Chapter 128 (2/2)

This was Bale’s Achilles’ heel. He immediately dropped his previous question and hastily asked, “You can help me?”

“Do you think I am wasting my time now?” The voice sounded like it was smirking.

“But I do not have any magic powers now. Anthony and five other Master Magicians collaboratively cast a restrictive spell on me. No one in the Norton Kingdom will be able to dispel it. Furthermore, what is the point of being free if I do not have my magic powers?” Bale sighed.

“Who told you it cannot be dispelled? And who says that I am a Magician from the Norton Kingdom? As long as you believe in me, anything is possible.” The voice became slightly muffled, even to the point of being bewitching.

Bale fell silent. He then realized that his situation was truly the worst-case scenario. Even death would be better than the state he was in, thus, any changes could probably only go in a better direction. If that was the case, there was nothing to worry about.

“What do I have to do?” Bale asked.

“You are going to have to…”

The voice whispered in Bale’s mind. As Bale listened, he became increasingly horrified. By the time the voice was done explaining, Bale was already shaking his head subconsciously.

“No, this would ruin the entire academy!”

“Do you really still care about the academy? The institution that imprisoned you and took away your magic powers?” The voice rebutted.

“I…” Bale was speechless. He was now a disgrace to the academy. The academy wanted to wash off any connections they had with a Magician who had fallen to the dark side. Even if the academy were to be utterly destroyed and the Magicians killed, it did not matter anymore.

“Do it, Bale. Put aside the friendships, morals and regulations binding you. They are merely hypocritical things that are restricting your freedom. You have to break the chains that are restricting you!” The voice grew louder and more passionate.

Bale kept silent for a long time. At last, he asked, “Who exactly are you?”

“I am the messenger of darkness, muahaha.” The voice gradually became lower and Bale felt the stone tremble in his hands before it turned into a fine powder.

In the lonesome cage of claustrophobic darkness, Bale lay motionless on the ground. No one could tell what he was thinking about.

…

In the woods just outside the East Cove Higher Magic Academy, a black-robed Magician was hiding in the overgrowth, standing in front of a magic circle. He seemed to be protected by a blurred figure standing beside him. In the middle of the magic circle was a bright rune stone shooting a faint beam of light towards the sky.

Around half an hour later, the beam of light faded and the rune stone shattered into smithereens. The magic circle had also ceased its operation.

The dark figure immediately complained, “Felidia, do not make me do these things again. Infiltrating the academy was the scariest thing I’ve ever done in my life!”

“But it worked, didn’t it?” This Magician was Felidia, the genius dark elf who once crossed swords with Link.

“It’s still too early to determine our success. Who knows if the council idea will really work out? Furthermore, we cannot be sure that the idiot in the tower will follow our instructions.”

“Relax, the chancellor is a Level-8 Magician. Even Anthony is not that strong. We have already sown the seeds of despair. All that’s left is to wait.”

“I hope so.”

…

At the same time, Link, who had been staying in the Mage Tower, received a letter from Jacker. From the illegible handwriting, Link could determine that the letter was definitely written by Jacker. He tried hard to make out the message, squinting his eyes at every word. It seemed to be relaying a message from Royal Knight Anthony, complaining that Darris’ carriage never arrived.

Link was shocked and immediately went to find Herrera.

Herrera, on the other hand, had already gotten the news some time ago. She had a serious expression.

“Darris is indeed missing. The academy has already dispatched investigators. I believe we will have some leads in the next few days.”

“Why was I not informed?” Link had a hunch that this was the work of the Dark Elves.

“You have been busy with your new wand and I didn’t want to interrupt your progress. Don’t worry and wait patiently for the results,” Herrera comforted.

That was true. Link was not godly and could not attend to every single issue in the World of Firuman. He had to spend time improving himself as well…he wished he had more time.

Please let it not be the tide of darkness…not now…

The only thing Link could do was to become even stronger in preparation for the calamities to come.