"Hey, look." Yeric suddenly stopped in his tracks and nudged Waldo with his elbow.
Waldo looked in the direction that Yeric was pointing at. It turned out that there was a fat mage teaching a young mage apprentice magic in an empty space in the campsite. This scene was rather amusing to the two men. The young mage should be in his twenties, but he was still a mage apprentice. They did not know if it was because of his poor aptitude or that the fat mage's standard was low.
In the Tower of Dusk's campsite, the fat mage was naturally Gerian, and the young mage apprentice who was being reprimanded was Old Salatt's son, Garso.
Although Gerian did not hold back when he reprimanded, he actually thought highly of this student. It was not only because of his friendship with Old Salatt, but also because Garso was indeed talented in learning magic.
His father had been killed by the Syer Bandits, so Garso worked even harder in learning magic so that he could have the chance to avenge his father with his own hands. A mage apprentice in his twenties seemed rather amusing, but Garso had only been learning magic for a few months, and he was already about to reach level-five and become a real mage.
The most regrettable thing was that Garso had started learning magic too late. Even if he was talented, his future achievements would be rather limited. After all, Old Salatt was just an old blacksmith in Black Clouds Town. He barely got by relying on his neighbor's business. How could he afford to send his son to learn magic? Moreover, mages were like gods to ordinary people. They could only dream of it but not reach it. Many people did not even dare to think about whether they could become a mage themselves.
How could Yeric and Waldo know the reason behind it? They only thought that it was a lousy teacher teaching a lousy student. The contrast between the old and the young was especially amusing.
"Ha, so this is the level of the Tower of Dusk. No wonder they couldn't even handle the Syer Bandits. I think that apprentice would be better off being a bandit," Yeric could not help but mock. He did not deliberately lower his voice. To him, it did not matter if the other party heard him or not. Even if they did, what could they do to him? Your President asked us to come over to help. So what if I say a few words?
"Idiot." Gerian frowned. After all, he was once the President of the Guild of Magic. He had trained his hearing by listening to his subordinates speak ill of him in secret. Even a mosquito's sneeze could not escape his ears. However, he was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. With a dog barking beside him, how could he not walk?
However, Gerian didn't want to bother with them. The two of them were full of anger today, and were still looking for a place to vent it. Now that there was a chance to mock the Tower of Dusk, how could they let it go so easily?
Yeric took two more steps forward and waved the magic staff in his hand. He tilted his neck and looked at Garso from the corner of his eyes. He then turned to Waldo and said, "Some people just can't see the reality. They think that anyone can learn magic, but in the end, they become a magic apprentice all their lives. Magic can only be used to coax children. Actually, the most hateful person isn't the student, but the liar teacher who disregards the future of others in order to satisfy his own selfish desires. "
"Haha, that's right. He's such a good material for bandits. He was actually tricked into learning magic. A magic apprentice in his twenties. The Tower of Dusk really has all kinds of talents," Waldo said with a smile.
Garso was also a person who had been in the underworld before. How could he accept such a loss, especially when the other party dared to slander Teacher Gerian? He glared at them and scolded, "Who are you two? How dare you speak ill of my teacher? Listen carefully. My teacher is the President of the Jarrosus Guild of Magic."
Garso had only been exposed to magic for a few months. His current priority was to learn magic. Gerian wouldn't tell him about other things, so he was not familiar with the circle of mages. In his opinion, the Guild of Magic was an organization of mages, so the President of the Guild of Magic would naturally be in charge of managing mages. Who else could be more powerful than the President of the Guild of Magic?
"Jarrosus? Where is that? I've never heard of it. Waldo, do you know Jarrosus? This is the President of the Jarrosus Guild of Magic. " Yeric's face was full of disdain. He really didn't care about the President of a backwater Jarrosus Guild of Magic.
"F * ck off if you're done talking. I didn't teach you anything. That's your parents' responsibility," Gerian said unhappily.
Hearing Gerian's words, Yeric's face changed. He was a level-16 Archmage, and he had never been scolded in such a vulgar way. He shouted angrily, "Damn fatty, who are you scolding!"
"Idiot …" What kind of temper did Gerian have? How could Uncle Gerian care about this level of scolding? He rolled his eyes and didn't even look at the two of them. "Of course I will be responsible for the students I teach. Do I need you two to talk nonsense?"
"Students? Haha, what a boast. This magic apprentice should be in his twenties this year, right? " Waldo sized Garso up with a face full of arrogance. He said disdainfully, "No wonder your President asked the Malfa Family to help deal with those bandits. It's really difficult to rely on you guys."
Garso's face was a little awkward. He felt that he had brought shame to the Tower of Dusk and Teacher Gerian. No matter what the reason was, it was not nice to talk about a magic apprentice in his twenties.
"Is that so?" Gerian glanced at Yeric, and didn't say anything. He just walked over with a blank face. Then, there was a "smack" …
"You … You!" Yeric covered his face in horror, and his eyes were filled with disbelief as he looked at Gerian. Yeric couldn't believe that this … this fat and old fellow had actually slapped him in front of everyone!
"You what you …" Gerian rolled his eyes with a face full of disdain. "I only said that I didn't want to educate you on behalf of your parents, but I didn't say that I would give face to your parents if you pushed me too far …"
Yeric's face turned from red to green. He hurriedly chanted a spell, and the magical crystal at the top of his magic staff was shining with a bright red light …
But Yeric soon realized that he couldn't gather mana no matter how hard he tried. Yeric looked up, and realized that there were about 20 to 30 mages around him. They were all members of the Tower of Dusk.
These mages from the Tower of Dusk were not good people. They followed their ruthless President all day, and had done all sorts of things like murder and arson. So what if they were from the Glittergold Trade Union, much less the Malfa Family? Once they started fighting, the mages from the Tower of Dusk wouldn't care so much. They would just blast them with magic before talking about other things …
Moreover, who was Gerian? He was the most special existence in the Tower of Dusk, and even the President respected him. It was said that the President already knew Gerian when he was just a low-level mage. If Gerian was hurt in front of everyone, who could stand the President's anger?
In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere in the campsite became tense. On one side was the Tower of Dusk, and on the other was the Malfa Family. The two forces that were supposed to fight side by side were now like two red-eyed bulls, staring at each other with hostility.
Luckily, it was just a confrontation …
Although both sides were filled with anger, they didn't completely lose their rationality.
Both sides knew that once they started fighting, it wouldn't be beneficial to either of them …
The Guild of Magic definitely knew that although the President was usually gentle and smiling, if he really got angry, he would be more terrifying than an enraged dragon …
It was the same for the Malfa Family. Not to mention the fact that the other party had more than 10 Magic Shooters, it was hard to say who would win if they started fighting. Just based on the orders that Hutton had given before they set off, they didn't dare to easily start a fight.
At this time, the people in the tent were chatting happily.
"Two level-16 mages, four level-15 mages, a total of six Archmages, and six level-14 Magic Shooters. The remaining 26 are level-12 and 13 Magic Shooters." In the tent, Hutton was introducing the strength of his team to Lin Li. He had to let Lin Li know the Malfa Family's sincerity.
"Yes, the Malfa Family is indeed powerful …" Lin Li said with a nod.
Hutton quickly said politely, "President Felic, you're too kind. I've already seen the mages of the Tower of Dusk when I came. They are the real elites …"
"Hehe …" Lin Li smiled and waved his hand. He remembered the reason he had invited the Malfa Family here, and said, "Oh, yes, Hutton, the reason why I invited the Malfa Family to participate in the encirclement is not only to borrow your strength, but also to ask about another thing …"
Lin Li was halfway through his sentence when the curtain of the tent was lifted. Gavin barged in, and said, "President, something happened outside. The two mages from the Malfa Family are fighting with Mage Gerian."
Gavin was an honest man …
Unfortunately, honest men would lie sometimes. It was not Gerian who was fighting with the mages from the Malfa Family, but that old fellow Gerian who had slapped the mages …
However, this was normal. The mages from the Tower of Dusk had always been protective of their own people. Regardless of who was right or wrong, as long as someone was going against them, they would blast them with a few spells first.
It could not be helped. They had a sicker President …
The President was even more ridiculous. He stood up hurriedly upon hearing this, and asked with concern, "What happened? Is the old fellow hurt?"
"…" Even though Gavin had gotten used to how protective this young President was, he still had the urge to vomit blood when he heard this. How could he be so damn protective? He didn't even ask why there was a fight outside, and instead asked if the old man was alright. Of course the old man was alright. He had slapped that mage from the Malfa Family so hard that he even lost a few of his front teeth. How could he be alright …?
Luckily, Hutton did not have the leisure to think too much at this time. Upon hearing Gavin's words, he felt like fainting. Damn it, why did they fight? Didn't I tell those two idiots to go back first? How could they fight?
If I had known this would happen, I would not have brought those two idiots along. Damn it, do they know who they are working with this time? Is he someone to be trifled with? The Syer Bandits are ruthless enough, aren't they? A simple sneak attack and more than 300 people were buried at the edge of the Scar of Death …
Are those two idiots trying to get the Malfa Family into trouble too?
"No, but they are in a stalemate. Look …" Gavin replied.
Knowing that Gerian was not hurt, Lin Li was relieved. He turned to Hutton, and said, "Mage Hutton, do you think we should go take a look together?"
"Alright, alright, I'm sorry. It's all my men's fault. I'll definitely teach them a lesson when we get back …" Hutton heaved a sigh of relief. As long as no one was hurt, there was still room for redemption. As for his two subordinates, they were no longer in his consideration. Who cared if they lived or died?
"It's a small matter …" Lin Li waved his hand, and said calmly, "Just teach them a lesson when we get back. Don't use any torture. They're two living people after all, and it's not easy for them to grow up …"
"…" Gavin almost spat out his saliva. If there was a vote for the most shameless mage in the Breezy Plains, it would definitely be this young President …
Hutton was just being polite, and you're really treating this as the Malfa Family's fault? They're two living people after all, and it's not easy for them to grow up … My Lord President, these two living people have half their faces swollen from being slapped by Master Gerian …
After leaving the tent, the three of them quickly arrived at the scene. There was a circle of Magic Shooters from the Tower of Dusk outside, and Gerian, Alan, and the two mages from the Malfa Family standing opposite each other in the middle.
"Great, so the people from the Tower of Dusk are all shameless people. Not only are they rude, but they're also shameless … What are you guys trying to do? Are you trying to gang up on your allies? "Yeric sneered.
"Smack!" Yeric, who had just finished speaking, suffered a kick on his back. He was sent flying a few steps forward before he could regain his balance. As soon as he regained his balance, he turned around angrily to see which shameless person had attacked him. But this time, Yeric was shocked. Where he was just standing, Young Master Hutton's gaze seemed to be able to freeze the air as he stared at him.
"Young … Young Master, why are you here?" Waldo was tongue-tied when he saw Hutton suddenly appear beside him.
"What did I say to you guys just now? Did you guys turn a deaf ear to my words?" Hutton said coldly as he glanced at the two men. He was angry and helpless, especially when he compared them to the mages from the Tower of Dusk. Why were their subordinates so obedient?
"Young Master Hutton, they were too rude. They clearly asked for our help, but they acted like they were the masters from the beginning. It was as if we owed them something," Yeric said defiantly.
Damn it, when did I say that they begged us to come? You're right about one thing, I really do owe them something. Hutton looked at Lin Li awkwardly, and only calmed down when he saw that the young President was not displeased. But, he did not dare to let his two subordinates continue talking. God knew what they would say if they did not know the truth.
"Alright, you guys don't have to say anymore! This matter was approved by the Elders of the Family, and I have my own ideas on what to do. All you have to do is to obey without any objections. Now, apologize to Mage Gerian and his student, Garso, immediately, "Hutton said sternly.
Yeric and Waldo looked at each other, and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. How could they not lower their heads under such circumstances? They had no choice but to apologize to Gerian and Garso unwillingly.
"Something like this is not allowed to happen again. Tell the others when you go back, or don't blame me for being rude," Hutton said angrily.
"Yes, Young Master Hutton. We'll remember it," the two answered with their heads lowered.
"President Felic, what do you think of this?" Hutton asked Lin Li cautiously.
Since they had already lowered their heads, Lin Li did not want to go overboard. He nodded, and said, "Mage Hutton, since this matter has been settled, let's go back and continue our conversation."
To be honest, although Hutton was angry that Yeric and Waldo had created trouble for him, they were two level-16 Archmages, after all. It was fine if he reprimanded them, but he might not be able to do it if he had to punish them. Hearing that President Felic was not going to hold it against them, he looked at Gerian and Garso apologetically, and returned to the tent after making sure that he was not going to hold it against them.
After returning to the tent, Lin Li invited Hutton to his seat as though nothing had happened. With a serious expression, he said, "Mage Hutton, there's something I hope you'll be honest about. I suspect that this matter has a lot to do with the changes in the Syer Bandits."
"Oh, President Felic, please feel free to ask me any questions," Hutton said earnestly. Damn it, everything was going well, but then those two reckless fools appeared, almost making all my efforts go to waste.
"Mage Hutton, you might think that I was the one who organized the attack on the Syer Bandits after I returned." Lin Li did not ask the question immediately, and decided to tell Hutton the cause of the incident first.
"Oh, is that not the case?" Hutton asked curiously.
Lin Li shook his head, and said, "In fact, the attack on the Syer Bandits started more than two months before I returned. It was Gerian, the President of the Jarrosus Guild of Magic, who led the mages from the Tower of Dusk into the Dragon Mountains. Since we had investigated the Syer Bandits before, it did not take us much time to find their lair. "
Hutton was even more puzzled. He had seen the abilities of the mages from the Tower of Dusk with his own eyes. If it was as President Felic had said, and they had started the operation two months ago, how could it have taken so long with their abilities? He frowned, and said, "Could it be that there is someone powerful among the remaining members of the Syer Bandits?"
"You have interacted with the Syer Bandits before. Have you heard that they have an Alchemy Colossus?" Lin Li had been shocked by Gerian once, so he had to shock Hutton this time.
Sure enough, upon hearing Lin Li mention Alchemy Colossus, Hutton's eyes widened in shock. His lips trembled as he said, "President Felic, what did you say? Did I hear wrongly? Did you say Alchemy Colossus? You mean, the Syer Bandits have Alchemy Colossus? "
"That's right, four Alchemy Colossuses of the Alchemy Colossus level. Mage Hutton, I'm sure you know what that means." Lin Li's lips curled up into a smile. He was very satisfied with Hutton's performance.
Hutton could only feel disbelief. Alchemy Colossuses of the Alchemy Colossus level had the abilities of an Archmage, and their actual combat abilities were even stronger than an Archmage's. How could such a thing be in the hands of the Syer Bandits? Vanskore had never mentioned it to him before.
Hutton's brows slowly furrowed, and he looked at Lin Li with a puzzled expression. "President Felic, although I don't know how the Syer Bandits managed to get their hands on the Alchemy Colossus, from what I can see, with the abilities of your guild, even if it's four Alchemy Colossuses of the Alchemy Colossus level, it shouldn't be enough to keep them here for more than two months."
"And 10 level-18 Archmages?" Lin Li was very envious. If his Tower of Dusk had such a force, which force in the Breezy Plains would dare to speak loudly in front of the Tower of Dusk?
However, he did not have to be envious for long. Lin Li thought of the Rune Potion he had concocted from the mutated Dragon's Tongue in the Blackstone Mountains, and it would definitely be very effective. Perhaps his Tower of Dusk would have 10 more Archmages then.
The side effects of the Rune Potion were very obvious. Once it was used, there would be no hope of advancing in the future. However, in this world, how many Magic Shooters could be sure that they would advance to become an Archmage in their lifetime? Many Magic Shooters were stuck at the threshold of level-14, unable to advance in their entire lives. As long as the potion was concocted, there was no need to worry that no one would be willing to drink it. Of course, the most important condition was loyalty to the Tower of Dusk.
"What did you say!?" Hutton almost choked on his breath. Even his own family would not be able to gather 10 level-18 Archmages. What he could be sure of was that these 10 Archmages were definitely not the remnants of the Syer Bandits. They belonged to an unknown force.
"Mage Hutton, you must have guessed it as well. Although I do not know which force these 10 level-18 Archmages are from, I am sure they are not from the Syer Bandits. But, why are there still forces supporting the Syer Bandits at this time? What are they plotting? "Lin Li's fingers were tapping on the table lightly.
"Yes, yes, what are they plotting?" Hutton was shocked by the shocking news. 10 level-18 Archmages! Although the Malfa Family still had a Legendary powerhouse, a Legendary powerhouse was like a nuclear weapon used for deterrence. On the other hand, an Archmage was like a conventional missile that could really be used to smash people.
"Things are back to the beginning. The reason why we surrounded the remnants of the Syer Bandits was because they attacked Black Clouds Town. Mage Hutton, you should be familiar with this place. I heard that the Syer Bandits dug something out from under the church in Black Clouds Town. " Lin Li's fingers tapped on the table heavily twice. Hutton was so shocked that he shivered.
"Is … Is that so? What is it?" Hutton's eyes flickered.
Lin Li's burning gaze was fixed on Hutton's eyes. "You should be the one telling me what the thing under the church in Black Clouds Town is!"
"This …" Hutton hesitated. There was no hope for Geresco's three relics anymore. That thing was even more important to the Malfa Family. However, if he did not say it, President Felic would not let it go. The Malfa Family and the Tower of Dusk would really fall out with each other.
"Mage Hutton, no matter what's under the church in Black Clouds Town, it's now in the hands of the Syer Bandits or some other mysterious force. What's the point of continuing to hide it?" Lin Li said calmly with a smirk.
Hutton shook his head helplessly. He had to admit that President Felic was speaking the truth. The thing had already been taken by the enemy. Since they were now allies with the Tower of Dusk, there was no point in hiding it.
Hutton said with difficulty, "The thing under the church in Black Clouds Town is an arm of the Immortal King."
"What!?" Lin Li was prepared to be shocked by the extraordinariness of the thing, but he did not expect it to be so extraordinary. You must be joking. How could the arm of the Immortal King be lost so easily!?
Hutton coughed twice, and continued, "When the Immortal King fought with the Dragon of Destruction, he eventually killed the Dragon of Destruction, but he also lost an arm because of it. With the Immortal King's strength at that time, it would not have been a problem for him to reattach his arm. However, for some reason, the Immortal King did not do that. Instead, he casually threw his arm on the battlefield, which is now the Breezy Plains. "
"The Immortal King's arm … I'm afraid many people would fight for it," Lin Li said while stroking his chin.
Hutton shook his head, and said, "No one knew about this at first. It was only because of an incident that people found out that the Immortal King actually left an arm here. That incident was an unforgettable disaster for the entire Breezy Plains. A Death Knight obtained that arm. "
Lin Li's eyebrows twitched. He still had more than 10 Death Knights under him. It was just that it was a little troublesome to train them.
Hutton did not know what Lin Li was thinking. He continued, "With the help of the Immortal King's arm, that Death Knight became the first Retribution Knight in Anril. He made use of the characteristics of the Death Knights to quickly gather a strong team of Death Knights. They then began to sweep through the Breezy Plains, and all living creatures were targets to be destroyed. In less than 10 years, the population of the Breezy Plains was lost by more than a third. Several cities, including Roland City, were turned into ruins. "
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