"Wizard Palen, what do you think of this wisteria?" Melda sat on the chair, leaning forward slightly, with a perfect smile on her face.

This makes him look gentle and elegant.

"Not bad indeed." Palen was a young wizard with silver hair. He smiled slightly, and although he tried hard to remain calm, there was an unconcealable frivolity on his face.

"I know there are wisteria flowers there, Wizard Palen. If you are willing, then after a certain period of time, we will go to that place." Palen seemed not to notice the frivolous appearance of the wizard in front of him. He behaved very well, smiling and speaking softly.

"Can."

Paren nodded.

After speaking to Melda again, he stood up and staggered away.

Melda watched Palen's gradually leaving figure, and the expression on her face gradually disappeared.

"Young Master." Seeing this scene, a guard leader couldn't help but walk forward and whispered to Melda.

Melda shook her head and said nothing.

He closed his eyes, and after a long time, he opened them again.

"Wizard? Humph, wizard, now these wizards, the so-called noble spellcasters, finally understand the importance of us Tuso people, and are finally willing to save face and cooperate with us Tuso people." Melda raised the corners of her mouth slightly and sneered.

He had no respect at all for wizards, the so-called spellcasters.

"Young Master, we Tusuo people are now..." The leader of the guards couldn't help but speak when he saw this.

"I know."

Melda waved her hand gently and said, "We Tusuo people are still very weak now. We have to make friends with wizards and sorcerers and get their help and recognition. Only in this way can we Tusuo people gain a foothold and persist in this difficult environment."

"After all, this is a wizarding world where wizards are respected."

"Just like the so-called wizard Palen just now, he is a descendant of a branch of the fourth-level true meaning. If not, how could I have gone to so much trouble to please him and find the wisteria flowers that he urgently needs."

"However, I believe this is only a temporary phenomenon. In the future, we Tusuo people will regain our former glory and rebuild a powerful empire that all wizard organizations and warlock heritages will have to face with caution!"

Melda said this, his voice was loud and clear, as if he was making some great decision.

"Young Master, the wisteria flowers are located deep in the Youshui Mountains. So, are you really planning to go there with that wizard Palen?" The leader of the guards thought about it and couldn't help but speak.

"Of course, I will definitely go."

Melda looked at the guard leader who seemed very worried, smiled, and comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, I will bring many experts with me, and the Elder Council will also allocate some elite troops to me, so there will be no problem."

"Just think of it as accompanying that young wizard on a picnic."

Melda said this with a very relaxed expression on her face.

“By the way, has there been anything special recently?” Suddenly, Melda thought of something, so he looked at the leader of the guards and asked.

"Nothing else happened. Everything is normal. However, there is one thing that you asked me to pay attention to." The guard leader thought for a moment and said, "It was a servant of the family, Thorn. We originally sent enough forces to arrest him, but he managed to escape. So, this..."

The guard leader seemed to be unsure of how to continue.

Melda's brows frowned at this moment.

He has always had an indescribable feeling towards Thorne. The first reason was that Thorne was taught by the noble wizard Morin. The second reason was that when facing the young master of his family, he was not afraid or nervous and even dared to attack him directly. The third reason was also very important.

Hina is beautiful.

very beautiful.

Melda was attracted to Sina when she saw her, but such a beautiful woman was devoted to Thorne, a servant, which made Melda extremely jealous.

In Melda's heart, Xina belongs to him and can only belong to him.

Even if nothing else happened, Thorne would die.

Melda thought so in her heart.

"Did Thorne escape into the Dark Water Mountains..." Melda thought to himself, and suddenly he had an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

It was as if something in the dark was telling him what was going on and stirring an inexplicable chord in his heart.

Melda exhaled gently and calmed herself down.

"Use my authority to send out the family's private soldiers, and even submit an application to the tribe's highest elders' council, requesting the most elite guards among our Tuso people." Melda said, and asked the guard leader to write down everything and do it quickly.

After that, he left here and began to prepare to go to the Youshui Mountains.

Two days later, Melda, along with her guards, set out with Palen for the Youshui Mountains.

They moved forward, and slowly, they approached their destination.

As luck would have it, the place they were heading to was the cliff where Thorne almost fell last time.

It's like something is destined.

"Wizard Palen, this is the destination of our trip. Let's take a rest first. We will set out the next day to pick wisteria flowers." Melda said to Palen with a smile while riding on a warhorse.

Palen covered his lips with a white handkerchief and coughed in a noble manner, but he did not mean to object.

On the second day, many Tuso people began to search together with the wizards brought by Palen.

"ah!"

Suddenly, several Tuso people and wizards were not paying attention and screamed, and they fell directly into the cliff below.

"Be careful...ah!" Melda was startled. His body suddenly moved and he fell off the cliff.

Palen and the others standing nearby were completely stunned.

Two or three days passed, and the people Palen and his companions sent to investigate had not found any results at all. Just when they were about to give up and ask some powerful wizards to come, a black mist suddenly surged up, and a figure stumbled out.

It was none other than Melda.

Melda looked very embarrassed at this moment. His face was pale, his clothes were tattered, his breath was faint, and in his hand he held a stone sword.

"Master!"

The guards cried out in surprise and rushed over.

"Thank God, Melda, you're okay." Seeing this, Palen also breathed a sigh of relief.

Melda smiled at them, and after saying a few words reluctantly, he lay down on the carriage, took the potion, and began to rest.

In the carriage, Melda subconsciously thought of what he had experienced at the bottom of the cliff in the past few days.

There was darkness below the cliff, with almost endless fog surging, and in the fog, there were many strange creatures. Many of his guards tried their best to protect him, but they still died in the end. Melda was also running away. If he had not accidentally obtained a stone sword, he would have died long ago.

"The Demon Sealed Cave, according to the records of our Tusuo people, this should be the legendary Demon Sealed Cave..." Melda felt very uneasy.

Even when he returned to the small town of Hull and his mansion, he was still the same.

"I actually came out of the Demon Sealing Cave. This is simply incredible. Yes, it is incredible."

Melda's fingers were tapping lightly on the table, he was thinking about something.

With a creak, the door opened and the leader of the guards walked in.

"Master, I'm sorry, we failed again in our attempt to deal with Thorn. This time, Thorn killed everyone." The guard leader said, and at the same time, he sighed, "Thorn's strength is improving so fast, it's incredible, he's just like a legendary figure."

These words flashed through Melda's mind like lightning.

servant……

Wizards teach...

Rapid strength improvement...

Legendary figure...

Demon Sealing Cave...

legend……

Everything is connected in series.

Melda slammed her fist on the table.

He understood everything! "In the legend of our Tusuo people, the great king will defeat the terrifying demons and enchanting monsters, obtain the power of the legendary dragon, become the son of the dragon, and lead the Tusuo people to revive!"

"He is the greatest king!"

The leader of the guards was frightened by Melda's action, but Melda didn't pay attention to it. His body was shaking and even trembling.

"Legends...Legends are true."

"Great king... Terrible demon..."

"Thorne, you are a great king, right?"

"Am I the terrifying demon in the legend?!"

Melda's eyes gradually became fierce, and she said: "The king and the devil, the king and the devil..."

“Haha, haha.”

"The King and the Devil!!"

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