Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Wizard Merlin, please take a seat, our meeting before this wasn’t over yet.”
Wizard Seymour waved his hand, and the door of the Dark Magic Hall closed once again. The wizards sat in two rows, and Merlin sat on the second seat from the left. This was the seat belonging to the fourth elder.
Major events concerning the Dark Magic Region were always discussed and decided by the Elders, thus, the strict regulation in seating. It was rather simple to understand the seating arrangement was ranked from the highest strength to the lowest.
The First Elder used to be old Wizard Delma as he was the only Ninth-Level spell caster in the Dark Magic Region. It was the unformidable strength that made him the First Elder. However, since the death of Wizard Delma, Wizard Seymour substituted as the First Elder due to his exceptional strength and now possessed the many privileges as the First Elder.
Being able to call for the Elders’ Meeting was one of the privileges of the First Elder.
It had been a long time since Wizard Seymour had called for the Elders’ Meeting yet no solution had successfully been come up with. It would appear that this was a complicated issue.
The atmosphere in the Dark Souls Hall darkened once again. Wizard Seymour who sat in the middle seat, gazed straight into Merlin. He calmly said, “Wizard Merlin, you have just risen to be the Fourth Elder, so you may be unsure of the agenda in this meeting. Allow me to briefly explain. The reason I called on the Elders’ Meeting because Ozmu was contentious. Ever since the defeat in the Third Largest Spell Casters organization, the entire southern Spell Caster world has been in chaos and became highly unstable.”
“However, the most direct threats came from Ozmu. They were formed from a band of lunatics. They even spread rumors that they will destroy the base of the southern’s three largest Spell Caster organizations. All of the medium and small-sized organizations will face the threat of destruction. Lately, Ozmu has only been targeting the Spell Casters clan. However, their actions proved that they weren’t all talks. Our Dark Magic Region may have the protections of spells and its’ location is rather secretive. Nonetheless, it’s far from impossible if Ozmu was looking for it.”
Wizard Seymour paused, continued by a deep breath. He then said with a heavy heart, “Therefore, I suggest that the entire Dark Magic Region concede that we make preparations to relocate. Search for a safe haven, far from the southern Spell Casters world!”
Upon hearing the Wizard Seymour explanation, Merlin’s eyes revealed a shred of desperation. He assumed that only he had such bewildered thoughts in leaving the Dark Magic Region. This was a massive decision to make. After all, this place was the core of the Dark Magic Region forthousands of years. It would not be left behind easily without certain resistance.
Merlin had thought about bringing up this suggestion eventually but he was bewildered by the audacity of Wizard Seymour. It was no wonder that the Elders’ Meeting had taken such a long time given the proposal of an escape plan, it was truly a burdensome decision to make.
“Wizard Merlin, what do you think of this proposal?”
As Wizard Seymour consulted Merlin’s opinion, the rest of the Elders’ turned their attention towards him, awaiting the opinion of the newly appointed Fourth Elder’s.
Merlin looked around and muttered, “I agree with the suggestion of Wizard Seymour. I believed each of the Elders is well aware of the situation of Dark Magic Region. Yet, hardly any of the Elders have experienced the power of the Great Wizard, especially Ozmu’s great wizard. Will the Runic Magic Circle bestowed by the Great Wizard Fidel be sufficient?”
“Wizard Merlin, you don’t understand rune, so how sure are you that the Runic Magic Circle left by the Great Wizard Fidel wouldn’t withstand Ozmu’s attack? From the very beginning, the Great Wizard Fidel’s runology creation has almost achieved great heights. How would the Runic Magic Circle left by him be any different?”
Wizard Seymour nodded, skepticism appeared from his face which clearly showed that he did not know about Merlin’s plan.
Merlin chuckled, “Wizard Seymour, about the Runic Magic Circle, I believed the Runic Magic Circle spirit, Didimoss will know definitely. You can call on Didimoss and have him explained to fellow Elders here.”
Upon hearing Merlin’s plan, Wizard Seymour’s eyes had a sudden revelation at the great idea. He nodded and swiftly draw out runes after runes, his whole body seemed to channel a mysterious undulating energy as he called upon the black cat Didimoss.
“Whoosh”
Soon, the Dark Souls Hall was filled with runes as it rippled across the space. With that, a pitch black cat materialized in the hall.
Black cat Didimoss appeared to be drowsy as it shot a lazy gaze upon Wizard Seymour and said, “I wondered if there’s something’s up, First Elder?”
“Sir Didimoss!”
Wizard Seymour showed great respect to black cat Didimoss. It held a special place in Dark Magic Region for it was the Runic Magic Circle spirit personally placed by the Great Wizard Fidel. It was also in control of every Runic Magic Circle placed in the Dark Magic Region, which was a very important role.
Moreover, black cat Didimoss had existed since the times of the Great Wizard Fidel, thus it had had witnessed the rise and fall of the Dark Magic Region. With such a mighty position in the Dark Magic Region, even the First Elder in the history of Dark Magic Region showed black cat Didimoss great respects.
“Sir Didimoss, lately the southern Spell Casters world has been in chaos. Thus, we would like to seek the truth from Sir Didimoss. The Runic Magic Circle in Dark Magic Region — how long will it last under the attack of the Great Wizard?”
As Wizard Seymour’s voice trailed off, almost all of the spellcasters in the hall held their gaze to black cat Didimoss, anxiously awaiting Didimoss’s reply.
At this point, Didimoss was no longer careless. Instead, a shred of red spark appeared in the cat’s eyes, which made it looked rather eerie.
Moments passed, and the Black cat Didimoss finally answered, “If the Great Wizard Fidel was still with us and he was guarding the Rune Magic Circle himself, we shall never fear that it may be broken. No matter how many Great Wizards there are, provided that no one is more superior in Runology than him, they would never break the Rune Magic Circle.”
“However, it is difficult to say seeing that the Great Wizard Fidel is no longer with us. Although his Runic Magic Circle was highly powerful and I’m in control, if it was repeatedly attacked by the Great wizard, it would only last half a month at most before the Runic Magic Circle completely perished. If the amount of Great Wizards increases then the time will be shorter.”
Black cat Didimoss’s revelation had sent chills down most spellcasters spines. In half a month, that was powerful enough. In the current Spell Casters world, the Great Wizard was the most powerful existence.
A small-sized Spell Caster organization would not dare to guarantee that they would be able to hold off the Great Wizard. One fears that the arrival of the Great Wizard would wipe the entire Spell Caster organization out of existence.
The Dark Magic Region would only be able to hold the Great Wizard off for half a month due to its glorified past , especially with Great Wizard Fidel’s magnificient attainments in Runology.
That spoke volumes about the Great Wizard Fidel’s alarmingly powerful achievements in Runology that one of his Runic Magic Circle would still possessed such might even after thousands of years.
“Many thanks, Sir Didimoss.”
Wizard Seymour gave a slight bow towards black cat Didimoss. With that, he vanished, returning to the dark spirit of the stone.
“Everyone!” Wizard Seymour looked up to the many Elders in the hall. “I believe you heard what Sir Didimoss said. We only have half a month! Does everyone still believe that the Runic Magic Circle can ensure the safety of the Dark Magic region?”
“This…”
Many spellcasters began show signs of hesitatation. Previously, they blindly believed thatthe Runic Magic Circle bestowed by the Great Wizard Fidel would be very powerful. Hence, their many rejections against Wizard Seymour’s plan.
However, now that the Runic Magic spirit Didimoss had even said that the Runic Magic Circle cannot withstand the power of the Great Wizard, it was sensible that Seymour’s plan should be considered.
Thereafter, Wizard Seymour remained quiet and waited in silence. This was undoubtedly a crucial decision to any Spell Caster Organization to voluntarily abandon the very core of the Dark Magic World.
Moments after, an old, ruddy-looking, white-haired wizard stood up. “Wizard Seymour, say we agree to relocate. Where can we go? The entire southern Spell Caster World is currently in disarray and the northern Spell Caster World will not permit entry for external Spell Casters Organization. Where shall we go? Have Wizard Seymour considered the matter deliberately?”
Wizard Seymour wrinkled his brows. It was true that every action had to be carefully thought out for the relocation of the entire Dark Magic Region.
If it was decided that the Dark Magic Region would relocate, therewould be even more danger if there were no destination in mind.
“H-honestly, I had only the plan. As to where we shall move, that is still undecided.”
Wizard Seymour knew that the whereabouts of the relocation would not be decided upon immediately. It had to be carefully inspected before a decision is made.
Afterall, the Dark Magic World wasa Spell Caster Organization. To voluntarily abandon the core after thousands of years, then it would need to be moved to a highly secured location that would be suited for inheritance. Otherwise, the Dark Magic World would eventually crumble and vanished, even without Ozmu.
“How do you suppose for us to relocate if there wasn’t a destination in mind?”
“Relocation is no small matter, Wizard Seymour. You came up with this plan then you should have considered all angles. If it was a mere thought of the moment and you would have us abandoned our core which has been for thousands of years, we would rather stay and guard the core. Perhaps Dark Magic World may stand a chance on withstanding Ozmu’s attack.”
Many Spell Casters were unsatisfied that Wizard Seymour did not think through his plan.
“I may have a rather suitable place that Dark Magic World could relocate to,” said Merlin, who had sat silently in his seat all this while.
