Chapter 472 - An Opportunity (1/2)

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“Oh?” Hutton’s expression turned serious as he looked at Beckley more cautiously. “You’re from the Tower of Dusk?”

“Yes.”

Hutton gave Beckley a look. There indeed was the Guild of Magic’s unique crest on the black robes, and from this, it seemed that this messenger was not an impostor. Since the fact that the Malfa Family and the Tower of Dusk were allies had not been made known to the public yet, the only ones who would know this secret beside himself were the people of the Tower of Dusk.

But if President Felic sent a messenger now, could it be that there were problems on the Tower of Dusk’s side?

Hutton was secretly pondering this question, but he did not realize that the two guards had taken notice of his expression and completely misunderstood it. They thought that Hutton was getting annoyed, and that the Guild of Magic called Tower of Dusk was most probably just another force trying to get the Malfa Family’s help. Having worked in the Malfa Family for over a decade, they had seen their fair share of such situations, and already knew how to handle it without Hutton having to give orders.

“Alright, alright, whosoever you are, just leave the letter and go. Young Master Hutton will look at it some time later.”

Well, Hutton was to blame for being too deep in thought. When he realized what was going on, he was too late. The two guards had already flanked Beckley and escorted him out…

“b.l.o.o.d.y h.e.l.l…” Hutton felt his mind go blank, and thought he really might be better off dead…

d.a.m.n it. I’ve gotten myself into hot water now…

Hutton looked up in a daze, and saw the two guards who looked incredibly proud of themselves, as though waiting to be praised. He really did not know whether he should burst out in laughter or tears…

But above it all, he really wanted to break open their skulls to see if there was anything inside their heads. Did they know who that Felic of the Tower of Dusk was? d.a.m.n it, he was a 20 years old Legendary-mage, and had just gotten hold of three of Geresco’s relics. He was sure to enter the Sanctuary-realm in his lifetime! No other force in the Breezy Plains would dare to offend such a lunatic, much less the Malfa Family…

Besides, Hutton knew what kind of att.i.tude this young president had towards him after interacting with him in the Blackstone Mountains. The Dark Blade was powerful, huh? Stephen had an incredibly strong backing, right? But just because they had injured a few of the Tower of Dusk’s mages, they had lost about 10 Archmages. He did not even know whether Stephen was alive…

If Beckley were to tell on them when he got back, who would be able to deal with the consequences? This was not something that could be solved with some bickering or a few fights. Given the personality of President Felic, he would most likely laugh it off but silently take note of this. When he got an opportunity, he would make sure that the Malfa Family would never be able to make a comeback. What was worse was that he definitely had the means to make sure this happened…

Hutton could not help turning pale when he heard this, and did not even bother to deal with the two idiots. Instead, he rushed to Beckley’s side and helped him up just as he was about to fall. “Are you alright, Mage Beckley?”

“I’m… I’m fine.” Beckley finally regained his balance, only to realize that the person who had helped him up was the young master of the Malfa Family, the genius mage who was said to inherit the entire Malfa Family in the future. He could not help but forget his anger as he was pleasantly surprised, and quickly thanked him. “Thank… Thank you.”

“You’re too kind, Mage Beckley. Since you’re a messenger from the Tower of Dusk, then you are an honored guest of the Malfa Family. It was a small misunderstanding earlier, I hope you won’t take it to heart.” Hutton smiled as he quickly soothed Beckley before waving over a few men. “These two gentlemen are no longer fit to be guards, take them away and settle it.”

“Roger.”

A few Warriors of at least level-15 charged over on Hutton’s orders and dragged the shocked guards away…

“This…” Cries for help came from a distance, and Beckley would have to be a fool not to know that this would not end well for the two guards. His expression froze. This Young Master Hutton’s att.i.tude was somewhat unlike what he had expected…

Beckley walked with cautious steps as his head was filled with questions. He followed Hutton into the study, and was served tea and snacks while he exchanged greetings with Hutton before Hutton finally coughed dryly. “Say, mage Beckley, I wonder why President Felic sent you?”

“You see, Young Master Hutton…” Beckley retrieved the letter he had written on behalf of Lin Li from his pocket before presenting it to Hutton while he briefed Hutton on the situation at the Tower of Dusk.

“Oh…” Hutton quickly glanced through the letter before nodding his head. “Which is to say that the Tower of Dusk is intending to exterminate the Syer Bandits and needs the Malfa Family to supply some manpower?”