Chapter 289
"vin, long time no see." Marak let out augh, but his smile andplexion were cold. He could
never forget the humiliation at the Springs of Serenity, nor could he forget the beating he received
from vin. He had also been sternly reprimanded by his father and confined for two months.
Seeing vin again today reignited the murderous intent in his heart.
vin looked at him for a moment, then let out a faintugh. "Ah, Lord Marak, still among the
living?"
"Don''t get so cocky! You''re standing before someone from the Capital’s Blessed Citadel!" Marak
lifted his chin slightly.
vin nced coldly at him for a moment before bowing in greeting to the Blessed Citadel party.
"Lord of Stormcast, vin, wees you all."
"vin, Shadowlord''s Messenger," a youth revealed his striking face as he pushed back his cloak,
his thin lips curling into a hint of a smile. "A pleasure indeed."
"I''ve heard about your splendid fight at The sh of Eight Orders. People in the Capital are talking
about you."
"You tter me. The sh of Eight Orders was a thrill from start to finish."
"You''re now an Advanced Mage?" The Citadel Protégés could sense vin''s aura.
vin nodded without further exnation.
"We are headed to Watchful Shore to investigate Antis. We hope to rest at your estate on our
way. Would that be alright?"
"An honor for Stormcast, please!" vin gestured weingly.
"We appreciate your hospitality." The Blessed Citadel party, riding majestic lions, crossed the
drawbridge into the ancient city.
Marak gave vin a meaningful, cold smirk as he passed by with his head held high.
"Lord vin, I have a bad feeling about this. Ill-intentioned visitors, I fear," Godfred warned in a low
voice.
"Keep an eye on our people. Without mymand, no one moves," vin instructed as he
followed the party into the city.
The bustling streets were lively with people who had just finished breakfast and were taking their
tools to various parts of the city for construction, a primary task of the town. The sight of such a
procession entering the city caused surprise among the citizens, who stopped and curiously gazed
at them, whispering to each other.
The golden lions, proud and disdainful of these mere mortals, carried Citadel Protégés, who looked
down at the dpidated ancient city with a scoff. The Nortnds truly lived up to its wild reputation.
The ancient city seemed grand from afar, yet up close, it was as simple as a vige.
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One of the Citadel Protégés asked, "Lord vin, Stormcast is adjacent to Cloudveil Woods. You
must have heard about what happened in Watchful Shore?"
vin, riding a Golden Horned Horse alongside them, replied, "I''ve heard, and I even went to look.
Just returned a few days ago."
"Did you find anything? I hear it''s a treasure trove."
"The scene was chaotic, with mercenaries and Magi-Monsters bloodthirsty for loot. I was lucky to
find a few treasures, but they were stolen from me in a blink."
"That''s quite unfortunate. How much do you know about the Antis matter?"
vin cautiously responded, "That''s for the Eight Orders and the Five Lords to investigate. I''m just
a humble lord. I don''t have the privilege of understanding such things."
"But I''ve heard that Cobalt Strike has been investigating Antis for many years, and it''s somehow
connected to your Mallister family, isn''t it?" The youth nced at vin.
Marakughed at this, giving vin a provocative look.
Unperturbed, vin calmly replied, "That was many years ago. My parents passed away, and the
city suffered. We''ve barely redeemed our lives and wish to avoid further danger."
"If I may be so bold, Lord vin, what stroke of fate allowed you to rise from servant to a name that
resounds throughout the Nortnds?" The youth seemed amiable with his smile, but his words
were far from polite.
"A personal secret, not to be shared."
But the youth persisted, "The sh of Eight Orders'' top five are said to represent the strongest new
talents of the Nortnds. I wonder if we might have the pleasure of learning from you, Lord vin?"
At these words, the young men and women of the party looked up at vin, their eyes gleaming
with interest. They were Citadel Protégés, the strongest of the Royal Realm''s new generation.
Rarely did the heir of any power pique their interest, but The sh of Eight Orders was an
exception.
Even though Minds looked down upon the four domains, it had to admit that among them, the
Nortnds were the most chaotic and strongest. The Royal Realm established five great Lords in
the Nortnds, none of which managed to suppress the rising tide of the Eight Orders. On the
contrary, they often faced setbacks. Over the years, while other realms had their strongest forces
and overlords, only the Nortnds saw the Eight Orders and Five Lordspeting for power.
The rise of the Nortnds had caught the attention of many powerhouses in the Blessed Citadel,
who kept a close watch year-round.