Chapter 403 The Great Sorcerer Merin Moderick
At the Elven castle, Direk, who was walking out of the meeting room, saw Jada and Jaden following him to wait for Direk's orders. "You two are guarding the palace," they said at the same time. "Understood," Direk walked away from Jada and Jaden to distance himself from the two. Direk walked to his own room, pulling on his cloak until his entire face was covered by a pitch-black cloak, as if he was wearing it to prevent others from seeing Direk. Direk used the fifth spell, "Wait Shadow," and the black darkness spread out around Direk, covering him until he was pitch-black. The black covering slowly disappeared along with Direk's identity. Direk disappeared from the castle. Time passed outside the Elven country. Direk started traveling towards the desert area without rushing because the distance between the Elven tribe and the desert territory was very far. The desert was part of the human tribe's territory, so it was not wrong. It took a long time to pass without being seen, plus there were dangerous magical beasts near the edge of the Elf Continent, which slowed down the journey a lot.
Before the meeting on the other side, a woman with long hair reaching her neck, light blue, of the Elf tribe, was drinking wine in the morning. Her name was Rinda Dranka, the ninth branch of the Divine Branch, an eighth-level mage. Sitting drinking alone, she felt the power of magic and felt curious. She got up and walked up to her bedroom, not afraid at all. She took a bottle of wine and drank all the time. She opened the door and entered the room. "Who dares to use magic in this room of Lord Rinda?" Rinda walked in, very drunk. She saw a green lotus with a message written on it. It was a magic message from the Elf King.
Rinda wiped the wine that spilled from her mouth and threw it away. "Urgent work again. This time, I won't go in vain. The Elf King told me himself. He also ordered me to go to level seven or higher. And that Baron is a teammate. Isn't it enough just me? It looks like a big job is coming. It's so sad, and it's a desert that we have to travel across continents to get there. How can we get there? Rinda seemed to sense that the Elf King was not confident in his own abilities, because he had brought two level eight people. Rinda walked out of the room, took out her cloak, and walked out of her house where there were no servants. After walking for a while, she saw her subordinates, two people, sitting and gambling in a beautiful house.
The woman who made a winning move was named Enes Senfontria, Rinda's right-hand man, a level seven mage with short green hair reaching her neck. She was a brave woman, smiling with amusement. "Definitely lost, narcissistic woman." The other competitor was named Amelia Vestan, Rinda's left-hand man, a level seven mage with short green hair reaching her neck, sitting with a ladylike manner. "I didn't lose. I already predicted that there would be a board flip." Enes was very confused, how could there be a board flip? "What do you mean? I don't have any cards in my hand that I think can beat me." Enes was about to get up because he could sense that Amelia would cheat and not accept defeat.
Rinda saw the two of them and ran towards them with great speed, kicking the cards on the table. The table flew away. Enes gasped. Amelia smiled with beauty. Enes who saw the card table floating in the air was very angry. He didn't think that there would be a game change like this. «What the hell!?» He turned to look and prepared to kill the person who changed the game, but when he saw it, he stopped. Because it was Rinda, his boss. Amelia stood up and bowed to her boss. "Ninth Branch, thank you for knocking down the board." Enes looked without any thought of getting revenge and bowed. "Thank you for knocking down the board." Rinda looked at the two women who bowed to her. Enes had a sword on his waist. Amelia had a sword on her waist as well.
Rinda nodded. "Follow me. It's urgent and important." Rinda walked out in front of the two women. The two of them hurriedly followed by picking up the cloth in their own house and ran over. Enes asked with curiosity, "What's the matter?" "I can't tell. You have to see it with your own eyes first to believe it." Amelia asked because she was curious. "Do you want to bring our group?" "No need. They're also level eight, maybe level nine. So it's like they're not there." Enes thought. "Or are you going to war?" "It's close. When I'm sure, I'll know." The three women walked away in a carriage at high speed.
M403 Arthur Pendragon 8#
In another place, there was a blond-haired man sitting in a chair in his office. The blond-haired, human-type man was wearing a golden shirt, holding a book, reading some documents that said there was a gathering to do something. The name is Arthur Pendragon, a level eight mage. Looking ahead, he saw a green lotus emerge from the ground with curiosity. Arthur read the writing and wondered. "Found clues about the child who went missing fourteen years ago? This magic belongs to the Elf King, right? But it's worth a try. We're allies, and to bring news like this, we need help, right? Originally, the Elf King would do something like this, it's definitely not a good thing." The green lotus kept changing. Arthur continued reading. «The Elf Clan sent two level eight mages, asking us to send two level eight mages to help them, and there are the Beast Clan, the Bird Clan, the Dragon Clan, and finally the Dwarf Clan, so please send level eight mages to help them, right? Because the Elf King has owed a debt of gratitude to all the Clans, I guarantee that all the Clans will send level eight mages to help them, right now they are still allies, and the Elf King is trustworthy, it would be impossible not to do so».
The green lotus began to transform into a map that needed to be sent. «It seems that this Elf King is very sure that the place where the children who disappeared together are definitely here. It won't hurt to try. And the prediction from that direction seems to have found the hiding place of the perpetrator who is expected to be a ninth-level mage.» "Aran, come in." A boy with short black hair walked in respectfully. His name is Aran Pain, a seventh-level mage. "What is it that you called me in for?" Arthur wrote a letter for a while and finished writing two letters. He handed them to Aran.
Wait Shadow
Aran walked over to receive them without any doubt. Arthur said, "Send them to the ten swords: the eighth sword, Merin, and the fifth sword, Oliver. Just give them to these two." Aran nodded and walked out of the room, bowing. He quickly ran out of the beautiful palace on a high mountain that had to be climbed up by stairs that took almost an hour to walk. After some time, Aran went to find the eighth sword, Merin, thinking that he was definitely there. Aran ran quickly. It took him a day and he arrived at the city that Merin was taking care of. He saw Merin sitting there. On the balcony of his own house, he was sitting and sipping tea comfortably. His pink hair reached his shoulders. His name was Merin Morderic, a level eight mage (great mage), and his sword number eight. Merin looked at Aran, who was about to ask what he was doing there.
Aran ignored the guard who jumped over Merin's fence. Merin, who was looking at him, was stunned. "Does this guy break into someone else's house without caring about the owner of the house?" Aran jumped once and floated down to Merin's balcony, where he was sitting, without any fear at all, smiling at him. "What's the matter? Normal people walk in, but you jump over like this every day. Even me, who was sitting and watching, dared to jump in." Aran bowed and greeted Merin politely. "This is a message from Lord Arthur, saying it's important." Merin received the letter in confusion. Did Aran despise himself by bowing to Merin, who was sitting lower. Normally, if someone is to be respected, they must be at the same level. Merin received the letter.
Aran, who had handed the letter, jumped off the balcony very quickly. Boom! The teacup that could not withstand the magic power released by Aran was shattered. Merin saw it and smiled sadly. Merin's balcony was shattered by Aran's movements. "It's always changing, my teacup. It changes every time you come. I guess I'll have to make a teacup made of magic instead. It's expensive to repair the balcony. "The tea spilled onto the floor because there was no cup to support it. Merin didn't care much. She picked up the letter to read it. She was a little shocked and confused. "I can't not do it. It's so hot to go to the desert. It'll be too beautiful. "Merin used the third magic, "Sakura Letter." Sakura leaves floated together in Merin's hand. They flew towards the gatekeeper who was looking because he saw Aran rushing in.
The one who was looking saw Sakura written in the words, "Call Edric and Gisma, come quickly." The gatekeeper saw it and nodded. He ran over. Merin, who had already canceled his magic, came back to sit and drink his tea. Merin thought about taking a sip of tea. But forgot that Aran had already broken it. "Heh, I was able to sit comfortably and enjoy the beautiful view, but I got a big job instead." Merin sat with her eyes closed without rushing.