Chapter 459
Chapter 459 Shadow Adept
Three days later, the Aki Clan finally sent a messenger after a long wait.
It was early in the morning. When Greem opened his eyes, he found a person in his room.
A blurry silhouette stood in the shadows in the corner of his room.
It was already bright outside. The bright sunlight scattered into the room through the narrow window, illuminating most of the space and painting it a golden yellow. However, the place where the shape stood remained dark and gloomy. It was as if a portal to the Shadow World had opened in the shadows there.
Greem was a little taken by surprise. He closed his eyes to sense, but neither his spiritual senses, the Chip’s energy scans, nor even the tower’s defense system could pick up any abnormality from that corner of the room. If one had to pick out any unusual phenomenon where the silhouette was standing, it would be the slightly more active nature of the shadow energy there.
However, this so-called activity was only relative.
The entire World of Adepts was a high-magic world filled with plenty of elementium magic. Still, the distribution of elementium energy would be imbalanced depending on geographical and environmental traits. Some places would start to accumulate similar elementium materials that were compatible with their environment. That was a common phenomenon in the World of Adepts. Greem, when closing his eyes, was almost incapable of differentiating that blur from the background using his spiritual senses alone.
“Your performance this time was terrible. The name of the clan has been dragged through the mud because of you two,” The black-robed adept’s face was still shrouded in shadows. Even their voice was somewhat phantom-like, “Prepare yourself for punishment after we return!”
Sicha’s and Flandre’s faces flushed white in an instant.
“May I know how the clan intends to deal with this matter?” Flandre stuttered as he asked.
“What is it. Do you intend to have two mid-sized clans engage in an actual war?” A cold voice rang out from within the shadows, “If you two had put up a better performance, we might have had a little advantage over the opponent during negotiations. And what now? You destroyed their resource site, and even worse, became prisoners yourself. The clan has lost quite a lot of resources to put this issue to rest. Hmph!”
The two of them had been shut in the tower for a long time. Sicha and Flandre had plenty of time to guess what their clan’s reaction would be. Still, the hatred and disapproval in their hearts were still as intense as ever when they heard the news with their own ears.
“Sir Colin, does the clan not intend to hunt down that pseudo-adept Sak?” Flandre couldn’t help but ask.
“The killing order remains effective, but we cannot continue issuing it with the name of our clan. That Sak fellow has to die! Unless he never walks out of Feidnan City. Otherwise…” The voice from the shadows was sinister and ice-cold. It was almost as if they had forced their words out between their teeth. It was chilling to hear them speak.
“Then, what about the Flame Demon?” Sicha was the one to ask this time.
His had been the most significant casualty of this fight. Consequently, he was also the most furious and vengeful.
“Conflicts between adepts are unavoidable. Naturally, the clan will fully support the both of you if you intend to win back your reputation. However, all of this can only be conducted in your name. Think carefully about this. If you fail once again, he will have sufficient excuse to murder you!”
Their faces turned even paler when they heard Adept Colin’s words.
“That Flame Demon has a powerful wind golem. His power is already equal to the peak of elite-level.” Sicha spoke resentfully.
“No First Grade adept within our clan would be his opponent in a duel! Unless…” Flandre started stuttering once again when he reached this point.
“Unless it was Sir Ivan who took action!” Sicha gritted his teeth and blurted out the words that Flandre had hesitated to speak.
This Adept Ivan was referred to by Sicha and Flandre as Sir, but he was, as a matter of fact, still a First Grade adept. However, he was a peak First Grade elite adept and was preparing his advancement to Second Grade.
More importantly, Adept Ivan was the personal disciple of this Second Grade Adept Colin.
“Hmph! Dream on!” The black-robed adept’s sinister Spirit swelled and immediately made it difficult for Sicha and Flandre to breath, “Ivan already moved to the clan’s lesser plane last month. There, he can attempt his advancement to Second Grade without any interference. That is why you two will have to win back your reputation on your own. Don’t expect the clan to help you with that. The clan leader even warned me before coming on this trip; I am not allowed to strike at someone below my grade. Otherwise, we are very likely to invite a strong retaliation from the Sarubo.”
Sicha and Flandre knew this for a fact as well.
It was an unspoken rule among the various adept organizations. No higher-grade adept would be allowed to murder lower-grade adepts without proper reason.
Of course, it was an entirely different matter if the lower-grade adept initiated the provocation!
This rule was all for the sake of maintaining the ruling order of the World of Adepts.
Without this rule, the high-grade adepts of the clans would be able to slaughter their enemy’s low-grade adepts and mortal civilians. If they were allowed to murder as they liked, no one would remain in the clans except for the few high-grade adepts.
Under normal circumstances, high-grade adepts would not intervene in the conflicts between low-grade adepts. Otherwise, the opponent could use this as an excuse to murder the low-grade adepts of their own clan.
A meaningless conflict like this would inflict an extensive and intolerable loss upon any adept organization!