Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 120 Asawa Ceremony

"This is the power of the Soul-Devouring Crystal." Stamo's voice rang out in Torres's ears, a hint of fanaticism. "It has devoured countless souls. Now, the power of these souls will be yours. You will gain power beyond that of mortals, but the price is... you will be forever bound by the resentment of these souls."

A flicker of struggle flashed in Torres's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by resentment. He murmured softly, "As long as it's revenge... I'm willing to accept it..."

As the power of the Soul-Devouring Crystal was completely integrated into Torres' body, his body began to undergo strange changes.

His skin turned as pale as paper, and his eyes flashed with a dark light that seemed to devour all light.

His fingers became long and sharp, and his nails gleamed coldly like blades.

Stamo nodded in satisfaction and waved for the black-robed men to retreat. He walked over to Torres and whispered, "Now, you are no longer the outcast from your family. You are a member of the Wizard Council and a vital part of our plan."

Torres slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with coldness and murderous intent: "Tell me, what should I do?"

The corners of Stamo's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sinister smile. "Your first mission is to return to the West and find Alan Wilk. He is the biggest obstacle to our plan and must be eliminated."

Hearing Robin's name, Torres' eyes flashed with crazy hatred. He whispered, "Robin... I will make him pay the price."

At the same time, Robin stood on the high tower of the academy, looking at the distant sky.

He felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if some danger was approaching.

The night wind blew across his cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness, but a fire ignited in his heart.

"Torres... Wizard Council... What are you going to do next?" Robin whispered to himself, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

This time, because of Toros, the advantage of public opinion was maximized, causing the Knight Academy's dissatisfaction with the Wizard Council to reach its highest point. Many knight students who were originally recruited by the Wizard Council made it clear that they would no longer collude with the Wizard Council.

As for whether there is anyone secretly colluding with the Wizard Council, it is unknown.

At least on the surface, the political correctness of the Knight Academy can be guaranteed.

At this moment, Audis' figure quietly appeared beside Robin.

The old cat's eyes were filled with a hint of solemnity as he whispered, "Robin, the Wizard Council has begun to act. They have used the newly created Soul Devouring Crystal to grant Torres powerful powers. You must be careful."

Robin nodded, a firm look in his eyes: "I understand."

In the secret base of the Wizard Council, Stamo stood on a high platform, overlooking the black-robed figure below. His voice was deep and majestic: "Our plan has entered a critical stage. The power of the Soul-Eating Crystal will open the door to eternity for us. And Torres will become a key piece in our plan."

A man in a black robe stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Lord Stamo, what should we do if Torres cannot complete the mission?"

The corners of Stamo's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a sneer. "If he fails, it will only prove that he is unworthy of possessing the power of the Soul Devouring Crystal. In any case, our plan will not be affected."

The night of Minerva City is lit up by bright lights, and the whole city seems to be covered with a golden coat.

The streets were lined with colorful flags and lanterns, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue and cheerful music.

The triennial Asawa Festival is in full swing, commemorating the legendary hero Asawa, the founder of Minerva City. Without him leading the first group of nobles to the west to expand the territory, there would be no three western provinces today, and even less would there be the western nobles today.

Robin stood on the side of the main street, with his guardian knight, Chamberlain, beside him.

The two men were wearing formal knight uniforms with the academy badges on their chests, making them particularly eye-catching.

On the streets, a grand parade slowly moved forward. The floats were decorated with gorgeous sculptures and colorful lights. Actors played the roles of Asawa and his followers, recreating the magnificent scene of the expansion of territory in those days.

"It's so lively!" Chamberlain exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Every Asawa Festival is so exciting."

Robin nodded, his eyes scanning the bustling crowd.

There was a faint smile on his face, but there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

The Wizarding Council would never let go of such an opportunity, and Torres's threat was always lingering in his mind.

"Yes, the Asawa Festival is one of the most important festivals in the West," Robin whispered, "but the more occasions like this, the more careful you have to be."

Chamberlain nodded respectfully and said with a smile, "Yes, Master!"

Robin scanned the crowd, trying to find anything suspicious.

Everything on the street seemed so normal, with laughter and music intertwined, as if there was no danger at all.

Meanwhile, in a dark corner of Minerva City, Torres quietly watched the distant ceremony. A sneer clung to his face, a dark glint in his eyes. The power of the Soul Devouring Crystal surged through him, making him feel stronger than ever before.

"Robin... today is the day you die." Torres whispered to himself, his voice full of resentment and murderous intent.

Beside him stood several men in black robes. They were peripheral members of the Wizard Council. Like Torres, they had used the Soul-Devouring Crystal to enhance their strength and were responsible for assisting Torres in completing this mission.

One of them whispered, "Lord Torres, the climax of the ceremony is about to arrive. Should we act now?"

Torres shook his head and said coldly: "Wait a little longer, let them enjoy it for a while. When they are most relaxed, we will take action."

The black-robed man nodded and stepped aside. Torres's gaze once again turned to Robin in the distance, a glint of madness flashing in his eyes.

The parade of the grand ceremony entered its climax, and the actors on the floats began to perform the battle between Asawa and the dragon.

The huge dragon sculpture spewed flames, causing the audience to exclaim in surprise.

The bands on both sides of the street played exciting music, and cheers from the crowd rose one after another.

Robin and Chamberlain were standing in the crowd, also infected by the enthusiastic atmosphere. Chamberlain excitedly waved his arms and shouted loudly: "Great! This is a real grand ceremony!"

Robin's face also broke into a rare smile, but he remained alert. His gaze swept across the crowd, and he suddenly noticed several figures in black robes flashing by in the distance. His heart trembled, and he whispered to Chamberlain, "Be careful, I have a feeling something's wrong."

(End of this chapter)