The Vastness of Magi Chapter 141 - 141 6 Darkness2

??Chapter 141: Chapter 6: Darkness_2

Chapter 141: Chapter 6: Darkness_2

He cast his gaze toward the South, estimating that the howling must have co from at least ten miles away. Not only was the ogre’s hide excellent drum material, but their roars could travel as far as twenty miles. It seed that if their throats could be cut out and processed, a new military horn might indeed be invented. While peering into the distance, Kor entertained this sowhat malevolent thought.

“Ilot, it seems there are quite a few ogres over there. It looks like our mining venture is going to be more challenging than we expected. With those ogres lurking around, I’m afraid no one will be willing to mine here.” Scratching his head in annoyance, Kor smacked his lips. “Has that dwarf made any new discoveries?”

“Boss, isn’t it a bit late to be beating a retreat now? The workers have already started their preliminary mining preparations, and Caffrey’s mining equipnt and tools have also been delivered to Bahomon. We’re just waiting to deal with the ogre problem before letting the workers get to work in the mines. Besides, we’ve already spent a considerable sum constructing the simple road from Bahomon to Ugru, which is now being repaired and expanded. Puber and Caffrey have really poured their resources into this. If you talk about giving up now, won’t they fight you tooth and nail?” Shrugging, Ilot gave a soft whistle and, seeming sowhat preoccupied, flicked his sword blade, which shone like a pool of autumn water, and casually said, “Boss, you have quite a few strange treasures on you. Just whipping out a couple of them could easily turn the ogres into a scurrying ss. Why be so stingy?”

Kor knew what his companion implied with his words. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, “Ilot, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you and Puber, but many things are too fantastical to believe. Speaking of them would only cause confusion. Besides, there are many things that even I can’t clarify myself; I only have a rough understanding. Ah, even my own mind is a tangled ss, unclear and indescribable.”

“Boss, what in this world can’t be clearly expressed? Ever since you returned from exile, Puber and I have noticed a drastic change in you. Even when we ca to the Caucasus with you, we still felt we couldn’t see through you. You’re not the sa boss we knew, but Puber and I can still feel your passionate heart hasn’t changed. However, we fear the responsibilities and pressure you bear are too great. Puber and I have always regarded you as our boss, and if you still consider us your brothers, then you should tell us everything you have encountered. We are brothers. Whatever it is, through thick and thin, we three brothers will shoulder it together!” Ilot suddenly grew angry, his voice becoming impassioned, his fiery gaze fixed unwaveringly on Kor’s sowhat helpless face.

After so reflection, Kor also felt that it wasn’t right to keep hiding things. The fact that he was a Dark Mage couldn’t be kept from Ilot, especially since Ilot had clearly seen him use Necromancy. It would be better to co clean to avoid any misgivings from his two lifelong friends who had never betrayed him.

Kor concisely recounted his three years of exile: wandering across the Continent, how he encountered a Dark Magician and beca his disciple, how he delved into Dark Magic to beco a Dark Magician himself, and talked all the way up to his journey ho, witnessing an assassination by the Church of Light and the ensuing pursuit. Then he spoke of how he accidentally obtained the Dark Crystal and Parchnt Scroll from a corpse, how the Dark Crystal could fuse with his Dark Magic Power under certain conditions, even causing several mutations, and his various experiences and gains from his nightmares. This series of terrifying and wondrous adventures sounded more like the heroic saga of an ancient hero, leaving Ilot speechless, sighing in astonishnt, itching with excitent, and longing for more. Completely engrossed, Ilot was absorbed into the mythical story Kor, not a skilled storyteller, had unfolded.

The mysterious and eerie Dark Mage, the relentless pursuit by the Church of Light, the despicable tactics of the Thunderhorse Knight Group, the curious origins of the Zombie Thieves, the extraordinary history of the Dark Crystal, the profound mystery of the Sheepskin Scroll—these elents made Ilot alternately slap his thigh in awe and speak fervently, almost making Kor believe he had beco a Bard recounting tales of legendary heroes.

To Ilot, already not too fond of the Church of Light, learning that the Thunderhorse Knights would stoop to assassination, and that Kennifer III allowed the imnse Dark Empire to crumble because he was tricked by the Church’s seductive sches only intensified his disdain and disgust for the Church of Light. However, he found the Court treasure of the Dark Empire and Kennifer III’s unrivaled Martial Arts and Combat experience imnsely intriguing. But the treasures were located in the far-off and Dangerous Wilderness, which prevented Ilot from imdiately setting aside all to seek adventure and treasure. Instead, his interest focused entirely on the Martial Arts knowledge and Combat experience stored in Kor’s brain.

However, Kor had to temper Ilot’s enthusiasm, steeped in the mory of Kennifer III. While Kennifer’s mories held the experience needed to beco an unparalleled ruler, this was not sothing that could simply be conveyed verbally. It required endless training and refinent. Of course, Kor could point Ilot in the right direction when necessary, but that didn’t an everything could be omitted. It would rely save Ilot from taking many wrong turns, but that alone was enough to make Ilot ecstatic.