The rise of the Malfa Family in Aminya had happened in the past 200 to 300 years. Although they had been involved in all sorts of underground businesses, they had always maintained a good relationship with the major forces. The only exception was the Dark Blade. It couldn't be helped, as the two major forces had their eyes on the land of Aminya at the same time. The direct conflict of interest made it impossible for the two forces to coexist.
Apart from that, be it the Glittergold Trade Union or the Syer Bandits, who committed murder and arson, they all got along well with the Malfa Family.
To a certain extent, this was the real reason for the rise of the Malfa Family. Before they had overwhelming power, making enemies everywhere was simply courting death. During the Dark Age, the High Elves were so powerful that they enslaved other races, and massacres happened all the time. Yet, in the end, their entire race was wiped out, and even the Tree of Eternity was uprooted …
The Malfa Family was not the High Elves, and was far from offending the Tower of Dusk. Even the Glittergold Trade Union would not dare to offend a faction like the Tower of Dusk that was destined to rise, much less the Malfa Family. After all, no one knew if everything they had painstakingly built up would be destroyed by a Sanctuary powerhouse who descended from the sky …
Furthermore, this Mage Beckley had given him an opportunity …
"Alright, Mage Beckley. You must be tired from the long journey from the Tower of Dusk to Aminya. Why don't I get a servant to bring you to rest first? As for President Felic's request, I'll give you an answer after discussing it with my father."
"There's no need for that, Young Master Hutton. Most of the mages from the Tower of Dusk are fighting in the Dragon Mountains, and I have to rush back to help rebuild Black Clouds Town …" Beckley then glanced at Hutton. "This is President Felic's wish."
"Oh, in that case, I won't keep you any longer …" Hutton did not try to persuade him to stay, and only sent Beckley to the door passionately. "As for President Felic's request, I'll give you an answer after discussing it with my father."
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"What? The Guild of Magic actually sent someone over? Damn it, luckily that kid ran away fast, or else I would have … "Harvey, who had just returned from outside, overheard a few servants talking about the Tower of Dusk's arrival, and was instantly infuriated. The encounter in the Blackstone Mountains was the biggest humiliation in Hutton's life.
After returning from the Blackstone Mountains two to three months ago, Hutton had already heard from his father that the Felic who had embarrassed him was the President of the Guild of Magic. He had rushed back today with the intention of humiliating the messenger from the Guild of Magic to vent his anger, but he did not expect the fellow to be so quick-witted and run away before he could even return …
At the same time, Harvey heard a piece of good news.
"Haha, that Guild of Magic was humiliated by the Syer Bandits?" Harvey was elated when he heard the news.
Unfortunately, before Harvey could celebrate, he heard another piece of bad news. "What? That Guild of Magic wants the Malfa Family to help them destroy the Syer Bandits? Are they still dreaming? What status do they have, and what status does the Malfa Family have? How dare they make such a request! "
"Brother, Brother …" Harvey hurriedly looked for Hutton, wanting to confirm the news he had just heard.
"That's right." Hutton nodded, and put the letter back into his pocket. "I was just about to discuss this with my father."
"What the hell …" Harvey was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and let out an exaggerated shriek. "Brother, are you having a fever? The Guild of Magic is the Guild of Magic, and the Malfa Family is the Malfa Family. Their Guild of Magic was humiliated by the Syer Bandits, so why should the Malfa Family support them? Moreover, Brother, don't forget that many of our businesses in the past few years have been with the Syer Bandits. What benefits does it bring to the Mage Family if we help the Guild of Magic to destroy the Syer Bandits? "
"Benefits? Not offending the Guild of Magic is a benefit … "Hutton stared at Harvey for a long time, and shook his head helplessly. He did not know if it was a good thing or a bad thing for his father to make him the heir of the family …
Although this prevented the two brothers from turning against each other for the position of patriarch, it also made this younger brother who was a few years younger than him a complete dandy. Look at what Harvey had been doing these few years. He did not do any proper work, and used the power of the Malfa Family in Aminya to do all sorts of shady things. It was fine if it was just in Aminya City, and even if something happened, the Malfa Family could usually settle it with their power.
But the problem was that last time in the Blackstone Mountains, he didn't know which of his eyes had gone haywire, but he actually dared to touch that young president's head …
Hutton still felt a lingering fear when he thought about it …
Is that person someone you, Harvey, can mess with? Stephen of the Dark Blade is powerful enough, isn't he? He's a top Archmage in his twenties, and will most likely break through to the Legendary-realm in the future. He's also the only heir of the Dark Blade, and has a few Legendary powerhouses backing him up. Yet, he was still buried by that person?
Hutton really felt that it was a miracle that Harvey could live until now!
"But …"
"Alright, Harvey, we'll talk about it when I'm back. I'm going to Father's study now, do you want to come with me?"
"Uh, forget it …" Harvey's face turned pale. He was not afraid of his father's study, but the problem was that he could see his grandfather, Cheyenne, there at any time. That was no laughing matter. To Harvey, that old man who personally taught his elder brother magic was the most terrifying existence in the world. Every time he stood in front of him, Harvey would feel as if his blood was frozen.
"Sigh …" Hutton shook his head helplessly as he watched Harvey leave. Then, he held the letter in his pocket and slowly walked towards the study.
Sorenson Mafa was in his forties this year, and as the leader of a powerful force, he was at the prime of his life. But recently, Patriarch Sorenson had suddenly felt that he was getting old …
His eldest son, Hutton, had been groomed to be the next patriarch since he was young. In order to avoid the tragedy of brothers fighting each other, Sorenson even sacrificed his other son and turned a blind eye to his youngest son, Harvey, into a real dandy. In recent years, Sorenson had seen everything that Hutton had done. Hutton had indeed lived up to his expectations. His magic level was definitely outstanding among the mages of his age. Even his father, Cheyenne, who usually did not show his emotions on his face, had praised Hutton several times with a smile on his face. As long as he did not take the wrong path, he would have the chance to break through to the Legendary-realm before the age of 50.
As for the family business, Hutton had always been managing it well. Although he was only in his twenties, he was more capable and resourceful than many old foxes with white hair and beards.
Although his youngest son, Harvey, was mischievous, it was the result of Sorenson's plan. Hence, he could not blame anyone. Moreover, Harvey's mischievous behavior had always been limited to Aminya City. With the power of the Malfa Family, it was not a big deal.
Logically speaking, Sorenson should not be dissatisfied with this …
Unfortunately, Hutton brought him a letter today …
This letter was from a young mage from Doland who only had a few dozen subordinates. According to Hutton, he was only in his twenties.
Usually, such a letter would not reach Sorenson's hands. But today, not only did it arrive, it was also given to him by his eldest son, Hutton.
"What do you think?" Sorenson asked softly after reading the letter in his hands. He was not in a hurry to express his opinion.
"I think this is an opportunity."
"Oh?" Sorenson was surprised. "What opportunity?"
"An opportunity for us to get rid of the Dark Blade. Although I did not get the item mentioned in my ancestor's last words when I went to the Blackstone Mountains this time, I met the President of the Guild of Magic. To be honest, Father, I was really shocked this time. I'm afraid even Mentor Cheyenne cannot see through this President Felic's strength …"
"What?" Sorenson's face stiffened. "You mean your grandfather …"
"Yes …" Hutton nodded. He had been learning magic from Cheyenne since he was young, and had always addressed him as teacher. Calling him grandfather was a little unfamiliar to him.
"How … How is this possible? On the day of the inauguration ceremony of the President of the Guild of Magic, didn't our men send back news that the President was only in his twenties? Hutton, you can't say such things. Your grandfather is a Legendary-mage … "
"That President Felic is also …"
"Also what …?" Sorenson was stunned at first, and then his breathing quickened. "You … You mean, a Legendary-mage?"
"Yes …" Hutton nodded. "In fact, I saw with my own eyes that this President Felic turned from an Archmage to a Legendary-mage …"
"That's impossible … That's impossible. A Legendary-mage in his twenties has never appeared in the whole of Anril, not to mention the Breezy Plains. The God of Mages Geresco only broke through to the Legendary-realm at the age of 30. When he was in his twenties, Geresco was only a Magic Shooter. How could this Felic …"
"But that's the truth …" Hutton rubbed his forehead in frustration. Honestly, he had expected his father's reaction. A Legendary-mage in his twenties … Who would believe it? This was as unbelievable as a man getting pregnant, but Hutton knew that it was all true. Not long ago, this unbelievably young President of the Guild of Magic had broken through to the Legendary-realm right under his nose, and used an extremely powerful Magical Domain to kill the Lord of Darkness that had been awe-inspiring in Anril for thousands of years …
Even though it had been a while, to Hutton, it was as if it had just happened. Every detail was crystal clear to him.
"Oh, yes, there's one more thing … The few items mentioned in the ancestor's last words have fallen into the hands of this President Felic …"
"What?" If it was said that Sorenson was just thinking about it previously, then this current patriarch of the Malfa Family was really shocked now …
Although Sorenson did not know what the few items mentioned in the ancestor's last words were, he had never doubted that they had unparalleled power. After all, the ancestor of the Malfa Family was a powerful existence that had broken through to the Sanctuary-realm. How could the items in his last words "surpass everything" be described so simply?
"Those are the three relics left behind by the God of Mages Geresco … The Book of Eternity, the magical crystal of the Evil Eye Tyrant, and the key to the Sky Castle … Hehe, Geresco left us a path to godhood … It's a pity that I'm not so lucky …"
Every time Hutton said a name, Sorenson felt as if his heart was being smashed by something. By the time Hutton finished saying the names of the three relics, Sorenson was already leaning against the chair with a pale face …
Although Sorenson was not able to achieve much in the field of magic due to his limited talent, with the abilities of a level-15 Archmage and the teachings of his Legendary-mage father, how could he not know what these three relics meant? They were the true path to godhood! The Book of Eternity was the most powerful weapon in Geresco's hands, and its power was enough to destroy heaven and earth. The magical crystal of the Evil Eye Tyrant was even more terrifying. Once it was mastered, even an idiot could approach the Legendary-realm. As for the key to the Sky Castle, it only existed in legends. It was the strongest battle fortress of the High Elves back then, and the seven Sky Castles had ruled over Anril for countless years …
And now, these three relics had fallen into the hands of that Felic …
Then, the Guild of Magic that Felic represented could not be described as a rising force.
Moreover, according to the various sources of information from the Malfa Family, this President Felic had a rather good relationship with some powerful forces. During the inauguration ceremony, the guest list included the shareholders of the Glittergold Association, the Archbishop of the Brilliance Shrine, and the High Priest of the Darkness Shrine …
"Alright, I understand. I will convince the elders of the family …" Sorenson nodded, and put down the letter with some difficulty. It felt as if it was not a thin piece of paper, but a huge rock that weighed 500 kilograms.
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