It only took Lin Li two days to return to the Tower of Dusk from the Blackstone Mountains. However, when he settled Norfeller and Ujfasilu down in Black Clouds Town, he discovered that Black Clouds Town seemed to have been baptized by the flames of war. There were collapsed houses everywhere, and the streets were stained with dried blood.
"What's going on? Where did everyone go?" Lin Li immediately had a bad feeling upon seeing such a scene. He scanned the entire Black Clouds Town with his mental strength, but could not find anyone he could talk to.
Lin Li could not be bothered to hide the Undead servants around him, and brought them directly to the Tower of Dusk. Fortunately, the Tower of Dusk did not seem to have been attacked. However, when he walked into the Tower of Dusk, he realized that the mages inside were nowhere to be seen, and the place was empty and lifeless.
"Mr. President? Mr. President is back! " Just as Lin Li was standing in the middle of the hall, trying to find someone to talk to, a middle-aged mage ran out with an excited expression.
"Beckley?" Lin Li could barely remember the name of the middle-aged mage. Just like in school, there were usually two types of people who left a deep impression: the top students, and the bottom students. Beckley, on the other hand, was not very talented in magic, and had only reached the level of a level-8 mage in his forties.
"Mr. President, it's really you. I'm Beckley." Beckley was rather excited that Lin Li remembered his name.
"Oh, Beckley, did something happen here when I was not around? Where did everyone else go?" Lin Li asked curiously.
"Mr. President, this is what happened." Beckley suppressed his excitement with great difficulty, and said to Lin Li, "About two months ago, not long after Mr. President left, the Syer Bandits attacked Black Clouds Town, and destroyed the church in the center of the town. I don't know what they dug out."
"The Syer Bandits again? These idiots really don't know what's good for them." Upon hearing this, Lin Li frowned. Weren't the Syer Bandits a little too bold?
When he first heard about the origins of the Syer Bandits, he actually sympathized with them from the bottom of his heart. However, sympathy did not mean that he could let them do whatever they wanted. Furthermore, the sneak attack near the Scar of Death had already wiped out the last bit of sympathy he had.
It seemed like he really had to find a chance to go to the Dragon Mountains and get rid of the remaining members of the Syer Bandits …
"They attacked Black Clouds Town? I passed by that place on my way back. Could it be that everyone in the town … "
Beckley knew that the president was close to the people in Black Clouds Town, so he quickly added, "President, we rushed over as soon as we received the news, but many people were still killed. We only managed to save a portion of them, and we've temporarily settled them somewhere else."
"Where are Uncle Salatt and the rest?" Lin Li had stayed in Black Clouds Town for a period of time. That period of time was a rare moment of peace for him after he arrived in Anril. It made him feel like he had returned to the time before he transmigrated. Most of the people in the town were like his neighbors back in his childhood — friendly and casual. For example, his neighbor Old Salatt, the kind old man who opened a small blacksmith shop, his landlord Auntie Susan, and Lil 'Jack who gave him fruits.
Beckley's expression turned ugly, and he stuttered, "President, when we … When we got there, Old Salatt was already … already …"
"Yes, I know …" Lin Li nodded. His expression did not change much, but those few simple words were like a piece of frozen ice in Beckley's ears. It was so cold that it made one's hair stand on end …
"Oh, yes, where are the rest?" After taking a look at the Tower of Dusk, Lin Li's face was filled with bewilderment. Sendros seemed to have mentioned that his mages had returned more than two months ago. Why was the Tower of Dusk still so empty?
Although he knew that it was not directed at him, the President's cold tone still made Beckley shiver. He hurriedly said, "President Gerian and the rest came back more than a month after the incident. After hearing about it, President Gerian said that he wanted to bring his men to settle the score with the Syer Bandits. The others couldn't stop him no matter how hard they tried, so they followed him."
"Yes." Lin Li's tensed face finally relaxed a little. This was in line with Gerian's temper. However, Lin Li's face was filled with doubt again. "When did they set off?"
"President, they set off a few days after knowing about the incident. It should have been more than two months," Beckley said worriedly.
"What, more than two months!?" Lin Li was shocked to hear that. The boss of the Syer Bandits, Vanskore, had led the elites of the bandits to ambush him in the Blackstone Mountains, and was killed by him. It could be said that the Syer Bandits only existed in name now. Although the Tower of Dusk was not very powerful now, it should not take much effort to deal with the remaining dregs of the Syer Bandits. Thinking of this, he asked, "Do you know what happened to them? Why haven't they returned after so long?"
Beckley shook his head, and said, "When President Gerian left, he only told me to wait for your return. I have not received any news from them in these two months."
"What the hell …" Lin Li cursed softly. Everything was clear now. Gerian was an Archmage, and he had a few Magic Shooters and a large group of mages with him. How could they take more than two months to deal with the Syer Bandits that only existed in name? Was this not a joke?
Lin Li even dared to bet his head that Gerian was not facing the remaining forces of the Syer Bandits.
There was no doubt that there was a powerful force supporting the Syer Bandits!
But which one was it …
Lin Li knew most of the famous forces in Doland. Although there were many who could go against the Tower of Dusk, none of them would dare to take the risk. After all, the names of the guests at the inauguration ceremony had spread all over Doland. They could not ignore the consequences of offending the Tower of Dusk, which was growing stronger and had close ties with many powerhouses, for the sake of the Syer Bandits that only existed in name. Which fool would do such a thing?
Lin Li's expression was gloomy, but Beckley, who was beside him, was trembling in fear that the young President would vent his anger on him. "P-Mr President, I did ask to go too, but …"
"Oh, it has nothing to do with you …" Hearing Beckley's hesitant explanation, Lin Li snapped out of his thoughts, and hurriedly waved his hands to signal this mage who was not very talented to relax. "Continue to guard the Tower of Dusk, I have to go to the Dragon Mountains."
However, just as he stepped out of the door, Lin Li suddenly thought of something. The Syer Bandits were in cahoots with the Malfa Family, and from what Hutton had said, it seemed like they had a good relationship. At least, they did business frequently. Otherwise, Vanskore would not have listened to Hutton's orders and ambushed him near the Scar of Death.
In that case, could this matter be related to the Malfa Family?
Oh, yes, and that thing under the church, I seem to have heard the Malfa Family mention it before …
"Beckley." At the thought of this, Lin Li stopped in his tracks.
"Mr President, what can I do for you?" Beckley hurriedly took two steps towards Lin Li.
"Write a letter in my name, and get someone to deliver it to the Malfa Family in Aminya."
"Yes." Beckley nodded respectfully, and carefully asked, "So, Mr President, the content of this letter is …"
"Tell the Malfa Family that their ally, the Breezy Plains Guild of Magic, will be wiping out the remaining forces of the Syer Bandits within a week. Ask them to send a batch of mages above level-10 to assist us according to the alliance agreement."
"This …" Beckley was clearly stunned. Since when did the Tower of Dusk form an alliance with the Malfa Family?
Moreover, the Malfa Family was not an ordinary force. Although Beckley had never left Doland, he still had sufficient understanding of this mafia family in Aminya.
The Malfa Family rose to power 200 years ago, and the strongest Adventurer in the history of the Breezy Plains, Leo Malfa, was the first patriarch of the Malfa Family. Now that 200 years had passed, this mafia family had almost monopolized all the underground businesses in Aminya, and had even become the actual ruler of Aminya.
It was truly a colossus. Apart from the Dark Blade that was also rooted in Aminya, there was almost no other force within a 500-mile radius that could go against the Malfa Family.
Compared to the Malfa Family, the newly established Tower of Dusk was not even worth mentioning.
It was precisely because of this that Beckley looked a little hesitant. "This … This, leader, should we change our wording a little … a little?"
"No need, just write what I say." Lin Li shook his head, and looked at Beckley strangely. Was there anything wrong with his wording?
"What about the messenger? Should I make a trip to Aminya myself …?"
"If you go, who's going to guard the Tower of Dusk? Don't trouble yourself, just find someone to deliver it … "Lin Li hurriedly instructed before calling Norfeller and Ujfalusi, who had been waiting at the side, and turned to leave the Tower of Dusk.
"Sigh …" Beckley looked at Lin Li's receding figure, and shook his head helplessly. He felt that it was a pity that President Felic was still too young …
Although Beckley had gradually realized that the young President who led the guild was far beyond the average young mage, Beckley felt that the shortcoming of Lin Li's youth was still exposed this time.
What was the Malfa Family? They were a colossus that ruled the entire Aminya. How could a small Guild of Magic order them around? Looking at what President Felic had just said, it was as if he was ordering the Malfa Family around. He even restricted the abilities of the people they sent. If Lin Li was the patriarch of the Malfa Family, he would not have bothered with the letter at all, and would have just thrown the letter into a pile of scrap paper …
Beckley only shook his head when Lin Li's back could no longer be seen. He turned around and entered the Tower of Dusk. He spread out the letter and began to think hard. Beckley was thinking about how he should write this letter. President Felic was young and insensible, so he could not just write nonsense. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if he offended a strong enemy instead of getting help from his allies …
…
A dusty carriage slowly stopped in front of the Malfa Family's gate in Aminya City. A middle-aged mage alighted from the carriage with a face full of fatigue, and walked up the stairs after paying the fare. If Lin Li was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this middle-aged mage as Beckley, whom he had arranged to stay behind to guard the Malfa Family.
Although he had been asked to stay behind by the President, Beckley felt that the Malfa Family's reputation and status were more than enough for the President to come personally. Sending a letter from a mage with a low status in the Tower of Dusk was already disrespectful to the Malfa Family. He would never dare to do as Lin Li had said and get two random people to deliver the letter …
"Stop right there, what are you doing?" The guard of the Malfa Family stopped him without any hesitation.
"Messenger from the Breezy Plains Guild of Magic, level-8 mage Beckley, requests to see the patriarch of the Malfa Family." Beckley did not dare to delay after accepting the President's mission. He traveled day and night, and finally arrived at the Malfa Family two days later.
"What Tower of Dusk? Why haven't I heard of it before?" the guard at the gate said in disdain after sizing Beckley up.
Although mages had a higher status, Beckley was only a level-8 mage, after all. He was indeed a lowly one in the Breezy Plains. Although the guard was only a gatekeeper, he was backed by the Malfa Family, after all. Why would he care about a level-8 mage?
"How dare you lie to the Malfa Family? You must be tired of living," another guard said while holding onto the hilt of his sword.
"Excuse me, I really have something urgent to attend to …"
"Are you leaving or not? Do you think anyone can enter the Malfa Family? I'll cut your head off if you don't leave now." The guard pulled his sword out halfway, and the reflected sunlight shone on Beckley's eyes.
"What's with all the noise? Where is this? Aren't you embarrassed?" A voice suddenly came from behind Beckley.
The two guards hurriedly bowed, and called out in unison, "Young Master Hutton!"
Hutton walked up the stairs with the two of them. He looked at the guards, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Young Master Hutton, this man claims to be a messenger from the Tower of Dusk, and he wants to see the patriarch," one of the guards said while pointing at Beckley.
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