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Chapter 305: Deep Sleep

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"Howl? That poor fellow… Merlin, earlier on the first floor, Howl wanted you to kill Kleis for him, didn't he?"

Wizard Leo looked as though he was smiling.

"Teacher, how did you know?"

"Merlin, it seems that you're still unclear with how Wizard Towers in the Dark Magic Region work! Every tower is the greatest treasure for a Spell Caster. Spell Casters possess absolute control over their towers. When you live in the Wizard Tower, it isn't very concealed. Wizard Howl has been here for so many years, how can it be that I wouldn't know certain things about him?"

Hearing Wizard Leo's explanation caused a chill to run through Merlin. Now that he thought about it carefully, that was indeed the case. Every Wizard Tower in the Dark Magic Region was built by Spell Casters who were Fourth-level and above. Some had even spent dozens of years of building, spending even more time and effort than refining a piece of gold item.

Therefore, the Wizard Towers that had been built would naturally be in the complete control of the Spell Caster.

Merlin had many secrets. Now that he knew how "dangerous" the Wizard Tower was, Merlin was forced to pay more attention even when around his most trusted Wizard Leo. He could not show the Flame Maxim casually in the tower.

Wizard Leo did not seem to have noticed Merlin's behavior. He gave a long sigh and continued to speak. "Back then, when Wizard Howl came to the Dark Magic Region, he had actually done so targeting Kleis. His daughter had been captured by Kleis from the outside and brought into the Dark Magic Region to become Kleis' servant… Although on the surface she was a servant, in reality, Kleis had used her to experiment with some strange potion formulas as well as some cruel alchemy techniques. This isn't confidential information in the Dark Magic Region.

"Wizard Howl had obtained a Dark Magic Ring through some way, I don't know how, and came to the Dark Magic Region. It's a pity that after all these years, his Spell Models had been unstable, so he could never become a powerful Spell Caster. He could only watch with his own eyes as Kleis tortured his daughter to her death. This time, Kleis has betrayed the Dark Magic Region. Perhaps Wizard Howl has finally made a decision or maybe because he can no longer stand it, he wants to put an end to it. Merlin, if you encounter Kleis in the future, don't be careless. If you can kill him, then kill him. If you can't, don't push it."

It turned out that Wizard Howl had such a tumultuous experience. This was the true Spell Caster's world. As a genius in the Dark Magic Region, no one would reprimand him no matter how he treated the servants he had captured and brought back because that was the status of a servant; Spell Casters held the power over their lives.

Some Normies would even be turned into Alchemy Creatures by Spell Casters through alchemy. Such incidents happened everywhere. Merlin had already seen many in Floating City, but now that someone he knew had a similar experience, he could not help but feel a flash of fury in his heart.

"Kleis, we'll meet!"

Merlin knew that Wizard Howl might never get the chance to return to the Dark Magic Region after leaving this time.

Merlin gave Wizard Leo a slight bow. When he was about to leave the room, Wizard Leo seemed to remember something so he said hurriedly, "Oh, right, there's something else. It's about your servant and young Wizard Emma."

"Laurinka and Emma? Teacher, how are they?"

Merlin had just returned to the Dark Magic Region and had no chance to see Laurinka and Emma yet, so he did not know how they were now. Back then, Merlin had felt reassured before he had left the Dark Magic Region that they would not be in any danger as they were in the Dark Magic Region.

Wizard Leo spoke in a calm voice, "Nothing much. Just that a month ago, Emma had reported to me saying she and Laurinka were preparing to return to your clan in Prakash City for a visit. I don't mind, but it's been a month and they're not back yet. If you're worried, you can go back and take a look."

Merlin nodded. The Dark Magic Region was not very far from Prakash City. However, if Laurinka and Emma were delaying their schedules slightly, a month's time was also not a very long time.

However, Merlin had not returned for a very long time, ever since he had left Prakash City. He had even missed his sister, Macy and Yaguez's wedding due to being trapped by Wizard Riesen in the ancient monument. Now that he thought about it, he felt very resentful.

Thereafter, Merlin bade Wizard Leo farewell and returned to his room in the Wizard Tower.

Seeing the familiar furnishing in the room, Merlin's heart began to calm down slowly. The Dark Magic Region was the only place where he could feel completely relaxed.

"Mokra Potion!"

Merlin immediately took out the Mokra Potion prepared by Wizard Howl. Wizard Howl had painstakingly done researches on potions for many years and this was the potion that he was the proudest of. There would definitely be something unique about it.

Furthermore, Wizard Howl's tremendous Mind Power had truly tempted Merlin. The one thing he lacked the most now was Mind Power. Even with the support from the Bell Space, Merlin still felt that his Mind Power was increasing too slowly.

"Try it out first."

Merlin immediately opened a bottle of Mokra Potion. He knew a little about potions. Moreover, he had the Matrix to inspect it for him. The potion formula for this Mokra Potion was extremely complicated indeed, but it was still not a fatal potion. As a result, Merlin had nothing to worry about, so he immediately downed the Mokra Potion.

It was different from Phantasmal Magic Potion. After consuming the Mokra Potion, he could only feel a slightly cool sensation and there was no obvious increase in his Mind Power.

Just as Merlin was about to feel disappointed in the effects of the Mokra Potion, a violent pain shot through his mind viciously. It was extreme pain, so strong that even Merlin's consciousness was beginning to blur.

"Could it be that there's something wrong with the potion?"

Merlin was stunned. He had clearly checked the potion earlier and had even used the Matrix to test it. That was already him being extremely careful and diligent. After all, there was no conflict between Wizard Howl and himself, so why would he suddenly scheme against him?

However, this pain was just too frightening. Merlin's Mind Power was somewhat unable to withstand it anymore as his consciousness slowly slipped into a blur. He could only vaguely feel an extremely warm feeling in his mind…

One day, two days…

Ever since Merlin had returned to the Dark Magic Region, he had not gone outside.

"Fuh… Feels really good!"

Finally, Merlin's voice rang out from the quiet room. He slowly opened his eyes and felt a vigor in his entire body that he had never felt before. It was as though he had rested for a long time, and his mind felt incredibly stimulated.

"Matrix, how many days have I slept for?"

Merlin asked the Matrix the moment he woke up.

"Merlin, sir, you've been in deep sleep for five days and 6 hours!"

The Matrix's voice rang inside Merlin's mind. He had unconsciously slept soundly for five days. Ever since Merlin had become a Spell Caster, this was his first time sleeping for such a long time.

"Mokra Potion… Truly mystical!"

Merlin already knew that this Mokra Potion was the best potion to increase Mind Power. It was not surprising that Wizard Howl had spent the efforts of a lifetime on perfecting this ancient potion formula.

The moment the Mokra Potion was consumed, the body of the Spell Caster would fall into a deep sleep. Even his mind would become subdued. There was complete stillness, causing the body and the mind to receive excellent rest during this period. Then, once he woke up, his Mind Power would have increased rapidly during his unconscious state.

For example, Merlin had already been in a deep sleep for five days. After awakening, he had discovered that his Mind Power had increased greatly, and it seemed that it was not at all inferior to the Mind Power duplicate that had been fused in the Bell Space.

Such an effect could truly be called mystical. This was far better than the Phantasmal Magic Potion Merlin had obtained previously.

"Only, too bad, it causes the body and the mind to fall completely into a deep sleep. That's too dangerous. I definitely can't do that unless I'm in an absolutely safe place."

A light flashed through Merlin's eyes. The effects of the Mokra Potion may be good, but the side effects were also extremely obvious. The moment it was consumed, both the mind and body would fall into a deep sleep rapidly. This period was extremely dangerous for a Spell Caster – he must only consume the Mokra Potion in an absolutely safe environment.

"There are two more bottles of Mokra Potion. I'll take them in the Dark Magic Region first. If Emma and Laurinka aren't back yet after ten days, I'll pay Prakash City a visit."

Merlin decided to consume the Mokra Potion first. It was only in the Dark Magic Region that Merlin dared to fall into such a deep slumber. Furthermore, he could only construct a completely new Spell Model if his Mind Power had expanded.

Merlin was far from being content as a Second-level Spell Caster! He needed to be a Third or Fourth-level Spell Caster. Only by finally becoming a Fourth-level Spell Caster could those Pandora Demon Abilities in him unleash their greatest strength. By then, Merlin's power would increase explosively!

However, all of that needed the support of a tremendous amount of Mind Power!

Therefore, Merlin took out a bottle of Mokra Potion once more. He opened the bottle and downed the content quickly.

…

Ten days passed by hurriedly. By the time Merlin had awakened for the second time, his Mind Power had almost doubled!

Double of Mind Power – he would need a very long time even with the Mind Power duplicate in the Bell Space to accumulate that much Mind Power. After all, Merlin's Mind Power was already at the Fourth-level now. It was extremely difficult for him to increase it even by just a little, increasing it by two-folds would be akin to a miracle.

Furthermore, such a change had occurred only because Merlin had consumed three bottles of Mokra Potion. Even more mysteriously, Merlin had discovered that the effects of the Mokra Potion did not lessen at all despite multiple consumptions. That was to say, if there had been more Mokra Potion, it was absolutely possible for him to continue consuming it, and increase by two-folds, three-folds…

Such effects of the Mokra Potion made Merlin overjoyed. However, before Wizard Howl had left, he had only given Merlin three bottles of Mokra Potion, and Merlin had consumed them all.

Merlin frowned. The effects of this Mokra Potion were causing him to feel as though he was unable to stop. However, he knew that he should leave the Dark Magic Region as soon as he possibly could.

"I wonder have Emma and Laurinka returned?"

Merlin stood up and opened the door before walking toward Emma and Laurinka's room.

Chapter 306: Mass Exchange

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Emma's and Laurinka's rooms were both in Wizard Leo's tower. Merlin tapped the door gently but there was no response. Nevertheless, Merlin had expected it.

If Emma and Laurinka had returned, they'd have looked for him. Yet, the Matrix said that in the ten days or more of his slumber, no one had come to see him.

"One and a half months, going back and forth to Prakash City… However much the delay is, they should be back by now…"

Merlin frowned. Back then, when he was departing from the Dark Magic Region, he told Emma and Laurinka that they should visit his family in Prakash City if time permitted it. However, they had been gone from the Dark Magic Region for one and a half months by now. This was unusual, especially for Laurinka as she would not let the opportunity to learn in the Dark Magic Region slip by. Even if she ventured outside, it would certainly not be for long.

Therefore, there was a high possibility that they had encountered some sort of trouble. When Merlin thought about this, his emotions became somewhat unsettled.

"I've to hurry back to Prakash City!"

Merlin mumbled, but before returning to Prakash City, he still needed to go to the Resource Tower to exchange some Mokra Potion formulas. According to Wizard Howl, the potion materials for Mokra Potion were actually not very rare and could be exchanged even in the Resource Tower.

Merlin was extremely satisfied with the effect of Mokra Potions. As long as he exchanged for the required potion materials, he could try to prepare them himself in the future.

…

"Wizard Merlin, what do you need?"

In the Resource Tower, a Second-level gray-robed Wizard stood in front of Merlin. After seeing that he was the Dark Magic Region's renowned Six-Elemental Spell Caster, the gray-robed Wizard did not dare to slack as he hurriedly inquired respectfully.

"Take me to see the potion materials."

Merlin smiled gently and responded calmly. He was no longer a newbie Wizard in the Dark Magic Region. With his strength and status, he was no less inferior to Wizard Kleis' reputation in the Dark Magic Region back then.

"Wizard Merlin wishes to brew potions?"

"This is the list!"

Merlin immediately drew out the formula of Mokra Potion. This was just a list. The more important thing for brewing a potion was the proportion. This was made by a powerful apothecary who used a lot of trial data to record and improve it, bit by bit.

Before Master Howl left, he gave Merlin the formula of Mokra Potion, but it also recorded the detailed proportions on it, which was the most precious aspect. Now, Merlin only took out the potion formula, so he was naturally not afraid that people would discover the secret of Mokra Potion.

Seeing the list given by Merlin, the comprehensive list of potion materials on it alone had made the gray-robed Wizard extremely shocked. Those capable of exchanging such a mass of potion materials in the Resource Tower were mostly Fourth-level or higher Spell Casters.

"Wizard Merlin, these potion materials are really too much. Please, Master Merlin, come and carefully choose them with us."

Merlin nodded and followed the gray-robed Wizard to the second floor of the Resource Tower. There were some casting tools, potion materials, and many more things laid out. There was a myriad of stuff, and it looked like there was quite a variety too.

The large number and wide variety of things did not come as a surprise as this was a spell casters' organization with a long history which was passed down for thousands of years. The Dark Magic Region's heritage was very rich, and most of the potion materials could be found in the Resource Tower.

As for spending of contribution points, it was subject to personal opinion. Some precious materials could not be bought even from the outside, so spending however much contribution points would still be worth it. Not to mention, Merlin's current contribution points were still left with more than several thousand points. If more time had passed, and it had been another year, Merlin would then earn another 10,000 contribution points from the Dark Magic Region.

Therefore, Merlin could exchange potion materials or some powerful spells in the Resource Tower without worrying about contribution points. This was also the devotion of the Dark Magic Region in training a Spell Caster!

"Wizard Merlin, we have all the potion materials on the list in the Resource Tower. How much do you want?"

"You have them all? Very well, how much are there in the inventory of the Resource Tower? How much potion materials can I exchange with all my remaining contribution points?"

Merlin asked two questions in one shot, but the information revealed made this gray-robed Wizard feel very excited instead. They knew very well that Merlin was a highly prioritized subject for training in the Dark Magic Region, just like Kleis back then, who was also given a huge amount of contribution points yearly.

In the entire Dark Magic Region, the number of Spell Casters who could have such treatment did not exceed the number of fingers on one hand, which showed how much the Dark Magic Region valued Merlin.

"Wizard Merlin, there are a lot of stocks for these potion materials in the Resource Tower. If you exchange them all with your remaining thousands of contribution points, you can exchange up to a hundred sets of those potion materials!"

"A hundred sets of potion materials? That'll suffice!"

Merlin nodded secretly. Deep down, he was very happy. With so many potion materials, he could settle down in a safe place in the future, and concentrate on brewing Mokra potions. Using the precise control of the Matrix, his brew would definitely not be worse than Master Howl's.

At that time, his Mind Power would possibly grow wildly under the accumulation of a large number of Mokra Potions. This was a way to quickly increase one's strength, even spending all the contribution points now would still make it worthwhile.

"Then exchange for me a hundred sets of the potion materials!"

Merlin replied affirmatively.

"Alright, please wait a moment!"

The gray-robed Wizard left with a smile. Thus, the entire Resource Tower seemed to have become very busy as countless potion materials were being sorted out.

About half an hour later, the gray-robed Wizard came back to Merlin and said respectfully, "Wizard Merlin, the potion materials are ready. The contribution points in your Dark Magic ring are now left with only less than one hundred points!"

As soon as he finished, Merlin took back the Dark Magic ring, and he had indeed noticed that the thousands of contributions points on it was now only left with less than one hundred points. However, when he thought of the hundred copies of potion materials that were exchanged, spending those contribution points was really not a big deal.

"Okay, give me the potion materials."

Merlin stored the Mokra Potion materials into the ring, then stood up and left the Resource Tower, leaving behind envious expressions on the faces of the gray-robed Wizards in the Resource Tower.

…

"Got it, a hundred sets of Mokra Potion materials!"

As he left the Resource Tower, Merlin's heart could not help but stir up. Apart from him, no one else could realize what so many Mokra Potions truly meant for Merlin.

Once he had successfully brewed these Mokra Potions and consumed them, even Merlin did not know for sure, till what kind of horrific level would his Mind Power reach?

Normally, those Spell Casters would spend decades meditating in order to accumulate Mind Power, yet they would not be able to match the Mind Power that Merlin enhanced using so many Mokra Potions.

As long as the Mind Power was strong enough, Merlin could even try to construct a Third-level spell right away…

"Unfortunately, there's no more contribution point left. The 10,000 contribution points given by the Dark Magic Region are gone. Though, I'll only need to wait a few more months before getting another 10,000 contribution points. At that time, maybe my Mind Power would already be strong enough, and I can exchange Third-level spells along with it!"

Although Merlin had just become a Second-level Spell Caster, he had enough resources provided by the Dark Magic Region. In addition to the Matrix, as long as he had enough Mind Power, he would then be able to construct more, stronger Spell Models.

However, the Dark Magic Region only promised to give Merlin 10,000 contribution points every year. Originally, he thought about going to select a Third-level spell too at the Resource Tower. However, it seemed that his contribution points were clearly insufficient. He could only wait a few more months until the Dark Magic Region deposited the second batch of 10,000 contribution points into his Dark Magic ring, then he'd be able to exchange for Third-level spells.

…

"Teacher Leo, Emma and Laurinka haven't come back yet, so I'm thinking of going back to have a look."

Before Merlin left, he still notified Wizard Leo about it.

Wizard Leo nodded. "Go ahead, Ozmu hasn't been active now anyway. As long as you don't leave the territory of the Dark Magic Region, you won't be in any danger."

It seemed that Wizard Leo was also paying attention to the activity of Ozmu.

Later, Merlin bid farewell to the Wizard Leo and came to the front of the many Runic Magic Circles of the Dark Magic Region.

"Whoosh!"

A white ray of light flashed past. Merlin had just returned to the Dark Magic Region for about half a month, now he had left again.

…

"Hmm? Master's back?"

In the small town, Wizard Bammou, who was accumulating Magic Power tirelessly at all times, lifted his head abruptly. He looked outside the house, and he had already sensed Merlin.

After signing the slave contract, there was a very special connection between Bammou and Merlin. Unless the distance was too far away, otherwise it could be sensed. This was also the uniqueness of a slave contract.

"Wizard Bammou!"

Sure enough, when Master Bammou had just opened his eyes, a young man in a black robe walked straight from outside the door, staring calmly at Wizard Bammou in the room.

Wizard Bammou hastily stood up in a respectful manner, and whispered, "Master, you've just returned to the Dark Magic Region. I didn't expect you to come out so soon."

Wizard Bammou knew that Merlin had returned to the Dark Magic Region. He thought that Merlin would stay in the Dark Magic Region for a year and a half before he would come out again. He could also take advantage of this time and slowly recover the almost exhausted Magic Power in the Spell Model in his Awareness at the small town.

Unexpectedly, Merlin actually came back so quickly, which made Wizard Bammou feel somewhat helpless deep down in his heart. As Merlin's slave now, he had lost even the time to restore the Mind Power in his Spell Model.

Merlin was, however, able to know some of Bammou's thoughts through the slave contract, so it was indeed quite difficult for Wizard Bammou to arrange any plans. After all, Merlin was not a Fourth-level Spell Caster yet, so he could only have one servant, and he could not possibly bring Wizard Bammou into the Dark Magic Region.

After returning to the Dark Magic Region this time, he thought of Prakash City, so that had changed some of Merlin's initial plans.

"I've encountered something this time, so I have to go and settle it. However, this time I'll take you to a place. If it's suitable, you'll stay there in the future, and you can replenish your Magic Power in peace."

Wizard Bammou was delighted and quickly asked, "Where is it?"

"Prakash City!"

Within Merlin's tone, there was a revelation of slight complexity.

Chapter 307: Changes in the Clan I

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the jade blue sky, flocks of white birds flew over from time to time, adding a touch of bright colors to the gorgeous sky.

On a small tree by the river bank, green sprouts started budding too, painting the white river bank with shades of green, giving it a spring-like appearance.

"Swoosh!"

The two figures landed on an empty vegetable garden. There were some tattered fences around the garden too where it seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

"Wizard Merlin, is this Prakash City?"

The two figures that suddenly appeared were Merlin and Wizard Bammou. In comparison, Wizard Bamou's flying speed was skillful and he appeared to be doing it so effortlessly. Meanwhile, Merlin's situation was not as good since he was reliant on the green belt. This kind of Flying-type casting tool was consuming way too much Magic Power.

Therefore, along the way, Merlin took intermittent stops almost all the time, constantly relying on the elemental crystal stones to replenish Magic Power, in which Wizard Bammou watched in admiration. If he had so many elemental crystal stones, he need not seize every second to replenish his Magic Power.

Merlin glanced at that familiar wall in front and nodded with a complex expression on his face, "Yes, this is Prakash City. Let's go in!"

Prakash City did not seem to have changed. It was no different from the last time when Merlin had departed, but there were obviously more people on the street, revealing a thriving scene.

Merlin was naturally very familiar with Prakash City, so it did not take long for him to find Wilson Castle. He saw that Wilson Castle had already expanded another circle outside, which looked majestic. The surrounding area was also filled with guards on duty, looking much more grandiose than when Merlin left back then.

However, in Merlin's eyes, the entire Wilson Castle had transformed to a whole new look.

"Well? It seems that something has indeed happened to the castle. It's even warded by Runic Magic Circles now!"

Merlin's eyes glimmered a little. With his Mind Power, he sensed that the entire Wilson Castle was protected by a huge Runic Magic Circle.

Any ordinary Spell Caster would not have the ability to use such a large Runic Magic Circle, much less those roaming Wizards, who possibly could not even understand the wisdom of runology, let alone setting up Runic Magic Circles.

As for Emma and Laurinka, both of them were only Entrance-level Spell Casters. Even if they had devoted their heart to studying runes in the Dark Magic Region, it would also be impossible for them to set up such a huge Runic Magic Circle.

Moreover, Prakash City was only a small city, and there was no strategic location or resources, so it was a small inconspicuous place for the Black Moon Kingdom regardless. Although on the surface it belonged in the territory of the Dark Magic Region, but in actuality, Spell Casters of the Dark Magic Region would rarely appear in Prakash City.

Merlin could not wrap his mind around whoever else would spend so much effort, and specifically arranged such a large protective Runic Magic Circle for Wilson Castle.

"Wizard Merlin, this Runic Magic Circle serves an alerting function. As soon as we get close to it, the people inside would be notified. Do you want me to break it right away?"

Wizard Bammou, who was following behind Merlin, enquired softly. In front of outsiders, Merlin had also let Wizard Merlin call him "Wizard Merlin", which could be considered leaving Wizard Bammou some decency.

However, Wizard Bammou still held the conscience a slave should have. For a Runic Magic Circle like this, the power within must be very much stronger. Though Wizard Bammou did not research much on runes, with his Seventh-level Spell Caster strength, even if he was to forcibly break it, it would still be more than enough.

Merlin paused, his eyes glimpsed the Runic Magic Circle. He said in a calm voice, "Break it? This Runic Magic Circle is obviously protecting Wilson Castle. Come on, let's just go in and see who it is…"

Thereafter, Merlin and Wizard Bammou slowly walked into Wilson Castle together.

…

In the spacious yard, there were a few red recliners. Lying lazily on them were two elderly Spell Casters – one male and one female. However, the two Spell Casters had a peculiar look. Their faces were covered with strange tattoos, and they had huge earrings on their ears. The mere sight of them was rather eerie.

"Hehe, these kind of days are really pleasant."

A somewhat frail old Wizard was swirling red wine in his thin hand, bathing in the warm sunshine on the large lounger, his expression appearing at ease.

"Heh heh, old ugly freak, I know it's comfortable, but if we can't complete the task given by His Royal Highness the eighth prince, we'll be dead!"

The ugly female Wizard beside him, who looked like a witch, sneered and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, which looked very ugly and disgusting.

"Old witch, even you dare to say that I'm ugly? Even if I'm ugly, I'm still better looking than you. Just look at you, which person in this castle is not afraid of that look?"

The "old ugly freak" seemed to be quite furious, and he even looked around. Upon seeing the two, the guards and attendants immediately ventured far away, obviously very fearful of them.

The ugly female Wizard was about to say something, but suddenly, a ripple had surprisingly appeared on the initially calm sky. The two elderly Wizards' expressions changed slightly.

"Who entered the castle?"

"No matter who they are, capture them first and discuss later. Hey, old witch, this time you're not allowed to act. Watch my move!"

The two Wizards looked at each other and showed a hint of excitement.

"Swish! Swish!"

Thus, the two stood up abruptly, and those thin, frail bodies disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, just like spectres.

…

Merlin and Wizard Bammou sneakily circled around the guards and came to Wilson Castle. With their current strength, avoiding those ordinary guards was more than easy.

After all, Merlin could easily confuse countless normal people with any simple illusion. As long as the person did not have strong Mind Power, he or she would fall into an illusion.

"Wizard Merlin, someone's coming. It seems like we've been discovered!"

Wizard Bammou's Mind Power was focused on the situation inside the Runic Magic Circle all the time. From the moment they entered Wilson Castle, Wizard Bammou knew that they could not fool the Spell Caster who set up the Runic Magic Circle.

"Heh heh, don't you guys know that this is Wilson Castle that's personally protected by His Royal Highness the eighth prince? No matter who you are, since you're here, then stay behind and be interrogated!"

Two hideous Spell Casters quickly flew out from Wilson Castle

"Rune, Glacial Suppression, go!"

Upon seeing Merlin and Wizard Bammou, one of the Spell Casters was extremely excited. He did not even say anything as he reached out to the sky and pointed. Suddenly, the tranquil sky turned completely dark. Mysterious runes descended from the sky, and turned into a huge ice sphere, about to envelope Merlin and Wizard Bammou.

Merlin's eyes narrowed slightly, realizing that this was the power of the entire Runic Magic Circle, capable of both offense and defense. It was definitely not possibly set up by any ordinary person. In addition, the two Spell Casters seemed to have mentioned an "eighth prince".

However, since the other party had already taken action, Merlin had no intention to explain either. He reached out his arm straight away, the fair-skinned palm grabbing the huge ice sphere in the sky.

"You're just seeking death. This is the power of a Runic Magic Circle, comparable to the peak power of a Third-level spell!"

Seeing Merlin directly grabbing it with his hands, the two ugly Spell Casters displayed a sneer on their faces.

"Earth Veil!"

Soon, traces of khaki light veils appeared on Merlin's hands, which had easily encased the ice sphere. Yet, the entire ice sphere was like a toy in the hands of Merlin, incapable of causing him any harm.

"Not bad, it's even comparable to the power of a Third-level spell, and it doesn't consume much energy. This is the greatness of Runic Magic Circles!"

Merlin felt it thoroughly. He naturally knew that the ice sphere was condensed from Runic Magic Circle. A profound comprehension of runology knowledge, strictly speaking, was of equal importance with the construction of spells. In ancient times, during the most glorious era of Spell Casters, runology had been developed to the peak. Even in the case of a weak Spell Caster, as long as he or she was proficient in runology, he would be able to possess great power.

It relied on what was the power of Runic Magic Circles!

However, regarding this kind of Runic Magic Circle which was capable of both attack and defense, besides in the Dark Magic Region and the Kurdmansla Islands back then, Merlin had never seen it anywhere else, so he was very curious about it.

"Fire!"

After feeling the power of the ice sphere, Merlin felt that there was nothing much to study about it. After all, it was categorized under runology. Merlin had no energy at all to study runology now, so he secretly initiated the Second-level Fire-type spell in his body, Sea of Purgatory Fire. It even brought along the power of Fiery Collapse, flashing directly on his hand, wrapping the entire huge ice sphere.

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"

The pale flame wrapped the ice sphere. Surprisingly, the ice sphere turned into water vapor in the blink of an eye, dissipating in the air, and the two ugly casters were stunned as they watched that.

"Old witch, seems like we're dealing with strong enemies, now go!"

The two ugly Spell Casters watched on while Merlin broke their attacks so casually. Hence, their expressions became serious. Their hands swiftly tapped out mysterious rune one after another.

These runes were rapidly merged into the sky. Only by sensing using Mind Power would one be sure that these runes were the power that mobilized the Runic Magic Circle which shrouded the entire Wilson Castle.

"Runic Fire, suppress!"

The two Spell Casters seemed to be utilizing the power of the entire Runic Magic Circle. The aura fluctuation on their bodies was at most only the level of a Third-level Spell Caster, but now, with the runes they had created, the entire sky began to scorch. Glimmers of flame condensed powers which faintly resembled peak Fourth-level spells.

"Boom!"

Along with the muffled sound in the sky, a huge wheel of red flame fell out of thin air, fiercely hurling toward Merlin and Wizard Bammou.

Wizard Bammou was gripped with shock. Just as he was about to break the entire Runic Magic Circle, Merlin reached out his hand instead and blocked him.

"It's only a Fourth-level spell. Earth Veil!"

Merlin did not show the slightest sign of retreat. Seeing the huge fireball in the sky, a smile etched on his face instead. Thus, he mustered all his energy and cast the Second-level Earth-type spell, Earth Veil.

This was a spell fused with Lava Soil. After cultivating the Pandora Demon Ability Fuse Earth, it was the first time that Merlin had ever fully unleashed Earth Veil. Merlin also wanted to see that after the Pandora Demon Ability, Fuse Earth was integrated into the Earth-type spell, what kind of heights could it reach?

Chapter 308: Changes in the Clan II

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"Boom!"

The huge fireball enveloped Merlin and drowned his figure in a blaze, leaving only burning flames.

"That's it?"

"He died just like that?"

Seeing that Merlin had no resistance at all when facing the huge fireball, the two ugly Spell Casters still found it hard to believe that it was the end of Merlin. Before this, they saw how Merlin handled things effortlessly and was full of confidence, so they thought he was surely a strong Spell Caster and dared not take him lightly.

Unexpectedly, Merlin had died so easily.

"There's one more left, capture him for interrogation!"

Albeit rather surprised, the two ugly Spell Casters turned to look at Wizard Bammou, displaying a cruel smile on their faces.

"Indeed, the Pandora Demon Ability, Fuse Earth has been completely integrated into the spell. The defensive power of Earth Veil can already match Fifth-level spells! This little attack can't hurt me one bit…"

From within the burning inferno came a low voice, which also sounded regrettable. This made the two ugly Wizards lock their gazes, staring deadly at the burning flames.

This was already the strongest force that they could muster from the Runic Magic Circle. They had clearly seen that Merlin was engulfed by the flames. How could he have survived?

In addition, not only did Merlin survive but he was also untouched by the flames

Merlin's figure gradually walked out of the flame. With only a gentle touch on the flame, his body had shockingly sucked in the flames which were all over the sky, making them disappear without a trace as if his body possessed some manner of magical power.

"Sizzle…"

Even the two ugly Wizards, who had seen many things in life, could not help but inhale sharply when they witnessed such an unearthly scene. Someone who was able to completely wipe out flames comparable to the peak of Fourth-level spells and could even absorb the flames into his body was already beyond their comprehension.

Meanwhile, Merlin gently closed his eyes. He was thoroughly indulging the feeling of the flames seeping into his Awareness. If it was the past, he would certainly not dare to absorb such vigorous flames.

However, things were different now. Inside his body was the most essential power of all flames – the Flame Maxim!

Precisely because he possessed the Flame Maxim, Merlin could naturally suppress any flame that he faced. Playing with fire in front of Merlin was akin to a small sorcerer in the presence of a great one! 1

Even if Merlin could not harness the full capabilities of this Flame Maxim yet, having it inside his body would still give him unimaginable benefits.

Of course, the existence of the Flame Maxim was difficult to imagine for any Spell Caster, which explained why the two ugly Wizards were in an extreme shock after seeing Merlin absorb the flames.

"Alright, bring me to see your Lord."

Merlin said calmly while gradually opening his eyes, right after he absorbed the flames on the surface of his body. By relying on the Flame Maxim's power, it had turned into Magic Power.

"You… Who are you?"

The two ugly Wizards had only reacted at that moment. That person in front of them, Merlin, paid no regard to them at all, he had allowed the attack and did not fight back at all.

If Merlin had retaliated, they would have been dead long ago! Thinking of this, the two ugly Wizards, who had always been conceited, did not feel very comfortable.

"Who am I? You're in my castle and you're asking who I am?"

A glimmer of aggression flashed across Merlin's calm gaze. A huge suppressive force loomed on his body intermittently, making the two ugly Wizards feel petrified.

Although they seemed to be aware that Merlin's Wizardry level was not high, this kind of high-level oppressive aura, even if only a trace, was more terrifying than anyone they had ever seen.

"You're Viscount Merlin?"

The two ugly Wizards finally regained their senses. Was this not the person they had been waiting for, the master of the castle, the great Wizard Merlin of the Dark Magic Region?

It was rumored that Merlin was a genius in the Dark Magic Region. He had battled against two geniuses of Ozmu and had killed them both. Originally, the two ugly Wizards thought that the story was exaggerated and were not very concerned about it at all. If not for the order of the eighth prince, they would be too lazy to wait in this castle for such a long time.

However, only through the battle earlier had they realize their outrageous mistake. The true strength of Wizard Merlin in front of their very eyes was already horrifying to a point beyond their imagination…

"Wizard Merlin, we're Spell Casters in the service of His Majesty the eighth prince. Please, our Lord is waiting for you inside!"

The ugly Wizard who wore huge earrings replied Merlin respectfully.

Merlin nodded. As he entered Wilson Castle, he found that everything was calm. There were even familiar faces around, so nothing major had happened. Hence, he was calm when battling with these two ugly Wizards who were testing his strength.

Otherwise, the two ugly Wizards would have been killed.

"Hey hey, you two are very lucky, Wizard Merlin is not such a good-tempered person…"

Wizard Bammou said meaningfully when he walked past the two ugly Wizards. He indeed knew Merlin's personality very well. As Merlin's "slave", Wizard Bammou knew deeply that Merlin was not a kind-hearted person. He could even be described as incredibly ruthless.

It was just that perhaps in Wilson Castle that Merlin would "contain" himself a little. Little did the two ugly Spell Casters know that they had just danced with death itself.

Watching Merlin and Wizard Bammou enter the castle, two ugly Wizards looked at each other.

"Old witch, do you think we would've died just now?"

"Hehe, old ugly freak, I don't know if we would've died, but even the follower of this Wizard Merlin doesn't seem simple, he makes my skin crawl just from his stare itself. We can't afford to offend any of them. It's not surprising that His Royal Highness the eighth prince valued this Spell Caster from a small town so much…"

The two ugly Wizards shrunk their necks. Their instincts from hundreds of battles made them feel as though what the "follower" Wizard behind Merlin had just said was not exaggerated at all. A chill started creeping up their hearts at the thought of that…

…

"Creak…"

In the castle hall, two strange figures stood at the door, and the originally cheerful atmosphere in the hall suddenly halted!

"Merlin?"

"Lord Viscount!"

The shouts of one after another at that moment made Merlin's ears a little confused, but when he saw each face in the hall, Merlin's heart was full of warmth.

His father, Old Wilson's body had become more upright, giving off a dignified aura. Merlin also cultivated the mysterious relief sculpture, so he knew that Old Wilson must have also succeeded in cultivating the fourth piece of the mysterious relief sculpture. Even if faced with some low-level Spell Casters, Old Wilson would be able to kill them.

This was the difference between the first three pieces and the fourth piece of the mysterious relief sculpture, which was a qualitative improvement!

"Father!"

Merlin cracked a smile at the edge of his lips and walked toward Old Wilson. Although Merlin had grown quite a little through the times, in the face of Old Wilson, who was about two meters tall with an almost mini-giant-like burly body, Merlin still seemed very "small".

However, this did not affect the loving relationship between the two. Old Wilson patted Merlin's shoulder. Though he was very happy, he appeared calm on the surface, only nodding slightly. "Merlin, it's nice that you're back. It's been a long time since you've left. Just look, both Conxion and Celia have grown so tall already."

Merlin turned around and saw Avril and Charise, both were fuller and more mature. They each held a child in their hands, who looked like they were four or five years old.

"How old are they?"

Merlin could not help but squat by their side, and softly pinched the cheeks of the two little ones but they seemed afraid when seeing Merlin.

The last time Merlin left Prakash City, he encountered many things. Even he had been close to forgetting how long had it been since he left. He only knew that it had been some time. He did not even know the specific age of his children, Conxion and Celia. When he thought of it, Merlin could not help but feel guilty.

However, Charise was very sensible. With a sweet smile on her face, she said, "Merlin, both Conxion and Celia will turn four very soon. They're still just a little shy."

"Okay."

Merlin took a deep look at Charise and Avril. Compared to Charise's sensibility, Avril's gaze appeared to be "relatively resentful".

In addition to the two children – Constance and Celia – there was another dignified-looking child with short blond hair, who was not afraid at all. He went directly to Merlin's feet, looked up at him and asked, "Are you Uncle Merlin? "

"Uncle?"

Merlin frowned, looking at the little guy who could not even reach his knees. His eyes glimpsed. Although the child was still young, he noticed something amiss.

This courageous child had a slight anomaly of Mind Power fluctuations. This kind of fluctuation was very faint but an ordinary Spell Caster would be able to detect it. This represented that this bold child possessed Spell Caster Quality. He had a chance of becoming a Spell Caster in the future!

"Cole, let go!"

Just when Merlin wondered who the child was, a "mettlesome" voice broke out, and then, a beautiful woman donned in an aristocratic long dress came in. She raised an eyebrow, looking at Merlin somewhat reluctantly. Still, she lifted her skirt slightly, bowed and said, "Lord Viscount!"

"Macy? Are you Macy?"

Merlin could still vaguely see the past shadow of "Macy" from this lady's face. However, compared with the "gritty" Macy back then, the current Macy had matured and became a noblewoman. She even began to call Merlin "Lord Viscount", which was impossible in the past.

"The little guy must be Cole. Good, he and Yaguez are alike!"

Merlin also previously heard from Old Wilson that Macy was going to marry Yaguez, but Merlin got delayed as he went to Floating City, so he did not come back for Macy's wedding. He did not expect that the next time he returned, he would be able to see Macy's kid, who had grown.

Moreover, the appearance of little Cole was indeed similar to the young, faithful knight, Yaguez.

Merlin looked at the house full of both familiar faces and unfamiliar ones, and emotions stirred in his heart. The entire Wilson clan was truly prospering. The changes in the clan must be far more than this. Merlin would need to familiarize himself with all of them slowly in the future.

"Merlin, Snake Elder knows that you're back. Just go in. Snake Elder was sent by His Royal Highness the eighth prince to protect Wilson Castle, and all this time it was also thanks to him…"

Merlin initially wanted to talk to the people he was familiar with like Macy, Avril, and Charise, but this time Wilson Castle seemed to have undergone some changes, and Merlin wanted to know the reason behind it.

Naturally, he would need to go and see this mysterious "Snake Elder

Chapter 309: Snake Elder

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Old Wilson took Merlin to the castle's backyard, followed by the two ugly Wizards and Wizard Bammou. However, along the way, the few people did not speak, and only Merlin scanned curiously at the changes of the castle.

"Father, has the castle been expanded again? I remember that it wasn't so big here last time…"

Merlin's tone seemed calm. After returning to Wilson Castle, his mood was very relaxed.

Old Wilson nodded too. "Yes, the castle has been expanded, and the Wilson family is finally back on track, even more prosperous than in Blackwater City back then…"

Old Wilson paused. He knew that the changes in the Wilson family were all because of Merlin. Since Merlin became a Spell Caster, especially after he entered the Dark Magic Region, although he had not returned for a long time, things had changed. Just by looking at Count Selin's attitude toward the Wilson family, one could see that they were extremely respected.

Perhaps the others did not know about Merlin's situation, but as the supreme commander of the entire Prakash City, Count Selin must have known something about Merlin.

After a moment, Old Wilson took Merlin and the others to a shack. It could be seen that the shack was built for a temporary basis. It was very simple but the ambiance was commendable, and there were glowing runes around it. It should be the residence of a Spell Caster who was proficient in runology.

Wizard Bammou's eyes narrowed as he moved in front of Merlin to slow him down, whispering, "Merlin, there are three Spell Casters inside!"

"Three?"

Merlin seemed rather astounded. With the shrouding of the Runic Magic Circle, he could not check the situation in the shack either. Only Wizard Bammou, who had powerful Mind Power which could rival that of a Great Wizard, was able to see through the situation beyond the Runic Magic Circle.

On hearing the words of Wizard Bammou, astonishment showed on the faces of the two ugly Wizards. They initially thought that Merlin was already scary enough but now it seemed that this "follower" beside Merlin, Wizard Bammou, was even more unfathomable.

"Creak…"

At this moment, the door of the shack opened, and two figures emerged. Merlin lifted his head and looked up. When he saw the two figures, there was clearly a shocked expression on his face.

A tall Laurinka, who was donned in a long dress, and Emma, who exuded a delicate and elegant aura, had stepped out of the house.

"Master?"

"Teacher!"

When Laurinka and Emma saw Merlin, they could not hide the joy on their faces. Although both of them had not become First-level Spell Casters, they certainly had some changes after such a long time in the Dark Magic Region.

Particularly Emma, whose Mind Power was already enough to construct a fourth Zero-level spell. However, she had not constructed it yet. It seemed that she was still contemplating whether to become a Four-elemental Spell Caster or a First-level Spell Caster immediately.

At this time, it portrayed the benefits of having Merlin as a "teacher". Even though Merlin brought Emma to the Dark Magic Region, and had given some specific guidance, he had indeed left her for a long period of time without supervision. This was not much different from Wizard Leo who left people to their own devices. The guidance for Emma was really lacking.

"I'm relieved that you both are here. Emma, Laurinka, you've been in Prakash City for so long. Why have you not returned to the Dark Magic Region?"

One of the reasons for Merlin's return to Prakash City was to find out if something had happened to Emma and Laurinka. Now that he saw both of them were fine, he could finally put down the worries in his heart completely.

"Initially, we intended to go back, but Snake Elder…"

Emma blushed, seemingly very excited upon mentioning "Snake Elder".

Even Laurinka smiled and nodded as she continued, "Master, Snake Elder is really not simple. His knowledge is very profound. He's very accomplished in spells, runology, alchemy, and so forth. He has even counseled us in constructing Spell Models. Throughout our lengthy stay in Prakash City, we've been given a lot of guidance by Snake Elder and benefited tremendously."

Merlin seemed a little surprised. However, if he thought about it carefully, he could understand that the Dark Magic Region was merely a spell casters' organization. If you encounter a dedicated "mentor" like Wizard Nasha, for some young Spell Casters, it would be undeniably lucky.

However, if they were like Wizard Leo or Merlin, always leaving the Dark Magic Region for a year or half, even if those young Spell Casters had some talents, their progress would still be delayed for various reasons. Laurinka may not be a natural talent, but if he had done his best in guiding her back then, she could have possibly become a First-level Spell Caster.

Now that they encountered such a mysterious and powerful "Snake Elder" in Prakash City, it did not really matter anymore. They seemed satisfied, which was why they did not plan to return to the Dark Magic Region for the time being.

Whether it was Old Wilson or the two ugly Wizards, or Laurinka and Emma, they were all constantly talking about this "Snake Elder". It would not be hard to imagine that this "Snake Elder" was the Spell Caster responsible for this huge Runic Magic Circle.

Willingly helping the Wilson clan so selflessly, even having the time and heart to teach Emma and Laurinka, for sure this "Snake Elder" had some ulterior motives.

Yet, what was there to obtain from the Wilson clan? Definitely just Merlin himself, or rather, his identity as a genius Spell Caster in the Dark Magic Region.

"Wizard Merlin, Snake Elder invites you to go in and see him!"

The two ugly Wizards said respectfully to Merlin as they came gently to Merlin's side.

Merlin nodded and then walked into the shack.

"Whoosh…".

The moment Merlin stepped into the shack, he noticed a pungent fire smell. The interior decoration of the shack was very simple. On a long table, there were pieces of white paper scribbled with some runes or Spell Models.

These Spell Models were so casually placed on the table. Merlin swept through them casually, and could not help but be amazed as these Spell Models were actually some First-level or Zero-level spells, and were Spell Models constructed by various methods.

Each of these Spell Models were very stable. Merlin roughly estimated that although it was not as good as the reconstructed Spell Models by the Matrix, it was much better than the Spell Models built by any general Spell Caster.

There were also some Spell Models that Emma and Laurinka needed. Deep down, Merlin understood that it must be the mysterious "Snake Elder" in this shack who was mentoring Emma and Laurinka all these while.

At the thought of this, Merlin lifted his head, and the first thing he noticed was various kinds of weird hair which looked like hard thorns which twisted and turned on his head. The hair wiggled occasionally, looking like countless "little snakes". Viewing from afar, it gave off a scary and weird vibe.

Not only did this old man have strange hair but also purplish-green skin. From the neck down, and even on his thin arms, there were faint scales which gave off a glint of silvery brilliance, which would make anyone shudder with fear. He was clearly a half-human and half-snake monster.

"Snake Elder?"

Merlin's heart moved. When he saw the strange appearance of this old man, he had already guessed his identity.

The weird-looking Snake Elder looked up. His face did not appear to be terrifying. Instead, there was a feeling of friendliness and kindness. He grinned and said, "You must be Wizard Merlin. It's not surprising that you're a genius Spell Caster in the Dark Magic Region. Except for his Royal Highness the eighth prince, no one can still be so calm after seeing my face."

Snake Elder's face looked very composed. He reached out and pointed, signaling Merlin to sit. He gave off an incomprehensible feeling, so he should be a very powerful Spell Caster.

However, Merlin had seen Wizard Leo, Wizard Bammou, and had felt the power of a "Legend" for a period of time on the ship of Nikola. Even a stronger Spell Caster could no longer give Merlin a shock. Therefore, although he felt that Snake Elder was a bit weird, he was actually more curious about him.

Merlin then sat on the small wooden bench in front of the Snake Elder. He did not speak, only looking down at the messy Spell Models on the white papers.

Snake Elder also pointed his finger at the Spell Model on the white paper. "Apologies, in front of Wizard Merlin, I'm like teaching a fish how to swim! However, Emma is indeed very talented. I used to have a student too, but unfortunately, she encountered some mishap because she followed me, so I never had the chance to teach her again…"

The Snake Elder's tone revealed a deep sense of desolateness, which made Merlin feel that this was, after all, an ordinary lonely old man, and seemed no different than the old man Etha of Blackwater City.

"Tick!"

Suddenly, a ticking sound was heard from the white paper. Merlin looked up and found that a large piece of green scale on Snake Elder's neck had surprisingly begun to darken. Drops of fresh blood fell onto the white paper, painting it with a dark red hue.

Snake Elder grinned. He was not bothered at all. He reached out his hand casually and directly pressed on the huge scale on his neck, and then tore it off with force.

"Skraak!"

The sound of cloth tearing rang out and a trace of blood was turned into a string of water drops, which fell to the ground. A strange smell was already permeating the shack, and now there was an additional pungent bloody stench. That made Merlin very uncomfortable.

"Wizard Merlin, sorry to let you see that."

Snake Elder held the bloody scale in his hand and threw it directly into the trash can in the distance. Merlin's sharp eyesight had already caught that there were many scales in the trash can.

After losing the scale, Snake Elder's neck seemed to have quickly grown a dark red spot. This dark red spot quickly meshed into a scar, which looked very horrifying.

Seeing the appearance of Snake Elder, Merlin faintly understood why there were so many rooms in Wilson Castle, but the mysterious "Snake Elder" still had to build a separate shack. The body of "Snake Elder" was indeed weird and different from ordinary people.

Snake Elder had been observing Merlin, but no matter how he scrutinized him, Merlin displayed a calm look. Thus, he put on a positive look too, and muttered, "Wizard Merlin, I believe that you've realized too, that you and I aren't the same. I can't even be considered a human, but rather I am of the alpine Snake People!"

"Swish…"

The lights swayed, and when the words "alpine Snake People" was mentioned, it seemed as if the atmosphere in the entire shack had turned gloomy.

Chapter 310: Eve I

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Alpine Snake People…"

Merlin whispered in a low voice and took a close look at the Snake Elder. It was not surprising that he had transformed into this appearance. He even suspected that the two ugly Wizards outside were different from ordinary people too.

Merlin used to be exposed to a part of the relevant general knowledge in the Dark Magic Region. He knew that there were some very special people in this world – among them were "alpine Critters."

The alpine Snake People were obviously a branch of the alpine Critters. These people were half-human and half-beast or all kinds of unique, strange creatures that were different from ordinary people. Rumors had it that in the most glorious era of Spell Casters, those cruel Spell Casters used ordinary people to conduct various experiments, attempting to create a person who could combine the advantages of various living things.

It was a pity that most of them had failed. Some people became inexplicably ugly, and they had gradually continued their race. They could only live in the most treacherous mountains and swamps, with groups of wild beasts as their company.

However, Snake Elder in front of him was not only an alpine Snake People but also a powerful Spell Caster. Although Merlin did not know his specific strength, he should be at least a Fourth-level Spell Caster.

Such a Spell Caster would for sure hold a very strong position among the alpine Snake People. After all, Fourth-level Spell Casters were powerful Wizards who could single-handedly build a tower in the Dark Magic Region.

Snake Elder's eyes glimpsed a little, then whispered, "Wizard Merlin seems to know something about the alpine Snake People, so I believe a further explanation isn't necessary. I'm now a tribe leader of the alpine Snake People. As to why I'm here, it's natural as His Royal Highness the eighth prince had graced my tribe. Therefore, my alpine Snake People tribe are the most loyal fighters of His Royal Highness the eighth prince!"

The Snake Elder's tone seemed serious. Merlin's mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts as well.

This eighth prince seemed to be the key to all things, including Snake Elder, who was also sent by the eighth prince to Wilson Castle.

Merlin knew that he and the eighth prince had never met each other before, but the other party seemed to be interested in the Wilson family that he sent Snake Elder here. Merlin thought that he must have a request. Hence, Merlin pondered for a short moment and then whispered, "Snake Elder, tell me, why does His Royal Highness the eighth prince desire to see me?"

To Merlin's surprise, Snake Elder shook his head instead and said, "Exactly what matter this is about, the eighth prince did not say specifically. Nevertheless, he only sent me and two subordinates to Wilson Castle to protect Wizard Merlin's family, and not let Wizard Merlin's family suffer any unexpected complications. When Wizard Merlin returns to Wilson Castle, and when the eighth prince catches wind of it, he'll naturally invite Wizard Merlin to the Imperial City!"

"To the Imperial City?"

This mysterious His Royal Highness the eighth prince had also piqued Merlin's interest. Regardless of the other party's motives, the kind gesture of sending people to protect Wilson Castle in return of nothing was to Merlin's liking.

The prince of the Kingdom of Blackmoon was no more than the prince of the Kingdom of Light. In the Kingdom of Blackmoon, the royal family represented the strongest power. There were also countless masterful Spell Casters. Every prince would establish a powerful faction. This Snake Elder that the eighth prince had sent was obviously affiliated with one of his secret factions.

Moreover, the fact that he had even recruited the alpine Beast People could only mean that the prince's ambition was not ordinary.

"Hold on, the eighth prince… Wasn't Count Longardi whom Count Selin had defeated last time sworn to His Royal Highness the eighth prince?"

Merlin raised an eyebrow. He had finally figured out why the name "eighth prince" seemed familiar. When he first returned to Prakash City from the Dark Magic Region, he had helped Count Selin settled a war threat from Lebis City.

Besides, he also helped Count Selin conquer Lebis City. Count Longardi of Lebis City fought under the name of the eighth prince, exuding a faint shadow of the eighth prince's influence.

At that time, Merlin did not care as everything thereafter was the activities of Count Selin. Perhaps Count Selin had decided to swear allegiance to the eighth prince after the annexation of Lebis City.

Thinking of this, Merlin could not help but sigh. "Snake Elder, has Count Selin already pledge his loyalty to the eighth prince?"

Snake Elder was slightly stunned but he quickly responded with a hint of a smile. "Wizard Merlin, you're a Spell Caster from the Dark Magic Region, so naturally, you may not know the influence of His Royal Highness the eighth prince in the Kingdom of Blackmoon. Back then, Count Longardi of Lebis City took the initiative to swear allegiance to the eighth prince. Count Selin had annexed Lebis City, and if he didn't show his sincerity, will he still be able to continue being a Count?"

Merlin understood it all when he gave it a thought. He was always in the Dark Magic Region, and was also a Spell Caster of the Dark Magic Region, so the eighth prince would not actually do anything to him. In contrast, things were different for Count Selin. He was only a little noble of the Kingdom of Blackmoon. His position was indeed too insignificant compared to the Kingdom of Blackmoon's royal family.

If Count Selin did not pledge loyalty to the eighth prince, the entire Prakash City may very well be toppled easily.

"Alright, I've known all I need to know. I'm grateful for the help of His Royal Highness the eighth prince, I'll remember it to heart! Now, let's talk about what troubles Wilson Castle has encountered. Otherwise, His Royal Highness the eighth prince would not have sent you, Snake Elder, to Wilson Castle. Since a certain someone dared to attack Wilson Castle, then some things are better if I handle it personally!"

Merlin took a deep breath and sharpened his gaze.

The appearance of the Snake Elder and others was not by chance. To make the eighth prince offer a favor as huge as this, his request for Merlin would certainly not be small.

This time, Merlin indeed owed the eighth prince a huge favor. Wilson Castle must have encountered a big danger. If his own departure had put the castle and his family in danger, Merlin would not allow, in any case, for this kind of thing to happen.

Therefore, Merlin's body had inadvertently exuded a cold murderous aura at this point, and it seemed that even Snake Elder felt the chill in his heart.

"This matter is indeed a bit of a hassle. The eighth prince just told us to protect Wilson Castle. With us here, those people won't dare to do anything… However, Wizard Merlin, you've left Prakash City for too long, and have always been in the Dark Magic Region. Some of the roaming Wizards were indeed a little moved."

The Snake Elder responded wisely. It seemed that Wilson Castle really had encountered a crisis, and it sounded like it was not a small one.

"Tell me, who are they?"

Merlin gave the Snake Elder a strong stare, but his tone seemed very calm.

"Taran City, Guinomi City, Fanya City…"

The Snake Elder closed his eyes and slowly said the names of these city-states.

"They've nothing to do with His Royal Highness the eighth prince, right?"

Merlin gently stroked his Dark Magic ring as he said calmly. Anyone familiar with Merlin would know that every time he touched the Dark Magic ring, it was the moment where he had the most intense murderous intent in his heart.

Snake Elder nodded and said, "These city-states all had their certain strengths. They were temporarily neutral, not swearing allegiance to anyone. This time, it was only the intentions of some Wizards in these city-states. Regarding their purpose, I believe that Wizard Merlin should also have some understanding."

"Pandora Demon Ability?"

Merlin smiled and looked indelibly cold. How could he not manage to guess it? Whether it was Weiss or Bluebird that he had killed, they were all geniuses in Ozmu, and they all had Pandora Demon Abilities.

Merlin himself had many Pandora Demon Abilities. With regards to the value of Pandora Demon Abilities' power, Merlin was very clear himself. Even if it was Snake Elder in front of him, the tribe leader of the alpine Snake People, Pandora Demon Ability would be the only thing that he lacked.

Even if it was His Highness the eighth prince, holding the many resources of the royal family of Kingdom of Blackmoon, it would not be impossible for him to have more Pandora Demon Abilities. Even if it was the Dark Magic Region, even a Spell Caster who was as highly prioritized for training like Merlin, the process of obtaining Pandora Demon Abilities would still be full of challenges.

Therefore, Pandora Demon Abilities can be very tempting for roaming Wizards, especially the more powerful roaming Wizards. This was a fact that Merlin was very clear of.

Putting everything on the line for Pandora Demon Abilities was not really a big deal. It was just that Merlin did not think thoroughly at first. He did not know that the nature of the problem was already so severe, which was why he could stay in the Dark Magic Region. However, he had put his family in Prakash City in danger instead.

"Alright, thank you, Snake Elder! Since these city-states have nothing to do with His Royal Highness the eighth prince, I'll give His Royal Highness the eighth prince some gifts then."

Merlin stood up and prepared to leave.

Snake Elder smiled and stared at Merlin's figure, then nodded and watched as Merlin left.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

As Merlin left, and the two ugly Wizards outside entered the shack, standing in front of Snake Elder respectfully.

"Snake Elder, this Merlin really dares to do it? The Spell Casters in those city-states may be roaming Wizards, but they are not easy to deal with and are all Fourth-level Spell Casters with great influence. If we don't deter them with the fearsome name of His Royal Highness the eighth prince, I'm afraid that they're really willing to go their own way and act upon Wilson Castle."

The ugly male Wizard voiced out rather doubtfully while looking at the back of Merlin's figure.

Snake Elder did not look at the ugly male Wizard, but asked the female Wizard instead, "What do you think about the strength of this Wizard Merlin?"

"Strength? The strength of Wizard Merlin should be very strong. His self-confidence was emitted from the inside out as though he wasn't afraid of any kind of danger. I've only felt such aura from those extremely powerful Spell Casters around the eighth prince… Can it be that the eighth prince precisely values this? The Dark Magic Region is only a small spell casters' organization, a far cry away from those medium or large spell casters' organization. Even if he's a genius, how strong can he really be?"

Snake Elder shook his head slightly, and said with a seemingly smile, "His Royal Highness the eighth prince doesn't value Merlin, but instead, he values the Dark Magic Region backing Merlin instead! You can also say that even the Dark Magic Region isn't of value to the eighth prince. The actual target that he wants to recruit is Merlin's mentor in the Dark Magic Region, he who even killed a Seventh-level Spell Caster from Ozmu – Wizard Leo!"

"Wizard Leo…"

Upon hearing the name, the two ugly Wizards could not help but feel a shiver in their hearts.

"Very well, tomorrow, you'll follow Wizard Merlin there but don't act. Only in the most dangerous time can you give those people a warning, and then save Merlin in the name of His Royal Highness the eighth prince. I believe that with this experience, Merlin will be more grateful to His Royal Highness the eighth prince, and it'll be easier for His Royal Highness to gain a friendship with Wizard Leo…"

When Snake Elder had finished, he waved his hand and let the two ugly Wizards leave the shack.

Meanwhile, the few of them seemed to not realize that a mysterious Mind Power had shrouded the entire shack this whole time, watching every move in the shack.

"So stupid, how could they have underestimated Master…"

This mysterious Mind Power exuded a hint of vague fluctuation and then disappeared silently. The entire Wilson Castle seemed to have returned to its previous calmness.

Chapter 311: Eve II

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Creak…"

The door was gently pushed open, and a cold wind poured in, blowing on Merlin's black robe, lifting it slightly.

Merlin did not raise his head but only squinted, his fingers gently tapping on the table.

"Master."

The person who walked in was Wizard Bammou who had always been mysterious. In front of Merlin, Wizard Bammou looked very respectful.

"How's it going?"

Merlin asked casually.

"Master, I've already found out their motive. The old half-man half-snake guy was ordered by the eighth prince to protect your family at Wilson Castle. As for the real purpose, it was to win over Master's mentor, Wizard Leo!"

Wizard Bammou reported some of the information that he had heard to Merlin in simpler terms, and only Wizard Bammou, a "freak" with the Mind Power of a Great Wizard, could hear everything so stealthily.

"Sure enough, it's all for my mentor…"

In fact, Merlin had already guessed it. His Royal Highness held great power in the Kingdom of Blackmoon. Even an ordinary spell casters' organization would not necessarily be in his mind. After all, the power of the royal family of the Kingdom of Blackmoon actually represented powerful intimidation, certainly not worse than a large spell casters' organization. Otherwise, it would not be able to startle the entire Kingdom of Blackmoon.

Back then, after Leo killed Osseus, he immediately became a household name. He also possessed the legendary Darkness Eye, which was capable of killing powerful Seventh-level Spell Casters. Merlin's heart was definitely very clear that this represented a huge meaning for powerful Spell Casters.

As for Merlin, he was only noticed by the eighth prince because of his slight relation to Wizard Leo. He hoped to contact Wizard Leo through Merlin.

After a long ponder, Merlin gradually stood up, and his narrow face showed a hint of coldness. He muttered with a low voice, "Whatever the reason, the eighth prince saved Wilson Castle, so even if he wants to see Wizard Leo, I'll also help him! However, before this, some things must be prepared…"

Wilson Castle was already unsafe, and his identity was not the same as the past anymore. Even if there was the intimidation of the Dark Magic Region, it was difficult to guarantee Wilson Castle's safety without any actual protection. Thinking of this, the coldness in Merlin's eyes intensified.

This time, Merlin indeed had a faint plan in his mind when he brought Wizard Bammou back to Wilson Castle, and now, his heart was even more determined. If he let Wizard Bammou remain in Wilson Castle, he would then be able to completely rid himself of any worries.

Even then, Merlin had never thought of making the Wilson clan a Spell Caster clan, but now the progress of the situation forced him to make this consideration. Moreover, most importantly, Conxion and Celia did not have the Spell Caster Quality but Macy's child, little Cole had displayed Spell Caster Quality at a young age.

This was precisely an opportunity for the Wilson clan to become a Spell Caster clan.

"I didn't expect that after killing Weiss and Bluebird, and becoming the key Spell Caster prioritized for training in the Dark Magic Region, yet in the eyes of other people, I'm still merely the most valued student of Teacher Leo…"

Merlin also felt somewhat regretful because he had indeed gone through many things ever since entering the Dark Magic Region and had gradually grown from a newbie Wizard to a rather powerful Spell Caster.

Yet, in the eyes of those truly powerful Spell Casters, he would always be a student of "Wizard Leo", and the halo above his head would still be inseparable from the Dark Magic Region and Wizard Leo.

"Master, I've something to say, but I don't know if I should say it?"

Wizard Bammou, who had always been respectful, for whatever reason, looked to be uncertain and hesitant today.

"What's wrong?"

Merlin looked at Wizard Bammou in confusion.

Wizard Bammou took a deep breath and then sighed. "Master, it's about your mentor, Wizard Leo. When I was spying for you about any news, I accidentally heard those people mentioning 'Darkness Eye'. Is it true that Master's mentor really succeeded in cultivating Darkness Eye?"

So, it was really regarding Darkness Eye. Merlin naturally knew what Darkness Eye meant. Even the Spell Casters of Abyss Fort did not know the true use of Darkness Eye.

Nevertheless, in this world, there were always some Spell Casters who knew Darkness Eye such as His Royal Highness the eighth prince of the Kingdom of Blackmoon. It was highly likely that he knew what Wizard Leo cultivated was the true Darkness Eye. Otherwise, he would not even pay much attention to the Dark Magic Region, and to pay such a great deal to contact Wizard Leo through Merlin.

"That's right, my mentor has indeed cultivated Darkness Eye. What about it? Wizard Bammou, do you know about Darkness Eye?"

Merlin knew that Wizard Bammou was a powerful Spell Caster from centuries ago, so some of the Spell Caster knowledge that he acquired was far beyond himself. It would not be surprising if he knew about Darkness Eye. After all, Wizard Bammou even knew about the Ship of Nikola, the Fire Maxim and so forth, let alone Darkness Eye.

Upon hearing Merlin's affirmative answer, Wizard Bammou's expression was very odd. After a long pause, he inhaled deeply and sighed. "Master, maybe you don't know, Darkness Eye was a Pandora Demon Ability created by the Great Legend of Darkness, Wizard Oflas. Rumor has it that with Darkness Eye, the Great Legend of Darkness led countless powerful Spell Casters to conquer one great dimension after another, and exiled many great gods. He was one of the most powerful Legends among all Spell Casters thousands of years ago!

"Apart from the Great Legend of Darkness, Master Oflas himself, other people who tried cultivating Darkness Eye had not succeeded. There was even a rumor circulating around for thousands of years that this Darkness Eye actually carried a curse. Any Spell Caster, whom once cultivated Darkness Eye, would eventually die in great suffering along with a perpetual curse…"

After listening to what Wizard Bammou had said, Merlin frowned. He only knew that Darkness Eye was very powerful. There were in total seven forms, which was created by the Great Legend of Darkness, Wizard Oflas throughout his entire life.

However, he did not expect that such a powerful Pandora Demon Ability had actually carried a so-called "curse". Merlin naturally did not believe in any curse whatsoever. In his viewpoint, the failure of cultivating Darkness Eye could only mean that the Spell Casters who had cultivated Darkness Eye back then had made mistakes in their cultivation methods or other aspects.

Seeing Merlin's undecided look, Wizard Bammou shook his head slightly and continued. "Master, Darkness Eye really is peculiar. Just because it was a Pandora Demon Ability created by the Great Legend of Darkness, there are countless powerful Spell Casters who will attempt to cultivate it as long as they have constructed Darkness-type spells. Of course, among them will be some powerful Great Wizards who had even begun condensing Maxims.

"However, even for those Great Wizards who started condensing Maxims, once they begin to cultivate Darkness Eye, they'll eventually be engulfed by Darkness Elements inexplicably, and the state of their deaths would be bizarre. Some Great Wizards will even be swallowed up by Darkness Eye… Which is why there's this rumor that Darkness Eye is a cursed Pandora Demon Ability. Except for the Great Legend of Darkness Wizard Oflas, no one can cultivate Darkness Eye. If Master's mentor cultivated Darkness Eye, then in the future, Master should never try to cultivate Darkness Eye…"

Wizard Bammou also felt rather helpless. He knew that Merlin would basically not give any regard to the things that he had said. In the face of a powerful Pandora Demon Ability, no one could resist the temptation.

If he had not seen a powerful Spell Caster who had cultivated Darkness Eye die a miserable death in front of him, Wizard Bammou would not resist but try to cultivate Darkness Eye too.

"You're afraid that I'll cultivate Darkness Eye, and die before the hundred year period has reached, pulling you along to doom too?"

Merlin saw that Wizard Bammou's face was filled with anxiousness, and finally recovered his senses. It turned out that Wizard Bammou was worried about the slave contract.

Merlin and Wizard Bammou had signed a slave contract, which was the most unfair of all contracts. Once Merlin died as the "master" of the contract, then Wizard Bammou as a "slave" would have no chance of surviving either. The powerful slave contract would also kill Wizard Bammou in a flash.

After all, Merlin and Bammou's slave contract also incorporated a trace of the Flame Maxim's power. Even if Wizard Bammou became a true Great Wizard, even when he condensed a Maxim and became a Legend, it would still be impossible to resist the slave contract which incorporated the power of Maxim.

That was precisely why Wizard Bammou was worried about Merlin's mentor's cultivation of Darkness Eye, fearing that if Merlin also cultivated Darkness Eye, he would then be dragged into doom too.

There was an embarrassment on Wizard Bammou's face. Although he had become Merlin's slave, it was still only for a hundred years time. A hundred years was not really considered long for a Seventh-level Spell Caster like him. He did not want to get out of several hundred years of torture in the Flame Prison just to die without a clear reason.

"Alright, Wizard Bammou, I'll keep the issue with Darkness Eye in mind and not simply cultivate it."

Merlin nodded in the end. It was not that he really believed in the curse of Darkness Eye, but that Darkness Eye itself was a very powerful Pandora Demon Ability. In addition, Wizard Leo did not intend to pass down Darkness Eye to him. Therefore, even if Merlin wanted to cultivate it, he did not know how.

One day, in the event that he had really become a Fourth-level Spell Caster, perhaps Merlin would consider it and study Darkness Eye carefully.

"Lord Viscount, it's already late. The two ladies hoped Lord Viscount would rest early."

The voice of the old castle's maid was heard from outside the door. Merlin lifted his head and looked at the sky. It was indeed already quite late. When he was in the Dark Magic Region, he did not pay much attention to the sky.

"Master, Bammou shall take his leave then!"

Wizard Bammou also left in a timely manner, his figure silently vanishing into the nightlight. Only Merlin knew that with Bammou's current immense Mind Power, he was well aware of everything happening in the entire Wilson Castle. Nothing could escape Wizard Bammou's senses.

"Go ahead."

Merlin pushed the door open and glanced at the maid who was looking downward. He could not make out her looks clearly in the dark, but he did not bother, as he slowly lifted his feet and walked upstairs.

Chapter 312: Eve III

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The room upstairs was still illuminated. The maid brought Merlin to the front of the house and bowed slightly, then turned and left respectfully.

Merlin reached out and pushed the door open, a glimmer of fire caught his eye.

The layout of the room was very simple but it had a very warm feeling, especially on the large chair, where two graceful, beautiful women sat.

"Charise? Avril? So you're both here…"

Merlin smiled, casually taking off his robe and hanging it on the shelf. Avril remained still. She seemed to be sulking while Charise smiled generously as she stood up and walked toward Merlin.

"Merlin, how long will you stay this time?"

Charise gently patted off the dust on Merlin's robe and asked softly.

Compared to Avril, Charise seemed to be more caring as a wife. Every time Merlin returned to Wilson Castle, he could feel a rare feeling of comfort from Charise.

"I'm not sure, I've to deal with a lot of things this time. After all, many things have happened in Wilson Castle in this period of time and I've let it scare you all… I'll spend as much time as I can and wait until everything is arranged properly before I leave."

Merlin did not know how long it would take. He estimated that it would perhaps take a few months to arrange the things in Wilson Castle.

"You still have to go…"

Avril, who was on the side, was a little unhappy. Although she had become a beautiful lady, the innocent temperament had still not disappeared, and it made Merlin feel like he was back to the time when he first arrived at Prakash City.

Merlin smiled. He was not angry. The moment he embarked on the path of a Spell Caster, he was destined to always be away from his family.

"Right, where's Celia and Conxion?"

Merlin noticed that he did not see the two little ones in the room.

"Of course they've been taken downstairs to rest."

Charise went close to Merlin, and her plump body clung tightly to Merlin, presenting a feeling of attachment. Merlin could understand Charise and Avril's feelings. This moment belonged to him and his two beautiful wives.

…

Nobody knew how much time had passed. Merlin even began to feel somewhat tired. It was not known how many times Charise and Avril had tossed around on the big spacious bed.

Gently stroking the smooth skin of the two, Merlin breathed a sigh of relief. There was a rare moment of peace in his mind.

"Merlin, I… I want a child!"

Charise, who had fallen asleep initially, opened her eyes again suddenly. Her blushed face showed a hint of lust, mixed with a different kind of temptation.

However, Merlin's heart sank slightly. When he returned to Wilson Castle this time, he noticed the changes to Charise and Avril. It seemed that there were some differences.

Avril was more straightforward as there were not many hidden secrets in her heart. Although Old Wilson tried to let Avril take over the matters of the Wilson clan, now it seemed that Avril was unable to control the entire proceedings of the Wilson clan in front of a former princess like Charise.

Everyone could see that now, besides Old Wilson, the real person in control of everything with regards to Wilson Castle was Charise. Luckily, the relationship between Charise and Avril was also quite harmonious, and no misunderstanding had occurred.

Compared to Avril, Charise had many things hidden in her heart. Yet, she was also rather capable, able to take care of the entire Wilson clan, so she could be considered a very virtuous wife.

"Tell me, Charise, what happened?"

Merlin knew that Charise would never simply say that she wanted a child. It must have been because of the many things happening in the Wilson clan that she had such an idea.

Charise gently stood up and brushed her messy long hair, then leaned in Merlin's embrace. In a passionate voice, she said, "Merlin, I'm different from Avril, she doesn't know anything, and she only wishes that you can stay in Wilson Castle all the time… However, you're a Spell Caster. You're destined to not be able to stay in the family forever!

"You've come a long way. The Wilson clan has encountered an unprecedented crisis. If it was not for the eighth prince, I'm afraid that the clan would've already suffered from the disaster. I've only realized that at this moment, the Wilson clan is no longer an ordinary clan. Even if we want to be ordinary, we can't stay being ordinary ever again.

"I've heard 'Snake Elder' and his people mentioning before that the Wilson clan will eventually need to develop into a Spell Caster clan. Otherwise, it'll never be peaceful. This is the destiny of the Wilson clan, and a Spell Caster clan needs people with Spell Caster Quality. Both Celia and Conxion don't possess a Spell Caster Quality."

Speaking of this, Charise did not continue anymore, and Merlin finally understood why she was so desperate to have another child.

The Wilson clan would eventually develop into a Spell Caster clan, and even now, Merlin already had such an idea. However, this would require many people with Spell Caster Quality. Celia and Conxion did not own such qualities, but Macy's son, Cole had Spell Caster Quality.

Presumably, the arrival of the "Snake Elder" and the other Spell Casters during this period of time had finally made Charise realize that the Wilson clan can only become a Spell Caster clan while high hopes may have been placed on little Cole.

Yet, Cole was Macy's son after all, not Merlin's. Charise, as the princess of the Kingdom of Lights royal family, had a natural sensitivity to this issue, so deep down, she became rather impatient.

After pondering for a moment, Merlin smiled and said, "I'm sorry this made you all worried. Wilson Castle will not be in trouble again in the future. This time, I'll handle the family affairs. I'll arrange everything, whether it is Conxion or Celia, they're both my children!"

Merlin knew that he still could not make Charise feel at ease, but during this time in Wilson Castle, he did not mind if Charise and Avril worked harder. If they could really produce children with Spell Caster Quality, that would naturally be better, and also in line with Merlin's vision.

At the inception of each Spell Caster clan, their member count was very scarce. Sometimes, only one descendant with the Spell Caster Quality could appear in one generation. This required several generations of effort and accumulation, and only then, it would possibly develop into a prosperous Spell Caster clan.

Charise also nodded obediently, looking at the dark night sky outside the window. The emotions that had accumulated in her heart for many years also finally opened up abruptly.

"Merlin, I'm a little homesick. Can we go back to the Kingdom of Light?"

"Go back?"

Merlin's thoughts also seemed to return to Blackwater City, and he thought of Anson, little fatty Gutt, the tall Miss Carice, and the ill-tempered old man Etha…

There were too many, too many people, and Merlin still remembered them very clearly. However, the former Kingdom of Light should have already transitioned into the Holy Light Empire by now.

"Sure, we can go back, we'll definitely go back!"

Merlin said firmly. Charise was the princess of the Kingdom of Light royal family. It may not be possible for her to forget the Kingdom of Light in this lifetime, but as a princess of an extinct kingdom, she was powerless and just simply unable to return to the Kingdom of Light.

"Merlin, maybe there's really a chance to go back… In the past six months, I've heard Count Selin mention once that the border of the Kingdom of Blackmoon seemed to be somewhat unstable. After the Holy Light Empire had stabilized their influence, they began to stir trouble at the border, so it is very likely that this will ignite another crusade…"

Charise carefully described the news that she had heard to Merlin.

"The Holy Light Empire is actually going to launch a crusade?"

Merlin frowned. The word "crusade" could not be used lightly. When the Kingdom of Light was still in existence, it was invoked by the Church of Light into launching several crusades against the Kingdom of Blackmoon, which was termed as the Eastern Heresy Crusade. The famous Slaughterhouse War was precisely one of the wars of previous crusades.

Old Wilson was also granted the title of baron because he survived the Slaughterhouse War and earned a great military honor.

Therefore, every crusade was incomparably cruel. Whether it was ordinary people or Spell Casters, none were willing to face the brutality of crusades.

"This is just a rumor. I'll find out more about it when I have time."

Merlin started pondering. If it was really a crusade, he was worried that the landscape of the entire Kingdom of Blackmoon would change, and it would even involve a big number of spell casters' organizations.

Charise had expressed some of her concerns to Merlin, so she was able to fall asleep pretty quickly, showing a look of tranquil sleep. No matter how strong Charise was, she was just an ordinary woman, confiding in Merlin was what she needed more than ever.

…

"Wizard Hill!"

In the humble log cabin, Merlin once again saw the old man in a black robe.

The black-robed old man was now a bag of bones, but he looked quite well and would be able to live for another few decades. Merlin's potion to stabilize Spell Models could only help the black-robed old man reach such a level.

"Wizard Merlin, you're finally back… I'm pretty much useless now. I've promised you I'd take care of your clan, but in the end, an old man like me couldn't do anything when facing those powerful Spell Casters."

After seeing Merlin, the black-robed old man looked rather embarrassed. He was just an Entrance-level Spell Caster whose Spell Models were not even stable yet. He served no use at all when faced with those First-level, Second-level, and even Third-level powerful roaming Wizards.

"Don't we have the eighth prince? Wilson Castle is no longer in danger… Wizard Hill, this time I'm here to cordially invite you, hoping that you'll join my Wilson clan."

Merlin smiled. Since he had decided to make the Wilson clan a Spell Caster clan, he would naturally need to make some preparations.

"Join the Wilson clan? Wizard Merlin, you're preparing to turn the Wilson clan into a Spell Caster clan?"

The black-robed old man pieced things together quickly. It would not be easy to become a Spell Caster clan, especially in current circumstances, where those people had their eyes set on the Wilson clan. If the eighth prince's people left, the Wilson clan would truly be exposed to danger.

"Wizard Hill, does the Wilson clan still have a choice? A Spell Caster clan, this is the only way. Otherwise, the Wilson clan's position will be even more precarious. As for those threats, since I'm back this time, I'll naturally have to settle them once and for all…"

Merlin's face showed a hint of cold-heartedness.

After a long pause, the black-robed old man shook his head slightly and said, "I think forget it. I'm already dying so I'll be of no use. The knowledge you've learned in the Dark Magic Region has surpassed me far more than a hundred times. It'll not be useful even if I join the Wilson clan. I actually enjoy quietly recalling the past like now, it feels pretty good…"

Merlin nodded. The black-robed old man was now in a good state of mind. He was no longer a Spell Caster. He just wanted to live the rest of his life quietly.

After leaving the black-robed old man's residence, Wizard Bammou appeared mysteriously beside Merlin.

"Master, 'Snake Elder' has sent a message to the eighth prince. It shouldn't be long before the eighth prince's response reaches Wilson Castle."

Wizard Bammou had been closely watching "Snake Elder's" every move.

"Very well, it's our move now. The Wilson clan's affairs can only be handled by ourselves! We might as well give the eighth prince some welcoming gifts this time. Inform Snake Elder' that we're ready to go!"

Merlin casually replied a few words as he looked up to the sky. It sounded like there were no doubts in his tone.