blueteamnovel Chapter 98: untitled
Chapter 98: untitled
"Ohhhhh, they’re here" from the side of the window Bartholomew mused. Alerting Leon and Liana to look up at the window.
A carriage with a blue flaming bird insignia had stopped before the gate.
Outside the Dojo
A carriage stood opposite the gate, and before the carriage were about three men. Two were middle aged and the last was a youngsters about Leon’s age.
—weeee
The gate swung open as 3 other figures made their way out..
"Sir Bartholomew!!!" Upon seeing the 3 figures emerge from the gate, the ones at waiting at tne carrige bowed.
"At easy...." Bartholomew said casually..... Naturally as a level 4 warlock he commanded this level of respect from his lessers. Not everyone was as disrespectful as Leon and liana.
Most would grovel to be at his presence even if it was for a minute.
"How did it go? Were you able to find the reason for the collap?" after scanning them casually Bartholomew asked. A few days ago one of the tunnels leading outside of the undercity suddenly collapsed.
It caused a massive commotion so Bartholomew had to send his men to investigate, as he was the closest powers in the region close to the collapse.
"I went around to the Northern Hemisphere and exited the undercity to do some findings. Apparently, the collapse was caused by an attack presumably one from an exalted level 4 magic user" the man in front of Bartholomew was aged, his skin was slacked. And he had on him a pure white robes that was clean as snow.
"Ohhh...I thought so" Bartholomew mused while stroking his chin softly. The amount of power needed to collapse the tunnel in such a small amount of time. It could only be a level 4 magic user.
And only one came to mind....the only person that had visited him that day marquee cane.
He was a very spiteful person and would do the most petty things to get back at whomsoever offends him. Blowing up the tunnel that led out of the undercity was not beyond him.
Of course, what Bartholomew didn’t know was that. The marquee didn’t do it on purpose.....they were ambushed by Arians father on their way out of the undercity.
"There’s also another issue...." The aged man in the white robes looked hesitant
"What is it ?" Bartholomew looked nonchalant, the old man was always worried about everything, it was probably nothing.
"I think it’ll be best if you see it yourself....." Beside the aged man the young one who seemed to be around Leon’s age spoke.
"Is it that bad?" Bartholomew frowned. Normally he would receive reports and give commands. He was a level 4 warlock after all, but they were requesting him to come over himself? What could have happened?
"It is" the aged man responded. They wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t really bad.
"Okay," Bartholomew nodded and soon borded the carrige along side Leon and liana...then they proceeded to ride deeper into the undercity.
—tup
—kluo
—tup
The sound of people walking down the deep dark tunnel of the under city resounded.
"Why does he need us here?" Leon complained with a flaming torch in hand. The both of them were level 2 warlocks....they definitely weren’t equit to battle against the sorcerer. Even though Bartholomew didn’t know for sure that it was a sorcerer....he still needed to be careful.
"Don’t speak to me kid, just keep walking" the warlock beside Leon responded snappily. He could understand Bartholomew asking him to come along, after all they were family.
But why was Leon here?
"Ohh" Leon frowned, the kid was quite rude. Leon couldn’t tell why this was. If only he had been an active member of the warlock community, he would have know the reputation of this kid beside him.
Winder Yander, The bother of Bartholomew yander. The blue devil.
Yes, this kid was the little brother of Bartholomew and one of the top 10 geniuses of the warlock clan so far.
Leon didn’t know this, but the kids arrogance was earned. So they kept on walking not even bothering to speak to each other once.....until Leon heard a voice
...a familiar one.
"Hey kid, what are you doing walking around in the dark?" The voice was dreamy and silent. No one else here could hear it except for him.
This voice belonged to the sorcerer.
Yes, they were right. He wad hiding out in the darkness of the tunnels while slowly feasting on the souls of passerbys.
"What do you want?" Leon created a bit if distance between himself and the rest of the team and asked in a similarly quiet voice.
"Hehe, you are asking me? I thought I gave you a mission kid? Do you take me for someone who is all talk? You realized that I could have killed you a second ago right?" The sorcerer whispered from no particular direction.
He had given Leon a Misson and Leon was here gallivanting around the undercity for more than a week. Did he take his threats as a joke?
"I will do the job when I’m ready" Leon snorted. He knew the bastard was close by and was prepared to defend himself at any given moment. If the sorcerer thought he could get one over on Leon he was mistaken.
"Kill him in a weeks time...I can’t wait forever....else I’ll start killing off your little subordinates" the sorcerer whispered before slowly fading away.
Meanwhile at the front Bartholomew had stopped walking at the entrance to duan city.
"You can only try" Leon smiled bitterly then he started jogging forward to met Bartholomew.
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