The other stranger was very young, and looked to be about the same age as Hutton. He was also wearing a black robe, and when he stood next to Hutton, the magical wave that he exuded was not inferior to that of the so-called top magic genius of the Breezy Plains.
However, for some reason, this young mage who was not weak did not seem to be friendly …
The moment Tutankhamun spoke, Lin Li had already sensed the hostility in the young man's eyes. It was as if he was a magical beast that had suddenly discovered another of its kind that would compete with it for prey.
"What's wrong with you …" Lin Li pursed his lips. He thought to himself, I've offended the Malfa Family so badly. If anyone is unhappy, it should be Hutton. Why are you baring your teeth at me?
"President … President Felic, what a coincidence …" Hutton's face stiffened as he spoke.
It could not be helped. After the Syer Bandits were annihilated, their relationship had become rather awkward. They were not friends, and neither were they enemies. They were not friendly, but they did not openly fall out with each other. They were just so indifferent, and could barely be described as acquaintances. If things had gone according to Hutton's plan, and they no longer met in the Blackstone Mountains, perhaps everyone would have forgotten about it after a few months.
Unfortunately, the two of them met again in the blink of an eye. Honestly, if it was possible, Hutton really did not want to meet this young President of the Guild of Magic.
This person was too dangerous …
Although Hutton still did not completely believe everything that Adelo said, not completely believing him did not mean that he did not believe him at all. Hutton was very clear about Adelo's character, and his senior brother was not someone who was good at telling lies. Everything that happened in the Scar of Death, even if there were some exaggerations, would not be too far off from what he said …
Even if Senior Adelo had lied, the 300 elites of the Syer Bandits would not lie to anyone, right?
In less than half an hour, more than 300 rather powerful bandits and a level-18 Warrior like Vanskore had been wiped out in the blink of an eye. Just the thought of such powerful and cold-blooded methods made one's scalp go numb.
That was also the reason why Lin Li had made the decision to retreat overnight. In order to avoid the upcoming conflict, he had even given up on the help that Sendros had promised. After all, Sendros was a true Legendary powerhouse. If he had been willing to help, Lin Li would have been the only one who had passed through the Gate of Truth …
Who would have thought that they wouldn't be able to avoid it in the end. After going around in a circle, they met again behind the Gate of Truth.
Hutton's heart skipped a beat the moment he saw Lin Li. "Oh no, this is bad …"
At that moment, Hutton did not have time to think too much. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to pull the young President of the Guild of Magic to his side no matter what.
Fortunately, the other party's reaction made Hutton heave a sigh of relief. This young President of the Guild of Magic seemed to have forgotten about the previous unpleasantness. After hearing Hutton's greeting, he quickly turned around and gave him a friendly smile. "Yes, what a coincidence …"
"Oh yes, President Felic, I almost forgot to ask. Why are you here?"
"Hehe …" Lin Li still had a friendly smile on his face, but he glanced at the stranger as he spoke. "Speaking of which, I'm really unlucky. I was ambushed when I passed by the nest of the Crimson Python, and had no choice but to hide in the cave. Who knew that I would end up like this …"
The stranger's expression changed when he heard Lin Li's words.
"Oh yes, this is …" Lin Li acted as if he didn't see anything. After he grumbled, he looked at the stranger blankly as if waiting for Hutton to introduce him.
"Yes, yes, yes. If not for President Felic's reminder, I would have forgotten to introduce both of you …" Hutton's smile was as awkward as it could get. "This is Stephen from the Dark Blade, a level-17 Archmage. He's the one and only genius in magic in the Breezy Plains. This is President Felic, the owner of the Tower of Dusk, a mage that even Brother Adelo admires."
"It's an honor to meet you …" Lin Li had already guessed it even without Hutton's introduction. There were not many Archmages below the age of 30 in the Breezy Plains, and those above level-17 were even rarer. Furthermore, Lin Li's expression changed when he mentioned the ambush. No matter how dumb Lin Li was, he could guess that this person was most likely the successor of the Dark Blade, the nemesis of the Malfa Family.
"What Tower of Dusk? I've never heard of it …" Stephen glanced at Lin Li with disdain. "As for that useless Adelo, he's only level-17 even after following Cheyenne for decades. I don't think there's anything to be proud of if he admires you …"
Hutton was pleasantly surprised when he heard Stephen's words.
Hutton did have the intention to sow discord. Otherwise, he would not have thought of introducing Stephen to Lin Li as soon as he heard Lin Li mention the ambush. It was as if he was telling Lin Li that the mastermind behind the ambush was here, and that Lin Li should hurry up and take his revenge.
In Hutton's opinion, given Lin Li's character, he would probably fall out with them on the spot after knowing the truth. That was a person who killed more than 300 people. Why would he give the Dark Blade any face?
However, no matter how optimistic Hutton was, he would never have thought that Stephen would be so cooperative …
What Tower of Dusk? I've never heard of it …
This was a blatant humiliation that no one would be able to tolerate, not to mention the young President Felic.
Now, one was a level-17 Archmage who was on par with Hutton, and the other was a powerful mage that even Senior Brother Adelo admired. If they were to clash, one of them might die. If that happened, Hutton would be able to eliminate one of his competitors effortlessly.
Even if Tutankhamun intervened in the end, he wouldn't suffer any losses. Once the two of them shed all pretenses of cordiality, it would be impossible for them to work together to deal with him. This was definitely the most ideal situation for him.
Unfortunately, Hutton was soon disappointed. He saw that President Felic still had a warm smile on his face after Stephen's words. It was as if Stephen's words were a compliment instead of an insult.
"Hehe, Mage Stephen is so straightforward that he's adorable …"
How could Lin Li not know what Hutton was thinking? He just wanted to sow discord between Lin Li and Stephen. It would be best if the two of them could fight, and kill one of them first …
Of course, Lin Li did not mind killing Stephen. After all, he would have to settle the score with Stephen for sending people to ambush Gavin and the rest. However, Lin Li did not have the time now. How could he have the time to care about other things when the son of the Dragon of Destruction was here?
"Hello, Mr Tutankhamun. I didn't expect us to meet again so soon …"
"Hehe, I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart …" Tutankhamun's eyes seemed to be able to see through one's heart. The moment Lin Li opened his mouth, this mysterious middle-aged man had already said what was on Lin Li's mind.
"Yes, Mr Tutankhamun. I wonder if you can tell me the reason for all this?"
"It's because of a promise." Tutankhamun's gaze swept across the three of them, and finally landed on Lin Li. "A promise made more than 1,300 years ago. Alright, since everyone is here, let's find a place to have a good talk …"
The moment Tutankhamun's voice fell, the scenery around them suddenly changed. The desert that was originally filled with yellow sand suddenly turned into a lush forest. An elegant and quiet wooden house was hidden in the dense forest. The three of them followed Tutankhamun through the forest and into the wooden house, their eyes filled with shock.
The three youths here were all rare magical geniuses. Naturally, they wouldn't be like ordinary people and explain everything in front of them with illusory magic. In fact, all of this couldn't be explained by illusory magic. Everything in front of them was so real. Even the fragrance of the flowers and the soil was no different from the real world. There wasn't any illusory magic in this world that could reach such a level. The only explanation was that this was a real world, a real world that could change according to Tutankhamun's will …
"Since you're here, I'm sure you know about the agreement from back then …" Tutankhamun's first words were directed at Hutton and Stephen.
Hutton nodded respectfully. "Yes, Mr Tutankhamun. According to the records of the Malfa Family, 1300 years later, the descendants of the Malfa Family can take back some things that originally belonged to the Malfa Family from your hands."
"Hmm …" Tutankhamun smiled, and then shook his head. "Your family's records have a mistake …"
"Oh?"
"The real owner of those things is not the Malfa Family that you mentioned, but Geresco …"
"Ge … Geresco!" The three young mages exclaimed as soon as Tutankhamun's voice fell.
The name Geresco itself had a magical power. Even in the entire history of Anril, only the Immortal King could be compared to it.
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