"Sirs, I'll have to trouble you to arrange another fifty tents, a group of people is coming …" After arriving at the camp, Lin Yun directly looked for Ida Merlin and Yuri Merlin. In those two months, he had already gotten used to handing some trivial matters to Ida Merlin and Yuri Merlin, and the two of them didn't have any complaints.
"Eh? Fifty tents … "
Ida Merlin and Yuri Merlin froze at the same time. They then looked at each other in dismay, bewildered expressions on their faces. They clearly understood that in the current situation, apart from asking for help from the Ancestral Land, the young mage simply had no way to find help. But just now, they clearly heard the young mage say that a group of people was coming. What was going on?
"Is there a problem?"
But before Ida Merlin and Yuri Merlin could think too much, Lin Yun's voice already echoed, rousing the two from their stupor. They nodded like chickens pecking at rice. "No problem, no problem …"
"I'll have to trouble you two …"
Lin Yun softly nodded. He then took out an ancient book emitting a dense aura of death and chanted a few profound characters. It was followed by intense spatial fluctuations rising up as a Planar Path appeared. One mage after another walked out of the Planar Path.
"High Mages …"
At this time, Ida Merlin and Yuri Merlin were stunned. They now understood what the young mage meant when he said that a group of people was coming. As more and more people came out of the Planar Path, the two were stunned. With their eyesight as Archmages, they could naturally judge that the mages coming out were all High Mages!
Most importantly, the feeling these High Mages gave them wasn't something ordinary High Mages could compare to. Their auras were exceptionally powerful, and although they were only 1st Rank High Mages, it would be very difficult to find anyone under the 5th Rank that could defeat them. Even if they found it hard to believe, this was the truth.
In fact, it wasn't that Ida Merlin and Yuri Merlin, who came from the Ancestral Land, hadn't seen this kind of special High Mages before, but the appearance of fifty of them was hard for them to accept. At this moment, they were looking at the High Mages with shock in their eyes.
That was a total of fifty High Mages …
Moreover, every single one of them was an existence that far surpassed their own rank. Such a person would be heavily nurtured by any force in Noscent, and they would inevitably reach the Archmage realm in the future. But now, there were fifty of them. This was unimaginable.
They even had a feeling that even if the two of them were Archmages, they wouldn't have any chance of winning against these High Mages. Not only that, but they wouldn't be able to last long before being thoroughly defeated.
That was a little scary …
After all, these people were only 1st Rank High Mages, and it hadn't been long since they reached the High Mage realm. How terrifying would they be if they continued to advance?
Ida Merlin and Yuri Merlin really didn't dare to imagine.
Although he really wanted to know the origin of these High Mages, he thought about it and felt that it might violate the young mage's privacy, so he didn't dare to ask. He quickly left and arranged fifty tents for those people to settle in.
Soon, the news of the fifty High Mages spread throughout the camp and set off a huge wave.
In a dense forest not far from the camp, a black figure flashed past, rushing towards the Flame Demon Fort at an extremely fast speed.
At this time, five people were sitting in the conference hall of the Flame Demon Fort. The Planar Legion Commander, Thorne Merlin, as well as the four higher-ups of the Planar Legion, three Archmages and one Sword Saint. These people had followed Thorne Merlin and had fought in the Raging Flame Plane for many years. They had made great contributions to the Merlin Family.
"That Mafa Merlin really likes to cause trouble. How long has it been since he came to the Raging Flame Plane, yet he has already done so many preposterous things …"
The words transmitted by the Ancestral Land yesterday made Thorne Merlin furious. He didn't even sleep well last night. Those words flickering with golden light kept appearing in his mind from time to time. He really couldn't understand why the Ancestral Land was so biased towards Mafa Merlin.
Could Mafa Merlin's contributions to the Merlin Family be compared to his own?
The answer was clearly no.
In the past few years, as the highest commander of the Raging Flame Plane, he had participated time and time again to obtain huge benefits for the Merlin Family. He had even been seriously injured and on the verge of death several times.
And what about Mafa Merlin?
It had only been half a year since he returned to the Merlin Family. Not only did he not make any contributions to the Merlin Family, but he was also incomparably arrogant, causing a ruckus in the Elder Council a few months ago.
"Yeah, I heard that this young Commander has recently been mobilizing his troops to attack the Ghost Valley …"
"He is really interesting, to even do such a preposterous thing. I wonder what kind of expression the Ancestral Land's people would have if they learned of this …"
A few higher-ups in the conference hall suddenly had disdainful expressions, clearly disdainful of Lin Yun's actions in the past two months.
"Haha, I didn't expect him to have the courage to do such a thing …"
Hearing his subordinates discussing the young mage, Thorne's ashen expression eased up a bit and a cold smile appeared on his face. "Courage is a good thing, but it is also necessary to have some self-awareness. With his forces and over five hundred Great Mages, taking down the Ghost Valley is simply a dream. Even if I lend him fifty High Mages, the result would be the same …"
He had been looking forward to the scene of the young mage leading over five hundred Great Mages to attack the Thawing Fire Tribe. At that time, it would inevitably be a good show.
However, at this moment, a series of footsteps could be heard from outside. A middle-aged High Mage hurriedly ran into the conference hall with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"What's going on?"
Thorne Merlin frowned. He naturally wasn't unfamiliar with this middle-aged High Mage, he was the one he had sent to monitor the Great Mages of the Ancestral Land. He had been reporting to him almost every day for the past two months.
"Sir Thorne, fifty High Mages appeared in the camp near the Ghost Valley …" The middle-aged High Mage was panting, disbelief written all over his face. He was the person hiding in the jungle of the camp. After discovering the fifty High Mages stationed there, he anxiously rushed back to the Flame Demon Fort.
"What did you say …"
Hearing this news, Thorne was stunned, he froze there for over ten seconds. 'That's High Mages! It's not just eight or ten, it's an entire fifty!'
'How could Mafa Merlin have fifty High Mages out of nowhere?
This wasn't logical …
After all, the Planar Legion stationed in the Flame Demon Fort was firmly under his control. Although Mafa Merlin was also one of the commanders, he couldn't mobilize them. So where did those fifty High Mages come from?
Could it be a magic trick …?
For the first time, Thorne Merlin felt that the situation was gradually getting out of his control. Even if he controlled this Planar Legion, the number of High Mages was very small, only around two hundred. These High Mages were the cornerstones of the entire Planar Legion, and the fifty High Mages on Mafa Merlin's side made him have no choice but to pay attention to them.
If he didn't figure out the origin of those High Mages, he wouldn't be at ease.
Moreover, he thought of something even deeper. Two months ago, Mafa Merlin went to the Dark Moon Fort controlled by the Black Tower and stayed there for an entire morning. Under his repeated questioning, Mafa Merlin didn't tell him why he went to the Dark Moon Fort. At that time, although he suspected that Mafa Merlin was secretly colluding with the Black Tower, he didn't have any evidence. And as time passed, two months passed without anything wrong happening, to the point that he almost forgot about it.
But now, Mafa Merlin suddenly had fifty High Mages on his side, making him suspect that the Black Tower was supporting Mafa Merlin.
If that was the case, it might be a good thing for him.
He had always been brooding over the Ancestral Land's favoritism towards Mafa Merlin. He wanted to seize this opportunity to find clues of Mafa Merlin colluding with the Black Tower and send them to the Ancestral Land. He didn't believe that the people of the Ancestral Land would turn a blind eye to it and severely punish Mafa Merlin.
For a family like the Merlin Family that relied on bloodlines, loyalty to the family was undoubtedly the most important thing. If a member of the family colluded with outsiders to harm the Merlin Family, even if he was a member of the Council, he would inevitably face the pursuit of the entire Merlin Family.
As he thought of this, Thorne Merlin stood up, a sneer appearing on his face. Under the doubtful gazes of his subordinates, he left the meeting hall and left the Flame Demon Fort, rushing towards the Ghost Valley.
Soon, he arrived at the camp.
With his power as a 5th Rank Sword Saint, he could clearly feel that it was just as the middle-aged High Mage had said, there were fifty mana fluctuations in the camp. Although he looked very calm on the surface and walked towards one of the barracks, he couldn't help being secretly startled. After all, those were fifty High Mages.
"Haha, High Mage Merlin, what a coincidence …"
Thorne Merlin entered the barracks with large strides and saw many familiar faces, including Leon Merlin, Ross Merlin, and the others. His gaze then fell on the young mage and a smile appeared on his face. His tone was amiable, as if he was greeting a friend of many years.
But …
How could he be friends with the young mage? They were more like friends who would fight to the death …
Just the fact that the young mage pierced his son Aube Merlin's Mana Whirlpool and turned Aube Merlin into a cripple was enough to make it impossible for him to forgive the young mage.
In fact, when he said those words, he was restraining the anger in his heart, he was doing his best to endure it.
Nothing could be done about it, he couldn't clash with the young mage at this time. If they quarreled, or if they directly attacked, how could he get information from the young mage and figure out the origins of those High Mages?
He could only endure.
Once he confirmed that those High Mages were supported by the Black Tower and obtained conclusive evidence, he would be able to put the young mage to death. There would be no way for him to turn the situation around.
Thinking of this, the smile on his face became even more sincere.
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