Chapter 837 - The City of Rhein
Chapter 837 The City of Rhein
“Arbitration?”
Greem immediately heard this shocking news when he reached Fire Throne.
“Yes!” Gargamel replied respectfully, “The news came from the Zhentarim Association. It’s said that the Third Grade clan leader of the Kamala Clan has put forward a request for arbitration to the Association. He requests a scheduled match to settle the difference between the two clans. The old fogeys of the Association have already agreed to this request.”
“Where were these old fellows when those five clans united to attack Fire Throne. Now they think about arbitration?” Greem’s thick brows scrunched together as a hint of solemnity appeared on his young and handsome face.
Greem had not sworn or cursed in the slightest, but that contained, imposing aura of his was enough to cause Gargamel to shudder. The degree of his bow slanted even further.
“What did they say?” Greem casually said.
“The Kamala Clan seems to have gotten the Association elders to apply pressure on us. Two Association elders have already approached us and request that we stop the attacks on the Kamala. The arbitrating elder has already arrived at Rhein. He has summoned the two clan leaders to receive his arbitration there on the ninth day of the sixth month!”
All the Third Grade orcs that Thunder Dragon Arms and Greem had taken down had turned into her blood treats. If it weren’t for her Spirit being insufficient to Embrace Third Grade entities, she would probably have two more Third Grade vampires subordinate under her.
Even so, Mary’s powers had improved by leaps and bounds. From a certain perspective, her combat ability was already equal to Greem’s.
Of course, this was referring to Greem before he obtained the Fire Throne set.
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The City of Rhein.
It was a beautiful city located near Crystal Lake.
The bright sun of the sixth month was when it was at its mildest. The golden sunlight shone upon the surface of the crystalline lake, providing the place with gentle warmth.
Greem, Mary, and Billis were all riding on a manticore of their own. They swooped across the surface of the lake, attracting the attention of the many nobles on the lake.
“Father; father, I want to fly in the sky like those sir adepts when I grow up.” A noble boy, seven or eight years of age, looked on in envy at the ferocious manticores flying over his head. He became especially excited when he saw the silhouettes of the adepts riding on them.
The father of the noble boy, a man in his middle ages, revealed a bitter smile.
“My boy, that requires talent. Not everyone can become an adept!”
“Talent? What kind of talent?” The boy asked, somewhat confused and curious.
“The talent to become an adept!” The nobleman rubbed the soft, golden-curled hair of his son and smiled bitterly, “Without such talent, it doesn’t matter how hard you work or how smart you are. It will never matter!”
His deep sigh floated across the pretty surface of the lake.
Greem and the two others didn’t pick up on the small occurrence beneath them, nor did they care.
In just two days, they had managed to arrive in Rhein from Fire Throne.
The three manticores beat their large leather wings and rose high into the skies. They flew over the towering city walls, rows of beautiful architecture, and quickly approached the adept’s tower rising into the clouds.
It was a massive fifteen-level tower. The top of it was a take-off and landing platform. Currently, quite a few adepts were landing there with their magical beasts.
The three manticores carrying Greem, Mary, and Billis raised their heads and let out a deafening roar. They then abruptly accelerated and landed on a wooden platform that had been temporarily constructed on the spot. The air currents from the manticores’ wings almost blew away the apprentice waiting there. The young apprentice hugged a wooden pillar and persisted through the blast of air before jogging up to the adepts.
“We will be staying here for a few days. You must remember to feed these manticores.” Greem explained and tossed a bag of magical crystals at the apprentice. He then turned and left for the entrance without turning back.
The young apprentice hurriedly caught the crystals, repeatedly bowing after doing so.
When he accidentally stared in the eyes of the black-robed man at the back of the group, his heart trembled and he almost lost grip of the crystals in his hand.
What a terrifying look in his eyes.
It wasn’t until the three foreign adepts had vanished that the young apprentice’s mind became active once again.
Black robes, green eyes.
Could he be that one? Was he the person that had turned the Kamala Clan upside down over the past few months. Bug Adept Billis?
The young apprentice couldn’t help but draw in a breath of cold air. Even the magical crystals in his hands started to feel like hot potatoes now!