Frost City had resumed its former peace. The Spell Casters of the Dark Magic Region worked to pacify everyone, and there were no further disturbances in Frost City.
Nonetheless, within the highest tower of the Dark Magic Region in Frost City, the atmosphere was tense.
As Frost City was built by the Dark Magic Region, it had carried the Dark Magic Region's past manners and traditions. They had erected many towers. Currently, Merlin was in Wizard Seymour's tower. Not even Seventh-level Wizards had the right to enter – only Wizard Seymour and those two Eighth-level Wizards.
"Wizard Merlin, it's been so many years. Where have you been? Why were we unable to find out anything about you?"
Wizard Seymour could not help but ask at last. In the past, due to his high regard of Merlin, he would often send Wizards to inquire in the southern and northern Spell Caster world, even infiltrating the dangerous Holy Light Empire to ask around.