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Chapter 528

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"It is quite a coincidence …" The one blocking Mark's path was Lahn Merlin. In fact, not long after Mark arrived at the camp, Lahn had received the news that the other side was looking for Mafa Merlin, so he had been waiting in front of the young mage's tent, ready to send Mark away.

At this time, Lahn Merlin's expression was very gloomy, and he didn't hide his hostility towards Mark. "Mark, you killed a member of our Merlin Family, yet you still dare to come to our camp. I don't care what your goal is, I ask you to leave immediately!"

He could naturally guess that the matter three days ago was most likely instigated by that damned Mark Watson.

"Haha, Sir Lahn, what you said is wrong. It was your Merlin Family that was in the wrong first. Their hands and feet weren't clean, they stole something that belonged to our Watson Family. I didn't plan to pursue the matter at the time and only wanted them to hand it over, but I hadn't expected that they wouldn't admit their mistake no matter what. Nothing could be done about it, I've always hated this kind of people, so I taught them a lesson …" There was no guilt on Mark's face as he looked at Lahn Merlin with a mocking expression.

In fact, only Mark Watson knew the truth of the matter the best.

He didn't have a good impression of the Merlin Family, he only felt deep disgust. "Alright, Sir Lahn, I don't want to accompany you here. I'll have to trouble you to move aside, I have something to discuss with Mafa Merlin …"

Lahn Merlin glanced at the living quarters next to him and frowned. "No good, High Mage Merlin is …"

But before Lahn Merlin could finish his words, he couldn't help but stop, because at this time, he saw a thin young mage slowly walking out of the living quarters. Behind him was a sneaky Beastman holding a Gold Essence Hammer in one hand while rubbing his eyes with the other, looking as if he hadn't woken up yet. "High Mage Merlin, I'm sorry for disturbing you …"

"What's going on?" The young mage frowned, his expression not looking too good. He indifferently glanced at Mark before looking at Lahn Merlin.

Seeing the young mage's expression, Lahn Merlin was startled and couldn't help feeling nervous. Even in the Winter Plane, he had provoked the young mage several times, but he hadn't gotten this angry. He then looked at Mark Watson and pointed at him, explaining, "Mark Watson, he …"

"Alright!"

But he was interrupted by Mark. That young Archmage disdainfully waved his hand and coldly looked at Lin Yun. "Mafa Merlin, I'll personally explain to you. I came to your Merlin Family's camp this time to discuss something with you …"

"What is it?"

"You should also know that three days ago, a resource gathering team of your Merlin Family lacked proper upbringing and had dirty hands. They stole a large amount of alchemy materials from our Watson Family's territory, but they have already received the punishment they deserved …"

"Oh? There was such a thing … "

The exchange between Mark and Lin Yun made Lahn Merlin, who was standing on the side, extremely agitated. He was like an enraged lion, his face flushed red as he clenched his fists and let out a hysterical roar, "Nonsense! Mark Watson, you are talking nonsense! "

Then, Lahn Merlin looked at Lin Yun and indignantly said, "High Mage Merlin, things aren't as he said. Our Merlin Family is sitting on the most fertile land in the Horn of Fertility, how could we be interested in the pitiful resources of the Watson Family? "That resource gathering team was transporting resources to the Flame Demon Fort, but when they passed through the Watson Family's territory, they were stopped. Not only were the resources stolen, but most of the people in the team were seriously injured, and two of them even died …"

After that incident, Lahn Merlin personally looked for that 7th Rank High Mage to understand the situation.

Now that he heard the other side distorting the truth, he was about to go berserk.

'That damned Mark Watson is shameless to the extreme …'

"Haha, Sir Lahn, you can't make irresponsible remarks like that. If you insist on the truth, please take out the evidence. If you don't have any, please shut your mouth …" A bone-chilling sneer appeared at the corner of Mark's mouth as he turned to look at Lin Yun. "Mafa Merlin, although your Merlin Family's resource gathering team has been duly punished, this is far from enough. The Merlin Family must compensate our Watson Family for this mistake."

"Compensate?"

"Right … Take out a third of your Merlin Family's land in the Horn of Fertility and our Watson Family won't pursue this matter any further."

"Haha …"

Lin Yun let out a hollow laugh. He looked at the chattering Mark and his expression sank. "Sir Mark, I have to say, you are dreaming …"

In fact, Lin Yun was in a very bad mood at this time.

Before Mark came, he had been studying the blueprints in his living quarters. He had been overturning them again and again, making him somewhat anxious. He had finally found some clues, but he hadn't expected to hear a quarrel outside his living quarters.

He didn't care about what the quarrel was about, he only cared that his train of thought had been interrupted.

Although he had already accumulated a certain amount of experience after drawing the first component's blueprint, he still spent a lot of time thinking about the second component's design.

He spent nearly four days researching the second component, and just as he was about to succeed, he was suddenly interrupted. It was easy to imagine how angry he was.

In fact, when he came out of his living quarters and saw Mark, he already wanted to kill him.

But when he thought of the cooperation between the Merlin Family and the Watson Family regarding the Ancestral Ruins, he resisted the urge to turn Mark into a pile of ashes.

"Mafa Merlin, do you know who you are talking to!?"

Unfortunately, that young genius from the Watson Family's Ancestral Land didn't know that he had already walked further and further down the path of death. After hearing Lin Yun's words, his expression became extremely unsightly. He tightly grasped his gorgeous staff and coldly looked at Lin Yun. "Let alone a laughable 6th Rank High Mage like you, even if you were a newly advanced Archmage, I would still be able to crush you with one hand …"

'This Mafa Merlin is truly courting death!

'Could it be that he doesn't know how terrifying the anger of an Archmage is?

He actually dares to recklessly provoke me … '

If it had been before, with this Mafa Merlin's special status as the Merlin Family's Planar Legion Commander, Mark wouldn't have dared to rashly make a move even if he provoked him, because that would affect the Watson Family's plan to capture the Horn of Fertility.

But now …

The Horn of Fertility had already fallen into the hands of the three major forces, so he had nothing to worry about.

Moreover, the Merlin Family was pitifully weak in the Horn of Fertility. They only had five or six Archmages, and besides the Peak 4th Rank Archmage Lahn Merlin, they didn't have any other powerhouses.

In contrast, the gap between the Watson Family and the Merlin Family was very clear.

Including himself, there were over ten Archmages in the Watson Family's camp, and one of them was a frightening existence that had been a High Rank Archmage for many years. That was his teacher.

His teacher's power might be enough to crush the Merlin Family's forces in the Horn of Fertility.

Thus, Mark Watson was truly unscrupulous at this time.

As he thought of this, a mocking expression appeared on Mark's face. "Even if you know that I'm framing your Merlin Family and deliberately looking for an excuse to kill a member of the Merlin Family, what can you do? You don't have any proof, so whatever you say is useless. Alright, I don't feel like talking nonsense with you. If you are tactful, then follow my request and transfer that land to our Watson Family. Otherwise, your Merlin Family will definitely run out of luck … "

"I think that before our Merlin Family runs out of luck, Sir Mark will run out of luck first …"

"Run out of luck first? With just you, Mafa Merlin … "Mark looked as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He sneered as he looked at Lin Yun, almost bursting into laughter." I want to see how you will make me run out of luck … "

An insignificant High Mage actually dared to threaten him …

This was simply ridiculous …

"Sir Mark, do you really want to see?" Lin Yun looked at Mark with some uncertainty.

"Look at what?" Mark froze.

"Sir Mark, your memory is really bad. Of course I want you to see how I'll make you run out of luck …" Lin Yun curled his lips as he reminded him in a low voice.

'That scoundrel Mark, not only did he interrupt my train of thought at such a crucial time, but he also did such a disgusting thing against the Merlin Family.'

Lin Yun really planned to teach him a small lesson …

"Xiuban, I'll leave the task of making Sir Mark run out of luck to you …" Lin Yun glanced at the Draconic Beastman next to him and frowned when he saw his sleepy appearance.

"Why is it always me?" Xiuban rubbed his eyes.

"Because you sleep too long …" Lin Yun frowned once again.

"Yes, Sir Merlin …" Facing this answer, the Draconic Beastman couldn't refute it. He wanted to say, 'What's wrong with sleeping too long? Sir Xiuban just likes to sleep …'

The Draconic Beastman rubbed his eyes while dragging Carnage towards Mark Watson.

"Remember, if you can't make Sir Mark run out of luck, then you will be the one running out of luck …"

The voice behind him startled the Draconic Beastman, and he instantly became clear-headed. His palms were drenched in cold sweat, and he couldn't help tightening his grip on Carnage. He turned towards Lin Yun and assured him, "Sir Merlin, rest assured …"

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