Wizard Immortal

Chapter 541 Calm

A light mist gradually rose around the land, starting from the edge and slowly spreading across the entire continent.

In a remote town, a tall, handsome man walked out, carrying a giant sword on his shoulder.

The man had long blond hair and a beard, making him look heroic and extraordinary. He was very eye-catching in the small town, attracting the attention of passersby.

"I'm back."

As they walked to a manor outside the city, a woman's voice came from inside the gate as soon as they stepped through it.

Hearing the sound, Sirulia looked up and saw a stunningly beautiful girl standing in the courtyard admiring the flowers.

The girl had an exquisite figure and stunningly beautiful appearance. She was wearing a comfortable black dress, and her long black hair was draped over her shoulders. She was gazing at the distant Sirulia with a serene smile on her face.

"I'm back."

Upon seeing the girl's appearance, Sirulia felt a sense of relief and a smile appeared on his face. He put down the greatsword from his shoulder and walked towards the girl.

"How have things been lately?"

Setting down what she was holding, Tarina looked at the approaching Siruria and asked.

"This is a bit bad."

Xiluria said, "I've already inquired in the city. In the past six months, the number of calamity beasts in the north has been increasing. It is said that the demonic calamity has already affected the northern border of Guro, causing huge casualties."

"Kuma's situation isn't good either."

After a moment's hesitation, he continued, "Some time ago, there was a sudden tremor outside Kuma City, and a mountain range was abruptly broken, suggesting a battle involving Netherworld-level beings."

"Even Uncle Ilida seems to have been seriously injured some time ago and is currently recuperating in the palace."

Standing quietly in place, he slowly began to speak.

At this point, three years had passed since Adir fell into a deep sleep.

During the three years, the two men from Sirulia did not do nothing. On the surface, they seemed to have gone into seclusion, but in reality, they were active among the various countries.

To complete the mission entrusted to them by Adir before he fell into slumber, the two of them, with their formidable strength, established an organization that operated extensively among various countries.

On the surface, this organization merely engages in commercial activities, traveling between countries and trading in different places. But in reality, its true purpose is to collect various intelligence and data, as well as clues about ancient ruins.

Therefore, despite living in a remote town, Sirulia was not completely unaware of news from the outside world; on the contrary, he knew it in great detail.

"Guluo, Kuma... there is no place that is peaceful."

Listening to Sylvia's account, Tarina let out a soft sigh: "The Mist Disaster, it's truly hateful."

"There's no other way." Cyril stepped forward, placed a hand on Tarina's shoulder, and pulled her into his arms. "The mist has existed since ancient times; it has never disappeared. No matter how much we hate it, we must face it."

"Unless, one day in the future, all those demons die out, the mist may slowly dissipate."

"That day is too far away; we probably won't live to see it." Tarina shook her head slightly, a wry smile on her face, before asking, "What about the situation in the Kingdom of Yarian?"

"It was bad, not too bad, but very difficult."

Sirulia spoke softly: "With the arrival of the demonic calamity, a large number of calamity beasts have poured in, and there has been no exception."

"The Kingdom of Arion, rebuilt by the descendants of the Arion royal family, has gradually become chaotic in recent years due to the influx of these calamity beasts. Although it has not been wiped out, life is not easy for it."

The Aryan royal descendants they referred to were naturally Ire and Seria, among others.

After Adir left Kuma City, the two quickly left the Kingdom of Kuma and went to the northern border to develop, clear away the monsters, and pacify the refugees. They then rebuilt the Kingdom of Arion.

Compared to established kingdoms like the Kingdom of Kuma, the newly formed Kingdom of Yalian is very weak. Not only is its population small and its land scarce, but its main forces are also composed of remnants of the former Kingdom of Yalian.

Only with the presence of Ire and Seria, both at the fifth rank or higher, was the newly established Kingdom of Yalian barely able to gain a foothold. Even the Kingdom of Kuma, which had previously destroyed the Kingdom of Yalian, refrained from attacking it due to considerations for Adir, allowing it to develop in the wilderness and rebuild the Kingdom of Yalian.

After three years, the newly reborn Kingdom of Yalian burst forth with tremendous vitality, and after a vigorous effort to exterminate the scourge beasts, it finally managed to recover some of its strength.

Just then, the demonic calamity struck again, with a large number of monstrous beasts surging in from the misty region, putting immense pressure on the newly established Kingdom of Arion.

"A while ago, Ire sent a lot of people here, it seems they were looking for us."

After standing still for a long time, Sirulia finally spoke.

Tarina was taken aback: "They haven't given up yet?"

"Even if they wanted to give up a Netherworld-level contracted beast, they probably couldn't," Sirria said, holding Tarina, her words carrying a certainty. "Especially now that Lord Adir is in a deep sleep."

"That makes sense." Shaking her head, Tarina's feelings became somewhat complicated as she thought about Seria and Ire.

The reason for this goes back to that year.

Back then, after Adir chose to sign a blood pact with Tarina, Seria sensed it.

Ultimately, Adir's power is limited. With each new master he signs, he has to share a portion of his power. Although it may not seem like much to Adir, it adds up to a terrifying amount over time.

Therefore, after signing the contract with Tarina, Adir stopped providing for Seria. Although the power he had previously bestowed upon her remained unchanged, he stopped sharing power at a deeper level, causing Seria's power to stop growing and remain at a level comparable to a second-level wizard.

Such power is naturally terrifying. Even within the entire Kingdom of Kuma, apart from the King of Kuma, only Prince Irida can compare to it.

However, compared to Adir's power, which had already reached the Nether level, this power seemed insignificant.

The master of a Netherworld-level contracted beast, according to common sense, should at least reach the peak below the Netherworld level, even if their power cannot reach the Netherworld level.

Therefore, the Aryan royal family behind Silia would naturally be hostile towards Tarina, the new sworn sister, believing that it was Tarina's existence that diverted the power that should have belonged to Silia.

Of course, that is indeed the case.

After signing a blood pact with Tarina, in order to maintain the enormous life force required for her physique, Adir allocated far more power to her than to Seria, which even caused his own power to decline at one point.

Thinking about the various events of the past few years, Tarina felt a mix of emotions.

Back then, before she signed the contract with Adir, she went to great lengths to try and take the Crimson King Beast away from Silia.

But now, the order has reversed, and the other party is going to great lengths to take the contract of the Crimson King Beast from her.

However, what the other party didn't know was that Adir's decision to sign a contract with her was entirely his own, and had little to do with her personally.

Even if the contract on her body is broken, based on her understanding of Adir, he might not necessarily invest more power in Seria.

Thinking of this, she sighed softly and looked behind her.

It was early morning, and the sunlight outside was soft and warm, casting a golden glow on the earth.

Standing still, their mental energy instantly leaped across the scene. Tarina and Sirulia gazed at the vast mountain range in the distance, and at that moment, they both seemed to sense something.

"You felt it too?"

Looking at the massive mountain range in the distance, Tarina spoke softly.

"Hmm." Sirria nodded silently, his brown eyes revealing determination and a faint fluctuation of emotion. "Lord Adir is about to wake up."

"Yes, it should be within the next few months."

Tarina nodded, then turned and looked around the courtyard: "It's been several years, it's time for us to move."

As she spoke, she walked towards the pavilion, sat on the swing, closed her eyes, and let her thoughts drift away.

Standing silently in place, Sirulia remained silent, simply gazing at the surrounding scenery with a peaceful and serene state of mind.

In silence, the peaceful time quickly passed.

Several months later, one morning, a visitor arrived from afar and knocked on the manor gate.

Bump...

A series of crisp knocks echoed at the front door, and after a while, the heavy door was opened, revealing several servants.

"Please come in."

A calm voice came from inside the manor, as if the arrival of the guests had been anticipated.

Hearing the voice, the person did not hesitate and, led by a servant, silently walked forward and entered the manor.

Under the sunlight, the person's appearance gradually became clear.

This was a very handsome man, who looked like a young man. He wore a well-fitting golden robe, and his long golden hair flowed in the wind. His appearance was somewhat similar to that of Sirulia, but also quite different. He exuded a gentle and dignified air, like a nobleman walking out of a castle, making him impossible to look away from.

In the sunlight, his face looked somewhat pale, but his demeanor remained extraordinary. As he walked, the maids around him couldn't help but steal glances at him, occasionally glancing at the young man.

The servants were still walking ahead, and slowly they arrived inside the manor, beside a beautiful garden.

"You've arrived."

In front of the garden, Sirulia was pruning the flowers with a pair of scissors in his hand.

Upon seeing the young man arrive, he put away the scissors, composed himself, and faced him directly.

(End of this chapter)