In his territory, Old Wilson had arranged many knights to stay on guard outside the castle.
It was already midnight and it was pitch black all around. Only the castle was still brightly lit. Old Wilson had changed into another silvery armor and was carefully wiping his sword. He did not raise his head when he listened to his territory knight's report in the hall.
During the time Old Wilson was gone, there was no robber attack in the territory. It seemed the robbers they defeated last time had collapsed and were no longer a threat to the territory.
Merlin leaned against the chair. Some colors had returned to his face and it was not as pale as before as he meditated and recovered his Mind Power during his journey in the carriage.
"It seems the ribs are not broken. They are probably only dislocated." Merlin's left hand was pressing lightly on the ribs area.
This was the injury he sustained when he battled with Wizard Jason. He originally thought his ribs were broken. Without a few months' rest, his injuries would not recover. However, when Merlin checked his injuries carefully earlier, he found that his ribs were only dislocated and were not broken and this was easier to solve.
"Uncle Prat, my ribs are dislocated. Please help me to correct it!" Prat was stunned and immediately came forward to help Merlin to correct his ribs. However, Old Wilson stood up and rushed to Merlin's side. He said in a low voice, "Let me do it. Merlin, which part is dislocated?"
Merlin pointed to the area in which the pain was felt most. Old Wilson nodded and pressed both of his hands there.
"Kchak."
A crisp sound could be heard clearly. Merlin broke out in cold sweat and endured the intense pain silently. After that, Old Wilson moved his palms. Merlin's injured part seemed much better except for a little redness.
"Hu.." Merlin heaved a long sigh. He stood up slowly and stretched a little. Even though he was still in pain, a slight exercise would not be a hindrance to him.
At this crucial stage, it was good news for everyone that Merlin could still move.
"Merlin, are you alright? Old Wilson appeared extremely concerned.
"Yes. I still have some minor injuries, but it doesn't matter. Father, we should discuss where should we go now?" Merlin pointed out the most serious issue about their next course of action.
Grand City must have been controlled by the church already. Although Blackwater City might be slightly better, Wizard Jason was killed by Merlin. The church's force had faced a great loss, but Merlin and Old Wilson did not dare to stay in Blackwater City. If the church at Grand City had realized the situation, then Old Wilson and Merlin's situation would become greatly dangerous.
Thus, the first thing they must confirm was the current situation of the whole Kingdom of Light.
However, both Old Wilson and Merlin did not receive any news, so they could not analyze their current predicament at all.
The atmosphere was tense as if a huge rock was placed in everyone's heart.
Right at this time, Macy suddenly spoke, "Gutt once said that the church has controlled most parts of the Kingdom of Light."
Merlin nodded silently. His guess was, in fact, the same. The church had prepared for such a long time. They had to in an advantageous position now. If the Royal Family of Light could not stop the church, then the whole Kingdom of Light would fall into chaos.
After a long time, Old Wilson's voice became hoarse as he said, "It seems the Royal Family cannot stop the church. There's no place in the whole Kingdom of Light for us to live in! Merlin, what's your plan?" Old Wilson asked and turned his gaze toward Merlin.
Old Wilson's attitude directly indicated Merlin's status in the Wilson family.
Merlin thought for a while and raised his head. He met Old Wilson's gaze and answered, "The church has tremendous strength and it has prepared for so many years to replace the Royal Family of Light. Becoming the actual ruler of the Kingdom of Light is almost a fact now. Thus, we can't stay in the Kingdom of Light any longer. We can only go east, over the border and enter the Kingdom of Blackmoon!"
After Merlin had finished his words, the whole hall fell silent.
"To a foreign country?" Macy was the one who spoke. She looked confused.
Merlin just realized that he was still different to everyone else in Wilson family. He did not care if he was in the Kingdom of Light or the Kingdom of Blackmoon. Maybe due to his identity as a Spell Caster, he hoped to stay in the Kingdom of Blackmoon. There was no limitation set on Spell Caster there. Furthermore, a Spell Caster had a high status in the Kingdom of Blackmoon.
The eastern countries represented by the Kingdom of Blackmoon were the sanctuary for all Spell Casters! If Merlin went to the Kingdom of Blackmoon, not only he could hide from the church's chase but he could also attain stronger spells and become a stronger Spell Caster!
However, Macy, the butler, Big-breasted Madam, General Prat… Even Old Wilson had lived in the Kingdom of Light all their lives. Even if they were not deeply involved in the church, they were greatly influenced by some thoughts of the church.
In their hearts, the Kingdom of Blackmoon was a foreign country which was horrifying and dark!
Old Wilson did not speak but his expression kept changing. Obviously, he was considering Merlin's suggestion. In the Wilson family, there was no one who understood the Kingdom of Blackmoon more than Old Wilson.
After all, Old Wilson had participated in the war against the Kingdom of Blackmoon and had even survived from the cruelest "Slaughterhouse". Telling him to go to an opposing country gave the largest impact to Old Wilson. This made him more indecisive than ever.
"Sir Baron!"
A knight suddenly crashed into the hall from outside of the castle.
This knight lowered his head and kneeled before reporting to Old Wilson respectfully, "Sir Baron, there's a large number of knights outside. They seem to come straight toward the castle."
"Hmm? Could it be that the church has come here?"
Old Wilson's expression changed drastically. This reporting knight shook his head slightly and said, "Due to the dark sky, we can't see clearly who those are. I come here for Sir Baron's order."
"Let's go and take a look."
Old Wilson also could not sit still. He immediately picked up the sword he had wiped clean and followed the knight outside.
"I hope it's not the church…" Merlin murmured in a low voice. He had a ghastly look on him.
Merlin knew clearly that if it was the church, he could not escape from a battle! His Mind Power had just barely recovered by half. There were also only eight Large Fireballs in the Bell Pendant. Once he met another First-level spell Caster like Wizard Jason, Merlin had no confidence to kill him again.
Walking after Old Wilson, Merlin quickly left the castle.