There were no waves, no other ups and downs, and no other things.

Morin and those wizards and sorcerers are the leaders and elders of various wizard sects. They have noble identities and extraordinary status, which cannot be compared with ordinary wizards and sorcerers. The sorcerers had already communicated with them before, so when Morin and others entered, Angolo, the old lord of Black Purple City, was already waiting for them in the main seat.

Yes, An'goro's level five spirit ring is good, but facing other masters coming, he still needs to maintain his appearance.

"Welcome." Angolo looked very old, with wrinkles on the corners of his eyes and his silver hair combed neatly, but there was not much vitality in his eyes. Only his eyes were warm and bright, which made him look particularly deep.

"Respected An'goro Spirit Ring."

The wizards, sorcerers, rulers and elders bowed slightly to An'goro, and Morin did the same.

"Don't be so polite. After all, many of us are old friends. However, this one is..." Angolo leaned back in a high-back chair. He raised his hand slightly and chuckled softly, but soon, Angolo set his eyes on Morin. He frowned and looked a little puzzled.

"Maureen, I'm Maureen."

"Maureen Olsen, owner of the Gintama Hand."

Morin smiled, performed a wizard's etiquette towards Angolo, and then he began to speak.

"Gintama's Hand?" Angolo was startled, but he quickly realized what was happening and said, "The story of Gintama's Hand has been spreading like wildfire. I'm also curious about the new owner of Gintama's Hand. I didn't expect it to be you, Morin."

After a brief conversation, Maureen and the wizards and warlocks sat down at their individual dining tables.

There were some exquisite snacks on the dining table, which tasted very delicious. At the same time, they were of great help to activate the energy of the wizard in the body of the fourth-level true existence, which made Morin very impressed. Although this thing looked simple, the price was not low.

In addition, Morin also noticed that Angolo was very old. There were two people in charge of entertaining them. One was a tall and thin old man with a neatly trimmed white beard, who looked very delicate. The other was a middle-aged man with a sturdy body, dark golden hair, and very wild, like a lion.

As if he could see Morin's confusion, Angolo took the initiative to introduce them while sitting on the high-backed chair. He stretched out his hand, pointed at the old man, and said, "He is my old butler Byron, who has been with us for more than two hundred years. The other one is my child, Shelov."

"Hello."

Maureen nodded slightly toward Byron and Shelov.

"Welcome to our Black Purple City." Byron stood beside Angolo, just smiled but did not speak. Instead, Shelov next to him bowed slightly to Morin and said this.

Maureen had a brief exchange with them.

Shelov, a fourth-level true meaning sorcerer and descendant of the Night Bat.

Byron, the old butler, is a top-level third-level warlock who is just one step away from becoming a fourth-level true being.

"grandfather."

At this time, Maine walked in from outside with a bright smile on his face, very sunny.

"Maine, my child, you are here. Come and sit down. Come on." Angolo's eyes lit up slightly, as if they were instantly filled with extra energy. He beckoned to Maine to sit down, appearing eager, and at the same time introduced Maine to the other wizards and sorcerers.

Shelov didn't seem to react at all, he was just watching the scene.

Maureen looked ahead, then looked away.

He thought of the information that Gintama had collected later, which included some information about the internal situation of Kuropurpure City.

It is difficult for those with the bloodline of the Night Bat to have offspring. Old Angolo only has two sons. His eldest son was very outstanding, but he died in an accident later, leaving behind Maine, and his youngest son is Shelov.

Angolo is very old now, and the future owner of Black Purple City will be decided between Maine and Shelov.

Maine is a junior, and according to common sense, he cannot compete with Shelov, after all, his strength is not enough. But for some unknown reason, Angolo is very fond of Maine, and the blood power in Maine is very pure, far exceeding that of Shelov.

In this way, things that were originally certain became vague.

Who will be the future master of Black Purple City? Everyone knows it.

No one is sure.

The wizards around were obviously aware of the situation. After all, it was not a big secret. So, although the current situation seemed very harmonious, they became very cautious. The atmosphere also became a little weird at this time.

"Respected An'goro Spirit Ring." The old wizard who had been talking to Morin outside the door stood up. He bowed slightly to An'goro and said, "This time, we want to make a careful observation during the blood moon and sense the dark power more specifically. We have brought the things we have paid for this. Please come and check it out."

The old wizard said this, being very respectful to Angoro.

"Pal is in charge. The situation is different this time. According to the information we have, the power of the blood moon this time will be particularly ferocious and powerful. The origin of darkness will be very obvious. You will definitely gain something. So this time, the price you have to pay cannot be the same as before. It will have to be a little more..." Maine frowned slightly and wanted to say something.

"Okay Mayne."

Angoro waved his hand slightly to stop Mayne from speaking. He looked at the nervous old wizard Pal and said, "The price you pay is still the same as before. There will be no change. But Mayne is right. The power of the blood moon is indeed more fierce this time. So, if you want to comprehend it, you must be more careful."

"Also, during the blood moon, some of the sparse Night Bat bloodline people will not be able to control themselves and may attack you, so you must be careful."

As Angoro spoke, he shook his head slightly and said, "Although you have paid a price, we cannot guarantee your safety."

"well."

The old wizard Pal and other wizard leaders were frightened after this change. They didn't say anything at all, and they had nothing to say. They just kept nodding.

The matter ended here. Just when everyone thought that things were almost over, a tiny bat flapped its wings and flew up.

The bat fell to the ground and transformed into a young man. He approached Angolo and whispered something.

"I really didn't expect that another guest would come." Angelo frowned slightly, but soon, his frown relaxed, he smiled, looked at the people below, and said, "A distinguished guest has arrived, everyone, let's welcome him together."

Another guest? And a distinguished guest? The wizards were slightly stunned, and Morin also felt curious at this time.

Soon, a man walked in. He was tall, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing rough armor and holding a broad cross sword in his hand. He walked with steady steps and calm eyes. His temperament was very prominent and distinct, like a king who led everything.

When he saw the young man, Morin was stunned.

"Jace?" Maureen was really surprised.

The man in front of him was none other than Jace, the new king of the Holy Thorn Flower Principality.

When Morin came to the wizarding world and left Gintama's hands for the first time, he went to the Holy Thorn Flower Principality. He experienced many things in the Holy Thorn Flower Principality. There he obtained the Lost City of the Holy Roland Empire, the essence of the ancient phoenix, and the mark of the ancestor of wizards.

Apart from him, the entire Holy Thorn Flower Principality was in turmoil. The second prince, who belonged to the Holy Roland Empire and had a lot of praise, was killed, and the eldest prince Jace, who had been forbearing and looked mediocre, ascended the throne and became the new king of the Holy Thorn Flower Empire.

Although the old king had insight into everything, Jace arranged it very well, very well.

After becoming the new king, Jace has been busy stabilizing the situation within the principality, taking over power, and regulating relations between all parties. The news that Morin got from Diana in the Hand of Silver Soul was that the Holy Thorn Flower Principality had recently begun to expand, and because the new king Jace was well-managed and good at planning, the Holy Thorn Flower Principality continued to make moves, won victory after victory, and showed a tendency to become a powerful country in the northern part of the Wizarding Continent.

Jace shouldn't be here.

"Is that you, Maureen?"

Jace was impressed by Morin. When he saw Morin, he recognized him at once.

After nodding to Morin, Jace turned around and looked at Angolo in front of him. He bowed slightly and saluted Angolo.

"Jace, respected king, why did you come to our Black Purple City?" Angolo did not speak, but Shelov, who was tall and strong like a lion, started to ask.

"I came here for something."

Jace took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and looked straight ahead at An'goro, who was sitting in a high-back chair, shrouded in a shadow. His body was particularly blurry, and he said, "Respected An'goro Spirit Ring, when the army of the Holy Thorn Flower Principality was conquering the Northern Language Rong people in the north, it was smooth sailing at the beginning, but later, we encountered problems."

"Those Northern Rong people seem to be crazy, their strength is increasing rapidly, and the Principality's guards are no match for them. It is too difficult for us to deal with them. Their injuries will not have much impact, and they are difficult to kill."

"Now, those Northern Rong people have spread out. They rushed out of their original gathering place and attacked the nearby duchies and wizard organizations and warlock heritages. Many duchies and organizations have been affected." Jace said.

"Your Majesty, this is something that your Royal Wizard Group should consider. You should ask the wizards of your Royal Wizard Group instead of coming to our Black Purple City to ask us." Mayne slowly put down the goblet in his hand. He looked at Jace with a half-smile on his face and said, "This has nothing to do with our Black Purple City."

"If it's really just a problem that can be solved, I will find various ways to bother you and won't bother you at your door."

Jace shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Shelov, Mr. Mayne, do you know that the situation of those Northern Tongue Rong people seems to be infected by your Night Bat bloodline?"

Hearing this, the whole hall suddenly became quiet.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?" Shelov's expression was very ugly.

"I don't mean anything else." Jace thought for a moment, then he said, "Everyone, you know about the demon, right?"