Chapter 539 - Bluff (3) (1/2)

Chapter 539: Bluff (3)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Scorched Ridge

“Whoa!” A coachman stopped his carriage not far from the Mage Tower’s entrance.

The door opened, and Bryant came out first. He looked up at the looming Mage Tower and lamented on how it had transformed again after the past couple of months. He could barely recognize it now.

Many Magicians scurried past him, all seeming to be in a rush. They were either discussing magic together or going straight to another building. No one was lost; everyone had a definite goal.

Even more surprising was that each Magician had a strange aura. It was warm and seemed to glow. Everyone was filled with energy. None of the dozens of apprentices that walked by looked fatigued as most Magicians were.

What power is this? I’ve never seen it before. Bryant was shocked.

Thump. Prince Phillip also jumped down from the carriage. He looked around, impressed. The Mage Tower was honestly too majestic, especially the main tower. It was hundreds of feet tall and even had a wide circular platform at the top. A beautiful Mana net covered the platform while countless beautiful flowers bloomed on it. They were colorful, battling each other with their beauty.

Prince Phillip couldn’t help but praise, “What a great garden in the sky.”

At this time, all the other High Elves descended too. They grouped before Prince Phillip. During this time, the top level of the Mage Tower probably received the report already, but no one came to welcome them. It seemed that the group of High Elves would be left on this square alone.

People walked to and fro, but the Magicians just glanced at them before turning and going back to their work. They were ignored.

Prince Phillip felt a bit awkward. “So, should we go knock on the door?”

“The Ferde lord is too impolite,” a High Elf said angrily.

“Yeah, he’s becoming more and more arrogant,” another said.

Just as they were all venting their anger, something flashed in the air for three seconds. An arch of pure light appeared. Within it, there was a white dot that expanded rapidly until it filled the entire arch. An image rippled within it like water. At a closer inspection, it looked like a banquet.

“What’s this?” Prince Phillip turned to Bryant. He knew this was a portal, but it appeared so strangely. He was a bit scared to step into it.

Bryant sighed inwardly. A few months after their last meeting, Link’s tricks had improved again. It was as if he could just casually control spatial magic.

Bryant took the lead to walk towards the portal. At the same time, he said, “Let’s go. This is the Ferde lord’s portal. He’s welcoming us.”

With that, he stepped in. The image before him suddenly turned, and he was standing on an open platform. Flowers surrounded him. There was a long table before him, with beautiful girls busying with the food, flitting around like butterflies.

Every girl was beautiful. Even though they wore the same clothes, each had their own unique characteristics. Some were pure as jade; others were sexy and alluring. Others showed tempting long legs, and Bryant couldn’t help but steal more glances.

He quickly realized the secret though. These girls were all magic puppets. I wonder which bastard designed the appearance, he had to lament again. They’re so tempting.

Collecting his thoughts, he looked to the head of the table.

Link sat there. He wore a thorny crystal-red headpiece and a dark red robe with silver markings. Six people sat to his sides, all dressed elegantly.

Bryant had checked their profiles in the High Elves’ Hand of Night. He knew all of them. Starting from Link’s left side, they were Death Scythe Celine, Link’s companion; half-elf Eliard; Vance, creator of Combat Aura Studies; Alloa, the Maiden of Truth; Secret Magician Eleanor; and Elin, the Lady Fortuna of the Yabbas.

In other words, all core figures of Ferde were present.

Each of these six was at least Level-7. Eliard had reached Level-9, and his power was active. He would soon break into Level-10.

Of them all, Link’s appearance was the most shocking to Bryant.

It wasn’t just his overly elegant robe. The biggest shock was that Bryant could see that Link had a thin layer of Legendary power across his skin. Under this power, his skin looked like crystal. At a glance, Link gave off the feeling of an eternal statue that was filled with an Epic aura. Anyone who saw him would feel indescribably shocked as if he were a god instead of a human.

Paired with the six emotionless Magicians beside him, Link made Bryant feel that he was facing a group of gods.

Bryant could clearly feel pressure weighing down. But as a Level-12 Legendary Magician, he wouldn’t get scared. He just thought, Link is really putting on a show.

Buzz. There were some soft sounds behind Bryant. Prince Phillip and four High Elf ambassadors walked out from the portals under the faint light.

They weren’t as firm as Bryant. Faced with this scene, the five High Elves were obviously shaken. They couldn’t say a word.

Bryant felt this and sighed inwardly. Seems that Phillip’s men won’t be of much help.

The light of power glowed faintly around him, adding an emerald sheen to his skin. He was here for support and couldn’t lose in appearance.