The Tear of God

The runes on the Dark Magic ring flickered constantly as if they would disappear at any moment. Runes like these could only be sustained for a short while, so Merlin did not dare delay and instead told Wizard Leo right away, "Teacher, there's something I have to report. This is regarding His Royal Highness the eighth prince of the Blackmoon royal family. He wishes to invite you to the Imperial City for a discussion!"

The terrifying blood-red third eye on Wizard Leo's forehead opened slightly and flickered with crimson light. It followed Merlin's gaze and looked toward the eighth prince.

Even though the eighth prince knew that this was only an image formed by runes, and was not Wizard Leo himself in person, he still felt a chill, and could only force a smile. "Wizard Leo, I sincerely hope that you would come to the Imperial City for a discussion!"

"Heh heh, I'm not interested in the royal family's mess!"