Chapter 239: The Visit
Chapter 239: The Visit
Dream Bazaar, once bustling with crowds, now lay empty and desolate.
"Tap...tap..."
Crisp footsteps echoed through the thick fog, and a figure slowly approached the Wizard Tower.
"You're here," Karl opened his eyes and looked at the 'Rebel,' shaking his head. "A puppet?"
"Hmph... Not even daring to come in person, it seems you're afraid of the trouble I bring," the visitor said with a scoff.
"That's only natural," the visitor continued. "You killed Baden, a core blood relative of the Green Family. No one in the Magic Forest would dare to protect you."
"Not even you?" Karl asked.
"No!" The visitor sighed.
"No wonder you've been hiding in the shadows for so many years. If you can't even handle a small matter like this, why call yourselves a rebel organization?"
Karl knew he had caused a big problem this time. After much deliberation, he decided to seek help from the rebel organization.
Unfortunately, even they wanted no part in this trouble.
"..." The visitor was speechless. "With the four major forces of the Calim Continent bearing down on us, it's already difficult enough for us to survive."
"As for the Green Family..."
"That family should have a High Mage!"
A High Mage was equivalent to a mid-tier deity in terms of power. And with the Wizard Tower and the Demiplane, their methods were far more versatile than deities. As long as they weren't trapped in the realm of a High Deity, they were safe.
In the vast Magic Forest, not only were High Mages rare, but even Fourth Circle Wizards hadn't been born in countless millennia.
"Forget it!" Karl sighed. "Can anyone else help take care of this matter?"
"Rest assured," the visitor assured him. "Angel has joined us, and the Harvey couple is under the organization's protection. Old Brin has taken Evelyn to the border, and we can't pinpoint their exact location. They should be safe."
Karl breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't contact me again," the visitor said, locking eyes with Karl as he slowly backed away and disappeared into the fog. "Even if you do, I won't respond, unless you can escape this calamity, and in the end..."
"Good luck!"
Barn sat with a cold expression, pulling up a chair.
The room was filled with people, yet not a single person spoke, not even a breath could be heard, as if they feared breaking the silence.
But this deathly stillness wouldn't last forever.
"Hmph!"
Barn scanned the room with a cold gaze. "Does no one have anything to say?"
"Or is it that, even now, my nephew's death remains a mystery, and no one has found any clues?"
He had just emerged from his seclusion to hear the news of his nephew's murder, leaving him bewildered and incredulous.
Baden, dead?
Killed in the barren Magic Forest?
"Senior," one person's legs turned weak, and they stood with a tremble. "According to our investigation, the one who killed Young Master Baden should be the owner of the Dream Bazaar."
"Should be?"
"It's him!"
"Then..." Barn's voice turned icy. "Is Conny still in the Dream Bazaar?"
"No," someone below shook their head anxiously. "After Young Master Baden's incident, we contacted Senior Fulgar of the Sixth Circle Tower. He invited two Third Circle Wizards to investigate and cast a secret tracking spell to identify the killer."
"A few days ago, the fog covering the Dream Bazaar started to shrink. By the time we arrived, there was no one there."
"No one?" Barn's voice rose slightly. "Can't find him?"
"Yes," the responder nodded. "We tried various tracking methods, but we couldn't locate Conny, including... the method you mentioned."
"Hmm..." Barn narrowed his eyes, and in the depths of his gaze, shadows flickered, like a giant spinning wheel.
The Pseudo Fourth Rank Magic Tool - the Fate Wheel! This artifact could find anything its wielder desired, requiring only a thought to indicate the general location.
Combined with the Green Family's methods, they should have been able to pinpoint the killer.
But moments later, the pointer on the wheel spun back and forth, never stopping, indicating that the target had somehow evaded the secret tracking.
If the target were dead, the pointer wouldn't react.
The core blood relatives of the Green Family bore special marks.
Once killed, the perpetrator would be marked, allowing them to be tracked even if they fled to the Demiplane.
Yet now,
The Fate Wheel couldn't track anyone?
"No wonder they dared to move against Baden," Barn clenched his teeth. "Gather all the recent investigation materials related to Baden and the Dream Bazaar. I want to see them."
"Yes, sir."
Someone produced a stack of documents, which Barn quickly flipped through. His gaze paused on one page, and he looked up at the others.
"Mick?"
"He's a Barrier Mage with secret tracking spells. Young Master Baden wanted him to lure Conny out of the Dream Bazaar, but he didn't take the bait. We investigated him, and there were no issues."
"Barnes closed the file:
Where is he?"
...
There weren't many Barrier Mages in the Magic Forest, and High Warders were even rarer.
Mick's ability to become a High Warder was due to both talent and longevity.
Venturing into the wizarding world through Bloodline Magic, he happened to acquire a rather unique bloodline by chance.
Although he was still a First Circle Wizard, his longevity exceeded four hundred years.
After more than two hundred years, he finally advanced from a First Rank Warder to a High Warder, becoming a renowned figure in the region.
At this moment, he was introducing his research findings to a guest.
"Mr. Du," Mick said, pointing to the massive corpse in the laboratory.
"My research primarily focuses on the physical body, using the flesh as a ward to isolate the inside from the outside, ultimately rendering it invulnerable to all spells."
"This flesh body is composed of twenty-seven decomposed bodies, bearing over a dozen wards. When combined, these wards form a large-scale High Ward, capable of exploring most demiplanes."
"Impressive!" Mr. Du stroked his beard, nodding in awe:
"No wonder you're the top-tier Barrier Mage in the Magic Forest, Mick. Your methods truly broaden my horizons."
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"Hmm..."
"Are these bodies alive?"
"Yes!" Mick nodded:
"Only living people can be used to craft my secret wards. Once a person dies, their body stiffens, making it impossible to form a ward."
"But rest assured, Mr. Du. I've erased their original consciousness, implanted specific programs, and they only serve to maintain the ward."
"Impressive!" Mr. Du applauded, glancing at the maid who had brought coffee, his eyes flickering:
"Are these also Mick's 'materials'?"
"Yes!" Mick nodded, spreading his hands proudly:
"Everyone in the entire estate is my research material. I bought them from human traffickers."
"Ordinary people are one thing, but sometimes I need those with wizarding talent, so some materials are more expensive."
He seemed accustomed to using living people for experiments, but the maid who brought the coffee turned pale.
"Hmm." Mr. Du's expression remained unchanged:
"I heard Mick is researching Kolon people?"
"Yes." Mick's eyes lit up:
"Mr. Du's Life Essence Pill technique has inspired me greatly. I wonder if I could learn more about it..."
"No rush." Mr. Du smiled:
"I want to avoid Mick's ward, but I need to leave. Are you free to accompany me?"
"This..." Mick hesitated.
He had received a warning from the Green Family to stay within the estate during this period, and the Wizard's Tower needed to be operational at all times.
They were on guard against a certain malefic star.
However, the mention of the 'Life Essence Pill' technique had greatly inspired him, and it might help him further.
Just then, a buzzing sound filled the air.
The Wizard's Tower emitted a warning signal and began operating on its own.
"It's me."
A cold voice echoed from above:
"Halt the Wizard's Tower."
"Senior Barnes!" Mick's eyes lit up, quickly stopping the tower's operation and rushing into the courtyard to look up:
"How did you get here?"
Barnes, with his arms crossed behind his back, slowly descended from mid-air, his gaze sweeping past Mick and landing on Mr. Du behind him.
He casually asked:
"Has anyone from the Dream Bazaar contacted you recently?"
"No."
Mick bowed in response:
"Since receiving the message, I haven't left the estate, and no one has contacted me during this time."
"Hmm." Barnes nodded:
"Who is he?"
"This is Mr. Du." Mick quickly introduced:
"Mr. Du is a wizard with profound expertise in Life Essence Pills. His Life Essence Pill technique is unparalleled..."
"This is Senior Barnes from the Green Family."
"Senior Barnes!" Mr. Du's face lit up with excitement, quickly stepping forward to pay his respects. After the introductions, he said:
"Since you have a guest, Mick, I won't disturb you further. I'll visit again in a couple of days."
"This..." Mick looked reluctant, but seeing Barnes's cold expression, he reluctantly nodded:
"Mr. Du, please come again!"
"I will."
Mr. Du responded with a bow and departed.
Just as he was about to leave the estate, Barnes, who had remained silent, suddenly furrowed his brows.
"Wait!"
Barnes raised his hand, and Mr. Du's body instantly stiffened.
Barnes stared at Mr. Du and spoke slowly:
"Let me take a closer look."
"This..."
Mr. Du turned around slowly, his face grimacing:
"What are you looking for, Senior?"
"Did you alter your face?" Barnes narrowed his eyes, walking towards Mr. Du and scanning his face.
"Yes." Mr. Du spoke softly:
"I also practiced Bloodline Magic, and I made some adjustments..."
"Swoosh!"
Before he could finish, dozens of tentacles shot out, heading straight for Barnes and Mick.
(End of Chapter)
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