the black robe like dumplings falling into a pot. These black beetles covered the ground like a tide and surged out of the bedroom. When they passed by the acolyte, they automatically parted to the sides and did not drag him in.
Even though he knew that these strange beetles were controlled by Lord Bliss and would not harm him by accident, he still could not help but feel his heart rise to his throat. However, when the tide-like dense swarm of beetles brushed past his shoulders, the acolyte Lance's heart could not help but rise to his throat.
Clenching his teeth and using all the strength in his body, Lance managed to prevent himself from letting out a rude scream.
The massacre outside only continued for a short while before it quieted down. This also indicated that the guards and servants left behind in the castle had already been massacred. The black armoured guards and acolytes who were currently searching the castle door to door quickly encountered the swarm of black beetles.
The sharp sounds of swords being swung, the crackling sounds of torches burning, and the loud booms of elemental fireballs exploding could be heard from every corner of the castle.
The frenzied killing and blood-curdling screams could be heard incessantly.
However, the black armoured guards who were previously hunters had now become prey in the eyes of others.
The blood-curdling screams sounded one after another, but they would soon die down. What was left was the strange gnawing sounds in the darkness that made one's teeth ache and legs go weak.
"Damn it, it's the Insect Lich Bliss …"
In the small forest, the expressions of the two official Magi from the Fabris family darkened, their hearts thumping wildly.
The Scarlet Family's Insect Lich was even more terrifying than that legendary Fire Magus.
Although the legendary Fire Magus was powerful, he had only fought a few times in front of everyone. He could not compare to this Insect Lich, who had slaughtered in all directions. His methods were more cruel, and the scene more bloody.
More importantly, the Insect Lich Bliss could be considered a core Magus of the Scarlet Family.
Although the mission had obviously failed, as long as they could report his whereabouts, it would still be a great merit.
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