"The one who destroyed the Shadow's Nest in one go was this Felic …" Locke, who was immersed in his memories, turned pale. The hellish scene by the Black River was like a nightmare to him. Although it had been more than two months, the nightmare still lingered in his mind. The moment he closed his eyes, the horrifying scene would appear again.
The frozen Black Water River, the overwhelming snowstorm, and the familiar faces in the ice sculptures …
The Shadow's Nest could be said to be the most powerful force in Jarrosus at that time. With the help of Patriarch Merlin, they occupied the Demon Fall Valley, attacked the Emerald Tower, and even seriously injured the Archmage Gerian. The 10 Mage Families and the six underground forces all trembled under the blade of the Shadow's Nest. At that time, Locke even felt that it would not be difficult to rush into the Castellan Mansion and replace Castellan Issac!
Then, the nightmare began …
And all of this was because of the young mage named Felic. On the first night he returned to Jarrosus, he intimidated the 16 ambitious forces. The next afternoon, he led his men to attack the Demon Fall Valley, and carried out an unprecedented massacre at the Black River. Hundreds of members of the Shadow's Nest were killed or injured, and only a few lucky ones managed to escape the disaster by sheer luck.
Locke was one of the lucky ones. He was seriously injured at the start of the battle, and thought that he was going to die. When the Shadow's Nest was defeated, no one noticed him at all. He just lay in the grass and witnessed the whole horrifying massacre. The mage in the black robe was like the legendary Grim Reaper, using frost and fire to spread the fear of death all over the land …
"Locke, are you f * cking kidding me …" Vanskore stood up abruptly, and the scar on his face looked especially hideous under the dim light. "I think you've been scared out of your wits, and you're not thinking straight. You're just spouting nonsense. Do you think he's a Sword Sage or a Legendary-mage? Even though Shadow's Nest is just a small bandit group, there are at least a few hundred of you. With a few hundred of you standing there and letting him kill as he pleases, he'll probably have to kill all of you until dawn …"
"Boss, listen to me …"
"That's enough, Locke. Shut the f * ck up!" Vanskore glared at Loke. He'd thought that this kid was smart and wanted to promote him, but he didn't expect him to be so cowardly. He was scared out of his wits by a young mage and even spouted such nonsense. Who would believe him if he said that he destroyed the Shadow's Nest alone?
However, after lecturing Locke harshly, Vanskore did not bring up the matter of massacring Black Clouds Town again.
The leader of one of the top ten bandit groups in the Breezy Plains would definitely not be a fool who only knew how to fight and kill. Although Vanskore did not believe that Lin Li could single-handedly destroy the Shadow's Nest, he had to consider Lin Li's background carefully. No matter what, Lin Li was definitely from the Jarrosus Guild of Magic, and most likely had some status. If Vanskore really killed Lin Li, the Jarrosus Guild of Magic might retaliate …
Although Vanskore was not afraid of the Jarrosus Guild of Magic, he felt that it was not worth it. After all, there was no deep hatred between them, and there were no huge benefits involved. At the end of the day, he just wanted to vent his anger …
Vanskore thought about it, and decided to put this matter aside for now. He needed to get to the bottom of Lin Li's background first.
Just when Vanskore felt that he had handled this matter cautiously, another middle-aged man came in. He was in his forties, and was one of Vanskore's most trusted subordinates. After the plague in Syer Town, a group of militia followed Vanskore and established the bandit group. This middle-aged man was one of them, and had been trusted by Vanskore for many years. In recent years, he had been sent to Doland to build a good relationship with the nobles there. He would not return to the Dragon Mountains unless it was something important.
"Gabri, why are you back?" Vanskore's expression turned serious when he saw the middle-aged man enter. Compared to massacring a town and killing a mage, Gabri's return was more important.
"Boss, I got another business deal in Doland …"
"Oh?" Vanskore's eyes lit up. In Doland, apart from building a good relationship with the nobles, Gabri was also in charge of some shady businesses. After all, the Syer Bandits had a few thousand members, and robbing was not enough. Kidnapping, extortion, espionage, and assassination were all things that the nobles could not do. Gabri was in charge of these businesses, and in recent years, these businesses had indeed brought in huge profits for the Syer Bandits.
Vanskore had always trusted Gabri, and now that he heard that there was another business deal, his face lit up with joy.
"Two days ago, Lasorick came to look for me …"
"Lasorick …" Vanskore frowned, and then looked surprised. "The Lasorick you are talking about, is he the son of the castellan of Doland?"
"Yes, that's him. He wants us to help him get rid of someone …"
…
At this moment, Lin Li was in the Tower of Dusk, certifying the levels of more than 10 members who had joined that day. That was not something that the president should do, but he had no choice. The Tower of Dusk was severely understaffed now, and apart from Lin Li, only Gavin could help.
"President Felic, will you get into trouble by provoking Vanskore on purpose?" Gavin asked Lin Li worriedly as he recorded the change in brightness on the crystal ball. To be honest, Gavin could not understand this young President. He clearly had the ability to kill everyone, but he spared the life of a bandit. Not only that, he even wanted him to bring back a provocative message to Vanskore. Was he not afraid of getting himself into trouble?
That was one of the top 10 bandit groups in the Breezy Plains. If they were really provoked, even the castellan of Doland would not be able to sit still. There were only a dozen mages in the Tower of Dusk now, so how could they withstand the revenge of the Syer Bandits? Gavin was really curious about what this young President was thinking …
"I'm just afraid that they won't come for revenge …" Lin Li smiled, but did not explain further. Gavin was right. He had indeed provoked Vanskore on purpose this time. It could not be helped. The Syer Bandits were not easy to deal with, and even Lin Li did not have the confidence to escape if they really barged into the Dragon Mountains.
However, it would be a different situation if the battle took place in the Tower of Dusk. Although he had not bought the Magical Crystal Cannons, and could not summon the Eternal Furnace, the All-Kill Array had already been set up …
"But …" Gavin was about to continue asking when the light on the crystal ball disappeared. He had no choice but to pick up his pen to record the level certification results. "Alan, level-14 Magic Shooter."
"Not bad …"
Gavin nodded. "Yes, Mr Basel also said that Magic Shooter Alan's talent is the best among us."
"It's a pity he took a detour."
"Huh?" Gavin was taken aback. If it had been before today, he would have scoffed at such a statement. Alan had definitely improved the fastest among all the mages in Doland's library. Even Mr Basel had said that Alan would be able to break through to the Archmage realm in less than a year. How was such a speed of improvement the result of taking a detour?
However, Gavin did not dare to say that now …
This afternoon, outside the Tower of Dusk, the abilities that this young President had displayed could only be described as unfathomable. Not only did he release the Death Frost casually, but he also controlled it accurately, allowing the young bandit to miraculously survive. All along, Gavin had been full of confidence in his own abilities, but when he stood in front of this young President, Gavin suddenly felt that he was so insignificant.
Perhaps Alan had really taken a detour …
"He's too obsessed with controlling mana. Even when he's injecting mana into the crystal ball to test the strength of the mana, he still wants to control it. This is not a good habit. A good mage should know when to control and when to vent."
"This is indeed Alan's problem …" Gavin thought carefully, and could not help but nod in agreement. Alan really liked to control mana. If a spell only required 80% mana, he would definitely not use 90%. Even Mr Basel had said that this was the behavior of a miser. If Alan continued to be stingy, he would suffer greatly. Unfortunately, it was not easy to change a habit that had been around for more than 10 years. Look, it was exposed during the mana test just now …
"Actually, it's not difficult to change this bad habit. Get Alan to look for me tomorrow, and I'll give him some advice …"
"That's great, President Felic. Let me thank you on behalf of Alan."
The level certification of more than 10 mages was only completed in the middle of the night. However, Lin Li was in a good mood. At least through this level certification, he could clearly know the abilities of the first batch of members of the Tower of Dusk. Including Gavin, there were a total of 17 mages. Among them, there were two Archmages, one level-15 and the other level-16. There were 15 Magic Shooters, and the strongest was Alan, who had already reached the peak of level-14. If nothing went wrong, he would be able to break through to the Archmage realm within a year.
It seemed that this batch of mages sent by Basel was also carefully selected. Every one of them was of good standard. As long as the problem of loyalty was resolved, this batch of mages would definitely become the true backbone of the Breezy Plains Guild of Magic in the near future.
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