Chapter 225


    Before nightfall, over two hundred thousand souls had all relocated to Stormcast, returning to their


    long-lost homes. That night, torches flickered to life throughout the ancient city, their small mes


    illuminating the ruins of their homnd. Though everything they once knew was gone, they were


    still alive, and with life, came hope.


    Helna and their kin took up residence in the hastily arranged courtyard of the Lord''s keep. Faced


    with the dpidated grandeur, they were filled with countless emotions, and their smiles were tinged


    with the trails of tears.


    The Rocke family bustled about warmly, keeping thempany. Both Helna and Korb were moved,


    grasping at their hands and repeating their thanks. After years of suffering, the warmth and aid of


    others felt like a distant memory now returned.


    "Lord vin, you called for me?" Lucan entered vin''s chamber.


    "Is everyone settled in?"


    "Mostly. The people of Golden Scorch have been a great help."


    "How are Helna and the others holding up?"


    "They''re anything but calm. Their ties to the old city, to the Mallister family, run too deep."


    vin stood by the window, observing the busy figures outside. “I may have found the culprit.”


    “What culprit?”


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    “The one from eight years ago.”


    “Who?!” Lucan’s eyes shed with a sudden fierceness, stepping forward involuntarily.


    “The Rocke family.”


    “What have you discovered? We can’t suspect them just because they seem overly enthusiastic.”


    “Trust me. You continue with your duties, and don’t draw attention. Assign Godfred and Grima tasks


    to safeguard Korb and Helna, but do it subtly.”


    The questions Dainis had pressed with her soul-siphoning sorcery still echoed in vin’s mind. Why


    were they interested? Why did they keep mentioning the magical treasure? The most likely


    possibility was that they were the culprits of the tragedy that happened in the past.


    vin had previously wondered why the culprits had vanished after obtaining the magical treasure,


    with Cobalt Strike searching in vain for so long. Now it dawned on him that it might’ve been the


    foolish Rocke family who had acquired the magical treasure but dared not use it, or didn''t know how


    to.


    Their inquiries were likely attempts to unearth more specific details from the past, to unlock the


    secrets of the magical treasure.


    Survivors from the Mallister family were scarce, and even fewer might’ve known the secrets of that


    time. Besides vin, only Korb and Helna were in the know.


    The Rocke family and Golden Scorch! Could it really be them?


    A cold glint appeared in vin’s eyes, and a murderous intent began to stir within him.


    “Lord vin, what should we do?” Lucan’s voice was low.


    “Do nothing for now; just pretend to cooperate. But remember, Dainis is adept at soul-siphoning. Do


    not be alone with her, and avoid her gaze.”


    “We do nothing? Isn’t that dangerous if it’s really them?”


    “They wouldn’t dare overstep. The matter involves Cobalt Strike. Should they expose themselves


    with rash action, they’d face utter ruin. Why else do you think they y at being so affable?”


    “Understood. I’ll make the arrangements.” Lucan departed, softly closing the door behind him. He


    turned to observe the Rocke family’s constantings and goings within the keep, clenching his


    fists. After eight years of toil, they had just returned and already stumbled upon a clue. “The Rocke


    family, you''ve underestimated us, underestimated the Lord vin. By the heavens, justice has


    finally shown itself!”


    vin remained silent for a long time, then let out a sigh. Whether it was the Rocke family or not,


    he''d soon have his confirmation.


    He closed the window,id out the Grand Arcanum of the de, the True Thunder, and arranged


    five pieces of Supermagical ore on the table. He was preparing to attempt a breakthrough to


    Advanced Mage.


    Every past attempt had been made with exhaustive effort, alwayscking either Combat Magic or


    power. This time, vin was fully prepared.


    The Grand Arcanum of the de could be studied for its third form. True Thunder was a Master


    Combat Magic rewarded by The sh of Eight Orders. With Shadowbringer also within him,


    perhaps another breakthrough could be researched. Plus, he also had Supermagical ore to aid him.


    vin was confident in this breakthrough to Advanced Mage.


    “Advanced Mage!” vin gripped the Dawnedge de and opened the Grand Arcanum of the


    de.


    “Grand Arcanum of the de, the third form—Enigma of the Ether Cloud!”


    The initially obscure words gradually became clear before his eyes, as if piercing through the fog to


    reveal a clear sky. Each word struck like a sword, piercing his eyes, and the sound of the sword


    rang like thunder, deafening to the ears.


    Cobalt Strike.


    Elder Connas, covered in blood and missing an arm, managed to flee back to Cobalt Strike. He


    encounteredpowerful Magi-Monsters along the way, and each encounter was a fierce battle. Hhe


    suspected someone had intentionally drawn the Magi-Monsters to him.


    Elder Connas was in a dire state and dared not enter through the main gate. He sneaked in through


    a secluded corner of the Organization and made his way to the Sacred Territory, where the Grand


    Elder was in seclusion.


    With his back to Connas, the Grand Elder''s hair fell like a cascade, tied casually with a silken


    ribbon. He listened quietly to Connas'' agonized tale.


    Bearing his pain, Elder Connas gasped weakly, "vin must have found allies. I strongly suspect


    Bloodlore!"


    "Reason?" the Grand Elder asked with a calm voice.