Arcane Lord

Seeing that his brother finally calmed down, Orlando explained, "A thousand years ago, the family was in turmoil and the Stardew Scepter was lost. The descendants have been silently searching for it. Not long ago, there was a clue, and you Do you really have no doubts at all?”

"But Orlando, haven't you already revealed the current position of the scepter through prophecy?" Fenowita was very confused. "Isn't the prophecy also credible?"

"No, my brother, the prophecy is indeed true."

"Then why did you stop us from going to investigate?" As he said this, Fenowita became irritable again.

He originally thought that his elder brother was hesitant because he doubted the authenticity of the clues, but it was hard for him to accept that he was still so hesitant when the location of the scepter had already been determined.

The Stardew Scepter itself does not have much value to the family. It may have been a symbol of the family's power a thousand years ago, but now that a thousand years have passed, the Stardew Scepter has long lost its symbolic meaning.

What really makes the family never forget is that this scepter is the key to the family secret room. It is precisely because of the loss of the Stardew Scepter that the family's development has stagnated or even regressed in the past thousand years.

If the family didn't have a high-level mage, it might have declined long ago, but that existence had already felt the call of Avandot a hundred years ago, and now he just stayed in the world forcibly.

The family needs a successor as a deterrent!

And there is one in the demiplane secret room opened by the Stardew Scepter!

Thinking of this, Fenowita's mood became more and more agitated, "Orlando, let me go find the scepter!"

"No, Fenowita, my brother!" Orlando suddenly stood up and put his hand on his brother's shoulder. There was no magic or magic, just patting him gently like he did when he was a child.

The two of them did not move, but the pavilion they were in moved quietly until they reached the edge of the courtyard. They could see tall buildings rising from the ground in the distance.

It is made up of ancient trees that have been growing for many years. It is full of vitality. The sunlight is shining, plating the leaves into gold. The breeze blows and even emits bursts of sweet music.

Opposite to this beautiful scenery, there are also groups of elf knights riding Pegasus and unicorns flying up and down among these buildings. On the ground, various low buildings are decorated with trees, which contrast with each other.

Orlando turned his brother's gaze outward, "Look, under this glamorous appearance, there are actually countless darkness hidden. The Stardew Scepter has powerful magic. How could it be predicted suddenly?"

Before his brother could speak, Orlando continued, "I won't mention whether there is a conspiracy here, but after receiving the prophecy revelation ten years ago and determining the approximate location of the scepter, I have already sent people to investigate."

"What?!" Fenowita stood up in surprise.

And the moment he stood up, the wooden chair that originally supported him quietly disappeared. At this moment, Fenowita's mind was completely occupied by the clues of the scepter. Regardless of etiquette, he grabbed his brother's upper arm and spoke urgently. asked:

"Any clues? Have you found the scepter?"

"Unfortunately, not yet!" But the expression on Orlando's face showed no regret at all. "It seems that there is always a force interfering with my prophecy, preventing me from grasping the specific position of the scepter."

After a pause, as if to leave time for Fenowita to think, the elf never lacks time, Orlando waved his hand to summon a suspended fruit plate.

He picked up the topmost piece of strange-shaped fruit and just put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. The fruit shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye until the pulp completely disappeared.

Leaving a core similar in shape to the fruit, Orlando held the core and looked at the sun, then threw it casually under the courtyard.

If an elf commoner picks it up, it will be a reward from the Stardew family.

At this time, Fenowita also took a piece of fruit, sniffed it, and showed an expression of enjoyment. Then he also looked at the core of the fruit in the sun, and then threw it under the courtyard.

"Orlando, what are your plans?"

"This matter should not be dealt with in a high profile for the time being. I have arranged for the family guards to go and stop human development. They are just descendants of a mortal mage, so don't worry too much."

Having said that, when Orlando mentioned the "mortal mage", his eyes were still full of fear. A hundred years ago, he had secretly fought with the so-called great arcanist.

The result was that he lost to a mortal human who was only a fraction of his age. This made Orlando, who always regarded himself as an advanced being, feel extremely humiliated. In the following hundred years, he never even set foot in the territory of Nese again.

Fenowita was not aware of Orlando's thoughts, and was still introducing the information from the so-called human friends to her brother——

"It is said that Savile Territory is preparing to hold an arcane competition next month, perhaps preparing to open up the Green Bead Forest."

"Huh, arcane competition? Human beings learn very quickly, don't pay attention to them." Orlando didn't take this matter to heart. What he was really worried about was the reaction of other families in Cormanso City.

The news of the appearance of the Stardew Scepter has not spread yet, but Orlando knows that this matter cannot be hidden for long, and he will have to rely on his strength to speak for himself after all.

Thinking of this, Orlando's calm heart suddenly cast a shadow. Although outsiders didn't know it, as the patriarch, he knew very well that the only high-level mage in the family was no longer able to fight.

Perhaps there will be one last blow when returning to Avandor, but it is only one blow.

Afterwards, Orlando chatted with Fenowita about Cormanso's recently popular poetry. After sunset, Orlando told his brother: "Appease the tribe, don't go out in the near future!"

After saying that, his figure gradually faded and finally disappeared under the afterglow of the setting sun.

…

Saville collar.

The elves' plans have no impact on the humans living here, and even the news from the distant empire loses most of its shock when it reaches here.

For the people of Saville Territory, the biggest thing recently is that the followers of the lord have advanced to become arcanists, although most people do not know much about the concept of arcanists.

But among those who have stayed in the Mage Tower and finally left sadly, the Arcanist is amazing! For this purpose, the lord has specially prepared a grand celebration.

And at the celebration, there are other arcane competitions that can be watched. The performance of the mage master is usually not seen, let alone performed specifically for civilians.

Be sure to take a good look this time.

Of course, those who already have a certain understanding of magic focus on the upcoming pioneering activities in the territory.

Many adventurers have tentatively scheduled their adventure activities and are sharpening their knives and getting ready!

For a time, the two people met in Savile Town, and they were embarrassed to call it communication if they didn't talk about some topics related to the arcane competition and the exploration of the wilderness.