“I wish to hire Kent. His talents are exceptional, and he would be a valuable asset to the Wizard Association of Blue Planet.” The Sword Magus said directly.
Eila’s eyes narrowed slightly. She paused for a second to understand the Sword Magus motive. “Kent will never become a slave to any organization, not even yours. He is already burdened with great responsibilities. I don’t want to tie anymore shackles to him.”
The Sword Magus nodded, anticipating her resistance. “I understand your concern. But I’m here for a completely different reason. It’s about the upcoming Immortal beast Spirit Gathering.” The sword magus replied while observing Eila’s expression.
As expected, Eila became alert and concerned after hearing about Immortal beast spirit gathering. The gathering is so important for Kent to become a Supreme Magus and there by attending the Trident Summit.
Understanding her skepticism, Sword magus continued. “I think you already know the importance of the upcoming beast gathering, which is the 333rd one. Usually I won’t be so concerned about it. But, we are facing a critical moment. My stupid leader, Wand Magus, has lost 70% of our slots to the 9 realms association.
The 333rd Immortal Beast Spirit Gathering is approaching, and it is the only opportunity to obtain the War God Inheritance.”
Eila’s interest was piqued, her eyes reflecting deep contemplation. “The War God Inheritance. I already know what you are talking about. Come to the point, Supreme. Getting a slot for Kent is not a big problem for me. Tell me, why should my nephew fight with your banner?”
The Sword Magus smiled softly and spoke in a serious tone. “Kent will be offered the position of Supreme. He won’t be bound by the Wizard Association’s rules. He will have complete free will, and we will support his future cultivation with all types of resources.”
Eila shook her head, unwavering. “Resources are not what I’m interested in. If Kent is to fight under your banner, offer an unconditional favor. If you promise one single unconditional favor to him, I will make sure Kent joins your organization. Are you willing?.”
The Staff Magus Ruchi, who had remained silent until now, stepped forward with conceren. “Sword Magus, this is too much. You cannot—”
But the Sword Magus raised a hand, silencing her. He turned his gaze back to Eila, his expression thoughtful. “What do you propose, then?”
Eila met his gaze steadily. “Kent will fight in the Immortal Beast Spirit Gathering under the banner of the Wizard Association. He must have the freedom to make his own choices, and your full support in his endeavors. But remember, this favor won’t be easy for you to fulfill.”
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The room fell silent as the Sword Magus pondered her demand. The Staff Magus’s expression was one of clear disapproval, but she did not speak again. Finally, the Sword Magus nodded, a decision made.
“Very well. I agree to your terms. Kent will have my unconditional support and the freedom he desires.”
Eila’s eyes softened slightly. “Then I will speak to Kent. He will bear the Golden Octopus Banner of your association, but remember, his loyalty is earned, not demanded.”
The Sword Magus bowed his head in acknowledgment. “I understand. Make sure he reaches the heavenly abode on time. But remember, the son of Jason Mama is also participating in this gathering. I hope your nephew won’t disappoint.”
As Eila left the chamber, the lady Staff Magus turned to the Sword Magus, concern etched on her face. “Are you sure about this? Offering unconditional favor is a risky move.”
The Sword Magus sighed. “It is, but it’s worth the risk, and sometimes, the greatest rewards come from the greatest risks.”
But the staff magus shook her head impatiently. She knew the value of Sword magus’ favor. He is the strongest man in the entire blue planet and an equal of Jason Mama in strength. She can’t imagine what Eila could plot. She is worried that Sword Magus might be involved between Quinn family and Clark family.
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Mountain Devil Forest…
With a purpose in mind, Tang Zi is taking Kent towards the Northern Devil Mountain. The air grew colder as Kent and Tang Zi approached the looming silhouette of Devil Mountain.
The fourth stage of the Storm God Tyrant Physique had given Kent remarkable strength and resilience, but the aura emanating from the mountain was oppressive.
Each step closer increased the weight on his chest, making his heart beat laboriously slow. The hairs on his arms stood on end, and an eerie sensation crept over him with every passing second.
Tang Zi, observing Kent’s discomfort, handed him a flask of spiritual water. “Bear with it… you will get used to it,” he said, his voice calm and encouraging.
Kent nodded, taking a sip of the water. His eyes remained fixed on the distant peak of Devil Mountain, shrouded in darkness and foreboding energy. The journey towards the mountain was fraught with dangers, and they had already encountered several beasts along the way. Each time, Kent had dispatched them with efficiency.
However, as they crossed a strange pond filled with dark, viscous liquid that resembled blood, Tang Zi held up a hand, stopping Kent from killing the next beast that attacked. “From now onwards, do not kill any beasts unless it’s necessary.”
Kent, puzzled, asked, “Why?”
Tang Zi smiled cryptically. “You will know soon enough.”
Nightfall approached quickly, casting long shadows over the landscape. Tang Zi led Kent to a small clearing where they set up a campfire. The flickering flames cast a warm glow, but the oppressive atmosphere of Devil Mountain remained, pressing down on them.
As the night deepened, Kent couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. The forest around them was eerily silent, the usual night sounds absent.
Suddenly, movement caught his eye. Emerging from the shadows were the beasts which were looking different in eerie green light.
After careful look, Kent found that these beasts are the ones he had slain earlier after crossing the blood pond. Their eyes glowed with an unnatural light, and they moved with a disturbing grace, seemingly unaffected by their previous deaths.
Kent’s heart raced as the beasts formed a circle around the campfire. He looked to Tang Zi for an explanation.
Tang Zi smiled as he stared back at surprised Kent. “This is the real sorcery of Devil Mountain. Any beast killed in the vicinity of the mountain will come back to life at night. Their numbers will continue to increase if the killer remains within the mountain’s periphery which is the blood pond.”
Kent’s eyes widened in shock. “So, they can’t be killed permanently?”
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Note: Aug 13th is Birthday. I will try to add more chapters [5-10] on that day. Tq for sticking to story.
Your’s Lovingly,
PeterPan 🙂