"Sir Merlin, you … You see …" The Draconic Beastman didn't have time to care about Mark's life or death. He hurriedly dragged Carnage to Lin Yun's side and cautiously said, "Sir Merlin, you … You see …"
"Alright, Xiuban, you don't need to be unlucky …" Lin Yun faintly smiled as he pointed in Mark's direction. "Before you sleep, throw that guy out of the camp …"
After saying that, Lin Yun turned to look at Merlin Lahn. "Sir Lahn, how is the smelting of that batch of ores?"
"Eh … Eh, it's going smoothly, very smoothly …" Hearing Lin Yun 'question, Merlin Lahn was roused from his shock. He truly hadn't expected that the Beastman who usually followed the young mage would have such tyrannical power. With just one hammer strike, he was able to make an Archmage lose his ability to resist.
"Good, in three days, deliver the Crimson Flame Gold Essence to the camp …" Lin Yun nodded and turned to walk towards his living quarters.
At this time, the Draconic Beastman had already reached Mark's side. Just as he was about to drag him towards the camp, he heard a hysterical roar. "Mafa Merlin, you damned b * stard! I … I swear, I definitely won't let you off … "
The Draconic Beastman could clearly see Sir Merlin, who was about to enter the living quarters, stop at the entrance. Seeing this, even if the Draconic Beastman was a simpleton, he knew what to do.
"Stupid guy, you actually dare to insult Sir Merlin? You are courting death … Truly courting death …" The Draconic Beastman's voice was followed by a series of punches and kicks, followed by blood-curdling screams. Xiuban wiped the cold sweat off his forehead as he looked at Mark lying on the ground, continuously coughing up blood. He couldn't help inwardly shaking his head.
'Although Sir Xiuban agrees with your words, Sir Xiuban has no other choice …'
But it had to be said, daring to say such words in front of Sir Merlin was truly courting death.
In the end, the Draconic Beastman held Carnage in one hand and Mark's robe in the other as if he was dragging a dead dog. After leaving the camp, he mercilessly threw Mark to the ground.
Mark really wanted to cry when he landed on the ground.
But he knew that he had to hold back his tears now. He would cry when he saw his teacher …
Indeed, he planned to tell his teacher about this matter and ask his teacher, who had been a High Rank Archmage for many years, to cause trouble for Mafa Merlin!
"Mafa Merlin, just you wait …"
Mark turned towards the Merlin Family's camp and took a deep look, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He then dragged his sorry figure back to the Watson Family's camp, cursing along the way.
By the time he returned to the Watson Family's camp, ten minutes had already passed. He quickly found the huge barracks in the center of the camp, "Teacher Reid …"
"Mark? What's the matter … "An aged voice came from the barracks." Come in first … "
"Yes, Teacher …"
Mark nervously walked into the barracks with his head lowered. He was still wearing his white robe, but it was now covered in blood and mud.
There was only one old man in the huge barracks. He was wearing a gray robe, had a grizzled beard, and was skinny. He looked like an ordinary old man, but the young genius Mark's attitude towards the old man, as well as the imposing aura emitted from the old man's body, showed that he definitely wasn't an ordinary old man.
"What's going on …"
The old man couldn't help frowning when he saw Mark's current appearance. His gaze became somewhat cold, and a boundless pressure spread in all directions.
"Teacher … Teacher, the Merlin Family's Commander, Mafa Merlin, called me to their camp in the afternoon and said that he had something to discuss with me. But when I arrived, those damned Merlin Family members insulted the Watson Family in front of me. I naturally couldn't stand it and tried to reason with them, but those guys were completely unreasonable and didn't put you in their eyes, Teacher …"
Mark's attitude towards the old man was very humble. He deeply buried his head and said the words he had already prepared, describing himself as the victim.
He naturally wouldn't say that he had been beaten by a 9th Rank Expert Swordsman.
Because that would be too shameful …
After hearing Mark's words, the old man didn't show any change in his expression. He calmly looked at Mark for no less than half a minute before breaking the silence. "Mark, tell me the truth, did you take the initiative to go to the Merlin Family's camp?"
Cold sweat trickled down Mark's back, and he became extremely nervous. He even stuttered, "Ah … This … Teacher … You …"
He really hadn't expected that the lie he had prepared for over ten minutes would be seen through by Rhett.
"Haha …"
Seeing Mark's expression, Rhett already got the answer he wanted. He helplessly shook his head. He understood his disciple's character the best. It was impossible for him to be invited by the Merlin Family. He most likely took the initiative to go to the Merlin Family's camp to cause trouble for the Merlin Family.
"Teacher, I … I was wrong …"
"Alright, Mark, I already know what happened. No one can bully my disciple without paying the price, even the Merlin Family is no exception …" Rhett expressionlessly looked at Mark and softly waved his hand with a disdainful expression. "The commander of the Merlin Family is that youth called Mafa Merlin? I heard he is only a 6th Rank High Mage?"
Although Rhett had many disciples, and there was no lack of outstanding disciples who had advanced to the Archmage realm many years ago, the one he valued the most was undoubtedly Mark Watson.
He had already reached the Archmage realm at the age of 35. There were only a few geniuses like him in the entire Andalusia Kingdom.
It was only a matter of time before the disciple he valued the most became a High Rank Archmage.
It wouldn't take more than a hundred years for Mark to thoroughly surpass him.
The disciple he doted on the most, the one who would inherit his legacy in the future, had been beaten to this state. How could he not be angry?
Although he didn't show it on his face, he was actually extremely angry.
"Yes, Mafa Merlin is only a 6th Rank High Mage …" Mark was stunned at first, but then a joyful expression appeared on his youthful face. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and tried his best to reply to his teacher's question with a calm tone.
Just from his teacher's words, he knew that Mafa Merlin was truly out of luck.
Perhaps only he knew how frightening his teacher's strength was.
A few decades ago, Rhett had already stood at the peak of the High Rank Archmage realm, and ten years ago, during a Planar Struggle, Rhett crushed two High Rank Archmages of the opposing forces and reversed the situation. From that point on, Rhett naturally became a Representative of the Ancestral Land's Council.
But Mark, who was immersed in his joy, suddenly recalled something and his expression changed. "Teacher, this Mafa Merlin seems to have a good relationship with the Black Tower …"
To be more precise, he recalled meeting Weiss in the reception room of the Flame Demon Fort a month ago.
At that time, the Black Tower's Weiss seemed to be very friendly to Mafa Merlin.
This made him doubt the relationship between Mafa Merlin and the Black Tower.
It would be fine if there wasn't a special relationship. A 6th Rank High Mage like Mafa Merlin was only an insignificant character. Even if Rhett killed him, it wouldn't be a big problem.
But just in case …
"Haha, you don't need to worry about this …" Rhett indifferently glanced at Mark, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Even if Mafa Merlin really has a good relationship with the Black Tower, it would be useless. Everyone's interests are the most important. As long as there are enough benefits, I think the Black Tower definitely wouldn't shelter Mafa Merlin. Alright, Mark, leave this matter to me. You suffered such a heavy injury, you should go back and rest … "
As he said this, Rhett was already hatching a plan in his mind.
In fact, he came here after the three major forces captured the Horn of Fertility, so he naturally knew that the Merlin Family occupied the most fertile land in the Horn of Fertility.
To be honest, he did have some thoughts about the most fertile land in the world …
If the Watson Family could obtain that land, it would mean a steady stream of resources, precious ore veins, and alchemy materials. The Watson Family's strength would rapidly rise in a short time, far surpassing the forces of the same rank.
But, he had some misgivings in his heart.
The Ancestral Lands of both sides cooperated to go to the Volcanic Mountain Range to explore the ruins left behind by their ancestors. Just the power of the Merlin Family's Ancestral Land was enough to make him feel apprehensive, especially that Oren Merlin, who had lived for close to a millennium. A hundred years ago, he had fought a Heaven Rank powerhouse of the Watson Family and hadn't been defeated.
If he rashly made a move against the Merlin Family's Planar Legion in the Horn of Fertility, it would inevitably have a huge impact. The powerhouses of the Merlin Family's Ancestral Land might even be dispatched.
If that happened, the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.
Thus, he had to think of a way to plunder that resource area and weaken the power of the Merlin Family while also making the Merlin Family suffer in silence.
But, how could this method that could satisfy both sides be so easy to come up with?
But …
Mark's words, 'Mafa Merlin and the Black Tower seem to have a good relationship', had woken him up. 'Right, how could I have overlooked the Black Tower?'
The Watson Family could unite with the power of the Black Tower to deal with the Merlin Family's forces in the Horn of Fertility and divide that fertile land.
He didn't care much about the benefits, but the key was to weaken the power of the Merlin Family.
Just think about it …
If the powerful Black Tower made a move against the Merlin Family, no matter how tyrannical the Ancestral Land's people were, they wouldn't dare to retaliate against the Black Tower, right?
They could only suffer in silence.
As for whether that Mafa Merlin really had a good relationship with the Black Tower, Mark didn't care.
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