Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“President, why me?” Leonard’s face turned bitter when he heard that.
The other party was a platinum-tier elite, while he was only a silver-tier mage. Even if their opponent were exhausted, it would be easy for him to kill Leonard. Besides, Audrey only guessed that the other party was exhausted. Who knew if he still had some strength left in him?
“I’ll leave that matter to Anna. Isn’t Anna the strongest fire-element mage in the Mage Guild? I’ll agree to give that title to her. President, she should do it.”
“Leonard, you old fox, why don’t you say what you mean? I think you want me to die!” Anna was unhappy about that.
It was not bad to receive the honor of being the strongest fire mage in Monte Town, but that would only mean something if she were still alive. If she had died, then no title would matter.
She did not want someone to write—Strongest Fire Mage—on her epitaph after her death.
“Why don’t we give it to Martin or Hilbert?” Anna thought for a moment and continued to say, “Doesn’t Martin like you, President? As for Hilbert, his title is the Unbreakable Barrier. He should be able to withstand the opponent’s magical attacks.”
“Anna, who said that I like the President? You can’t say such things carelessly.” Martin defended himself nervously. He did like Audrey, but he could not say it out loud. Furthermore, he felt that his life was more important than his feelings.
Hilbert simply closed his eyes and stood at the side like a small mountain; he pretended to be asleep. He seemed to be deaf and could not hear anything.
“Enough. There’s no need to argue. Leonard will be the only one to test the opponent. The rest of you, follow me! We’ll sneak into Blackmoon Castle! After such a long battle, the people there should be exhausted. As long as we control the upper echelons of the castle, we’ll be victorious.”
Audrey’s face was cold, and her voice was unquestionable.
Her idea was simple. Leonard would attract the other party’s attention while the rest would split up and sneak into the compound. It looked like Blackmoon Castle had a few platinum-tier elites. No matter their strength, they would not be able to stop so many people at the same time.
Furthermore, the astrologer was with them. If something were to go wrong, the astrologer would not sit by and watch.
“Leonard, why aren’t you taking action yet? Are you dissatisfied with my arrangements?”
When she saw that Leonard did not move, Audrey’s expression turned dangerous. Earth-yellow magical elements began to gather around her; it caused the air around her to become heavier.
“No, President. Why would I be dissatisfied? I’ll go now.”
Leonard’s expression was solemn as he walked toward Blackmoon Castle obediently. He looked as if he was ready to face death.
Well, he did feel unhappy, but there was nothing he could do about it. He was not Audrey’s match. She was a gold-tier mage, and she was skilled in two types of magic. One was dark-elemental magic, and the other was a variant of earth-elemental magic—gravity magic. If he agreed to Audrey’s request, he might die later. If he disagreed, then he would die right there and then.
“Lord Astrologer, is that arrangement alright?”
Audrey ignored Leonard; she turned to look at the astrologer.
“Yes, let’s do as you wish, Audrey.” The astrologer nodded and panted slightly.
He felt a little tired after that intense battle. It was an excellent time to let the juniors test if their opponent still had any strength left.
“Ron, you don’t have any objections, right? If not, please take action.” Even though it was a question, Audrey’s tone was more like an order.
“I understand.” Ron agreed unhappily. It seemed like Audrey wanted her subordinates to be cannon fodder with him. What a ruthless fellow! However, since the astrologer had spoken, what could he do? He could only accept the command.
After the tasks were assigned, Audrey and the remaining 30 mages from the Mage Guild followed behind the astrologer. They used their magic separately and approached Blackmoon Castle separately. Ron also ordered his guards to spread out; they broke through the compound from another direction.
Dozens of people spread out and looked for a suitable time and place to attack. Leonard, who was at the front, looked behind him with an increasingly bitter expression.
“It seems that I have been completely reduced to cannon fodder. I wonder if I can survive this?”
Even though the surroundings of Blackmoon Castle were riddled with holes, the castle was on the verge of collapse, and there were less than 30 guards still active, he felt a sense of danger in his heart. The closer he got to Blackmoon Castle, the stronger the feeling grew, especially when he saw the handsome youth who hovered above the castle.
Leonard swallowed his saliva subconsciously. He felt that the other party was looking at him as if he was prey. It was as if the young man was waiting for him to fall into his trap.
Watson looked at the older man who had walked about a hundred meters in front of Blackmoon Castle. He was in a gray robe, and a pointed hat sat on his head. His gray and white beard swayed gently under his chin, and he held a magic staff in his hand. He looked like a standard mage, and he looked very powerful.
Of course, that kind of power might seem significant to ordinary people, but to him, it could only be considered moderate.
“They sent only one person here; did they abandon him? How pitiful!”
Even though he sympathized with the man, Watson knew that he would not affect him much, so he did not pay any attention to that man. Instead, he focused his attention on the people behind the man.
“Other than the platinum-tier mage who had just fought with me, there is still one gold-tier mage, two silver-tier mages, and about 30 bronze-tier mages! One gold-tier warrior, three silver-tier warriors, and about 20 bronze-tier warriors. All of them are too far away to be dealt with in one go. Since that’s the case, let’s deal with the strong ones first.”
As Watson calculated, he suddenly noticed that the white-bearded old man who had walked to the vicinity of Blackmoon Castle; he had begun to chant a spell. It seemed to be a silver-tier spell.
“Fire elements wandering between heaven and earth, please obey my summons and condense into exploding flames! Silver-tier spell—Successive Exploding Fireballs!”
The old man chanted a spell and raised his staff to point at Watson. A string of massive fireballs immediately flew in Watson’s direction.
The fireballs were as big as washbasins, and the high temperature of hundreds of degrees burned through the air. Watson was puzzled.
What?
How did that person who looked like cannon fodder attack him? How did he dare?
He did not attack the man because he wanted his opponent to let their guard down, and he did not want to expose the fact that his chaotic elemental magic source had stored a large amount of energy. However, since he was attacked, it seemed like it was against the rule if he did not counter it.
Watson raised his right hand; he wanted to activate the chaotic-elemental magical source to eliminate the old man in front of him. However, he saw a scene that surprised him.
After the old man cast a spell, he did not even look at the result. He turned around and ran away as he shouted, “President Audrey, I have completed my mission! It seemed like the mysterious elite in Blackmoon Castle had depleted his energy; he did not even dodge my attack. Their knights and dragons seemed to have lost their strength as well. Come over here, quickly!”
It was as if a big question mark had appeared above Watson’s head. He was confused.
It was not only him, but it seemed like the Golden Flash and Emperor Cluck, who were resting by his feet, also raised their heads to look at the commotion. Their huge eyes were filled with confusion. Even the injured knights scratched their heads. It was true that they were injured, but why did that man say that they had lost their strength?
Where did that old man come from, and why did he spread such fake news?
The people from the Mage Guild were excited when they heard that. Two bronze-tier mages even deviated from their original direction. They no longer approached the Blackmoon Castle. Instead, they went to Watson and began to chant spells.
“The platinum-tier elite from the Blackmoon Castle is finished. Then, why are we still sneaking in? We can just kill him directly.”
They heard that President Audrey wanted Watson’s head, and she had offered a high price of 1,000 gold coins for it. It was an excellent opportunity that did not come often.
Soon, two bronze-tier fireballs went straight for Watson.
Watson lowered his raised hand and allowed the explosive fireballs to hit his body. He used the magical source of the chaotic-elemental to absorb them. Then, he looked at the person in front of him as if he was looking at a fool. It seemed like he did not need to make a move. He had a better idea of how to deal with the people in front of him.