Chapter 428 - Dark BladeDark Blade (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

With his incredibly sensitive mental strength as a level-19 Archmage, Lin Li quickly detected the magical waves his men emitted.

The mages of the Tower of Dusk were hiding amongst the dense bushes then, and perhaps because they had just met with an attack, they seemed slightly sheepish. Those who were more heavily injured even needed the support of others as they could not stand at all. Gerian was unharmed save for the obvious charred marks on his gray robes and the sweaty dirt streaks on his round face. He was panting heavily while he cursed away at the d.a.m.ned adventurers.

Gavin, on the other hand, looked calm as he settled those who were injured before sending out about 10 Warlock’s Eyes to survey the surroundings. After this was done, he divided the remaining mages into two groups to take turns patrolling. He was a man of talent indeed. While he was not very powerful and lacked leaders.h.i.+p abilities, he was very meticulous, and almost always made sure he did not leave any loopholes.

After making sure that he did not miss even a single loophole, Gavin sighed before he leaned against a tree tiredly…

“Gavin.” Just then, a familiar figure emerged from amongst the trees, with an unfamiliar old man following closely behind.

“You’re finally here, President Felic…” Gavin heaved a sigh of relief, and went to welcome him happily, at the same time wondering why that old man seemed to have an aura of danger…

Lin Li did not bother doing the introductions after he emerged from amongst the trees; he asked about the situation immediately. “How’s the situation?”

“Very bad. G.o.d knows where these adventurers came from; they’re large in numbers, and powerful as well. I fought with one of them as we were retreating, and he was an Archmage of at least level-16. There seems to be more than one level-16 Archmage too. According to Mr Gerian, there are at least four of them…” Gavin looked concerned. “To be honest, President Felic, I really doubt whether they are actually adventurers. They seem more like a private corp sent by one of the strong powers out there…”

“Why do you say so?”

“Logically speaking, adventurers will not attack unnecessarily, as there isn’t a mercenary corps in the Breezy Plains that is powerful enough to do as they please as of yet. They will be in huge trouble if they offend anyone not to be trifled with. We already showed them that we meant no harm earlier, but they still went ahead with their attack and even pursued us as we were retreating, looking for clues of our whereabouts nearby the whole time. It seems as though they were out for blood…”

“Hm, you’ve got a point there…” Lin Li nodded his head as Gavin did make some sense. Mercenary corps had always stressed keeping peace with each other so that they could all make a living. This meant that they would never deeply offend any other force unless absolutely necessary. After all, no matter how powerful the mercenary corps was, they would find it hard to make a living if they made too many enemies.

They might really be a private corp sent by a strong power somewhere out there…

But who were they…?

Lin Li scratched his head before he paused suddenly. Could it be the Malfa Family?

Upon further thought, he realized that this could be a possibility. Who else but they would have the ability to hire at last four level-16 Archmages? Moreover, the young master in charge even went to the trouble of luring the Crimson Python to Black Clouds Town. It seemed like the Malfa Family could really be after the Crimson Python…

“Isn’t this too much of a coincidence…?” Lin Li brushed his nose, thinking that Hutton could not be that unlucky to have gone through all the trouble of avoiding him and giving up a helper as powerful as Sendros only to b.u.mp into him again. Furthermore, he was unlucky enough to have injured people from the Tower of Dusk…

If the Malfa Family was really behind this, they could not blame him for taking revenge.

“President Felic…” Gavin quietly reminded him seeing Lin Li remain silent for so long. “We have already been hiding in the forest for some time as there were too many people. They will probably be here soon. Do you think we should s.h.i.+ft our location…?”

“s.h.i.+ft our location?” Lin Li glanced at Gavin in doubt.

“I mean to retreat…”

“…” Lin Li did not even say anything this time as he turned to Sendros. “Do you think Hutton could be so unlucky?”

“How would I know…?” Sendros gave Lin Li a look, and hurriedly said, “I am short on time now and still have to return to the Darkness Shrine after helping you get rid of the Crimson Python. Quickly settle everything and don’t waste my time. If there is really someone after us, then just kill all of them.”

Gavin was still wondering who this old man was, and almost choked when he heard what Sendros said out of the blue.

J-just kill all of them!?

Who was this old man, and why was he so sure of himself?

Did he not hear a word Gavin had just said? There were at least four level-16 Archmages and at least a dozen or so Warriors and Bandits above level-15. Even the Tower of Dusk had to retreat in front of such a powerful group. Who does this old man think he is, a Legendary-mage?

“Alright…” Lin Li thought about it and decided not to waste any more time on this. He nodded in agreement and called Gavin over. “Gavin, gather everyone.”

“Yes, President.”

Even though Gavin still had doubts, he did not dare go against Lin Li’s words. He had stayed at the Tower of Dusk long enough to know that President Felic was resourceful in his own ways.

Gavin quickly gathered everyone. There were 26 Magic Shooters—28 people in total including Gerian and Gavin. Having been in a fight earlier, there were cuts all over them, but none too serious. Lin Li quickly spotted a disheveled Gerian sitting in the midst of the crowd.

“Gerian, my good sir, you’re not that young anymore, so why would you join in the fight? Look at how charred you look! You’re not hurt, right?”

“You little b.a.s.t.a.r.d, how dare you look look down on me! I’m not even 60 yet! Watch me, I’ll be equally active even 10 years from now!”

“…” It was futile to try and talk over it with this old man. Lin Li shook his head as he retrieved a few bottles of Recovery Potion from his pocket, intending to have Gavin pa.s.s them to the injured mages, but suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from the forest.

The originally calm forest suddenly became chaotic as the frenzied sounds of footsteps and shouts broke the tranquility. Lin Li could also feel powerful magical waves in the sky moving towards the forest at an alarming speed.

“That’s fast…” Of course, no matter how powerful the magical waves were, they were only rus.h.i.+ng to their death with Sendros here. Lin Li paid no heed to them, and merely gave the forest a look before he gave Gavin the potion bottles. “Let those who are injured drink it.”