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Chapter 43: Danger at the Castle I

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

In the Castellan's mansion, Castellan Augustin, Baron Vingult, and the white-robed Wizard Jason were in a discussion.

"Wizard Jason, six aristocratic families in Blackwater City except for Wilson have arrived. Do we start now?" Augustin asked calmly.

Wizard Jason glanced at Augustin and Vingult without emotion. He said as he waved his hands, "What's the rush? I don't mind telling you now. The robbers who kept disturbing peace in Blackwater City are all from the church. With their attack, the knights of these nobles have gone out of the city to provide protection. Who else do they have in Blackwater City?"

"So, we should give them one more chance. If they're willing to return to God's embrace, then they're still the believers of God of Light! Master Castellan, it's time for you to appear."

Augustin's expression changed. Even if he had guessed that the robbers outside of Blackwater City were odd, they were truly people sent from the church, now that it was confirmed by Jason.

The church had prepared all of this!

"Wizard Jason, please rest assured. I'll talk to them clearly out there, but Wilson…"

Speaking of Wilson, Wizard Jason raised his head to look at Vingult. A cold smile formed on his lips as he said lightly, "Baron Vingult, I know of your contradiction with Wilson. Now, I'm giving you an opportunity to take revenge! Wilson should be dead by now. His territory will be destroyed as well. So, Wilson Castle should no longer exist. I'll leave this matter to you and will send two more Guardian Swordsmen to you. You should get your man to eliminate everyone in Wilson family!"

Elation bloomed in Vingult's heart. His expression turned ferocious as he said in a low pitch, "Wizard Jason, be at rest. Not a person of the Wilson family will exist in Blackwater City from now on!"

Then, Vingult walked out immediately. His heart was filled with elation. Fighting for so many years with Old Wilson, he had resented Wilson to his bone. Now he had the opportunity, why would he let it pass?

"Tirath, bring Vingult knights and the two Guardian Swordsmen Wizard Jason gave you and destroy Wilson Castle. I don't want to see anyone from Wilson family in Blackwater City in the future."

"Hehe, Father, please be at rest. Not a person in Wilson Castle can run away from this! However, such a shame this Merlin bastard has gone to Wilson's territory. Otherwise, I'll kill him myself!" Tirath was full of resent toward Merlin.

"Merlin can't survive going to Wilson's territory. He can only die with Wilson. Alright, go quickly. Until the matter is settled, the Vingult family will definitely welcome our most brilliant times!"

Then, Tirath brought two hundred knights and left the castellan's mansion.

Outside of Wilson Castle, two guards seemed listless. Both leaned against the door and exchanged words with one another, feeling bored.

Suddenly, an extremely luxurious-looking carriage came dashing forward from afar. Its speed was fast and the master of the carriage seemed flustered.

The guards immediately stood alert. They both knew the carriage. That was the carriage of Young Master Gutt who always stayed together with Young Master Merlin.

Soon, the luxurious carriage stopped in front of the castle. A fatty jumped off from the carriage and the guards quickly welcomed him. They said respectfully, "Young Master Gutt, if you're looking for Young Master Merlin, unfortunately, he has left Blackwater City two days ago. He went to Sir Baron's territory."

"To the territory?" Fatty Gutt frowned and seemed extremely anxious. He said in a low voice, "Quick, bring me to Young Lady Macy."

The guards knew Gutt was good friends with Merlin, so they did not stop him and brought him into the castle.

Macy was having breakfast when she heard footsteps. She raised her head to see Gutt and furrowed her eyebrows. She did not have a good impression of Gutt and Anson and had always thought they were bad influences on Merlin.

However, Gutt did not care about Macy's attitude. Instead, he approached Macy quickly and said in a rush, "Macy, leave Wilson Castle quickly. It's best if you can get out of the city. Go to Baron Wilson's territory and meet with Merlin."

"What's wrong? Gutt, what happened?" Macy put down the spoon and looked at Gutt.

The fatty saw Macy's unwillingness to leave and knew he could not convince her to leave immediately unless he explained the matter clearly. So, he could only cut the story short and said, "Trouble. The Church of Light has suddenly launched an attack. They've taken most of the cities in the Kingdom of Light like Grand City, Rute City and others under control. They are planning to overturn the Royal Family!"

"The Dougland family has business all over the Kingdom of Light, so our news came earlier than others. Blackwater City should be one of the church's aim, so even the city gate is closed this morning."

"You and the Wilson family are in most danger. Baron Wilson comes from the army and he swore loyalty to the Royal Family. The church will not let him go easily. Moreover, I heard that Castellan Augustin of Blackwater City and the Vingult family have sought refuge with the church. Seeing their issue with the Wilson family, they won't let Wilson Castle off."

Gutt told her every news he had received without thinking. He spoke too fast that he could not catch his breath. His face was red and he seemed exhausted.

Macy's face turned pale instantaneously. She took a step forward quickly. Shaking, she asked softly, "Gutt, then what about Father and Merlin? Are they in danger?"

Gutt caught his breath and shook his head. "No news has come to me about Baron Wilson and Merlin yet. The gate is closed now. No one is allowed to enter or exit. I also came to notify you hurriedly right after I received the news. The most important thing is your safety now. Even you can't go out of the city, you must not stay in Wilson Castle."

Gutt paused and bit his lips. His expressions kept changing as if he was making some decisions in his head.

After a long pause, he raised his head and said as he bit his lips, "No matter what, you can't stay in Wilson Castle any longer. Macy, five is the maximum. Five of you must leave Wilson Castle immediately in my carriage. I'll send you to a safe place. When the situation in Blackwater City becomes calmer, I'll think of a way to send you out of the city."

It could be seen that Gutt's move was extremely risky. Without caution, he would be involved in this matter as well.

Macy took a glance at the butler. At this time, she still needed the butler's decision.

The butler looked at red-faced Gutt and bowed deeply to him. "Thank you, Young Master Gutt. You're willing to take such a big risk to save us. Wilson family will forever remember your deed. Young Lady Macy, Young Master Gutt is right. We must leave the castle as soon as possible now."

Gutt nodded. "Alright. Get ready. I'll be waiting for you in the carriage."

The fatty turned around. When he was about to return to his carriage, a bunch of ferocious knights came directly toward Wilson Castle.

"It's not good. Tirath has brought his men here… It's finished. Even I can't get away with it now!" In an instant, Gutt's expression turned ashen and his eyes filled with terror.

Chapter 44: Danger at the Castle II

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

Tirath came with his men in great force. There were originally two hundred heavy armored knights at Wilson Castle but they were brought away by Prat. Other than the heavy armored knights, there were still some normal knights around but Merlin brought dozens of them away to the territory as well.

Thus, Wilson Castle's defense was almost at zero now. Only a few servants and knights were left. They could not stop Tirath at all.

"Kill them."

Tirath looked at the old castle, his gaze full of killing intent. He led hundreds of knights and crashed into Wilson Castle. Without saying a word, he raised his sword and slashed it on the guards and servants in the castle.

A moment later, the smell of blood filled the air. Even Macy and others who were in the hall could smell the thick bloody stench.

Macy's expression was sullen while Gutt was ashen. He murmured lowly, "I didn't imagine Tirath to be so ruthless. This is eliminating the Wilson family!"

"Young Lady Macy, Young Master Gutt, come with me quickly otherwise, Tirath will find us," the butler said in a deep voice. Now that Wilson Castle had no defending forces, if they did not hide now, they were only waiting to be killed by Tirath.

So, the butler brought Gutt, Macy, and Big-breasted Madam directly into Old Wilson's room and quickly triggered the switch.

"V-room."

An oval-shaped passage appeared in the room.

"Go in quickly. This is the basement built by Sir Baron when he took military fortress as a reference. Hiding in there is very safe. Tirath won't be able to find this in a while," the butler pressed on.

Macy was a little curious. She had lived for many years in Wilson Castle but she did not know there was such a secretive basement in it.

Gutt went into the passage first, followed by Macy, Big-breasted Madam, and the butler. After all of them had entered the passage, the butler lightly closed the entrance.

Wilson Castle had almost become a living hell. Blood was everywhere. Up to hundreds of servants had fallen under the swords of knights led by Tirath.

Tirath walked into the hall to see no one was in there.

"Search for me. Merlin's not in the castle but Macy surely is!" Tirath ordered his subordinates when Macy was not in sight. He knew immediately she had hidden.

Thus, the knights carefully searched Wilson Castle.

Merlin woke up from his sleep. He pulled the curtain open slightly and found the sky was already bright. There was a moist feeling in the air. Without him noticing, it was already morning.

"Moss, where are we now?" Merlin asked Moss.

Moss turned his head around lightly. He looked rather pale and his eyes were puffy red. He seemed extremely exhausted. Moss had followed the knight's unit, rushing through the night. Of course, he was exhausted now.

"Young Master Merlin, we'll probably reach Blackwater City in an hour," Moss said softly.

"In an hour?" Merlin frowned slightly. Today was the day the castellan had gathered all the nobles. If they were a step ahead of him and controlled the whole situation in Blackwater City, that would not end in a good way.

Merlin was more worried about the safety in Wilson Castle.

However, this was already their greatest speed. There was no use in getting anxious now. Merlin then stayed quietly in the carriage and checked the changes in his Awareness.

The Frost he had simulated in his Awareness yesterday had accumulated enough Ice Element after one night. According to Merlin's estimation, he could continuously cast three Frosts now.

"Three times. It's more than enough!"

Merlin understood clearly the effect of Frost. It was not an attack spell but simply a binding spell. It did not need to be cast for many times as long as its binding force was great enough.

In terms of attack, he still needed to rely on Fireball. Meanwhile, after months of preparation, the Magic Power in Fireball had increased tremendously. He could cast Fireball for near twenty times without stopping.

Moreover, he still had the Bell Pendant with him that could release eighteen Large Fireballs. This was also Merlin's most reliable trump card that he would not use easily.

In addition, after one night's rest, his Mind Power was basically recovered as well. Merlin was at his best condition right now.

"I hope Macy is alright…" Merlin murmured softly. Under his calm gaze, a hint of sharpness flashed by.

An hour later, he could already see the tall wall of Blackwater City. Looking from afar, there were archers gathered all over the walls while the city gate remained tightly closed.

"Not good. The church has moved!"

Old Wilson waved his hand. The darting knight's unit immediately halted. His stare was set upon Blackwater City silently. The gate which was supposed to be open by now remained close.

The city gate would be closed only during an emergency. Some changes must have occurred in Blackwater City by now.

Old Wilson raised his head to look at the people on the wall. Looking at their clothes, they should be from the City Defense Troop.

"Sir Baron, what should we do?"

General Prat also came to Old Wilson's side, staring at the closed gate. He seemed clueless as to what they should do as well.

"We're still one step late…"

Old Wilson shook his head helplessly. His original thought was to return to Blackwater City before the church had made its move. Maybe the gate had not been closed at that moment.

However, he was still one step late after all. The gate had been controlled by the church.

Old Wilson held his fist tight. His eyes were red and he was unsatisfied! However, the gate had been closed. If they did not have a large machine to attack the city, they could not break through the city gate at all.

'Unless there's a strong Spell Caster to blast the gate open with a spell!' Old Wilson jumped at the thought. He suddenly recalled the strong Spell Casters from the Kingdom of Blackmoon back in the "Slaughterhouse" where a terrifying spell fell upon them. Even the strongest fortress could be blast off in an instant, not to mention this gate.

"Quick, get Merlin." Old Wilson immediately remembered Merlin who was a Spell Caster.

Soon, Prat brought Merlin to Old Wilson's side. Old Wilson pointed to the gate and said in a low voice, "Merlin, can you blast the gate open? If you can't, then we can't enter the city and we can only retreat to our territory. I'm afraid Macy and the others will be in danger then…"

Old Wilson stared at Merlin with anticipation.

Merlin squinted his eyes and observed for a while. Then, he nodded lightly and said in a calm tone, "Let me try."

Merlin did not have full confidence that he could blast this sturdy gate open.

Chapter 45: Fierce Battle at Blackwater City I

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

Old Wilson found a few knights. They held shields in their hands as they protected Merlin while approaching the gate.

"Let's try it."

With only a thought, Merlin cast a fist-sized fireball instantly. This was only a normal Fireball. Merlin only wanted to test how sturdy this gate really was.

"Go!" Along with Merlin's yell, the fireball immediately flew toward the gate.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

The fireball crashed into the gate. Merlin did not cause the fireball to explode. Facing such a sturdy gate, the little fireball surely could not blast the gate off, so it could only burn a hole in the gate with its high heat.

However, this gate was exceptionally sturdy. Since the city gate was the last barrier to enter the city, its level of sturdiness was top notch.

Therefore, Merlin's Fireball only left a half-inch-deep hole in the gate, unable to burn through the gate.

"I can't do it in one go. Then, I'll do it in the second and third try!" Merlin did not give up.

Although the Fireball did not work earlier, it had an effect on the gate. As long as he continued to cast Fireball, he would definitely be able to burn a hole through it.

"Swish."

Another two fireballs flew toward the gate at an incredible speed. At the same place the first fireball had burnt, they began to melt the gate again. At that moment, the sturdy gate began to drip liquid iron.

"Psst…"

Finally, under the melting of two fireballs, a fist-sized hole was burnt through the gate. Merlin showed a hint of elation on his face. At this moment, since he had already cast three Fireballs, he could cast a Large Fireball now.

"Large Fireball!"

Merlin did not hesitate at all. A gigantic fireball appeared out of thin air. One look at it could induce terror in people's heart.

"Swoosh."

The large fireball darted toward the gate and flew directly at the small hole on the gate.

"Boom!"

The force of the Large Fireball was numerous times bigger than the normal Fireball. This explosion even released a terrifying power. Infinite heat rapidly spread through the sides along the hole. In a while, a huge hole of human's height was burnt through the strong gate.

Old Wilson was poised since the beginning. Seeing the gate had actually blasted open by Merlin, he was filled with elation and immediately raised his sword. He shouted, "In the name of knight's glory, charge!"

"In the name of knight's glory, charge!"

Two hundred heavy armored knights behind Old Wilson and six hundred normal knights yelled all at once. Their voice was filled with killing intent.

"V-room."

This was the sound of running knights. It was as if the mountain had crashed and the earth had split. The whole city gate seemed to tremble.

Old Wilson was riding in front. A thick flame appeared around him and his whole figure seemed to be engulfed in flames. He led a large number of knights and dashed through the hole into Blackwater City.

Soon, the gate was opened. The knight's unit led by Old Wilson defeated the City Defense Troop near the gate with overwhelming spirit. The knights of City Defense Troop might have some combat ability but they had no way to block the heavy armored knights led by Old Wilson.

Merlin followed behind the knight's unit. He was a little relieved that he had chosen Fireball as his first Spell Model back then. Otherwise, no matter if it was Frost or Whirlwind, he could not blast the gate open.

The battle at the gate soon came to a pause. Most of the knights from City Defense Troop had run away but Old Wilson did not chase after them. Instead, he approached Merlin and said in a serious tone, "Merlin, I'm letting Prat follow you. Bring three hundred knights to Wilson Castle and save Macy and the others. I'll lead the rest to Castellan's Mansion and kill Augustin."

Old Wilson would not let Augustin who colluded with the church go easily. He had to lead the heavy armored knights to attack castellan's mansion.

Merlin thought for a bit, then shook his head. "Father, I'll only bring one hundred knights. You're going to Castellan's Mansion where it's heavily guarded. Augustin's knights from the City Defense Troop must be there."

Old Wilson thought about it before agreeing to that. Then, he led seven hundred knights and rushed to Castellan's Mansion.

"Uncle Prat, let the knights get ready for battle. It's possible we may get into trouble." A hint of seriousness flashed in Merlin's eyes.

In Wilson Castle, up to hundreds of servants had been killed. Regardless of whether they were men, women, the elderly or children, they had not escaped death. Many bodies laid around randomly on the floor. The bloody stench spread throughout the place that even someone from afar could smell it.

At this moment, Tirath was sitting on a chair in the castle. He frowned and had a dark look on him because he had only found servants after searching the entire Wilson Castle. Macy and the others could not be found at all.

"Could it be that they ran away?" Tirath doubted. He then ordered his subordinate to bring a servant to him. He asked the trembling servant who kneeled on the ground, "Where's Macy?"

The servant looked at Tirath and replied cautiously, "I really don't know where Young Lady Macy is."

"Don't know?" Tirath stood up and raised the sword. Without hesitation, he pierced the servant's chest in one slash.

"Bring the next one."

Tirath showed a cruel smile, then let his subordinate to bring another maid. This maid was truly horrified, seeing many bodies on the floor. Without waiting for Tirath to ask, she stuttered, "I saw the butler bringing Young Lady Macy and the others to Sir Baron's room."

"Good. Lead the way!"

Tirath immediately stood up and let the maid lead the way.

Soon, Tirath was in Baron Old Wilson's room. He looked around and smiled coldly. "They must be hiding in this room. Search!"

Immediately, numerous knights came into Old Wilson's room and began to search all over the place.

At the same time, Macy and the rest who were waiting in the basement had all come near the entrance of the basement. They leaned close to the wall and could hear faint footsteps on the other side of the wall.

Macy and the butler exchanged a glance. Macy even unsheathed her sword without a sound. She took a deep breath as she held the sword. She had finished the preparation for battle.

Among them, the only one with combat ability was Macy. Even though Old Wilson's gear was secretive, Tirath had brought many people to search for them and they would soon find it. At that time, they could only die to try to escape!

"Butler, if Tirath found the door later, I'll block him. Bring mother and Gutt out of Wilson Castle," Macy said in a low voice.

At this moment, she was a little depressed. If she had become an Elemental Swordsman, she would still have a slim chance to survive. At least she could cover for the butler to bring her mother and Gutt to escape.

However, once they were found by Tirath, they had almost no hope to survive!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the whole ground of Wilson Castle trembled slightly. The dust on the wall peeled off and fell all over the ground.

"What's going on?" Tirath raised his head with a slightly changed expression. His gaze shot right out of Wilson Castle.

Chapter 46: Fierce Battle at Blackwater City II

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

Merlin was not adept at riding horses, so he sat in the carriage. He pulled the curtain open and stared forward directly. Wilson Castle could already be seen from far away.

Suddenly, a thick smell of blood hit him as the cold wind blew. Merlin's expression changed and immediately jumped off the carriage. He said to Prat, "Uncle Prat, let's stop first!"

At this time, the bloody stench had obviously hit Prat as well. His expression turned grim.

"This direction. It's Wilson Castle!"

After identifying the direction where the stench was coming from, Merlin could not wait any longer. He dashed forward and arrived before Wilson Castle in one breath. At his current position, he could see many horrifying bodies lying around in the castle. They were the servants and guards whom he was very familiar with in Wilson Castle.

"D*mn it!" Merlin cursed. With Prat, he strode into the castle.

"Hmm? Merlin, you weren't dead. You even came back?" Tirath brought his men out of the castle quickly and met Merlin.

Both sides had drawn their swords. The atmosphere was tense.

"Tirath! Where's Macy?" Merlin's face was grim. He scanned the bodies on the ground and did not find Macy's.

Tirath did not answer. Instead, he showed a hint of excitement. He quickly pointed to Merlin as he said to the white-robed men who wore silver armor beside him, "Two Guardian Swordsmen, he's Wilson's son!"

These two white-robed men were the Guardian Swordsmen sent by Wizard Jason. They exchanged a glance and howled in a deep voice, "Kill him!"

At once, the Guardian Swordsman emitted white light. They were surprisingly two First-level Light Swordsmen. They came aiming at Merlin directly.

Upon seeing the horrible sight of bodies around Wilson Castle, Merlin was already boiling with a killing intent. His eyes stared deadly at Tirath without even sparing a glance at the Guardian Swordsmen.

"Get out of my way!" Merlin took a big stride toward Tirath.

Since he had practiced the posture of the mysterious relief sculpture, his physical attribute was not any less compared to a First-level Elemental Swordsman, possibly even stronger. Thus, his speed was remarkable. A few steps already covered a few meters distance.

The Guardian Swordsmen showed a hint of surprise. They could feel that Merlin was not an Elemental Swordsman, but his physical attribute had gone beyond their imagination.

However, the next event surprised them even more. Merlin curled his hands and two fist-sized flames appeared suddenly in his hands.

"Swoosh."

Merlin pointed with his finger and the fireballs flashed slightly and made strokes of shadows in the air. At incredible speed, they headed straight toward the Guardian Swordsmen.

"Not good. It's the spell of evil heretic!"

The Guardian Swordsmen were still considered knowledgeable. They immediately recognized the fireballs released by Merlin was a spell, but they were already too late in dodging the fireballs.

Along with the growth of Merlin's Mind Power, he had gradually mastered the control of Fireball. His fireball could come and go like a shadow as he pleased. Once Fireball had been cast, even a Third-level Elemental Swordsman could not dodge it. Then, how could two First-level Elemental Swordsmen dodge it?

"Bang! Bang!"

Two fireballs landed a solid crash on the Guardian Swordsmen's chest. Their light armor could not defend them against the terrifying heat from the fireballs.

Thus, a bloody hole was burnt through their chests by the fireball. The Light Element within them immediately disappeared while their bodies fell onto the ground heavily.

This happened in the blink of an eye. Two strong Guardian Swordsmen had died while Merlin's figure did not even pause and continued to dash toward Tirath.

Tirath was already dumbfounded. It was the knights beside him, albeit scared, bravely blocked in front of him and prepared to protect Tirath.

As for these knights who were not even Elemental Swordsmen, Merlin did not bother to waste his Magic Power. He attacked the knights beside Tirath with his punch which was like the wind.

Merlin's physical attribute was near to the best of a First-level Elemental Swordsman. Naturally, it was easy to defeat the knights.

"Sh*t!" There was no one beside to protect Tirath now. Merlin's gaze set upon Tirath.

"Tirath, where's Macy?" Merlin approached Tirath step by step as he asked in a cold tone. At the same time, a fireball emitting horrifying heat appeared out of thin air in front of him and floated silently in the air.

Looking at this fireball, Tirath's face turned pale and stared at Merlin in fear. He did not know what he should do now.

When Merlin wanted to grab Tirath and questioned him, many knights suddenly came into the castle, yelling as they charged toward Merlin.

Tirath had brought two hundred knights. In number, it was more than the number of knights Merlin had brought. However, he did not care at all. Looking at the charging knights, a cold hint of killing intent flashed in his gaze.

"Explode!"

Merlin pointed at the few knights in front and the floating fireball quickly flew forward. It then exploded according to Merlin's Mind Power.

The fist-like fireball released a strong impact. The knights who were closest to it were directly blown off and they fell to the ground, their armors crumbled completely.

Meanwhile, the knights who were further away were burnt by the remaining flames after the fireball had exploded. All of them laid on the ground and howled in pain.

At the same time, Prat also pulled out his sword. With a loud howl, he led one hundred knights and dashed toward Tirath's knights. Even though they were less in number, their spirit was high. Moreover, they were supported by Merlin's Fireball. In great force, they defeated Tirath's knights, leaving them with many casualties. Only a small number of people ran away from Wilson Castle.

In Wilson Castle, it was covered with bodies of Tirath's knights and servants of the castle. Many bodies were mixed together, transforming the whole Wilson Castle into a living hell.

"Young Master Merlin!"

Prat walked forward in large stride. His armor had already turned bright red. His face stained with blood as well. It was not known whether the blood was from Prat or his enemy.

"Have you found her?"

"Young Master Merlin, I've looked all over the place. Young Lady Macy, the butler and Madam's bodies are not found throughout the castle." Prat smiled.

As long as they did not find the bodies, that proved Macy and others were still alive.

Tirath was lying on the ground at this moment. His expression was ashen because he had become Merlin's captive.

Merlin looked at Tirath, flashing a cold smile at him. He turned around and said to Prat, "Uncle Prat, I'll leave Tirath with you."

"Hehe. Be at rest, Young Master Merlin. One hundred and forty-eight lives of Wilson Castle. I'll collect that debt from him."

Tirath's blood-stained face also flashed a gruesome smile.

Merlin did not care about Tirath anymore. He headed straight toward Old Wilson's room. In his heart, he had already guessed the place where Macy and others were hiding at.

"Why isn't there any sound?" Macy who was still hiding in the basement asked softly. She had heard the footsteps out there earlier but all of them had disappeared suddenly.

The butler thought for a while before saying, "Young Lady Macy, we should wait a little longer. Maybe some changes have occurred and they have left temporarily. We should not be rash. Staying here is the safest."

Macy nodded too. The heart that had jumped to her throat had gradually relaxed as well.

"Ka-chak."

Right at this moment, the entrance of the basement before Macy opened slowly.

"Not good. We're found!"

Macy took a deep breath, then raised her sword up high. She would fight for their lives.

A figure slowly walked into the passage. Macy did not hesitate any longer. When the passage was opened, her sword also slashed toward the figure fiercely.

Chapter 47: Fierce Battle at Blackwater City III

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

In Castellan's Mansion, six nobles entered the hall one after another.

Castellan Augustine and Baron Vingult were already waiting in the hall. Seeing the six of them, Augustin immediately stood up. "Everyone, please have a seat. Today I've invited everyone here to discuss an important matter of Blackwater City."

"Are you talking about the issue of the robbers, Sir Castellan? We don't know where those robbers are coming from. They appear suddenly and attack our territory. We've already sent our knights to protect the territory. There won't be any large problem at the moment," Baron Parman said.

Baron Vingult who was beside him squinted his eyes and glanced sideways at Baron Parman. A cold killing intent flashed in his gaze. Back then, he had asked in name of Tirath for Baron Parman's daughter, Avril's hands. In the end, Baron Parman decided to let Avril to be engaged to Merlin. On top of that, he did that while most of the noble families in Blackwater City were in attendance. Baron Vingult hated Baron Parman and Old Wilson to their bones.

"Hehe. Baron Parman, the Castellan didn't gather everyone here to discuss the robber issue today." Vingult laughed coldly in high pitch.

Baron Parman's expression changed. Then, he looked at Castellan Augustin and asked in a low voice, "Sir Castellan, you didn't gather us here to talk about how we can deal with the robbers?"

Castellan Augustin seemed cold and detached. He shot a glance at Vingult, seemingly unsatisfied with Vingult's interruption. However, he still spoke slowly, "No, I didn't gather everyone here to discuss the robber issue."

After a pause, Augustin continued his talk but Baron Parman stood up suddenly. He said coldly, "Since it's not about the robbers, then I shall first take my leave. I still have some matters to attend to in the territory!"

Baron Parman's expression was grim and he turned around to leave.

However, when he reached the door, he was immediately blocked by a few knights from the City Defense Troop. Their swords gave off a chilly gleam.

Not only Baron Parman, even the other nobles' expression changed slightly. In terms of status, they were all barons and were equal to Augustin, only that Augustin was the castellan, so he had a larger influence in the city.

Now that he had stopped Baron Parman from leaving forcefully, this was already considered a serious challenge.

"Augustin, what do you mean by this?" Baron Parmen asked loudly in anger.

Augustin's expression was dark. At this time, Baron Vingult stood up and said coldly, "Sir Castellan, since it's inconvenient for you to say it, let me do the work. Actually, it's simple. Sir Castellan and I have already returned to the embrace of God and became members of the church. The church will follow the will of the God of Light and replace the Royal Family to become the Kingdom's master. Now, it's your turn to choose!"

Baron Vingult's words were overwhelming. Baron Parman and the others still could not believe it, so they turned their gazes to Castellan Augustin.

"Augustin, is Vingult speaking the truth? You've gone to the church?" Baron Parman questioned him in a strict tone.

Augustin's gaze toward Vingult showed a slight hint of regret but he was clear that he had to accomplish what Wizard Jason had mentioned if he wanted to strengthen his future social standing in Blackwater City.

Thinking of this, Augustin could only nod and said lightly, "The Church of Light will follow God's will and replace the Royal Family. This is already a fact. You may not have received the news yet, but most parts of the Kingdom are already under the control of the church. So, you should make your choice. Wizard Jason is now in Castellan's Mansion. He said that if you're willing to return to the embrace of God, then he won't mind your previous mistakes and will allow you to become a member of the church."

As Augustin finished his words, up to hundreds of City Defense Troop knights rushed in and flooded the hall and stared at Baron Parman and others with hostility.

Many nobles had fallen silent.

After a while, Baron Parman suddenly pulled out his sword and laughed sardonically. "Augustin, don't forget about the ones who have bestowed your baron title to Augustin family."

Augustin's expression darkened and said with a cold smile, "Baron Parman, the Augustin family's ancestors have fought for the baron title in battle. It wasn't bestowed by anyone."

Baron Vingult stared at Baron Parman darkly and said, "Baron Parman, are you still thinking Wilson will come to save your day? Hehe. I don't mind telling you now. The robbers who attack the towns around Blackwater City are disguised by the Guardian Swordsmen of the church. I'm afraid Wilson, whom you have placed hope on, will never come back again!"

"Wilson… Is he really dead?"

Baron Parman seemed a little sad. He was very close to Old Wilson and their relationship was like brothers. Knowing Wilson's grievous news, he could not help but felt a sense of melancholy.

"Everyone, it's time for you to make your choice!"

Augustin's expression darkened. Suddenly, the City Defense Troop knights around them appeared more murderous than before.

"Do we have a choice?" After a long while, a noble asked helplessly. He put down his sword willingly.

Augustin felt a tinge of happiness. Suddenly, when he was about to say something, the whole ground seemed to tremble lightly. He could faintly hear a series of shouts coming from outside of Castellan's Mansion.

"In the name of knight's glory, charge!"

"In the name of knight's glory, charge!"

…

The shouts became clearer in time and were filled with an austere atmosphere.

"It's Wilson. Wilson is here!"

Hearing the shouts, Baron Parman immediately became worked up. This slogan was too familiar to him. Every time this slogan was shouted, it indicated the arrival of Wilson and his heavy armored knights.

"Not good. It's Wilson's heavy armored knights!"

Augustin and Baron Vingult exchanged a glance, both expressing shock. They had heard directly from Wizard Jason that Wilson had died in his territory. However, it was obviously Wilson who had led his heavy armored knights to attack Castellan's Mansion right now.

Only the nobles of Blackwater City knew deeply how terrifying the heavy armored knights of Wilson was. Even up to thousands of City Defense Troop knights, they still could not defend against Wilson's heavy armored knights.

"Quick. Notify Wizard Jason!"

Augustin thought of Wizard Jason in the first hour and immediately prepared to walk to the back.

"Bang!"

The door in the hall was smashed to pieces by a strong force. A muscular man who wore black armor directly came crashing into the hall. His whole body was engulfed in flames. Drops of red blood were dripping from his sword. A violent aura filled his entire being.

The man was Old Wilson. He crashed into the hall and scanned the crowd. After seeing Augustin, Baron Vingult, Baron Parman and others, he flashed a smile on him.

"It seems I'm not too late…"

Old Wilson's voice was a little hoarse as he held his sword and strode forward.

Chapter 48: Too Weak

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

In Wilson Castle, Macy was watching the entrance of the basement as the door opened. Right at that instant, she used up all her strength to slash the sword at the figure standing outside the door.

The speed of the sword was fast but the figure was even quicker. He got hold of Macy's arm instantly.

"Macy, it's me!"

The familiar voice and figure stunned Macy for a while. Instead, it was fatty Gutt, with mixed emotions, said in an exaggerated way, "Merlin? Haha. I didn't think it was you. If you don't come any sooner, I'm afraid we can't get out of this mess… Right, where's Tirath?"

Gutt looked around but he did not see any of Tirath's men. He thought it was odd. He saw with his own eyes that Tirath had led hundreds of knights into the castle.

"Gutt, why are you here?" Merlin stared at Gutt with an odd expression.

The butler came forward and explained, "Young Master Merlin, it's all thanks to Young Master Gutt this time. If he didn't risk his life to alert us of the danger, we would already be dead by now."

Merlin stared at Gutt from top to bottom seriously this time and said earnestly, "Gutt, I'm thankful that you've alerted Macy."

At this time, alerting the people at Wilson Castle came with a great risk. Once he was found, he would be tied down with the whole Dougland family.

Fatty Gutt rubbed his hands and shook his head quickly. He said with an awkward smile, "Actually, it's not much. You're my friend. How can I not help you? However, in the end, I didn't get to do much as well…"

Until now, Gutt was still terrified. Not only he did not help much, he almost brought himself right into this mess.

Macy had also recovered from her shock and looked at Merlin from top to bottom. Only after she found that Merlin was not injured, she sighed in relief and asked in a soft voice, "Merlin, did you come back with Father? Where is he?"

Merlin told her the current situation, "Father has gone to Castellan's Mansion while Uncle Prat and I brought our men to the castle. We found that you're not among the bodies in the castle, so I guessed you must be in the basement."

At this point, footsteps could be heard coming from outside. General Prat came in hurriedly and said to Merlin, "Young Master Merlin, the enemy in the castle have been eliminated. Only a small number of knights have run away. It may not be safe here. We should go to the gate and wait for Sir Baron."

General Prat was stained with blood. His beautiful, silvery-white armor was now painted with blood. His whole being smelled of a stinking blood stench that induced fear in others.

"Hmm… Merlin, has Tirath run away?" Gutt asked in doubt.

"Hehe. How can Tirath run away? He is caught by Young Master Merlin and I ended his life with my own hands just now!" Prat showed a cruel smile. It could be seen that he must have used a cruel method to torture Tirath in all ways before letting him die.

"Merlin caught him?" Gutt stared at Merlin with an odd expression. He only realized that Merlin seemed different than before. His eyes revealed a sort of confidence all the time.

"Let's leave first. Go to the gate and meet Father!" Merlin did not want to explain much on this question, so he brought them out of Wilson Castle.

However, just when he reached the hall, Macy, Gutt, and others saw the bodies on the floor. The thick blood stench had even caused Macy to go pale. The fatty could still take it but when he saw Tirath's body, he could not endure it anymore. He threw up in terror.

Tirath's body laid on the ground with a contorted expression. Anyone could see that he had gone through horrible torture when he was still alive.

Merlin took a glance at Prat, while the latter simply sneered. Prat did not think there was anything wrong with this. When he was with Old Wilson at the "Slaughterhouse", he had watched scenes which were hundred times crueler than this.

Merlin and the rest did not waste any time and left the castle. Many knights were waiting outside for them. Merlin scanned the crowd and realized that he only had around sixty knights with him. During his fight with Tirath, albeit Merlin's spells were at their advantage, he had still lost nearly forty knights.

Upon thinking about this, Merlin could not help but worry about Old Wilson. The security at Castellan's Mansion would be way tighter than this. Up to thousands of City Defense Troop knights were all stationed around Castellan's Mansion. Even if Old Wilson's heavy armored knights were incredible, they would still sustain a lot of damage.

"Quickly, to the city gate."

Merlin immediately brought the remaining knights to the city gate.

After sending Macy, Big-breasted Madam, and the butler into the carriage, Merlin turned around and said to Prat, "Uncle Prat, you stay here and protect Macy and Madam. I'm a little worried about Father's situation, so I want to go to Castellan's Mansion immediately."

Prat thought about it for a while. When he recalled Merlin's identity as a Spell Caster, he thought Merlin's safety should be guaranteed so, he nodded. "Young Master Merlin, please be at ease. I'll definitely protect Young Lady and Madam!"

Merlin did not know how to ride a horse, so he asked a knight to bring him to Castellan's Mansion. When he was about to leave, Macy popped her head out of the carriage and said hurriedly to him, "Merlin, what use do you have by going there? Father is protected by the heavy armored knights. He must be fine. You'll only cause trouble for Father if you go."

"Cause trouble?" Merlin looked strangely at Macy, only realizing that Macy and the others did not know of his identity as a Spell Caster. Thus, his mouth quirked into a smile as he pointed to the city gate nonchalantly.

"Boom!"

A fireball crashed onto the city gate. A hole was burnt through the gate which was already crumbling in the first place.

Then, ignoring Macy's shock, Merlin let his knight bring him to Castellan's Mansion.

"This…"

Macy and Gutt stared at the huge hole on the thick-walled gate, wide-mouthed. They could not utter a word for a long while.

In Castellan's Mansion, Old Wilson strode toward Augustin step by step. The aura around his whole being pressed onto everyone like a heavy rock.

"Imposing Aura… Are you coming close to become a Third-level Elemental Swordsman?" Augustin asked with a bitter smile after he felt Old Wilson's shapeless imposing air.

Only Third-level Elemental Swordsman and above could possibly understand "Aura" and use the Element's "Aura" to suppress his enemy.

"Wilson! What's going to happen even if you return today? The church will replace the Royal Family. It's what the current situation is heading to. Returning here today only will give your life away! Augustin, you don't have to be courteous. We're both Second-level Elemental Swordsmen. Why should we be afraid of him?"

Baron Vingult quickly unsheathed his sword and his whole body emitted an earthy yellow light. This was the light of Earth Element. He was a Second-level Earth Swordsman.

Earth Swordsman specialized in defense. It would take a large amount of effort for a Third-level Elemental Swordsman to defeat a Second-level Earth Swordsman.

Thus, Baron Vingult was not afraid of Old Wilson. He held his sword with both hands and blocked right in front of Old Wilson.

Old Wilson was covered in flames. After seeing Baron Vingult, a hint of mock flashed across his eyes.

"Flame Cleave!" Old Wilson moved. An undecorated sword slashed right at Baron Vingult straight from top to down as Baron Vingult prepared himself. The earthy yellow on him was already at its thickest.

"Bang!"

Vingult stared at Old Wilson in disbelief. In just one swing, Old Wilson had blasted him off. He fell on the ground.

He had no chance to strike back at all! Baron Vingult and Old Wilson had fought for numerous years. It was his first time feeling so hopeless like now.

"You're too weak… Vingult, you're not worthy of becoming my opponent!"

Old Wilson simply spared a glance at Baron Vingult who was on the floor now. Then, without minding him, Old Wilson turned his gaze to the castellan.

Augustin was his opponent!

Chapter 49: Battle of Spell Casters I

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

Old Wilson placed his gaze on Augustin.

Augustin also raised his head as he sensed Old Wilson's violent aura. He took a glance at Baron Vingult indifferently, then showed a dejected expression. He said in a low voice, "Wilson, I'm not your opponent."

Augustin was very clear that Old Wilson could injure Vingult who specialized in defense badly with one hit. Augustin could not do it because he was far behind Old Wilson.

Right at this time, sounds of footsteps could be heard from the outside. Some knights rushed in rapidly. They were the knights brought by Old Wilson. Other heavy armored knights were still fighting with the knights from City Defense Troop.

A knight approached Old Wilson's side quickly and said, "Sir Baron, more and more knights from City Defense Troop have gathered outside. We should leave as soon as possible."

Old Wilson understood well that Castellan's Mansion was not a place to stay long, but before that, he would not let Augustin go easily.

"Augustin, you collude with the church, trying to put me to death! Now, I'm giving you a chance. Pick up your sword and fight with me in a proper match. Defeat me, then I'll spare your life!" Old Wilson said.

Augustin and he had always been said as the strongest people in Blackwater City but they had never fought in a match before. However, Old Wilson had absolute confidence in himself.

Augustin took a glance at Old Wilson and said coldly, "Wilson, if you don't leave now, you may never leave again!"

"Haha. Augustin, who can stop me? You? Or your City Defense Troop?" Old Wilson's aura gradually increased and indistinctly suppressed Augustin. His sword also shown a sharp flame.

"Pick up your sword, Augustin!"

Standing in front of Augustin, Old Wilson's muscular body was just like a large piece of shadow hovering over Augustin. Old Wilson did not hesitate at all. He swung his sword and slashed at his opponent.

Furious flame rubbed against the air, causing a sizzling sound. The move was horrendous.

Augustin seemed a little pale. He had to move so he quickly picked up his sword and raging flame burst out of his sword. Just like Old Wilson, he was a Fire Swordsman.

"Bang!"

Both who was named the strongest in Blackwater City back then had now engaged in a battle. The ferocious flames intertwined and dispersed directly.

Meanwhile, Augustin took a few steps back. His sword was, in fact, covered with cracks and could not stand any hit anymore.

Old Wilson remained unmoved. The outcome had been decided!

"Augustin, you're also too weak… Back in those years, you're filled with boundless enthusiasm. In these years, you've put aside your cultivation for the position of castellan. You've disappointed me!" Old Wilson shook his head and was greatly disappointed.

In those times, Augustin and he were named the strongest people in Blackwater City, both equal in power. However, ten years had gone by. Augustin was no way stronger than Old Wilson.

"Die!"

Old Wilson had no plan to let Augustin go. He raised his sword up high and the flame on the sword burnt even more ferociously, emitting scorching heat. The knights around him all felt the heat.

Augustin could not block this hit no matter how!

The sword slashed toward Augustin quickly and the aura suppressed him. This castellan who used to be in high spirits did not even have the courage to raise his sword now. He simply closed his eyes in silence, waiting for the moment of death to arrive!

"Bang!"

A dull noise was heard. Old Wilson's expression changed slightly. His sword had not killed Augustin. Instead, a bright, white light had blocked in front of Augustin.

It was this light that had caused Old Wilson to take a few steps back. The heavy, black armor he wore also let out a creaking noise. Apparently, the impact of the force was too great.

"Who is it?"

Old Wilson looked in front in an alert. Behind Augustin, a middle-aged man had appeared since some time ago. He wore a white robe that had silver crossed swords sewn on it.

"Wizard Jason!" Augustin saw the white-robed man and was elated. He had almost forgotten that Wizard Jason from the church was around.

Augustin did not know Wizard Jason well. He only knew slightly that Wizard Jason was a person who had a special power and could easily defeat an Elemental Swordsman.

Even the evil heretic that appeared in Blackwater City back then could not win against Wizard Jason.

Thus, as soon as Wizard Jason had arrived, Augustin was extremely excited as if he had caught hold of a life-saving straw.

"A Wizard from the Inquisitor?" Old Wilson's tone sounded serious.

He saw the silvery crossed swords on Wizard Jason's white robe. He was rather familiar with this logo. When he was in the "Slaughterhouse", he saw many people in the same sort of clothes. They were all Wizards from the most mysterious Inquisitor in Church of Light.

The Wizards of the church were the ones who could fight the strong Spell Casters from the Kingdom of Blackmoon! The white light earlier should be the spell cast by Wizard Jason.

"Baron Wilson, you're the one who has survived the 'Slaughterhouse'. You should be aware of how strong we, the church, are. Put down your weapon. If you have a sincere heart and believe in the God of Light willingly, then you're still a God's child!" Wizard Jason's expression was calm. His whole being was filled with a friendly aura, causing others to feel that he was extremely kind and sincere.

"God will not instigate you to commit these foolish acts!"

Old Wilson raised his sword again and his aura became even stronger. The raging flames appeared as if they were about to blast through the critical point. Old Wilson had already reached the peak of Second-level Fire Swordsman and could possibly go into Third-level any time.

Wizard Jason shook his head slightly. With his indifferent tone, he said calmly, "Wilson, your soul has fallen. If you oppose God, your soul may never be at rest!"

After saying that, Wizard Jason reached out his pale hands and thick, white light was emitted from his body. He chanted softly.

"Swoosh."

Bundles of light crashed toward Old Wilson at an incredible speed. Old Wilson was not able to attend to everything at all. Moreover, these white bundles had a strong impact. Every time they hit Old Wilson's black armor, the armor with great defensive ability would let out creaking noises.

This indicated that even the strong armor could not stand Wizard Jason's spell attack and would break anytime. Once the armor crumbled, Old Wilson had no way of blocking Wizard Jason's strong spell no matter how excellent his physical attribute was.

Only in an instant, Old Wilson who had an advantage earlier was in a dangerous situation now. After Wizard Jason had appeared, the situation had quickly gone dire.

Chapter 50: Battle of Spell Casters II

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

It was very quiet in the street near Castellan's Mansion in Blackwater City. Usually, this place would be very crowded.

However, sometimes some people would stick their heads out of their house and look at the direction of Castellan's Mansion. They were observing the situation. The yelling sounds that came from Castellan's Mansion and the bloody stench spread in the air had halted them from going out.

Suddenly, a horse dashed past them. Looking at its direction, it was heading toward Castellan's Mansion.

On the horse were Merlin and the young knight, Yaguez.

"Yaguez, are you afraid?" Merlin suddenly asked the young knight.

Yaguez's face was bright red from the cold but his gaze faintly highlighted his determination. He shook his head. "Young Master Merlin, to be honest, in the territory, I was scared when I faced so many robbers. However, after looking at Sir Baron and his heavy armored knights, I suddenly became fearless. With Sir Baron and the invincible heavy armored knights around, we'll always win!"

Merlin smiled. This young knight had been deeply "captured" by the heavy armored knights. He now only wished to join them and become one of them.

"You'll become one of the heavy armored knights and even a great knight in the future!"

Merlin could see the courage, determination, and persistence from this young knight's eyes. If he lived this time, he would become someone great.

The young knight rode very quickly. They could already see Castellan's Mansion from far away.

"Young Master Merlin, it seems like Sir Baron has already moved. The City Defense Troop cannot defend against the heavy armored knights!" The young knight saw the bodies lying around by the roadside. They were all the knights from City Defense Troop and rarely would they see the bodies of heavy armored knights led by Old Wilson.

Merlin had to exclaim in his heart. Old Wilson had proven himself to be a strong soldier who survived the "Slaughterhouse". The heavy armored knights he trained, albeit only two hundred of them, had won numerous times under Old Wilson's command. No matter if they were dealing with the Guardian Swordsmen of the church who were disguised as robbers in the territory or attacking the City Defense Troop at Castellan's Mansion, the heavy armored knights had always gotten the better of the situation.

"Follow the direction of these bodies," Merlin said in a low voice. He knew that these bodies must be killed by the heavy armored knights. Following the direction of these bodies would surely get him to Old Wilson.

Merlin and the young knight kept dashing toward Castellan's Mansion. Gradually, the bodies on the ground increased. They could faintly hear the killing sound.

"Young Master Merlin, look at that. It's the heavy armored knights but they seem to be trapped!" Yaguez yelled loudly and Merlin also raised his head. He saw many knights from City Defense Troop gathered in front of the castle. They formed a large circle and had encircled the heavy armored knights led by Old Wilson.

"Get in there. Father must be in there!"

Looking at this situation, Merlin became worried about Old Wilson's situation.

The young knight did not care about anything else. He simply controlled his horse and ran toward the encirclement.

In the hall, Old Wilson was in imminent danger. The white light in Wizard Jason's hands appeared one after another. Like Zero-level spells, Wizard Jason could cast this spell continuously for many times without wasting a lot of Magic Power.

However, even if it was a Zero-level spell, it was not something Old Wilson could defend against.

"Ka-chak."

Finally, after receiving the attack for more than ten times, Old Wilson's armor finally could no longer withstand the attack. Cracks began to appear on the armor. Just like spider webs, the cracks spread out in an instant. Finally, the whole armor crumbled to the ground into pieces.

Old Wilson was pale as he took a few steps back. He glared in an alert at Wizard Jason.

After seeing that Old Wilson's armor had crumbled, Wizard Jason showed a smile on his face. He said in a low voice, "It's the end!"

"Swoosh."

Three bundles of white light were shot directly at Old Wilson at an incredible speed. Without the protection of the armor, if any light was to hit Old Wilson, the strong impact would be enough to kill him.

"Come!" Old Wilson seemed slightly ferocious. With a yell, the clothes he had on him all seemed to burst open due to the flexing of his muscle, showing his extremely strong body.

Old Wilson was near two meters in height. Now that his muscle was flexed, his whole being had become taller than two meters. Also, he was surrounded by a sort of raging air, expressed strongly in the flames of his sword which burnt furiously. The air even became distorted due to the intense burning.

Old Wilson was fighting with his life now, displaying his strongest force! His horrifying physical attributes and his elemental force that had almost broken through to Third-level were comparable to Angus, the Elemental Swordsman who was near to Fourth-level in the territory.

However, Old Wilson did not hold any hope when he faced Wizard Jason's fierce spell attack.

"Explode!"

Suddenly, a fist-like fireball flew into the hall, leaving smoke in the air. Following an indifferent voice outside of the door, the fireball exploded.

The scorching fireball spread throughout the hall and the terrifying explosion had directly destroyed Wizard Jason's spell. The three bundles of white light were immediately engulfed in the fire.

The sudden change had caused everyone to be in shock and at a loss. However, Old Wilson seemed to have guessed what was happening and he immediately stepped backward, his eyes staring outside of the hall.

As expected, a familiar figure slowly appeared in the hall.

"Merlin!" Old Wilson took a deep breath and yelled with mixed emotion. His tone was full of happiness after surviving a disaster. If Merlin was late by a little, he was afraid he had already been killed.

"Hmm?" Wizard Jason squinted his eyes. When he had a clear look at Merlin's face, he could not maintain his calm expression anymore. He almost yelled in surprise, "It's you?"

Wizard Jason had obviously recognized Merlin. After Wizard Jason had killed old man Etha, he had checked Merlin with his own spell, but he did not find anything odd.

However, the Fireball that Merlin cast had clearly indicated his identity as a Spell Caster. This had caused Wizard Jason, the one who had checked Merlin himself, to take on a ghastly expression.

"Wizard Jason, we've met again!" Merlin was a little surprised as well. He did not think he would meet Wizard Jason once again.

During Wizard Jason's battle with old man Etha, he had realized the strength of a Spell Caster, so he had a deep impression about Wizard Jason.

Now, Merlin had become a Spell Caster himself who was even stronger than old man Etha. Merlin was not the same as before when he met Wizard Jason again. His stare toward Wizard Jason had also revealed his great confidence.

The Spell Casters simply stared at each other in silence. The atmosphere was tense as the battle would be triggered at any moment!

Chapter 51: Battle of Spell Casters III

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

"Kill him."

Without saying anything further, both moved.

"Swoosh."

Wizard Jason's white robe moved without the presence of wind. Bundles of holy light were shot from his hands as if they were raindrops and five pillars of light flew out in the blink of an eye.

These five pillars of light were the Zero-level spell Holy Light Bolt released by Wizard Jason. Every Holy Light Bolt had immense strength. Even Old Wilson's specially tailored armor could not defend against Holy Light Bolt's multiple attacks.

Merlin also refused to admit being inferior. His Mind Power suddenly stimulated the Fireball's Spell Model in his Awareness. Suddenly, five fist-like fireballs floated beside him.

"Go!"

Merlin's fingers simply pointed and the fireballs directly clashed into Wizard Jason's Holy Light Bolt. In red and white, both Zero-level spells began to clash.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The clashing sounds resembled the rumbling of thunder, causing everyone in the hall to temporarily lose their hearing.

The terrifying thing was the flame and holy light that dispersed in all direction after the clash of spells. They had destroyed everything they met directly, almost as if they could do it easily.

In a short while, the whole hall was in a mess. Wooden debris was scattered all around the floor, and even the bluestone bricks had turned charred black.

"Go. We can't stay here any longer!" Old Wilson said in a deep voice and waved his hands and brought his knights out from the hall quickly.

Augustin, Vingult, and others were the same. They had quickly gone out of the hall. If they were slightly touched by the remaining force of the spells, they would have to pay a heavy price.

In the blink of an eye, the whole hall had been vacated. Only Merlin and Wizard Jason were still facing each other.

"Your spell is even stronger than the evil heretic!"

Wizard Jason had an aghast expression. Merlin and he had only tested each other earlier. Through the clash earlier, Wizard Jason found that Merlin's Magic Power was greatly powerful. It was even about the same as old man Etha back then, so he was extremely shocked by this fact.

"Wizard Jason, where's your First-level spell? If you don't cast your First-level spell now, I'm afraid you don't have the chance to do so anymore!" Merlin appeared calm. He knew Wizard Jason was a true First-level spell Caster! Old man Etha had died from Wizard Jason's First-level spell back then.

Thus, Merlin was very cautious against Wizard Jason's First-level spell.

"First-level spell? heretic, even a Zero-level spell is enough to deal with you!"

Wizard Jason shot him a haughty look. A thicker white light began to emit from his body. This was a sight that Light Element was rapidly gathering in him.

Merlin's expression changed. As a First-level spell Caster, Wizard Jason was obviously stronger than Merlin in terms of recovery speed of Magic Power and Mind Power. If it was a duel that would exhaust Magic Power like this, Merlin would be at a disadvantage.

Therefore, Merlin naturally wanted to finish the battle as quickly as possible.

"Frost!" Merlin suddenly cast Frost, the second spell he had grasped recently!

"Ka-chak, ka-chak."

Almost as soon as Merlin's voice dropped, a chilly wind directly engulfed Wizard Jason. Ice crystals instantaneously appeared on Wizard Jason's body, completely freezing his lower half body.

This sort of Binding-type spell, albeit not strong in power, had a strong binding ability. Merlin even cast Frost three times to secure the bind on Wizard Jason.

Three Frosts were already the limit Merlin had of casting normal Frost. Of course, after three Frosts, Merlin still had a chance of casting a Large Frost.

However, in the current situation, three Frosts were enough to bind Wizard Spell. He did not need to waste his precious Large Frost.

After binding Wizard Jason, Merlin pointed at Wizard Jason with both hands and performed his strongest spell.

"Large Fireball!"

"Voom!"

A gigantic fireball appeared out of nowhere, emitting scorching heat as if distorting the air.

Merlin had almost cast Frost and Large Fireball at once, so Wizard Jason had changed his expression as soon as he realized he was bound.

"Explode!"

Merlin showed a slight smile. Wizard Jason did not even have the chance to cast his First-level spell. The body of a Spell Caster was usually weaker, only slightly stronger than Normies.

Facing the Large Fireball which was way stronger than the normal Zero-level spell, Wizard Jason had no way of blocking it.

"Boom!"

The gigantic fireball exploded. Terrifying flame engulfed Wizard Jason's body. The whole hall was filled with ferocious flame. The inside of the gigantic fireball released by the Large Fireball was not stable to begin with, so its impact could cover about ten meters in radius once exploded.

Even Merlin had to retreat from the hall hurriedly. A scorching fiery air came straight at him and almost pushed him out of the hall.

"Ka-chak."

Cracks that resembled spider webs began to appear on the sturdy white walls in the hall. They were formed from the direct impact of the explosion of Merlin's Large Fireball.

Everyone was gawking at the hall with a wide mouth. That furiously burning flame was like the flame of a death god. Everyone felt a chill down their spine looking at it.

"Too strong… Evil heretic? Having similar strength with the church's Wizard. He's simply too strong!"

Castellan Augustin sneaked a glance at Merlin. The strength Merlin and Wizard Jason showed had gone far beyond his understanding. With such terrifying strength, even thousands of knights could not stop Merlin alone.

The flame in the hall slowly disappeared. Merlin who had just heaved a sigh of relief had changed his expression suddenly.

Others might not be able to see the situation in the hall but Merlin's Mind Power could see it clearly. He could faintly sense that the Light Element was still gathering rapidly in the hall.

"Hu…"

A gust of chilly wind blew from outside the castle, blowing away the dust in the hall. A figure stood before everyone's sight once again.

"Not dead?"

The dust had already dissipated in the hall, so everyone could clearly see Wizard Jason. The ice crystals on him were already gone since long ago. The crazy explosion just now seemed to have no effect on Wizard Jason at all. Even his white robe did not have a speck of dust on it.

Chapter 52: Battle of Spell Casters IV

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

Wizard Jason did not die. Instead, he strode out of the hall step by step, glaring deadly at Merlin with a dark expression.

Merlin was also observing Wizard Jason. He noticed that a translucent light shield had surrounded Wizard Jason's body. It kept absorbing Light Element from the outside.

"Spell Scroll? On top of that, it far exceeds First-level spell!" Merlin murmured in a low voice. He could sense that translucent light shield on Wizard Jason was also a spell. Moreover, it was a high-level spell. It was not something Wizard Jason could cast.

The only explanation for this was that Wizard Jason had a Spell Scroll on him. When Merlin had surprised him by casting Frost and Large Fireball, Wizard Jason felt that he was threatened, thus he took out the scroll and initiated the spell in the scroll.

After Wizard Jason strode out of the hall, he seemed to have heard Merlin's murmur. He showed a hint of a smile as he said, "That's right. I have a Spell Scroll with me. The spell in the scroll is a purely Defensive-type Second-level spell, Holy Light Ring. Lowly heretic, your plan did not work on me. Now it's your turn. Receive your judgment!"

Merlin squinted his eyes. A thick white light appeared from Wizard Jason's body. The raging Light Element was gathering, causing a sense of danger in Merlin's heart.

He knew Wizard Jason was about to cast his First-level spell!

"Holy Light Adjudication!" as expected, Wizard Jason shouted while holding his palms together, as if he was praying.

As soon as his voice dropped, pillars of white light quickly formed and blotted out the sky. Glimmering white light seemed to have covered up the sun in the sky.

This was the First-level spell that had crushed all of old man Etha's hope!

The spell had not formed itself completely. Merlin had already felt a large pressure on him. There was no wind before but along with the release of the spell "Holy Light Adjudication", gusts of wind came straight at him, almost causing Merlin unable to open his eyes.

"First-level spell? Come at me!" Merlin yelled. His Mind Power stimulated the Spell Model in his Awareness in a frenzy.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh."

Balls of fire kept flying out of Merlin's hands, trying to stop the large piece of white light but to no avail. Numerous fireballs were drowned by the white light, vanished forever.

In Merlin's mind, he thought of the scene where old man Etha had cast Fireball to burn himself into ashes.

Maybe that showed how hopeless old man Etha was when he faced "Holy Light Adjudication"!

"Large Fireball!" Merlin yelled and cast Fireball in a frenzy. When the grey frame had turned red, he cast Large Fireball without hesitation.

The gigantic fireball appeared once more, but this time, Merlin was using Large Fireball to block Wizard Jason's First-level spell!

"Boom!"

The gigantic fireball exploded again and the violent impact had caused "Holy Light Adjudication" to halt a little.

Merlin's Fireball could be cast to nearly twenty times continuously. In such a life-and-death situation, he could not mind other things anymore. He simply cast Fireball without stopping. Regardless of normal Fireball or Large Fireball, he shot them at Wizard Jason crazily.

Outside of the castle, many nobles and knights were staring at the large piece of white screen in the sky and Merlin's raindrops-like Fireball. They all seemed slightly pale. No matter if it was Wizard Jason's spell or Merlin's spell, it was not something any of them could defend against.

Those were two forces with chasm-like differences. They had shaken everyone's heart!

"Merlin, hang on!" Old Wilson held his palm together. His muscular chest was heaving up and down, showing how nervous he was on the inside.

'Young Master Merlin, please hang on!' Young Yaguez was also rooting for Merlin in his heart.

Everyone knew that the battle of two strong Spell Casters had entered its most crucial stage!

"Boom!"

Finally, white light was ferociously blasted upon Merlin's body like heavy hammers. The endless flames burning in the air were blocking the impact of holy light on Merlin.

Merlin felt an overwhelming brute force was pressed on his chest, then an unbearable pain exploded in his chest.

"Ka-chak."

His bone was broken. Merlin finally could not hold on any longer. His body was blasted backward and fell to the ground.

"Hehe. I've blocked it still. What about First-level spell, huh?"

Merlin who fell to the ground supported himself with one hand and stood up in difficulty. Some of his ribs were broken by the great force, causing him a burning pain.

However, Merlin did not die. He had blocked Wizard Jason's First-level spell. Even old man Etha had not achieved this.

Wizard Jason squinted his eyes. After seeing Merlin had stood up in shivers, his expression was calm and indifferent when he said, "Cunning heretic, you're very lucky. You didn't die but you won't be so lucky next time!"

Wizard Jason planned to cast "Holy Light Adjudication" once again.

Merlin pressed the area where his ribs had broken lightly with his hands. This could lighten his pain slightly. The reason he did not die was that, other than the Large Fireball had blocked a part of the impact of "Holy Light Adjudication", Merlin had a physical attribute that was comparable to a First-level Elemental Swordsman.

Strong physical attributes had allowed Merlin to bear a part of the shock given off by "Holy Light Adjudication".

"Hehe. Wizard Jason, you have no more chance. Everything is over!"

Merlin looked at Wizard Jason who was about to cast a spell. His gaze faintly revealed a sign of madness.

"Large Frost!" Merlin shouted. Almost exhausting the last Magic Power in the Frost's Spell Model, he had cast a Large Frost.

"Ka-chak, ka-chak."

The effect of Large Frost was far greater than a normal Frost. Its binding ability was also remarkable. Even if Wizard Jason was prepared for that, he was still bound and would not be able to get out of it in a short amount of time.

However, Wizard Jason did not panic at all. He looked at the translucent light shield beside him. Since he was very confident with Second-level spell, Holy Light Ring, he simply sneered. "Hmph. Lowly heretic, stop the useless struggle. 'Holy Light Ring' is not something you can defeat."

"Is it? 'Holy Light Ring' is the Second-level spell?"

Merlin's mouth suddenly quirked into a strange smile. In front of his chest, an ancient-looking pendant had appeared since some time ago.

"Let's see if it can block ten Large Fireballs."

After he said that, Merlin's Mind Power immediately initiated Bell Pendant. In an instant, ten gigantic fireballs that emitted terrifying, scorching heat flew toward Wizard Jason.

Chapter 53: Departure I

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

Ten gigantic fireballs flew toward Wizard Jason in the blink of an eye. Even with the protection of "Holy Light Ring", Wizard Jason's expression changed greatly.

Merlin was a little pale. His Mind Power was greatly exhausted. For a feat like that, he had already exhausted half of his Mind Power. With his current Mind Power, controlling ten gigantic fireballs was nonetheless putting too much on his plate.

However, these gigantic fireballs did not need Merlin's control much. After the fireballs had flown behind Wizard Jason, he only needed to detonate the unstable fireballs directly with his Mind Power.

"V-room."

The fireballs exploded and endless flames drowned Wizard Jason's body instantly. The flicking flame hissed around, sweeping small rocks and dust from the ground and formed a mushroom-shaped flame in the air.

The knights and nobles took a few steps back. They stared in horror at the raging, terrifying flame.

Even for Merlin, it was his first-time casting ten Large Fireballs, so he could not predict how terrifying its effect would be.

However, Merlin would not let down his guard, so he stared in an alert at the center of the explosion.

"Hu…"

A gust of wind blew away all the dust. Merlin was pale, one of his hands pressed lightly on his injured stomach. His chest was heaving rapidly. It was easy to see how seriously exhausted his Mind Power was after casting ten Large Fireballs from Bell Pendant at once. If he did not have an excellent physical attribute, he could not have held on any longer and fell on the ground by now.

At the center of the explosion earlier, Wizard Jason's figure appeared. However, the "Holy Light Ring" which surrounded Wizard Jason had completely disappeared. His white robe had been turned into ashes.

Meanwhile, Wizard Jason had been charred. He fell on the ground and his face was beyond recognition.

"Finally dead…" Merlin smiled. Just when he felt relieved, he could not hang on any longer and lost consciousness.

Augustin's eyes were bright red. His whole being was giving out a scary aura. He seemed just like a beast that had human flesh. Thus, even though this was the perfect timing to kill Merlin, Augustin and the injured Baron Vingult did not dare to make any rash move.

"Merlin!"

Old Wilson approached Merlin and lightly held him up. Merlin had not lost his consciousness completely at this moment. It was just that the damage on his Mind Power was too great, so he temporarily passed out.

"Father, don't worry. Uncle Prat is waiting at the city gate. We should leave Blackwater City quickly," Merlin said between large mouthfuls of breaths. He was not sure if the church had only sent Jason. If there were other Wizards, Merlin could not cast the spell in his current situation even if Bell Pendant still had eight Large Fireballs left.

Therefore, they must depart from Blackwater City immediately.

Old Wilson nodded and helped Merlin up. Then, his gaze lightly scanned Castellan Augustin and Vingult. Besides them, many City Defense Troop knights had gathered. Even if Old Wilson had his strong heavy armored knights, it was still impossible to kill them in a short amount of time.

If they stayed any longer in Blackwater City, they would be in more danger!

"Let's go!" Old Wilson ordered. Many heavy armored knights quickly dashed out of Castellan's Mansion. Augustin and Vingult did not stop them this time.

Along with Old Wilson, some nobles also left the place quickly. There were still some nobles who decided to stay after thinking for a long time.

After all, they could not give up their family's business in Blackwater City, so they were prepared to surrender to the church.

"Augustin, you're just letting Wilson go like that?" injured Baron Vingult questioned Augustin loudly while standing up in difficulty.

"Swish."

Augustin stared at Vingult sharply with a cold aura surrounding him.

"Baron Vingult, you're too ambitious… Wilson should have killed you just now! However, I can help Wilson one more time…"

Augustin let out a sneer then he raised his sword.

"What are you doing?"

Vingult's expression changed and took a few steps backward in a struggle.

"Die!"

Scorching flames burst out from Augustin's sword and slashed toward Vingult. Since Baron Vingult was heavily injured, he could not make any effective block at all.

"Tsk."

The ferocious flame gulped Baron Vingult's body.

When the sword was pulled out, it was still tainted with red blood. Augustin shot his gaze at the other nobles. With his eyes squinted, he said calmly, "You saw it just now. Baron Vingult and Wizard Jason are killed by the Wilson father and son!"

The nobles all exchanged glances and nodded all at once.

At the city gate, Merlin was placed lightly into the carriage by Old Wilson. Old Wilson's gaze was very gentle. Only when he was treating Merlin, Old Wilson would have such gentle gaze.

In the carriage were also Macy and Big-breasted Madam.

Macy and the others immediately panicked when they saw Merlin's weak situation.

Old Wilson also asked in a heavy tone, "Merlin, how are you doing?"

Merlin struggled to sit up and leaned against the carriage. He shook his head slightly. "Father, I'm fine. We must leave Blackwater City as soon as possible. We can't waste any minute!" Merlin reminded Old Wilson again that it was dangerous to stay in Blackwater City. They must leave now.

Old Wilson nodded, then he said to Big-breasted Madam and Macy, "Merlin is injured. You take care of him."

After that, he jumped off the carriage and began to gather his knights. He was preparing to leave Blackwater City.

"Merlin, you're leaving Blackwater City?" Fatty Gutt's voice rang outside the carriage.

Merlin quickly called Macy to pull the curtain open. After seeing Gutt, Merlin nodded, "Gutt, we must leave Blackwater City. The Kingdom of Light no longer exists now. You can come with me and leave Blackwater City, maybe even leave the Kingdom of Light!"

Merlin truly wanted to help Gutt. If Gutt was willing to do so, he would bring Gutt together.

Hearing Merlin's words, Gutt shook his head slightly, "I don't have to leave. No matter who's the one in control of the kingdom, they won't be able to survive without businessman. So, I'll be fine."

Gutt clearly knew that with his status, he should not be in any danger in Blackwater City.

Both did not say anything further. The air fell into silence.

Old Wilson had gathered the knights. He had lost thirty heavy armored knights, so he was left with one hundred and seventy of them. He also had lost more normal knights. There were only five hundred knights under Old Wilson's command now.

Along with Old Wilson's order, the unit began to depart from Blackwater City.

Merlin kept looking out of the carriage. Gutt's figure became smaller gradually until it was completely out of Merlin's sight.

"Merlin, will we be able to return to this place?" Macy suddenly asked after a long silence.

"Yes, we'll definitely return to this place!" Merlin took a deep breath. As he stared at the faraway Blackwater City, his tone was full of determination.

Chapter 54: Departure II

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

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.

"Ka-chak."

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.

Chapter 55: Departure III

Translator: J_Squared Editor: J_Squared

In the dark night, the sounds of horses' neighs became clearer as time passed. Just from the sound, there were at least a few hundreds of knights.

Old Wilson was already outside the castle. Many knights had lit their torches to light up a hundred meters away from the castle but they still did not have a clear view of the knights in front of them.

"Line up. Prepare for battle!"

Old Wilson unsheathed his sword and jumped onto a black warhorse. He glared in front with flashing eyes. Once he confirmed that the knights were from the church, Old Wilson would not hesitate to lead nearly five hundred knights and charge forward.

Soon, the noises became nearer and clearer as it was utterly quiet outside the castle. Only the breathing sounds of the warhorses could be heard at times.

Merlin stood against the chilly wind and held his coat tighter around him. His Mind Power slowly extended forward to observe the uninvited guests in the dark.

"Haha. Wilson, it's me, Parman!"

From far away, a roaring laughter came through the night. The nervous Old Wilson was finally relieved when he heard this voice.

"Baron Parman, I thought it's the church. Why have you come to my territory?"

As the knights approached them, Old Wilson finally had a clear look at the crowd. It was surprisingly one of the rare nobles of Blackwater City, Baron Parman, who was Old Wilson's good friend.

Baron Parman wore a black armor and held a sword in his hands. He looked exhausted and seemed to have gone through a harsh journey.

"Wilson, the influence of the Church of Light is great. I'm afraid the whole Kingdom of Light will be under its control in the future. I don't want to serve the church, so I've come to discuss with you. Haha. I've brought all members of the Parman family to seek refuge with you, Wilson. You mustn't say no!"

As expected, behind Baron Parman, there were many carriages carrying ladies and madams in the Parman family.

"Let's talk when we get in."

Old Wilson took a glance at the team behind Baron Parman. Just from this, he had a basic judgment of what he would do. There were at least seven hundred knights with Baron Parman. Even though their combat ability was less than the heavy armored knights, they were a substantial combat force.

Both entered a wide hall and Baron Parman immediately recognized Merlin. He nodded slightly and had a satisfied expression.

"Merlin, come and meet Baron Parman!" Old Wilson said to Merlin.

Merlin went forward and performed a standard noble's etiquette to Baron Parman. Then, he retreated to one side. Meanwhile, Baron Parman was observing Merlin from top to bottom as he nodded and said, "Good job. I saw Merlin's performance today. Spell Caster, huh… Wilson, can you still recall how we felt when we first saw the Spell Casters from the Kingdom of Blackmoon back then?"

Baron Parman had participated in the war against eastern heretics during that time. However, he had quickly returned to Blackwater City and inherited the baron's family title. Even though he had spent a short time in battle, Baron Parman had also seen the strong Spell Casters of the Kingdom of Blackmoon destroying completely a tough military fortress as easily as breathing.

Those indescribable power left a deep impression on Baron Parman!

Thus, those who had participated in the war against the east would not take the word "heretic" mentioned by the church seriously. From their point of view, the so-called "heretics" were only Normies who had obtained stronger power than others. The Kingdom of Light had this sort of power as well, but it was controlled by the church. Normies had no chance of meeting these special people at all.

After Baron Parman finished observing Merlin, his expression turned grim. He said in a heavy tone, "Wilson, what's your plan now?"

Old Wilson hesitated for a while, then shot a gaze at Merlin. He said softly, "Merlin and I were discussing it earlier. We've made a primary decision. That is to go east and into the Kingdom of Blackmoon!"

Hearing these words, Baron Parman, in fact, showed a hint of elation. "Good. Wilson, that's what I thought too. We can only go east… Your heavy armored knights are very tough. From here to the Kingdom of Blackmoon, the journey is harsh. If you meet a large number of robbers during the journey, your heavy armored knights and the knights of Parman family that I brought should be sufficient to ensure our safety to the Kingdom of Blackmoon!"

Old Wilson nodded. Joined by Baron Parman, albeit their speed would be slowed down, he would be able to organize a unit of one thousand and five hundred knights from their tough armed forces.

With many knights around, even if they meet robbers during their journey, they would still be safe.

Finally, Old Wilson had made his decision and agreed to Merlin's suggestion. They would go east into the Kingdom of Blackmoon.

With that decision, Old Wilson quickly put his mind into action. The migration of the whole family must not be taken lightly. Some things must be brought with them, so they would need a few hours' time to prepare even if they were doing it at lightning speed.

"Merlin," Baron Parman called him out with a smile. After a long journey, Baron Parman was obviously exhausted, but as soon as he had arrived in Old Wilson's territory, he had relaxed his nerves. Although he was still tired, he was still clear-headed.

Baron Parman came in front of Merlin and said, "Merlin, I haven't seen you in a few months. I can't believe your change is so great… Right, you haven't seen Avril for a few months as well. She's right in the carriage. Let me call her and you two have a good talk together."

Merlin paused slightly. When Baron Parman mentioned "Avril", a familiar memory popped up in his mind.

"Avril? Fiancée?" Merlin suddenly took on an odd expression.

…

Light City was the capital of the Kingdom of Light. The extravagant Palace and the Church of Light Headquarters all sat in Light City.

However, the booming Light City which was usually surrounded by a cacophony of noise had now become an ocean of blood. In every street, large or small, intense fights had broken out.

"Charise, the Royal Family is finished. Its influence is gone… Bring your little brother and leave Light City. Out of the city, I've prepared two thousand knights for you. They'll protect you during your journey. Go. Go as far as you can to preserve the bloodline of the Royal Family."

In the darkness, the prince of the Kingdom of Light, Frederick, exhorted two teenagers of around seventeen years old softly. His tone was filled with helplessness.

The princess of the Royal Family named Charise quickly said, "Uncle Frederick, aren't you coming with us?"

Prince Frederick took a glance at the dark sky and shook his head. "No, I'm not. Otherwise, none of us can leave… Right, take this ring. Remember, take care of it! It's a shame that both you and Benin don't have the Spell Caster Quality. Otherwise, with this ring, you can go to the Dark Magic Region in the Kingdom of Blackmoon and become a Spell Caster's apprentice…"

Frederick seemed to care about this ring deeply. He handed it to Charise with much reluctance.

"Quickly, go. Don't think of revenge. If any of your later generations has the Spell Caster Quality, pass this ring to him and ask him to go to the Dark Magic Region. Only when he goes there, he'll become a great Spell Caster…"

After saying that, Prince Frederick waved his hands and indicated the guards beside him to bring Charise away.

"Boom!"

Just when Charise and the others left Light City, a terrifying white light exploded. The bright light almost engulfed the entire Light City.

"Uncle Frederick…" Charise mumbled softly. Holding both her hands tight, she wiped the tears off her face and turned around. She followed the guards and quickly disappeared into the night.