Chapter 1655 - WMW 28

Below the stage, numerous Magi bowed.

On the podium, red flames blazed.

A Magus in white robes and a green headband leaped up from the flames energetically, looking like a flame sprite.

"My lord!" Leylin and the other Magi bowed together.

"Hmph!" Decarte nodded in an aloof manner and swept his long cloak before taking a seat at his assigned place.

"Everyone!" Decarte's voice was very gentle, though he had a weird accent. Having stored a large amount of data, Leylin knew that this was an accent that Magi nobility used in the ancient times. Other than showing off one's status, there was nothing special about it. Only the most traditional families practised this way of speech now.

"I believe those in charge of you have already spoken to you. If not, you can ask them about it. I have only one thing to say here!"

"Four Seasons Garden will take over one of the entrances to the Eternal River secret plane on behalf of the light Magi. The battle and hunting teams have already been brought into the plane in batches to vie over the resources within against the dark Magi. Our Potioneering team may not be directly involved in killing the dark Magi, but we have the role of brewing potions and definitely can't hinder the other teams!"

At this point, Decarte's eyes shone as he scanned the area.

All Magi present trembled with fear.

"Is this the power of a Magus at the peak of rank 1?"

Though Leylin could withstand such might, he knew he definitely wasn't Decarte's match yet.

He looked at his stats.

[Leylin Farlier. Rank 1 Warlock, Bloodline: Giant Kemoyin Serpent. Strength: 7.1, Agility: 6.7, Vitality: 8.5, Spiritual Force: 58.9, Magic Power: 58 (Magic Power is in synchronisation with Spiritual Force). Elemental essence conversion: 70%. Status: Healthy]

As a Magus on the verge of breaking through to rank 2, Decarte's spiritual force had definitely gone past 70 and might even be near 80. His elemental essence conversion was sure to have reached a high percentage and was much more than 80%, which was the requirement to break through.

Leylin suspected that Lord Decarte could have advanced a long time ago but had held himself back in order to increase his elemental essence conversion as much as possible before trying to break through!

Leylin knew that he had a large number of tricks up his sleeves, but the most he could do was catch Decarte unprepared. It was certain that the experienced Decarte could beat him up thoroughly.

"Alright, now I'll issue the missions. Callum, your research on the Tree Secretion Potion is temporarily on hold. From hereon, spend all your time on brewing the Rotting Bee Swarm potion!"

Decarte began to issue the missions.

A Magus with a gold helmet that covered his face stood and greeted him.

Leylin knew of Callum. He was said to be the number one in the Potioneering team, and the team he led was very capable. They had managed to complete a series of difficult missions, and his own Potioneering abilities were awe-inspiring. Based on Leylin's calculations, without the use of his trump card, the A.I. Chip, he might not even match up to Callum.

Leylin had heard a bit about the Tree Secretion Potion that Callum's team was in charge of. The formula had already been mostly figured out, and there was one more step till the potion could show its real effects.

However, because of the war, this experiment had to be postponed.

"Good. I'll compensate your losses a while later!" Seeing Callum so cooperative, Decarte's expression brightened.

"Next up is…"

Decarte changed all of the teams' existing missions.

Their previous missions had to do with research and fortification, but these were all abandoned in favour of refining potions that had immense killing power.

Martin's team, which Leylin was in, received a mission to brew the Heart of Lava.

This Heart of Lava Potion was a type of offensive potion that had a large area of effect.

Though its might was a little weak at around 20 degrees, it had a wide range and was a necessary item in large-scale wars.

Besides Martin's team, other Potioneering groups also received this mission.

This potion was not easy to brew, but Decarte cared little for the grimaces on his subordinates' faces and allocated a fixed number for each team to make. He also mentioned that if the monthly quota was not met, not only would their benefits and allocations be decreased, they might also be deprived of some of their current authority.

Martin's expression was bitter, and Leylin's heart lurched when Martin looked at him with hope.

Decarte's attitude seemed to imply that Four Seasons Garden did not have the upper hand in the fight for territories within Eternal River secret plane. Hence, they needed a large number of these offensive potions.

If that was the case, it was a definite possibility that people who were usually working at the back, like alchemists and potion masters, would be sent to the frontlines to increase Four Seasons Garden's strength.

With such high odds of this happening, Leylin needed to make some preparations for himself.

After all, he wasn't so stupid as to give his life for Four Seasons Garden.

"Leylin, we're counting on you!"

Martin had a look of fervent hope as he patted Leylin on the back. His teammates had the same expression.

"Alright! However, this mission is extremely important and I can't guarantee anything…"

Leylin forced a smile.

Time passed quickly, especially while one was busy brewing potions.

Usually, Leylin obviously would not reveal his true abilities in making potions.

While brewing them, he purposely failed a few times in order to hide his ridiculously high rate of success.

However, there was an upside to this whole situation. As Potioneering was a job that demanded one to be meticulous, the environments Potion Masters were in had to be suitable. Hence, they often worked alone.

Leylin also had a private laboratory of his own, and while he was brewing potions, even his own team members did not dare interrupt him.

This gave him the opportunity to do as he pleased.

Firstly, Leylin used a frighteningly short amount of time to brew enough potions to fill the quota. The rest of the time was used on researching the Branded Swordsman, the information he had obtained from the Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect's secret plane, and other subjects of interest.

Within Leylin's private laboratory.

Burettes, beakers, and other laboratory containers holding colourful liquids were scattered atop the pure white experimenting table. Some of these liquids were solvents that effervesced.

Beside the table, Leylin had his eyes tightly closed, his facial muscles twitching.

At the same time, rings of energy and spiritual force rippled and were constantly being compressed. The atmosphere began to undulate with the tiniest ripples as if it were also being compressed.

The large spiritual force that Leylin possessed was constantly lowering along with the fluctuations, and there even came a point where his spiritual force was undetectable.

A good while later, Leylin opened his eyes.

Currently, his eyes were clear and pure. The layer of darkness from before was nowhere to be seen.

The energy waves he usually gave off had vanished and he seemed to be a regular human. The only identifiable aspect was the deep and immeasurable dark shadow that flashed in his eyes occasionally.

"The spiritual force compression method I obtained from the old witch is surprisingly effective!"

Leylin used the A.I. Chip to scan himself, but even the A.I. Chip could only give a few vague numbers and was unable to effectively analyse the state of Leylin's body.

Leylin prevented the A.I. Chip from using all its efforts on calculating data, and he had not authorized the usage of an atomic microscope either. However, just this kind of result was enough to make him happy.

From the A.I. Chip's calculations, this spiritual force compression method matched up the spiritual force energy waves from his body and then compressed them. This would then adjust the spiritual force energy waves and hide his true strength.

Just the first half of the information that the old witch had provided was enough to conceal his strength from other rank 1 Magi.

With the second half he obtained from the old witch during his time in the Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect's secret plane, this effect was multiplied.

The current Leylin was certain that even rank 2 Magi would be unable to detect the concealment of his strength.

Having this ability right before the impending war made it even more precious!

"This method can be used as one of my hiding skills. When coupled with Shadow Stealth, the effects seem to be even better…"

The A.I. Chip began to calculate fervently while Leylin was deep in thought.

After about half an hour, Leylin got up and rang the golden handbell on the experimentation table.

*Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!*

The crisp sound of a bell resounded.

*Creak!*

Moments later, a secret door opened, and two Grand Knights dressed in armour walked in.

"Number 2! Number 3! How are you feeling now?"

Leylin surveyed the two who had grown taller and had a change in their physique. Anticipation flashed in his eyes.

"There's some pain from swelling as if something is inside drilling holes in my body…"

"Master! I feel the same as Number 2. Also, my body alternates between being cold and warm, and there are sudden surges in strength. I would break whatever I was holding unintentionally when that happened…" Number 3 knelt on one leg as he reported.

"Is that so? Lie on the experimentation table and let me see!"

Leylin commanded.

Number 3 took off all his armour and quickly laid on the ice-cold table.

At the moment, the brand on his body was becoming increasingly clear. What was most obvious was the few strange looking brands that were broken, which had been kept in place with red devices

"I'm unable to replicate the methods of recreating the Ancient Branded Swordsman now, so I can only settle for second best. As long as I forcibly link the brand and let Grand Knights temporarily use this power, it still works!"

Leylin thought to himself.

To fully replicate the methods in creating the powerful Branded Swordsman, a large amount of time was needed.

The current Leylin had to make do and substitute it with other means.

-x-X-x-

In this pre-war period the entire Magus World on the south coast was in a chaotic situation.

Though Leylin had always stayed within the Four Seasons Garden's headquarters, he had not completely broken off all contact with the outside world.

Every day, he could obtain information about the south coast from his butler Damien, who was still in Nightless City, as well as from other channels.

The appearance of the Eternal River Plains' secret plane had galvanized the south coast!

All Magi, whether it be the organisations, wandering Magi, or even fugitives, were all rushing towards the Eternal River Plains.

The Eternal River Plains' secret plane was said to be the largest plane found on the south coast to date.

It had an area of as much as ten million mu and even exceeded the total area of all resource-based secret planes that had previously been found.

Many Magi wanted to reap some benefits from this magnificent discovery.

For this kind of secret plane, just a small part of it was enough to cover several decades of expenses for the average Magus! Magi organisations that could set up such a plane were sure to be outstanding, even in ancient times.

Magi who could obtain an inheritance of this level could definitely break through their bottleneck and allow them to have a chance at advancing to rank 3 or become a rank 4 Morning Star Magus!

Such a huge temptation not only made the idle Magi crazy with desire, even older Magi who had retired a long time ago had decided to act and were rushing towards the Eternal River Plains.

Due to their great numbers, the Magi rushing for the secret plane eventually had conflicts with the large Magi organisations guarding the entrances.

Dramatic scenes—chaos, murders, alliances, and betrayals—were incessantly acted out on the stage that was the Eternal River Plains.

Many small Magi organisations and individual Magi even made an alliance to contend against the large dark and light Magi groups.

In such a disorderly situation, Leylin needed to raise his strength to protect himself as quickly as possible.

Although the Branded Swordsman created in such a short amount of time were only usable once and might be of inferior strength, that was enough for Leylin.

During critical moments he could only rely on himself. As for the other organisations and powers… hehe.

The current situation in Four Seasons Garden wasn't very good.

The huge influx of Magi into the Eternal River Plains had resulted in a weakening of the security in the area. Four Seasons Garden not only had to deal with attacks from within the secret plane but also had to send out some Magi to maintain order at the entrance. Their numbers were simply not enough.

A prominent example was the obvious decrease of Magi in Four Seasons Garden. The rank 2 Magi leaders could rarely be seen.

It was clear that Four Seasons Garden's defense abilities were gradually becoming weaker.

Leylin even had the thought of giving this information to Thousand Meddling Hands and gain some benefits from their weakness.

However, this plan was quickly rejected by Leyin.

Other than the restrictions he had from the previous contract witnessed by the Trial's Eye, the rank 2 Magus guarding the secret plane was still around. Taking over this type of secret plane required at least the rank 2 dark Magus that was controlling Thousand Meddling Hands to act.

Leylin was merely a normal member who had, at most, gained some notoriety. He was not yet qualified to be in direct contact with such a strong being.

Though the old witch had promised Leylin her position as an elder, she was trapped within the secret plane. This promise thus became invalid.

Though Leylin found it a pity, he wasn't particularly regretful.

In that situation, it was already a miracle that he could escape. Considering the circumstances, it was not practical to think about anything else.

Leylin was still curious. How were the old witch and her daughter in spirit form, Jaye, doing in the secret plane?

And that Gargamel! As an evolution of the Loathsome Evil, this terrifying creature not only had the frightful strength of a rank 2 Magus, it also had many unpredictable techniques.

The destruction of the entrance to the secret plane would not obstruct it for too long.

If it were to be let out, the situation on the south coast would be much the same as it was now, or perhaps even more chaotic!

If that Gargamel found traces of Leylin, it definitely would not let him off. After all, he had basically made a fool of it.

Hence, Leylin had an increasingly intense desire for power.

"The Branded Swordsman! As long as I complete this experiment, I would instantly gain two underlings with the power of official Magi. They would be unafraid of death, and there can be an unending stream of them to serve me!"

Leylin's blue eyes flashed in excitement.

"A.I. Chip! Scan the data!"

[Beep! Mission established, beginning to collect data required. Microscopic scan ensuing!] The A.I. Chip loyally executed Leylin's commands.

[Beep! Target's Data. Strength: 29, Agility: 24, Vitality: 35, Spiritual Force: 19. Has been branded with runes: Flame Extension (for Male use) Effects: Able to store large amounts of flame elemental particles on the surface of the body and use it in battle. Each attack will have an additional damage from flames. All elemental particles can be set off at one go, and the effect is similar to a rank 1 Magus' Lava Fireball. Estimated power: 30 degrees!]

[The brand's power is operating normally. Parts of it have mild defects, and is estimated to be completely damaged in 1540 hours.]

With the A.I. Chip's microscope that could analyse on an atomic level, all information about Number 3's brand was presented in front of Leylin.

"This means that instantly formed Branded Swordsman only have a lifespan of two or so months?" Leylin stroked his chin. "There are also some flaws in terms of agility and spiritual force too…"

"However, as cannon fodder that can only be used once, this is enough!"

Leylin thought to himself.

After which, he made plans to exchange all the contribution points he had gained from his work at Four Seasons Garden for grown male Grand Knight slaves.

On the bodies of these two instantly formed Branded Swordsman, Leylin had also made some preparations beforehand to ensure they were completely under his control.

However, due to limitations in terms of his spiritual force and other areas, the A.I. Chip had calculated that he was only capable of controlling five Branded Swordsman at a time!

Only if a few out of the five Branded Swordsman died, leaving a vacant spot, could Leylin put his abilities to use and fill the spot with other Branded Swordsman.

This was not the optimal situation, but for Leylin now, this was the best he could do.

As a rank 1 Magus, Leylin was able to control five considerably powerful Branded Swordman. If rumours of this got out, it would definitely shock the entire south coast!

"Compress!"

After gathering data and finishing his experiments, Leylin pressed a strange looking rune onto Number 3's back.

Instantly, a large amount of fire elemental particles lingering around Number 3's body dulled, and the energy waves from his body began to weaken until he was at the level of a Grand Knight.

This was the technique he had made sense of using the information about spiritual force compression method the old witch had given him.

By using external forces to control the energy waves in the target's body, others' senses would be confused.

The Branded Swordsman was Leylin's secret trump card and he naturally didn't want to be discovered so quickly. Hence, putting on an act and concealing his strength was necessary.

Next, Leylin repeated what he had done to Number 3 on Number 2's body.

After ordering these two Grand Knights to stay in the laboratory, Leylin left for the Four Seasons Garden's library.

Usually, there would be a few official Magi or acolytes reading up or conversing. Though there were a lot of people, it was orderly and surprisingly quiet.

The library was now extremely quiet, but it just seemed desolate.

Desks and chairs that would always be filled were unoccupied, and there were the occasional leaves and petals from the garden landing on the seats. It was deathly still and lonely.

"My Lord!" An old manager was still at his post in the library. Upon seeing Leylin, even the decorative items on his body seemed to brighten up, and he bowed in greeting.

"No need for that! There seems to very few people now." Leylin leaned against the counter and spoke casually.

"All acolytes have left after receiving missions. I've never seen so few people in Four Seasons Garden before!" The old manager gave a bitter smile.

"Missions? Now? Could it be to the Eternal River Plains' secret plane ?" Leylin found that inconceivable.

In the battle between Magi, acolytes were naught but cannon fodder. Other than large-scale spell formations which might be somewhat effective, the acolytes were normally just easy kills for Magi.

This maneuver by Four Seasons Garden was just irrational.

"Of course, they aren't going to go that deeply into the secret plane!" The old manager quickly explained to Leylin.

"Though many of those heading to the Eternal River Plains' secret plane are official Magi, there are also numerous wandering acolyte who have no fear of death. They had thoughts of going in to try their luck! The great Magi naturally did not bother with them, and now it's our turn to be sent out…"

"After all, the Eternal River Plains' secret plane is humongous. With a bit of luck, level 3 acolytes might not meet with opposing official Magi and make off with plenty of resources safely. Hence, there are some fearless level 3 acolytes who accepted the missions our Four Seasons Garden issued to explore the secret plane."

It could be seen that the old manager was well informed, as Leylin himself was unaware about some of what he had said.

"Thank you!" Leylin continued, "Set up an entrance card for me. I want to go to the library's secret room!"

Leylin then placed his identity token on the counter.

The old geezer processed everything quickly, and not long after, he returned the token and gave a translucent crystal card to Leylin.

"The price to read in the secret room is 10 contribution points per hour. Please take note of the time and leave before all your contribution points are used up."

The old geezer explained some important matters to Leylin.

-x-X-x-

Similar to Abyssal Bone Forest Academy, there were restricted areas in the Four Seasons Garden's library.

The place Leylin wanted to go to was the Four Seasons Garden's secret storage room.

In this private room, large amounts of knowledge regarding various subjects were open to official Magi. The fees were extremely expensive, and even the current Leylin was in pain over the costly price.

Although he could copy the information with the A.I. Chip, that still took time.

Leylin had calculated that even if he used up all his contribution points, it would barely give him enough time to record half of the information available in the room.

He had originally planned to amass enough contribution points first and then record all the information at one go.

But now...

Leylin went straight to the second floor of the library and waved his transparent crystal card at an old bookshelf.

*Kreeeen!* The bookshelf moved backwards, revealing a small passage.

Behind the passage was a small library with strangely shaped books placed on the rows of black wooden bookshelves within.

Some of the books even had pairs of arms and legs, and if not for the iron chains restraining them, they might just stealthily escape.

As he had a goal in mind, Leylin ignored them.

"A.I. Chip! Scan the catalogue. Search keywords: Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect, Emergency Passages…"

To find the content he needed from within this extremely extensive library, a lot of time would be wasted. Luckily for him, Leylin had the A.I. Chip, and within a few minutes, he found the information he wanted.

"I see…"

Following the A.I. Chip's instructions, Leylin came to a corner and flipped through a very old book.

It was extremely thick and heavy, and the cover was an ashen grey. The A.I. Chip judged that this book was made of a very special ancient stone material.

This method of bookmaking belonged to an interesting group of tiny sub-humans—the Stone Men!

This was a race that had an appearance extremely similar to that of humans, but the main difference was the thick layer of calcite on their skin, which looked very much like someone casting a stone-skin spell.

Leylin read through this large book made of stone. On one of the pages, a strange spell formation had been carefully recorded.

"It's this one! It's more than 90% similar to the spell formation in the secret plane of the Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect!" Leylin's expression brightened up.

Right before his eyes, the A.I. Chip brought up a picture of the ancient spell formation that he had obtained from the secret plane. He then compared it to the spell formation that was recorded down, and came to a conclusion that the two had a similarity of over 90%!

"That's astonishing!"

Leylin continued analysing it, looking increasingly cautious.

Only now did he realise the true purpose of that spell formation—teleportation!

In the secret room that Leylin had found a corpse in while escaping, there still existed an ancient teleportation formation!

This type of teleportation formation could instantaneously teleport a few Magi to a distance further than several times the length of the south coast. However, due to the geologic faults and the extinction of crucial ingredients, the current south coast no longer had traces of these formations.

The Stone Men then were the best slaves that the ancient Magi used to construct the teleportation formations. It was because of this reason that there were records of this race.

"So in the space between levels in the emergency passage, there's actually an ancient teleportation formation?"

Just the thought of it made Leylin breathe more quickly.

The south coast was surrounded by regions filled with varying levels of danger. In some places, rank 2 or 3 Magi would only be sending themselves to their death if they went there!

It was because of the existence of such dangers that the Magi in the south coast would rather have an internal strife every once in a while to reduce the number of Magi than venture outwards. They were unwilling to expand the territory and gain more resources.

Even if Leylin wanted to leave the south coast and look for traces of the central mainland, he had no way to leave!

However, with the appearance of the ancient teleportation spell formation, Leylin saw a glimmer of hope!

If he had tremendous luck and found a new land, how much profit would Leylin receive as the controller of the transportation pathway to there?

"No, I can't do this! Calm down! Calm down! Whether this ancient teleportation formation can still be used or not, and where it leads to are all unknown. To make effective use of it, I have to answer all of these questions!"

Leylin stroked his chin and calmed his emotions.

He then produced a tattered diary from within his robes. "I might be able to find an answer with information from this diary."

In the secret compartment within the emergency passage, not only did Leylin find the ancient teleportation formation, but he also found what seemed to be the remains of a high-ranking Magus of the Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect. In addition, he also found some miscellaneous items and this diary on the deceased Magus' body.

The first thing Leylin did upon returning was to order the A.I. Chip to record all of the information in this tattered diary.

Unfortunately, the language used in the diary was not one that the A.I. Chip was able to interpret. This made it difficult for Leylin to decipher the information within!

"Those strange people in black gowns who like to enslave spirits preferred to use an odd language and characters to issue commands. As long as we didn't understand, we would be punished cruelly, which forced us to learn the name of that damned Turin Language!"

In the Stone Men's books, Leylin found this written account.

"No wonder the A.I. Chip couldn't interpret the contents of the diary. So it was the Turin Language!" Leylin suddenly understood.

The Turin Language was an exclusive language used in ancient times, which used special sound waves and light rays to transmit information. Even its characters contrasted hugely compared to other existing languages.

There were no records of this Turin Language in the A.I. Chip's database.

"Turin Language?"

Leylin went around the bookshelf, and in a corner, he finally found a few books that seemed to be written in the Turin Language. There was even a book that gave a concise introduction to interpreting this language.

"A.I. Chip, scan it!"

In his excitement, Leylin hurriedly opened one of the books and ordered the A.I. Chip to record it down...

"My Lord, it's already time for dinner. Are you planning to enjoy a dinner party here? Your contribution points are almost completely used up at this point…"

Leylin was immersed in the sea of knowledge and was using the A.I. Chip to translate and restore the information in the diary.

In summary, there was a crazy Magus who kept using spirits to create the Gargamel. In the end, the experiment backfired on him. This was truly a tragic story.

What made Leylin most gleeful were the few images similar to the ancient teleportation formation that he found at the back of the diary.

Based on the images, as well as some speculations on the A.I. Chip's part, Leylin would be able to test whether the formation was still workable.

Now in a marvellous mood, Leylin didn't bother with the old manager and glanced at his crystal card. "I got it. I'll be right out!"

Disregarding the old man, who was bowing so deeply his head touched the floor, Leylin jogged out of the library.

"A.I. Chip! Based on the information from just now, how complete was the previously recorded ancient teleportation formation?"

Leylin asked a little nervously.

[Beep! Mission established, sorting through information regarding teleportation, and comparing…]

The A.I. Chip's mechanical voice sounded.

On the virtual screen in front of Leylin, large numbers of words and images flashed past, with the formation that had been previously recorded placed in the very centre.

[Beep! Comparison results: Completion of teleportation formation: 98.8%. Situation on other end of formation unknown, unable to calculate!]

The A.I. Chip's answer made Leylin grin even more brightly.

Though there was still a troublesome Gargamel in the secret plane, Leylin felt that it would be in a hurry to escape. The secret compartment was hidden well, and there was a high chance that it was still well preserved.

The most important thing was the source of energy!

"Even ancient teleportation formations needed a source of power! A.I. Chip, what does this formation need to be usable?"

Leylin asked.

[Magic crystal essence, or some object that contains a dense amount of energy particles!] The A.I. Chip intoned.

"Magic crystal essence huh? The magic crystal cards aren't enough?" Leylin asked.

[Beep! The energy contained within is not enough, will require a purifying process to condense the energy. Projected ingredients: 10,000 magic crystal cards or more!]

The A.I. Chip's reply made Leylin's legs wobble.

"Ten thousand magic crystal cards? A single card has a value of over a thousand magic crystals! Ten thousand magic crystal cards would mean that I will need over ten million magic crystals?!"

After a year of amassing resources from the light and dark Magi, the magic crystals and materials he had amassed only amounted to a value of less than five million!

And this A.I. Chip said that it needed twice that amount!

In addition, the A.I. Chip only needed magic crystal cards. Leylin needed to exchange large amounts of resources, magic items, knowledge, potions, and the like for magic crystals. This exchange would result in him racking up huge losses due to his pressing need for them.

"So many magic crystals… I'm afraid there will only be that amount stored in a few large scale Magus organisations' resource-based secret planes."

Leylin then shook his head. "This isn't the time to think about that. There isn't anything that requires me to risk my life, and even if it's the Third Great Magus War, it is still limited to within the Eternal River Plains' secret plane, and won't have much of an impact on the outside world!"

Currently, in the Third Great Magus War, the main reason for the fighting was a dispute over the rights to the Eternal River Plains' secret plane, so the various disputes and conflicts had been taking place within it.

According to Leylin's guess, this slice of the cake was way too big, and no single organisation would be capable of devouring it whole. It would definitely be shared with the various large magisteriums and guilds.

As for what Four Seasons Garden and the other guilds had to do, it was to do their best to fight for a larger share!

-x-X-x-

While freely strolling through the streets, Leylin heard an odd sound travel into his ears.

"We're in such a dangerous situation, and yet you're still so relaxed… It looks like I need to make a suggestion to Decarte for him to give you a more challenging job."

The tone of this voice was icy, giving Leylin the impression he had attracted the attention of a ravenous wolf.

Leylin gave a helpless laugh and scratched his nose, after which he turned back and gave a bow. "Lord Caesar!"

In front of him was a Magus clothed in a black robe. There were several blood-red threads that decorated the robe, and bloodlust constantly emanated from him.

What was most unforgettable was the eye on his forehead!

This three-eyed Magus was naturally Caesar of the hunting team. He was an elitist, and firmly believed in one's origin, so after Leylin entered Four Seasons Garden, he just didn't like Leylin and constantly caused him trouble.

"Wasn't his entire hunting team deployed into the Eternal River Plains' secret plane? Did something happen that required him to rush back and report?"

While Leylin made his conjectures, he explained himself to Caesar. " I, your subordinate, have completed all missions required for me to receive my monthly allocations, and have decided to take a walk to settle my mind."

"I see! Hehe, you're very capable. There might be a position that suits you better…"

Unexpectedly, Caesar did not inconvenience him, and only said something profound before leaving.

Leylin was left standing on the road, deep in thought.

"What did he mean by that?"

Soon enough, Leylin found out the meaning to Caesar's words.

During dinner, a banquet was held in the hall. Members of the Potioneering team gathered in the hall and enjoyed a sumptuous meal.

Hazelnut chicken, roasted suckling pig, honey wine, and other delicious commonplace dishes were everywhere, arranged like trash on every corner.

At the centre of the table, there were also various delicacies that were only available in the Magus World.

Bubble fish! Dolosen Snake! Butter Yak! In addition, a lot of treasured ingredients that Leylin didn't even know the names of were arranged neatly there.

The alluring smell of fine wine spread in the air, tempting everyone's palate.

"There must have been much blood shed by the acolytes in preparing these dishes."

Leylin picked up a piece of baked bubble fish, and while his taste buds enjoyed the new experience, he heaved an inward sigh of content.

This bubble fish was a high energy creature in the Magus World with a strength of a level 2 or 3 acolyte.

The Four Seasons Garden's magic kitchen specifically issued requests for acolytes to gather the fish.

Behind this feast, there were the blood, sweat, and tears of countless acolytes who had gone on dangerous expeditions. The results of their efforts, which had garnered them some insignificant returns, eventually turned into gourmet food on the official Magi's tables!

"It's for this reason that I hope to become the person who will deprive others, and not get deprived myself!"

Leylin had a resolute look in his eyes while still maintaining a kind smile about his lips. He took another roasted pig trotter and put it on his plate.

With the nearing of his bloodline's second transition, Leylin could feel abnormalities in his usual condition.

The most obvious one was a heightened appetite, particularly for the flesh of considerably strong, high-energy creatures.

After the sumptuous dinner, Decarte knocked on a golden cup on the table.

*Ding-ling!*

The entire room instantly turned silent. Leylin and the other Magi stood, waiting for the Potioneering team's leader to issue missions and inform them of any arrangements.

"Everyone! Before we get into the important matters, let me announce something!"

Decarte looked at the Magi present and cleared his throat.

"Today, the hunting team's Caesar looked for me, hoping to have a few Potion Masters join him! You must know that in the Eternal River Plains' secret plane, there are frequent battles, resulting in a lack of healers. Many Potion Masters can use potions to achieve the same effect as healers."

Hearing Decarte's words, Leylin's heart suddenly lurched.

"Now, I'll announce the list of people to be sent there. They are Wilkenson, Saladin… and lastly, Leylin!"

As expected, Decarte increased his volume and read out Leylin's name last.

In that instant, Leylin felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

Within these gazes were thoughts of curiosity, worry, and most prominently, schadenfreude.

His ostensible team leader was sighing heavily by the side. After Leylin left, with Martin's abilities, it would be impossible to tackle the heavy workload that resulted from the war. However, Martin did not have the courage to dispute it, since this was the decision of the Potioneering team's leader.

"Oh, my heavens! Leylin! What do we do?"

His partner, Oak, seemed to be completely stunned and gaped at Leylin.

"Don't worry! Even if I am sent to the battlefield, I'll most likely be working at the back, and won't be in any real danger!" Seeing that there was someone who genuinely worried for him, a smile appeared on Leylin's face.

In reality, was there any place on a battlefield that was absolutely safe, especially when he was directly under that three-eyed Magus, Caesar?

The moment he heard Decarte announce his name, Leylin immediately thought about Caesar's cryptic smile.

"The aforementioned Magi have five days to prepare, after which they will be required to go to Four Seasons Garden's branch at the Eternal River Plains' secret plane and report. Otherwise, you will be seen as a traitor!"

Decarte seemed to be warning them at the end.

After offending the Abyssal Bone Forest Academy and the Lilytell family, which were both large dark Magi powers, Leylin had no wish to become enemies with an even stronger white Magi organisation.

If it came to that, he would no longer have a place on the south coast.

...

A day later, Leylin hastily organised everything and brought his two Great Knight servants along. They set off for the Eternal River Plains.

The sun shone mercilessly in the sky.

Smoke and dust flew above the ground, and not far away, the air seemed to be distorted.

This torrid heat meant there were almost no people walking on the main street.

*Thud Thud Thud!* At this moment, three quick horses hurtled past destroying the calmness and quiet atmosphere on this road.

"Master! There's some shade in front. Shall we take a break there?"

Number 2 reined in his horse and asked Leylin, who was riding behind him.

"Let us take a rest. Although we can still manage, the poor horses can't anymore!"

Leylin pointed to the horses, which were on the verge of frothing at the mouth.

Behind him, there were a few idle horses, on top of which were boxes and the other luggage they needed had been tied down. They looked listless, with their ears pressed to their heads, and the light in their eyes dim.

If Leylin was travelling alone, he naturally could travel on the Venom Wyvern.

However, he had to bring his two Grand Knight subordinates and even had to haul around a large amount of luggage. With this large amount of things, it naturally exceeded the burden that the Venom Wyvern could carry.

The Nightless City didn't have any airships that could directly transport people to the Eternal River Plains' secret plane, so Leylin could only rely on the most primitive method, which was traveling on horseback.

As for the Venom Wyvern, Leylin commanded it to scout the area in the sky and accompany them on their journey.

"Master! Here's some water!"

Leylin found a clean rock for himself to sit on. Number 3, who was behind him, passed him a large leather pouch.

"En!" Leylin drank from it.

Although the temperature did not impact his vitality very much, the ice cold water washing down his throat gave him a very refreshing sensation.

"Hmmm?"

Suddenly, a gray fog covered the area surrounding the shade of the trees they were under.

Under the dim light, the various branches of the trees looked like the hands of monsters, as if wanting to grab hold of Leylin and the group.

At the same time, a drowsy feeling began to enshroud the three of them.

"Who is it?" Number 2 and Number 3 expanded their muscles and were ready to emit energy waves.

Leylin's icy glare stopped them, and they stiffly collapsed onto the floor.

"Hei Hei… Blood Rogue, these two Grand Knights of yours have been modified well! They can actually defend against my hypnosis!" The voice of a little boy travelled over.

Leylin's brows furrowed as he heard the name 'Blood Rogue'.

He was still dressed as a normal Magus, yet this dark Magus from the Thousand Meddling Hands had actually seen through his disguise. From the looks of it, despite his efforts to conceal his identity, part of what he had done had been too high profile, resulting in the discovery of his identity.

It was very likely that even the Four Seasons Garden had similar suspicions about him!

It was because of this that Decarte was glad to see Caesar deploy Leylin elsewhere, and even chairman Reynold did not have any objections.

"Boy! What's the matter?"

Since he had been found out, Leylin asked bluntly.

"Hehe… This is about Old Devil. She is an elder of the organisation after all, and it's not known whether she is currently alive or dead. 'Boss' had instructed us to investigate thoroughly. According to what I know, her final appearance was to invite you and Brass Ring to participate in an expedition…"

"You're correct! However, Brass Ring had perished inside! As for Old Devil, she is currently not able to leave! As for the secret plane's location, I have no comments about that!"

Leylin did not believe that they would be this concerned about her whereabouts. It was more likely that they were coveting Old Devil's position as an elder!

As expected, after hearing Leylin's answer, the boy snickered. "You're the Blood Rogue, after all! The way you work is straightforward and clear-cut! Let's stop talking about Old Devil and move on. I currently bring you a mission from Boss!"

With the mention of this boss, the boy sounded more serious.

"What's the meaning of this? Since when does the Thousand Meddling Hands force missions on their members?" Leylin wrinkled his brows. From the looks of it, the all-powerful dark Magus behind the Thousand Meddling Hands had finally been lured to the surface.

"Of course, there wasn't anything like this before! However, it's all different now! I believe that you will definitely do something for the organisation in order to protect your identity. Am I right, Leylin—or shall I say, Blood Rogue!"

The boy began to threaten him, a hint of arrogance apparent in his tone.

-x-X-x-

"What mission?" Leylin asked expressionlessly. However, if there were people around him who knew him well, they would be able to tell how annoyed he was.

"The main purpose of you going to the Eternal River Plains' secret plane is to pass on information from the internal unit of Four Seasons Garden. At crucial moments, you are to coordinate with us and destroy the defense formations within!"

The boy sounded incredibly arrogant, making Leylin more annoyed.

"That means I'd be an undercover, right? How about that agreement I signed? If I betray Four Seasons Garden I'll definitely be punished by the Trial's Eye, no?"

"That… The boss will take care of it for you!" The boy was obviously insincere.

"In other words, you're not giving me any benefits and want me to give up my life for you! Do you guys think I'm so easy to bully?"

Leylin suddenly laughed sarcastically, a red colour flashing in his eyes.

*Rumble!*

Immediately after he spoke, Leylin brazenly attacked!

Countless fireballs the size of human heads hurtled towards the boy's direction.

The intense flames swept everywhere, and the mist was quickly evaporated, revealing the figure of a little boy in a darkened corner.

"Are you crazy?" The boy roared, outraged.

"You're the crazy ones! How dare you threaten me!"

Leylin coldly replied, his two hands becoming completely red as they clawed forward mercilessly.

Crimson Palm! Blood Rogue's famous move!

Huge blood-red claws swept across the air, grand flames burning atop the phantom claws.

With the added bonus from Leylin's elemental essence conversion, this spell had already reached a strength of almost 34 degrees!

"F*ck!"

The little boy was in bad shape after the bout of fireballs being thrown at him despite rolling and trying to dodge the attack. He was dusty all over and looked like a clown.

After seeing Leylin using Blood Rogue's move, his entire face changed.

Who knew Leylin would be so crazy and so powerful? His might far surpassed that of a semi-converted Magus.

The little boy had thought that he had blackmail material on his hands. He knew of Leylin's identity and the moment he told Leylin he expected that Leylin would obediently do as the boy ordered, just like a loyal dog, which would allow the boy to gain some additional benefits.

But he never imagined that Leylin would not hesitate and attack with no qualms!

Upon seeing those claws, the boy made a strange sound and quickly tugged at a strange pendant from his chest and threw it on the ground.

*Chi Chi*

Numerous ice crystals emerged, forming a sparkling and translucent ice mirror in front of the little boy.

*Bang!*

The huge, sharp phantom claws had traces of crimson flames and crashed against the mirror, producing an immense sound.

*Weng Weng*

Flames and ice crystals flew everywhere.

Each time an ice crystal fell, a thick layer of ice would form on the ground. Anything that came into contact with the crimson flames corroded, whether they be trees, moles or even rocks. Everything turned into a pile of grey powder!

"You thought a high-grade scroll could save you? How naive!"

Leylin strode forward, chasing after the boy.

"This is a magic scroll with instantaneous casting that I spent 250 thousand magic crystals on!" An expression of regret and rage formed on his face, and his muscles were twitching.

"You dare to… You actually dare to… You will pay!"

As he yelled, he produced a magic item that was emitting strong energy waves, ready to attack!

"Imprison!"

At the same time, Leylin made a low howl, and on his right arm, a metal hoop that seemed to be a decoration suddenly gave off light and shone on his body.

The boy who had been targeted by the Hoop of Imprisonment was like an insect stuck in amber, completely immobile and unable to use the magic item in his hands.

"You dare to threaten me?"

Leylin advanced, kicking the magic item out of the boy's hands and lifted him with one arm.

"You… There are still many others behind me that know your identity. The moment I die here, you'll… Argh!"

The little boy forced out words from the gap between his teeth, but all that answered him was a vicious slap to the face.

*Pa Pa* *Pa Pa!*

Leylin's strength was 7.1, and this merciless slaps to the boy's face made both his cheeks swell up instantly. Some of his teeth fell and his mouth was full of blood, rendering him unable to pronounce properly.

After slapping the boy, Leylin grabbed him by the neck and raised him to eye level.

"Don't even think about blackmailing me, or you'll die a terrible death!"

"You think I'm afraid of having my identity exposed? Hehe… At most, we'll part ways and I'll wander around. Before that, however, I will kill you, no matter who is backing you!"

A dark, menacing look arose in Leylin's eyes, shaking the boy to the core.

Too scary! This boy was thoroughly terrified!

He was now extremely regretful. This Leylin was basically a lunatic and dreaded nothing. He had a premonition that if he continued with this unyielding attitude, Leylin would definitely kill him!

At this moment, it was as if he had been drenched from head to toe by a bucket of cold water—his head cleared up immediately.

"Uh… Lo-Lord Leylin! I apologise. Please forgive me for my offense!"

As his mouth was very swollen, his words weren't clear but the meaning was understandable.

"What did you say? Louder!" Leylin mocked with a sneer, tightening the strength in his hand.

Hearing a strange sound emitted from his neck, the boy, who even had his innate spells suppressed completely, gave up.

He trembled violently, tears and snot dripping down his face. "Lord Leylin! Lord Leylin, I was wrong! Please forgive me!"

Leylin peered at him curiously, making him feel as if he was facing an imminent catastrophe.

Suddenly, Leylin released his hand and the boy fell to the floor.

He breathed in fresh air in huge gulps, an unexpected sense of blessed relief in his heart.

Of course, his head was still lowered lifelessly and he did not dare meet Leylin's gaze.

"People only reveal their true self when in the face of death…" Leylin looked at the pitiful state the boy was in and sighed to himself.

"Get lost! Have the person backing you to speak to me!"

At the same time, Leylin bent and picked up the magic item the boy had dropped.

It was something like a dagger. Based on the A.I. Chip's probe, the level of energy within had reached that of a middle-grade magic artifact.

"Also, this magic artifact will now belong to me as the price of offending me!"

If not for the fact that a rank 2 Magus was behind this boy and also wanting to avoid having a falling out with Thousand Meddling Hands, Leylin would have killed him long ago.

However, he had released the boy, but Leylin definitely wanted him to pay the price in pain. If not, this sort of person would keep appearing in front of him.

Seeing the boy who was escaping, scared witless, Leylin contemplated.

This resource-based secret plane's size was unprecedented in history and was an enormous chunk of fleshy meat. Even a rank 2 Magus operating the Thousand Meddling Hands from the shadows had been lured out.

And behind the rank 2 Magus, there were definitely other large organisations from the dark Magi region.

After all, with just a Thousand Meddling Hands, all they could do was reap the convenient benefits. How else would they have the chance to participate in such a large-scale battle?

"This is like a game of chess. How annoying!"

Leylin had a feeling that if he went to the secret plane, he would definitely be embroiled in a troublesome spiral of events.

Unfortunately, the pressure given by the dark and light Magi gave him no choice but to move like a chess piece, based on a pre-decided route.

"You want to make use of me? I wonder if you're ready yet."

Looking at the sky in the distance, Leylin smirked.

The Thousand Meddling Hands' reaction was extremely quick. That night, Leylin saw the person backing the boy.

The orange rays of light of the setting sun constantly became duller, until the black curtain of night shrouded the area.

Just as Number 2 and Number 3 were preparing to set up tents, Leylin shot a glance at a white owl on a large tree nearby.

"I'm going to take a walk alone. You don't have to come with me!"

"Yes, master!" Number 2 and Number 3 answered in unison.

Following the white owl, Leylin came to the side of a curved river. On a white and large rock, a figure could be seen standing erect.

Around him was a thick green fog emanating throughout, blocking his face entirely.

"Giant?" Leylin asked, surprised.

For his first mission, Leylin had worked with Giant, whose prowess indicated the peak of a rank 1 Magus. He had never thought that this would be the one supporting the little boy!

"He's already told me everything that happened just now. He was a little too much, so I hope to apologise on his behalf! You may take the bloody dagger, a magic artifact, as compensation!"

Giant's voice was low and soothing and did not speak up for the little boy which made Leylin so shocked.

"I know a bit about you. The organisation definitely will treat those who contribute to us well! As long as you do this job well, I'm telling you that you can get about 50% profit! We can even mediate between you and the Lilytell family, so that you can return to Abyssal Bone Forest Academy. Of course, you can choose other dark Magi organisations. Our door is always open to you…"

The Giant's offer exceeded Leylin's expectations.

To allow him to suppress the situation with Lilytell family and return to Abyssal Bone Forest Academy, this Thousand Meddling Hands' power was probably far from what he could imagine.

"What about the contract with the Trial's Eye?" Leylin asked for information about what he was most concerned about.

-x-X-x-

"I signed the contract under the witness of the Trial's Eye, promising not to do anything that would harm Four Seasons Garden's interests! If I go back on that agreement, I would undergo judgement…"

This was Leylin's largest concern.

If he had the choice, he didn't want to harm Four Seasons Garden since they had treated him quite well from the beginning.

"That's easily solved! Here is a solution of Filthy Birds' wings. As long as you have it, you can nullify your contract with the Four Seasons Garden!"

Giant threw a bottle of grey solution towards Leylin.

"You even have items that are already extinct!" Leylin caught the bottle and let the A.I. Chip test the authenticity of the item. The results made him gasp.

With such a degree of preparation, it wouldn't be a stretch to say that this had been premeditated long ago.

"Hehe… This isn't mine but belongs to the 'Boss' behind me. He especially left this for you from his own collection!"

Giant did not claim the credit for himself and used a straightforward tone, which made Leylin slightly fearful.

"So, what's your answer?"

"Acknowledging the strength of others is the instinct of all dark Magi. I first need to verify your strength!" Leylin pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"You will see..." Giant's voice began to be less discernible.

Large amounts of green mist shrouded the surrounding area, enveloping Leylin within.

Some time later, the mist dispersed and Leylin left, his expression serious. He seemed to be worrying about many things.

"I never thought it'd be him…"

Following which, Leylin calmed himself and returned to his accommodations, as if nothing had happened.

After a night passed, Leylin continued on his journey.

The Eternal River Plains were situated at the border between the light and dark Magi's territories. Security there was the most chaotic.

Here, even within the city, armed confrontations, robbery, murder, and other crimes happened daily. At times, there would even be the occasional battle between Magi!

In this situation, the guards of the city were more like professional corpse carriers and were in charge of clearing the roads everyday.

After Eternal River Plains' secret plane had been discovered, a large number of Magi flowed in, causing even more chaos in this place.

On the way, just the number of people who were looking to seek revenge was above 15. This meant that every once in awhile, there would be someone with such a motivation.

If not for Leylin and his group wearing clothing that gave them an air of mystery, even Magi like them might meet with some trouble.

After walking out of a city of regular humans, Leylin suddenly started, seeming to have seen some familiar figures.

"Master, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with those acolytes?"

Number 2 and 3 approached him and enquired.

"It's nothing!" Leylin answered casually. Even if it was them, they were from two different worlds. Leylin wasn't planning on maintaining any contact with them, and passing them by. This might be the best for them.

Sometimes, however, fate was such a strange thing that could not be hindered.

Just as Leylin was hastening his travelling and leaving the gates, he bumped into those acolytes from earlier.

"Leylin! Hi! Leylin! Is that you?" Within the group of acolytes, a tall young man standing in the front was yelling excitedly.

They had been quite a distance away previously, but now that they met, the acolyte opposite to Leylin had instantly recognised him.

"Long time no see!" Leylin watched the acolytes, who were moving forward attentively, and couldn't help but give a gentle smile in greeting.

After strengthening his body, Leylin's physique and sight had vastly improved. He could easily see that out of all the acolytes, the one who had shouted was very tall and a had a head of long golden hair, thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a high nose bridge.

There was also a female acolyte with an exquisitely curvy body, silver hair and eyes like rubies. She constantly emanated an exotic charm.

Leylin immediately recognised these two acolytes. They were the people he hadn't seen in ages—George and Bessita!

"But isn't George an acolyte at the Ennea Ivory Ring Tower? Why is he together with Bessita, who's from Wetland Gardens Academy?"

This thought went through his mind for a split second before he was interrupted, as George had brought Bessita and the others to approach him.

"Leylin, it's really you! I thought I'd gotten the wrong person!"

George was a good friend that he'd made on that first journey in the beginning, and just like before, he affectionately gave Leylin a bear hug.

Bessita, on the other hand, was twiddling her fingers at the side, seemingly embarrassed.

At the beginning, she had caused much trouble for Leylin. Of course, after Leylin had viciously beat up her 'flower guardian' as a threat to her, this woman had become very silent.

However, she was still able to pass the magician aptitude test and enter the Wetland Gardens Academy.

"Hi, Leylin." Bessita looked to be rather indifferent.

"Come here! Leylin, let me introduce you. This is Alexander!" George pointed at a youth with reddish-brown hair.

"This here is Lana! And the beauty in pink clothing is our long distance attacker— Shiera!"

After that, George introduced the two female acolytes beside him. Lana was alright, but Sheira aggressively pinched the flesh on George's waist. He immediately let out exaggerated sounds of pain; it looked as if these two had a less innocent relationship.

Leylin couldn't help but glance at Sheila more closely. She wore pink hunter gear that exposed a pair of milky white thighs. She was tall and carried a green wooden bow, looking to be a good match with George.

Even Leylin had to admit that George had pretty good taste.

"Leylin, why aren't you introducing your two friends here to us?" After saying that, George mock punched Leylin's chest, which stunned him a little.

He looked at his own attire and then responded.

For the sake of convenience while travelling, Leylin and his two Grand Knights had on civilian clothing. After obtaining the old witch's spirit force compression method, he would also habitually conceal his energy waves, which indicated that he was an official Magus.

His two spiritually bound slaves were treated the same way.

Hence, George and the others, who were still acolytes, obviously were unable to discover Leylin's concealment and treated him as a regular acolyte.

"These are my two friends. We met on the way and appeared to be going to the same place. They aren't very talkative and are a little antisocial!"

Leylin threw a sculpture of a wyvern into Number 2 and Number 3's hands. "Take this and leave first. We'll meet at our destination!"

Upon receiving their master's secret instructions, Number 2 and Number 3 nodded and left on horseback.

"Leylin, it's best if you're warier when interacting with them. I always feel uncomfortable around them…"

George looked at the figures of Number 2 and Number 3 as they left, and he whispered to Leylin.

"Don't worry, I know my limits!"

Leylin nodded.

"Haha… Let's not talk about this anymore. Leylin, we haven't met in six or seven years, huh? This time, we have to drink to our heart's content!"

George naturally put an arm around Leylin's shoulder, and one could hear his excessive and proud laughter from miles away. "Guess what? Two years ago, I advanced and became a level 3 acolyte! Even my mentor complimented me for this! But it's not much; it can't be helped that I only have a fourth-grade aptitude."

Due to this chance meeting, Leylin and George dispelled all thoughts of leaving the city and returned inside. They found a small bar and prepared to reminisce.

After two beers, Leylin had gleaned everything he wanted to know from George.

George was obviously still a student of Ennea Ivory Ring Tower, and so was his girlfriend, Sheira.

Bessita, Lana, and that guy called Alexander were all acolytes from the Wetland Gardens Academy.

The reason for their trip here was to complete missions issued by their respective academies. George and Bessita knew each other well, so the two little teams naturally travelled together.

"We're in deep trouble. We were actually allocated a defence mission in which we must enter, as well as establish a presence in the Eternal River Plain's secret plane!" George had a look of prolonged suffering on his face, and when they got to this topic, even Sheira and Bessita looked gloomy.

The secret plane was under the control of official Magi, and a few acolytes like them wouldn't be able to create a tiny disarray within. They were but cannon fodder, and could die at any time.

Leylin glanced at these people. In this group of five that had temporarily been banded together, George and Bessita were level 3 acolytes, and the other three had reached level 2. In general, their total power was similar to the group of five acolytes that he had destroyed outside the Zither Moon Town.

"Oh, right! How about you, Leylin? Your aura seems pretty strong. You must be a level 3 acolyte, right?"

George seemed to be asking without any intent. Bessita, who was using a straw to drink her beverage, visibly strained to hear his answer.

"I was lucky enough to advance to a level 3 acolyte a few months ago!" Leylin chuckled.

"It's not easy to advance to a level 3 acolyte! Come! Let us drink to our future as Magi!"

George hid none of his thoughts and yelled, attracting the attention of the surrounding people.

"Cheers!" Six glasses of beer clinked together.

After a bout of drinking, George asked, "Leylin, where are you now? In the Abyssal Bone Forest Academy? Only after entering my academy did I find out that the Abyssal Bone Forest Academy was a dark Magus academy that was at odds with us. It's even forbidden for us to communicate with them."

"What? Abyssal Bone Forest?! That Abyssal Bone Forest Academy?"

The moment the words came out of George's mouth, Lana and Alexander were like kittens who had had their tails stepped on, and jumped in shock.

Sheira didn't say anything, but the gaze in her eyes was more guarded when looking at Leylin.

"Alright! Alright! Don't be this tense! Leylin and I are good friends; he is different from other dark Magi..."

Only then did George realise the slip of his tongue, as he stood and awkwardly gave a closure on the topic.

-x-X-x-

Leylin rubbed his nose upon seeing the cautious expressions of the few people around him.

In the Magus world, dark Magi and light Magi were archenemies. And in the Eternal River Plains, which was surrounded by the opposing forces on each side, not attacking after finding out Leylin was a dark Magus showed the immense trust they had in George.

"I left the domain of the dark Magi a few years ago and now live in Nightless City."

Leylin thought and spoke a half-truth, "I'm currently studying at Four Seasons Garden."

"See? I knew it! Leylin, you're brave and honest. How could someone like you be a cruel dark Magus?"

George laughed out gleefully.

Shiera and the others appeared very embarrassed.

The number of Magi that had been killed by Leylin was not public knowledge, but those Magi would have been furious after hearing George's words.

"Oh, by the way, Leylin, are you going to the secret plane?"

The Eternal River's secret plane was a major event that triggered an earth-shaking response among the Magi of the south coast. The information regarding the secret plane had spread very quickly, and George and the others were not entirely clueless about it.

Leylin saw George's anxious look and the other acolytes' trading gazes, and he immediately understood.

It seemed that George thought Leylin to be one of the acolytes, who were naive and wanted to try their luck within the secret plane.

Of course, this wasn't surprising since after news about the secret plane spread, acolytes and Magi alike from all over started to convene at this location.

The whole journey was laced with danger. Some died en route, and others would struggle at the entrance and be unable to enter, while others were lured or coerced by the larger powers and became cannon fodder.

There was an extremely small minority of acolytes who would be successful in acquiring some resources from the secret plane and return to Nightless City and other Magi cities. This resulted in a reaction from the magicians in the cities, which in turn incited more acolytes to adventure into the plane.

It was clear that George and the others also considered Leylin to be just like these acolytes.

"Leylin..." George turned silent, seeming to be carefully considering his next words. "The danger inside the secret plane is not something that we acolytes can handle. Only the official Magi, who are the main forces inside the plane, can stay within for long durations of time."

"Many of my friends suffered inside. You're still young and need not..."

"Just let him go!" Bessita suddenly spoke up.

"If he's lucky, he can get some resources and even advance!"

George furrowed his brows. How could one count on such a thing as luck? Bessita was speaking of it too lightly.

"Actually, I was issued a mission by the academy. I have no choice but to go inside the secret plane." Leylin sardonically stated.

"I see… No wonder then. I warned you only because it doesn't seem to be in your nature to undertake such a dangerous task." George patted his close friend's shoulder in empathy and forced a smile.

"In this situation, we are probably all in the same boat and might even be assigned to the same location. After all, within the secret plane, the light Magi have gathered and created an alliance."

After hearing that Leylin had been forced to come to the secret plane just like them, Shiera, Alexander, and the others revealed expressions of sympathy. Leylin's situation was one they could empathise with.

These kinds of missions were usually suicidal by nature. Only those who had no backing or acolytes who had offended important people would be dispatched by their academies to complete these missions.

When he turned, he saw a hint of an expression on Bessita's face. Something that seemed like... delight?

"Is this girl still brooding over what happened last time?"

Leylin inwardly grinned and actually found this a novelty.

At his current level, he had already left Bessita far in the dust.

Many Magi had died at Leylin's hands; what trouble could a lowly acolyte cause?

No matter how she bared her fangs and made threatening gestures at Leylin, she was akin to a small kitten playing with him.

"Since we're all going the same way, how about you join us too, Leylin?"

At this moment, George put forth a proposal.

"Sure!" Leylin gauged that he still had quite a bit of time and, considering the speed at which George and his friends were travelling, he could reach the Eternal River Plain's secret plane well before the deadline. Thus, he agreed.

His relationship with George was quite good, so he could help out if the need arose.

Besides, there were still some matters that needed to be resolved between him and Bessita.

"Very good. Since Leylin's a level 3 acolyte as well, our combined battle strength has increased by a lot. Even if we meet a bandit, there's no need to be afraid." George seemed very excited.

The other acolytes did not refute him.

"Bandit? You're actually afraid of bandits?" Leylin asked, rather stunned. In his mind, the so-called bandits were just peasant farmers with grass pitchforks and fishing spears.

"Oh, you don't know about this?" George seemed to be even more amazed than Leylin. "I can't believe you came this far when you're so overwhelming ignorant about the whole situation!"

Immediately, George carefully explained to Leylin, "If it was a bandit group composed of only ordinary humans, then there's no need for us to worry. Shiera can single-handedly kill all those who come. However, the situation at the Eternal River Plains is different. Due to the number of acolytes travelling there alone, bandit groups that specifically target magicians have appeared. There are even rumours that official Magi are behind these bandit groups."

Due to large increase in the number of magicians travelling to the Eternal River Plains' secret plane, the public security in that area was extremely chaotic. Some scattered dark magicians naturally had the idea to fight for the resources.

However, as these dark magicians were mostly acolytes, their strength was inadequate when compared to Leylin.

If they were official Magi, the greedy dark magicians would be unwilling to attack, but if they were mere acolytes, then the they would not be as hesitant. Compared to the light Magi, who had grown in a protected environment like flowers in a greenhouse, acolytes on the dark side who had matured under the law of the jungle were obviously more powerful in battle. With their superior fighting instincts and their manipulation of timing when attacking, they were far more capable than their light acolyte peers.

Most of the acolytes in the area, especially those who were leaving, might be carrying some precious resources from the Eternal River Plains' secret plane. If bandits ran into any of these acolytes, it would be enough for them to make a fortune!

There were several dark magician acolytes that had these thoughts.

Hence, the way to the Eternal River Plains' secret plane was full of danger.

Many acolytes who were dreaming of panning for gold usually died before reaching the secret plane.

Leylin thought back to how he had not run into any big bandit groups during his journey.

Occasionally, he had encountered a few inexperienced local thieves that had been dealt with by Number 2 and Number 3.

These two men had already advanced after receiving the incomplete runes of Branded Swordsmen and all ordinary men or acolytes were easily dealt with with a few sword attacks.

"So that's what's happening. It seems that I've been rather lucky." Leylin massaged his temples and laughed.

"I can't help saying this, but man, your luck is too good! However, this has just been the outlying areas. As we continue to travel further into the Eternal River Plains, there will be more of these kinds of bandits. As the light Magi will focus all their energy on the secret plane, some entrances might have a generous amount of warnings placed, but other regions will just be disregarded..."

George had a good grasp of Leylin's character and knew that this friend of his was not what he seemed to be on the surface. He was sure to have some trump cards.

He wasn't wrong either, since Leylin knew how to adapt to circumstances and act accordingly.

The stronger Leylin was, the more secure his band of comrades would be. If he continued asking further, it would only result in Leylin being pressured to leave, which did not work well for their situation.

It was but a mere assumption, but since Leylin could advance to a level 3 acolyte so quickly and receive solo missions, that meant he definitely had a great trump card. Poor George didn't even consider the possibility that Leylin had already advanced to an official Magus.

After all, there was a wide chasm between a level 3 acolyte and the realm of official Magi.

Even if it was the most amazing genius, promoting to the Magus realm before 30 years of age was in itself a most outstanding speed of advancement.

George, who knew that Leylin only had a third-grade aptitude, did not bother considering that all.

"Good! Now that you're a member of our group, let's enjoy a toast." George, as always, was very welcoming and put an arm around Leylin's shoulder, patting Leylin's chest with his other arm.

"At least we're not lacking good wine nor beautiful women. Do you see that red-clothed beauty beside the bar counter? She's making bedroom eyes at you. If you just go up and speak to her, I bet she'll she'll be yours tonight! And then... heh!"

George hadn't said much and had already reverted to his lecherous nature. Beside him, Shiera's face changed and the next moment, George let out a sharp scream and begged for forgiveness.

"Haha..."

Seeing this, the acolytes from the Wetland Gardens Academy and Leylin were unable to keep a straight face.

Leylin obviously did not hit on anyone in the end, since George had been joking around to liven up the atmosphere.

The result of this drinking session was surprisingly good. At least, after seeing Leylin produce the insignia of Four Seasons Garden, the relations between Leylin, Alexander and the rest of the acolytes all turned for the better.

Bessita appeared to be very happy to welcome Leylin as their new comrade.

The group rested in the small town for a while, before setting off early in the morning and resuming their journey.

The missions assigned by Ennea Ivory Ring Tower and Wetland Gardens Academy all had time limits. George and the others had to report to a designated area within a stipulated time. If not, they would be labeled as criminals and be on their school's wanted list.

They were mere acolytes! If something like this were to happen, they would be finished for the rest of their lives!

Hence, after receiving the mission, they could only obey the arrangements of the organisation no matter how unwilling they were. There was little choice but to enter the Eternal River Plains' secret plane and accept the unknown fate their future held.

-x-X-x-

The azure blue sky was covered with white clouds, and there seemed to be no end to this wonderful sight.

Beside a ramrod straight street, a winding, clear stream flowed. On the bed of the creek white pebbles and green fish could clearly be seen.

"As long as we go through this Pome Alley, we'll reach our destination. It's an entrance to Eternal River Plain's secret plane located in Marat Canyon. It only takes a day for us to get there, so we can afford to stroll there! Should we find a place and take a rest?"

George looked at the yellow map drawn on parchment paper and produced a compass. He checked his bearings and spoke to Leylin and the others as he looked back.

"Stop? If it's that near, then wouldn't it be better if we went and rested there?"

Sheira glared at George.

This situation had already occurred multiple times within this small group. Every time George had a suggestion, Sheira would vehemently shoot him down, and George would usually automatically give up.

It was such a regular occurrence that even Leylin had become used to it.

Perhaps only this kind of woman would be able to control a playboy like George. Leylin noted that George seemed to be enjoying this situation.

Bessita, on the other hand, had been silent the whole time. She did not give her opinion on anything, and were it not for her being the only level 3 acolyte from Wetland Gardens Academy, she might have been forgotten.

"Alright, alright! Let's be on our way!" Just as expected, upon hearing Sheira's voice, George quickly raised both his arms and surrendered. Leylin rolled his eyes at him.

Leylin was a little surprised as he looked at the other route in front of them.

With Leylin's current spiritual force, he could clearly tell that not far away, there was a team of acolytes. They were rushing in their direction and seemed to be heading for Marat Canyon as well.

Based on their speed, it seemed that they were going to encounter Leylin's group soon.

Their might was obviously greater than George's group by one or two levels. Leylin could also feel the undulations created by magical artifacts on the leader's body.

Although it was just a low-grade magic artifact, that alone was already very valuable.

Only truly talented acolytes and the successors of large families were in possession of magic artifacts. The battle might of these acolytes was definitely at the peak of level 3, and besides official Magi, they feared no one!

About three minutes later, Sheira's face changed.

"Be careful! Bourbon discovered that there are acolytes nearing us!"

As the one in charge of long-range attacks, Sheira was naturally also the sentinel. Bourbon was an unusual owl that she was raising that could share its field of vision with her within a specific range.

"Acolytes?"

George's expression darkened and he cursed. "F*ck! I hope our luck isn't that bad. Alert!"

Meeting foreign acolytes in the open wasn't something that could be ignored. There was a possibility that conflict between them could occur, and in such a scenario, the weaker party would usually be the victim.

George issued an order; Bessita and the others quickly understood that they were in danger.

They gathered together and a few of them set up a simple defensive spell formation. The entire process was executed smoothly, indicating that they must have prepared and practiced beforehand.

While the acolytes were waiting nervously, a cloud of dust was nearing them.

*Tak! Tak!*

Along with the sound of footsteps from several horses, a team of five people appeared in Leylin's line of sight.

The leader was dressed in a white robe and had a broadsword on his back. Leylin found that the undulations emitted from a magic artifact originated from that large sword.

"It's such a large magic artifact. Interesting!" Leylin stroked his chin.

Usually, magic artifacts were much smaller due to the precious resources they had to be constructed from. Though this huge magic artifact was only of a low grade, this was Leylin's first time seeing one that was so large.

After recognizing such an eye-catching signature item, Bessita, and the two other acolytes from Wetland Gardens Academy first had an expression of disbelief, and then shouted, "It's Jamu! It's Senior Jamu!"

"Oh! Are you acolytes from Wetland Gardens Academy?" Leylin glanced at the three acolytes who left the defensive spell formation and went to receive the newcomers.

A hint of a smile appeared on Bessita's face.

With the added bonus of her natural beauty, her smile caused the acolytes behind Jamu to be stunned for a moment.

*Clop! Clop!*

The group pulled on their reins, and with a wave from their leader Jamu, the five dismounted; their actions were precise as if they were from the military.

"Are you acolytes from the academy?"

Jamu, the leader, was a tall man with fair skin. He was a head taller than George and had blue hair. There was a red mole between his brows.

"Yes! Senior Jamu, we even met once at Professor Clarentino's cocktail party..."

Upon seeing such a famous character, Alexander and Lana were rendered speechless and could do naught but hide behind Bessita.

Bessita, on the other hand, was very enthusiastic and chatted with Jamu, occasionally pointing towards Leylin and George.

Ten or so minutes later, Jamu approached George and Leylin.

"George! And this is Sheira…?"

Jamu raised his chin, arrogance evident in his eyes, "I've heard about you from Bessita. As thanks for helping them, I permit you to follow behind us to Marat Canyon."

Jamu looked at them condescendingly, as if pitying them.

"Senior Jamu is one of the ten strongest in the academy in terms of battle power! With him around, we don't have to worry about our safety!"

Bessita was boasting about his strength at the side, her entire body almost pressed against Jamu's.

"You…" George still had his own pride after all and immediately wanted to say something, but Sheira stopped him.

"He's right! Pome Alley has always been an area where bandits are frequently seen. Without Bessita and the others, I doubt we'll be able to get through safely." Sheira murmured into George's ear.

After hearing his love's words George became gloomy, and he eventually forced a smile, "In that case, thank you Senior Jamu!"

"Hmph!" Jamu nodded reservedly and looked at Leylin.

"As for you, the dark Magus from before! During these sensitive times, our group does not welcome you!"

"You can't do this! Leylin is an acolyte from Four Seasons Garden, and has long since broken all ties with Abyssal Bone Forest Academy!" George hurriedly brought up.

"What credit do magicians who grew up in that sort of environment have to speak of? Who knows, perhaps his status as an acolyte of Four Seasons Garden was gained with unethical methods!"

Jamu laughed icily.

"I do think there's a large chance of him being a spy deployed by dark Magi, and we need to check his belongings!"

Behind Jamu, a freckled acolyte yelled.

"Bessita! What do you think?"

Leylin watched her with a hint of interest.

"I'm sorry Leylin! Though we once walked the same path, the safety of our companions is the priority now."

Bessita seemed to be in a tough spot struggling with this decision.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Jamu crossed his arms.

While Alexander and Lana didn't think Leylin was an enemy, but in front of Jamu, they didn't dare say anything.

As for George, Shiera had pulled him back.

"For some useless revenge?" Leylin stared at Bessita. "How stupid!"

"But it seems like I don't have to take care of you myself!"

"What do you mean?" Jamu was confused by Leylin's words and Leylin's attitude irked him. A bright radiance caused by magic appeared instantly from Jamu's body, which made the atmosphere become serious.

*Whoosh!*

An acidic flying dart shot out, striking the arrogant freckled acolyte.

*Sssii!*

Along with the terrifying sound of corrosion, the acolyte melted into a pile of flesh, and red and green liquid under the gaze of the surrounding acolytes.

In the middle of the pile of flesh, several broken pieces of bones stayed upright.

"An enemy attack!" Bessita's flustered voice sounded, and because it was so piercing, she sounded a little hoarse.

*Swish! Swish! Swish!*

In no time, Jamu, Leylin and everyone else were surrounded by around twenty bandits.

"Akai!" "You hateful brute!" "I'll kill you!"

The three acolytes behind Jamu were outraged at seeing their companion die in such a tragic manner. Several waves of magic rushed towards the robed bandits.

"Hmph!"

The leader of the bandits stepped forward, a ring of black light dispersing from around his body.

*Pak! Pak!*

The acolytes used their spells against that black light, but like soap bubbles colliding against each other and bursting, their spells were all deflected..

"A magic artifact! A defensive magic artifact!"

Jamu narrowed his eyes at the realisation and stood in front of the three acolytes, protecting them.

"They're not people you can deal with. Retreat first!"

"I am Jamu! What is your name?"

*Clang!* Metal scraped against metal as Jamu unbuckled the broadsword from his back. He held it with one arm and faced the robed bandit leader and asked for the enemy's name.

"Hehe…"

Amidst strange giggles, the leader made his move.

*Boom!* A layer of the ground separated; soil and rocks were suspended in the air, converging into the shape of a beast. Its jaws were wide open as it snapped at Jamu.

"Hah!"

A silver-white light flashed in the air as Jamu waved his hand.

A single line sliced towards the beast!

The surrounding greenery was destroyed in an instant; a gap separated the trees into two groups.