A Wizard's Secret

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"What do you want to know?" Wizard Seymour fixed his gaze upon Merlin as he spoke.

Merlin pondered the matter for a while. The thing that he wanted most to know was, what had really happened during the war between the Three Major Spell Caster organizations and Ozmu? Those three Spell Caster organizations had prepared for such a long time, and had been very thorough, so why would they suddenly return defeated?

The people of the Mill clan had mentioned that because Ozmu had united the northern Spell Caster organizations, the Three Major Spell Caster organizations were caught off guard and were defeated. However, Merlin was not clear about how it happened exactly and wanted to learn about it in detail.

Thus, Merlin asked in a low voice, "Wizard Seymour, I want to know what really happened between the Three Major Spell Caster organizations and Ozmu?"

Wizard Seymour shut his eyes lightly. After a moment, he heaved a long sigh and said slowly, "This time, the Three Major Spell Caster organizations are truly defeated, to a disastrous extent at that. No one had expected that Ozmu would mobilize the Great Wizards of the northern Spell Caster organizations to attack. All of a sudden, they ambushed several Great Wizards of the Three Major Spell Caster organizations.

"That was a vicious battle. Initially, the Three Major Spell Caster organizations had gathered almost all of the greatest forces in the southern Spell Caster world, with no less than six Great Wizards commanding an army of Spell Casters, striking a majestic attack upon Ozmu. It was just that the Great Wizards of the northern Spell Caster organizations suddenly made their move, and three Great Wizards fell on the spot. The entire southern Spell Caster world suffered a disastrous loss."

In fact, all that Wizard Seymour was saying did not differ much from the reports Merlin had heard from the Mill clan. It looked like this was truly what happened. The Great Wizards of the northern Spell Caster organizations had suddenly mounted an ambush, resulting in the utter defeat of the entire southern Spell Caster world.

"Wizard Seymour, the northern Spell Caster world had been threatened by Ozmu before. Many prodigious Wizards had defected from northern Spell Caster organizations to become a member of Ozmu. Why would these organizations lend a helping hand to Ozmu?"

This was something Merlin had wanted to ask. No matter what, he could not figure out what methods the notorious Ozmu, which was practically the public enemy of the Spell Caster world, had used in order to obtain assistance from the northern Spell Caster world.

Wizard Seymour did not answer immediately. Conversely, he shot Merlin a deep and meaningful look, following which he said faintly, "To be able to get an enemy to help you, there must be a benefit of irresistible temptation! What else could there be that would cause Great Wizards to be irresistibly tempted?"

Following that, Wizard Seymour did not explain further. However, it was as if a turbulent wave had surged up and crashed down within Merlin's heart. He knew very well what a Great Wizard most desired.

Legend! Being able to create a Maxim and become a Legend - this was the greatest dream of all Great Wizards. Merlin could not help but suspect that perhaps Ozmu had a method of forming a Maxim or a treasure that would aid Great Wizards in becoming Legends?

However, this was rather far-fetched. Legendary Wizards did not rely on such treasures or methods to achieve their accomplishments. Instead, in addition to innate talent, they needed to have good fortune to have a glimmer of hope in consolidating a Maxim and becoming a Legend.

Nonetheless, regardless of all this, Ozmu had won in the end. Currently, the Three Major Spell Caster organizations were holed up in their organizations and relying on their trump cards. They did not need to fear Ozmu too much.

However, the other Spell Caster organizations and clans of the southern Spell Caster world were in danger. That bunch of lunatics in Ozmu had announced that they would turn the entire southern Spell Caster world into an ocean of blood, slaughtering all Spell Caster organizations and clans until none were left!

Moreover, this was exactly what Ozmu was doing. They had already wiped out many Spell Caster clans. Their next target might be the small-sized Spell Caster organizations.

"Wizard Seymour, we'll have to get ready as soon as possible. Oh right, where is Wizard Delma? At the moment, the southern Spell Caster world is in great chaos. The Dark Magic Region needs to make preparations ahead of time."

Merlin knew that Wizard Delma was the only Ninth-level Spell Caster in the Dark Magic Region and had formidable powers. Only by having him show up personally could they stabilize the situation and gain certainty regarding the Dark Magic Region's direction.

The current southern Spell Caster world was too chaotic. If Ozmu was really so insane, Merlin considered moving the Dark Magic Region away from here. There was the Runic Magic Circle left behind by the Great Wizard Fidel, which even Great Wizards would find difficult to demolish.

Even so, if it was a prolonged attack, even the sturdiest Runic Magic Circle would not withstand forever. Thus, if Ozmu really intended to purge the southern Spell Caster world with blood, they would not last long by relying on the Runic Magic Circle. They had to make a prompt decision.

As soon as he spoke, the faces of the Spell Casters in the entire hall appeared downcast. An ominous sense of premonition sprouted indistinctly in Merlin's heart.

"What happened to Wizard Delma?"

Merlin asked hurriedly. Being the sole Ninth-level Spell Caster of the Dark Magic Region, Wizard Delma was far too important to the Dark Magic Region. Nothing must ever happen to him. Otherwise, the Dark Magic Region would be in trouble.

After a long while, Wizard Seymour said in a heavy voice, "Wizard Delma is already dead. When he followed the Three Major Spell Caster organizations to confront Ozmu, he was killed by a Great Wizard from Ozmu."

"What, Wizard Delma is really dead?"

Merlin's heart sank. It was no wonder that these Seventh-level Wizards would gather and deliberate for such a long time. Before this, when Wizard Delma was around, they could consult him on any matter, following which they would let him make the call.

However, Wizard Delma was now dead. This was an extremely grievous blow to the entire Dark Magic Region.

Most small-sized Spell Caster organizations were overseen by a Ninth-level Spell Caster. If there was no Ninth-level Spell Caster, then that Spell Caster organization was rather weak, and could not even compare to certain, more powerful Spell Caster organizations.

"Wizard Merlin, the Dark Magic Region is now at a juncture of life and death. Wizard Delma is dead, and there is no Ninth-level Spell Caster in our Dark Magic Region. You have Darkness Eye and have defeated Wizard Seashell. Your powers are even slightly greater than mine. At least, I don't think I can contend against the fourth form of Darkness Eye. Therefore, Wizard Merlin, you can become the first elder of the Dark Magic Region, like how Wizard Delma had been the first elder!"

Wizard Seymour's words caused every Spell Caster in the great hall to react in utter shock. The first elder was not merely a term of address, but also carried great authority.

In the whole Dark Magic Region, there had never been any so-called "region master". The Dark Magic Region was run by a system of elders. With a large group of elders, any significant matters would be collectively decided upon by them.

Furthermore, the one who had the most practical authority and the highest position was the first elder. The founder of the Dark Magic Region, the noble Great Wizard Fidel, had also been the first elder of the Dark Magic Region.

"Make me the first elder?"

Of course, Merlin knew very well what it meant to be the first elder. He looked closely at Wizard Seymour and felt that there was an air of profound mystery about him. Wizard Seymour's powers were not so simple, but it was a magnanimous look that he now displayed within his eyes.

The Dark Magic Region had reached a critical juncture indeed, and Wizard Delma had died. Disorder was vaguely stirring within the Dark Magic Region. Otherwise, they would not possibly have spent a whole day discussing in the Dark Magic Hall without reaching a resolution.

Therefore, in response to Wizard Seymour's suggestion, a Seventh-level Wizard immediately stood up and laughed coldly. "Wizard Seymour, we all think that you do things with the big picture in mind, and since you're the previous second elder, we let you temporarily assume the role of the first elder. But we didn't expect this - you would really give this position of the first elder to someone else so carelessly? Don't forget, the succession of the first elder needs to pass through a vote of all the elders. Only then do we appoint the first elder!"

Wizard Seymour's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glared at the Wizard who spoke, his tone turning icy, " Wizard Doan 1 , these are not ordinary times. The Dark Magic Region is faced with an unprecedented threat. Therefore, I have the right to assign anyone in the Dark Magic Region to become the first elder!"

"Humph, Wizard Seymour. No matter what you say, at the end of the day, the appointment of the first elder doesn't end with you alone."

After Wizard Doan spoke, a few Seventh-level Wizards stood out silently as well, not concealing in the slightest their opposition towards Wizard Seymour's decision. Moreover, a few Spell Casters who had initially supported Wizard Seymour started to have doubts after looking at Merlin again.

After all, Merlin was merely a prodigy who was highly valued by the Dark Magic Region and was not even a Seventh-level elder. However, Wizard Seymour now wanted to let Merlin become the first elder straightaway. This was far too big a step, and it was too risky as well.

Merlin remained speechless throughout all this. Even though his powers were formidable, it seemed as if only Wizard Seymour truly knew how powerful and fearsome Merlin really was at the moment.

Therefore, Seymour had hastily proposed that Merlin became the first elder. It really was because the current situation was too disorganized. They needed someone who could thoroughly settle any internal disputes, just like Wizard Delma, someone who completely controlled the Dark Magic Region, who would lead them in surviving this crisis.

Wizard Seymour acknowledged that he himself could not do it. After Merlin had appeared, he had felt a glimmer of hope. With Merlin's powers, he was totally qualified to be the first elder of the Dark Magic Region!

However, a few other Spell Casters did not agree. If Wizard Seymour insisted on doing things his way, this would immediately result in a schism in the Dark Magic Region.

At this point, Merlin suddenly smiled and said, "Wizard Seymour is still an Eighth-level Spell Caster. What capability do I have to become the first elder?"

Wizard Seymour considered the matter briefly, following which he nodded. "In that case, for now, Wizard Merlin can be the fourth elder, second only to myself and the other two Eighth-level Wizards. If there are any Wizards who disagree, they are welcome to go one round with Wizard Merlin in front of everyone and see if Wizard Merlin is worthy of becoming the fourth elder."

Wizard Seymour's voice was rather cold and severe as he swept his gaze across the Wizards in the hall. Indeed, there were Spell Casters who were not happy about this, but upon hearing that they had to go one round with Merlin, they dared not say anything else.

They had just now personally experienced how terrifying Merlin's powers were. Among the Seventh-level Wizards here, there was not one who was a match for him at all.

"Alright, since no one objects, Wizard Merlin from today onwards, you are the fourth elder of our Dark Magic Region!"

Wizard Seymour gave a slight smile. There was no doubt that his words had officially established Merlin's position in the Dark Magic Region, the fourth elder in the group of elders!