During the few days that Ash was recuperating, the battle to capture the tower of Stonehenge was drawing to a close.
Yelena was still somewhat unwilling to accept this.
She thought that if Ash's identity was not so sensitive, he might be able to rely on Sigourney's power to fish in troubled waters and eventually take ownership of the wizard tower.
But such a good thing can only be dreamed of. There are too many things involved, both parties are magical materials, magical summoning abilities (Yelena still thinks that Sigourney was summoned by Ash), and the shielding bracelet invented by Lord Nance, which is equivalent to cheating in the tower battle - if any of these are exposed, it will cause a storm in the wizarding world.
The battle for the tower reached its last day when Ash was able to get out of bed and move freely.
The wizards who stood out from the many challengers gathered in the Wizard Tower the day before for the final battle.
"I wonder which faction will win." Yelena lay on the balcony, looking at the wizard tower standing tall in the center of the city. "I hope the moderate faction will win."
"Moderate faction?" Ash walked up to her and also looked towards the wizard tower.
"To put it simply, it's the mild-mannered faction. For example, our Radiant Throne. The opposite is the radical faction, such as the Crimson Throne." Yelena snapped her fingers at Ash. "Let's take another detailed example, let's take Stonehenge."
"The Stone Castle is the transit station between Iluv and Broken River Plain. The attitude of the administrators here will greatly affect the attitude of the wizarding world towards Broken River Plain."
"If a radical faction like the Red Throne becomes the administrator of Stonehenge, then we can foresee that human trafficking in this city will become extremely rampant in the near future." Yelena said seriously, "If we are a moderate faction, at least we will not allow such things to happen so openly."
Ash frowned, "Human...trade?"
"Just as you thought, the commodities are humans from Broken River Plains." Yelena patted Ash's shoulder comfortingly. "Even if we, the Radiant Throne, are in charge of this city, we cannot absolutely prohibit such things. This involves the interests of the entire wizarding world and cannot be stopped."
"Just like the number of elves in Iluf is decreasing, the Wizard Association has explicitly stipulated that elves should be listed as protected materials and private capture and sale is not allowed, but it still persists. At every auction on the black market, elves must be the finale item."
Ash listened with almost breathless silence. Commodity, when this word is applied to a life with wisdom and the ability to think, it suddenly has a heavy and sharp force. Why would someone ignore the other person's living soul and put it above a cold object?
Ash couldn't understand.
"Didn't they say that magic materials are extremely precious and must be handled with care?" He recalled what Fair had said.
"That's true. Most wizards do the same thing." Yelena said, "Because it's very expensive, some wizards spend all their money to buy a material. If they don't handle it with care, it will break down and they will die. Aren't they the ones crying?"
She looked as if Ash was still too young and shook her head. "Besides, the premise of handling with care is that they must first have a magic material. Magic materials from formal channels are in short supply. Without the financial resources, power and connections, it will take several years for you to apply. So, where do they get the materials from?" She raised her eyebrows and made a mouth shape: buy and sell.
Ash pursed his lips. In other words, in the eyes of wizards, Broken River Plain is just a large shopping mall?
"Think positively." Yelena said, "Didn't you come out to change all this? Have confidence in yourself." Her persuasion was quite halfhearted, and she probably didn't take Ash's determination seriously. Although she had a good relationship with Ash, she didn't believe that Ash could fight against the current situation of the entire wizarding world by himself.
Become the lord of Broken River Plain?
How is this possible?
Even if Ash said he wanted to be a throne, Yelena could cheer him on sincerely. But the Lord of Broken River Plain? Impossible.
The Broken River Plain is full of precious magical materials!
Just like a piece of land covered with gold mines, how can it belong to just one person?
There will never be a lord in Broken River Plain. This piece of cake will only be divided and divided again, and served on the tables of different forces.
Yelena had seen this reality long ago, but she had never pointed it out to Ash. The clearer the analysis, the more cruel and hurtful it was. Yelena didn't want to see Ash's clear light-colored eyes permanently covered with a cloud.
Ash exhaled softly, and his hands hanging at his sides clenched imperceptibly, "Hmm!"
He gave Yelena a faint smile and said, "I'm quite confident."
Yelena met his gaze and frowned in confusion. Wait! This was not the look of a young man with innocent wishes, nor was it the simple look of an unsophisticated person. On the contrary, this pair of light blue eyes was quiet and calm at the moment, and contained the determination to forge ahead and overcome all obstacles.
She was shocked, feeling that... without her telling him, Ash seemed to have realized the obstacles he would face in becoming the lord of Broken River Plains?
After knowing this, he still said "I want to become the lord of Broken River Plains", and just now he said "hmm" forcefully, saying he had confidence...
She took a deep breath, but looked at Ash even more eagerly. He was indeed the guy who dared to fall in love with Sigourney. His courage and ambition were truly incredible!
But no matter how much she admired him, Yelena still didn't think highly of Ash's ideals. She sighed in her heart, unable to say much, and continued to lie on the balcony, looking at the wizard tower and muttering.
Throughout the Stone Castle and the entire Iluf, there are countless pairs of eyes, like Yelena's, watching and guessing the outcome of the capture of the Wizard Tower.
However, regardless of the will of many people, the master of the wizard tower, relying on absolute strength, silently produced it in the evening of that day in emotions of joy, curse, excitement, or indifference.
"It's changed!" Yelena had been paying attention to the Wizard Tower, so as soon as the Wizard Tower changed, she waved to Ash, who was reading a book at the small round table on the balcony, and said, "Come and see which faction it is!"
Ash put down the book in his hand, walked over and looked towards the wizard tower.
Yelena had told him before that once the wizard tower identified its owner, the symbol of the wizard's force would appear on the tower.
At this moment, he took a look and saw a slanted purple flower branch emerging on the dark green tower. The flower tube was slender, the inflorescence was huge, and it was lifelike. Even from a distance, he seemed to be able to smell the fragrance.
"Lilac Throne." Ash's leisure reading these days was not in vain, and he immediately called out the power represented by this symbol. At the same time, he also knew clearly that although the symbol looked like a fresh lilac flower from a distance, if you looked closely, you would find that the branches, leaves and flowers were actually the outline of a purple lightning.
The book describes this symbol in detail, indicating that it smells fragrant from a distance, but looks mighty from a close distance, and even the air is ionized to the point of exploding at the slightest touch. Just like the Lilac Throne itself, they stay out of the Wizarding Association with a cold and distant attitude, but if someone offends them, they will surely strike with thunder and lightning.
Ash tilted his head and asked Yelena: "Are they the moderate faction or the radical faction?"
Yelena paused. "... Gentle, right?" She was not quite sure. "The Lilac Throne is usually very aloof and rarely interacts with other thrones. It's strange that they also came to participate in this tower battle? Didn't they resist the temptation of Broken River Plain?"
She stroked her chin. "It's no wonder they won. The wizards of Lilac Throne are particularly good at offensive magic. In this battle to seize the tower, which relies on absolute strength, they clearly have the advantage."
At this time, Ivan also walked into the room and brought them the latest news: "The winner is the black-robed wizard Ives of the Lilac Throne."
He walked over to Yelena and grabbed his sister by the scruff of the neck: "The battle to capture the tower is over. It's time for you to come back with me to be punished." He tilted his head to look at Ash, "Ash, pack up. We'll leave overnight after dinner."
Ash didn't ask why he was in such a hurry, he just nodded.
"And, that." Ivan tapped Ash's arm, "You can take it off."
Bracelet? Ash understood and took it off immediately, handing it to Ivan. He glanced down at the back of his hand, and the mark of the tower that had caused him so much trouble had disappeared.
"Mr. Nans said he would give it to you, just in case." Ivan waved his hand, muttering to himself, what does Mr. Nans mean by "just in case"? It's enough for the wizard tower to make a mistake once, could it be that it would recognize the wrong person again and again?
Ash thought about it and simply put the bracelet back on his arm to make it easier to keep.
"Get ready." Ivan gestured to them to hurry up. "We'll be waiting for you in the lobby."
Ash listened to Ivan's footsteps fading away, picked up the storybook on the small round table, and looked up at the wizard tower with "Lilac" printed on it in the distance.
He had the qualifications to compete for this wizard tower, but because of his weakness, he was not only unable to participate, but had to carefully avoid it, borrowing Signy's power, relying on the protection of Lord Nance, and watching from afar in a corner.
I could have been a participant, but I could only be a spectator.
Yelena was unwilling to accept this. Actually, he was also unwilling to accept this.
He quietly withdrew his gaze and turned to walk into the room.
One day, he would become a true participant and come to this city again.
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