Uppur's despair

Now, Uppur had become a laughingstock in Winterwind. The first time they went to the ruins, most of their mercenary group died, but the second time when he brought two other large mercenary teams, only he came back alive again. It was a disaster.

Uppur was even blinded.

Thanks to that, the small mercenary groups that had been suppressed by the three major mercenary groups in Pine Wind began to rise. Some even thought that they could bully the Blind Sorcerer, Uppur.

As a result, after a few bold, unlucky guys were frozen into ice sculptures on the street, those who were previously bold enough to kick him stopped any harassment.

Different from physical classes, spellcasters were capable of fighting even though they were blind. After all, mental power could be used as a second pair of eyes. Also, as the spellcasters grew stronger, their mental power detection was more reliable than their eyes, and they could reach farther.

In the base of the White Bears Mercenary Group, Uppur heaved a long sigh in the captain's office. The previously lively base was rather deserted at this moment. Ever since the last incident, the mercenaries had either left or dispersed. Now, only a few very loyal people remained.

Uppur touched his eyes and snorted coldly.

Generally speaking, in this world of magic, it was not unusual to lose an arm or a leg as long as one was not killed on the spot. It could be regrown with magic, although it would cost more money.

However, Uppur's eyes could not be healed. Or rather, an amazing power was preventing the Healing Magic from working on the eyeball.

The Bug Lady was not simple. That was what Uppur thought at this moment.

A mercenary walked in from outside, reported some matters, and then retreated.

Another mercenary group had entered the ruins. Uppur laughed coldly. He was the one who had secretly leaked the information about the entrance to the ruins. He had deliberately lured people to deal with the bug woman in the ruins. Since he no longer had the ability to deal with her, it was normal for him to use some tricks.

For example, killing with a borrowed knife.

However, the recent feedback made him feel uneasy. The Bug Lady seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. At first, a few mercenaries could come, but now, none of them could return alive from the ruins.

Could he still kill that Bug Lady?

Uppur felt that it was rather uncanny. He could become even more powerful, but that didn't mean that the evil insect woman would remain stagnant.

Sighing sadly, Uppur continued to meditate and gather magical elements. This was the simplest and most direct way for Mages to strengthen themselves.

Once a Magician entered meditation, they would lose track of time. Meditation could even replace sleep. When Uppur woke up from his meditation, he stood up. After taking a few steps, his body suddenly froze.

In his perception, there was a bright light source on his left, but he knew that it was not a real light source, but an effect caused by the high concentration of mana, and it was obvious that such a scene was caused by a large concentration of light elements.

Most importantly, Uppur sensed that this woman had a pair of wings on her back.

This familiar symbol made his blood rush to his head. Just as he was about to gather magical elements to blast the woman in front of him into smithereens … A magic shock appeared on the other party's body, directly sweeping away the nearby magical elements.

Without magic power, the spellcaster was just a chicken that was slightly more agile than the average person. Uppur stood still and looked straight at the woman sitting two meters away. His fists were clenched tightly.

Sorrow and despair filled his chest. If he wasn't a spellcaster and had some willpower, he would've collapsed to the ground by now.

He didn't expect that his little scheme would fail, and the other party would come to him.

"I remember you," said the woman sitting on the chair. There was a hint of seduction and tenderness in her voice. "You escaped once when I didn't have much intelligence. When I had a human body and emotions …? Watch? I remember blinding your eyes. I didn't expect you to walk out from there. "

"You can actually talk." Uppur felt his throat tremble. "Aren't you a monster? How can you talk?"

"What's so strange about that?" The woman smiled. "There are countless monsters in this world that are weirder than me. If they can talk, why can't I?"

Uppur took two steps back. Generally speaking, a monster that could talk was at least at the Master level in human terms. A little Mage, on the other hand, was as fragile as a child in front of this humanoid monster.

"You came to me to kill me?"

The woman shook her head. "There's no need. If I wanted to kill you, I would've done it while you were meditating. From the memories of others, I read some very interesting things. Does your White Bear mercenary group have a good reputation? "

"That was in the past, not now. Ever since we met you, we've been down on our luck! "

"So it's my fault?" The woman's words were full of mockery and disdain. "You're the only one allowed to come to my territory to kill me, but I'm not allowed to fight back?"

Uppur was suddenly speechless. Indeed, from a human's point of view, he was indeed pitiful. His father was killed, and the mercenary group was almost disbanded. But from the other's point of view, they were indeed invaders, and it was common sense to fight back.

But understanding was understanding. Revenge against one's father was absolutely irreconcilable. In many cases, there was no division between good and evil in this world, only differences in standpoint.

"It seems that you don't want to kill me for now?" Uppur asked, puzzled. "Why?"

"As expected of a spellcaster, very smart." The woman clapped her hands. "Because I need you to do something for me."

"Do you think I'll agree?"

The woman smiled. "If you don't, I'll kill you and get someone else to do it."

Uppur's body trembled. He felt like he was about to faint from anger. The enemy who killed his father was ordering him to do something. If he didn't know that he couldn't beat the other party, he would've turned her into minced meat.

"Why me?"

"Smart people are efficient," the woman said. "I need you to help me find someone. After you find him, you don't have to do anything. Just give me his information."

"That simple?"

"Not simple!" The woman chuckled. "I only know the person's general appearance. I don't know anything else. And in order not to let you slack off, I only allow you to find him within a year. If you find him, you can continue to live. If you can't find him, I think you understand the consequences. "

Uppur took a deep breath. "It's impossible to find someone within a year based on his general appearance."

"Whether it's possible or not, you have to find him," the silver woman mocked. The silver-haired woman laughed mockingly. "I know that in the eyes of smart people like you, everything can be traced. Whether or not you can survive a year from now is entirely up to you."

After speaking, the woman teleported away.

That's right, teleportation. With this, Uple knew that he had no hope of revenge in this lifetime.

There was a piece of paper on the table. Uppur picked it up and spread out his mental strength. A few seconds later, a man's appearance appeared in his mind.

It was a golden-haired man. He was very handsome and young. His biggest feature was that his head was bright gold, not the dark gold of ordinary people.

That was a good feature. There weren't many people in the world with bright gold hair. It wouldn't be too difficult to find the owner of the portrait with that in mind.

Uppur put on a vague smile. The woman didn't kill him immediately, which was her mistake. A year was enough time for him to make a lot of preparations.

He had thought that he would never forget his revenge in this lifetime, but now it seemed that there was a good chance.

Liang Lidong didn't know that someone was "looking" for him. At this moment, he was sitting in a carriage and heading for Isnas.

Because Liang Lidong didn't record the magic waymark of Isnas, he set up the teleportation array on the outskirts of the capital.

The capital was very close to Isnas, only about 40 kilometers away from the city. It only took about half a day to get there by carriage.

They soon arrived at the city of Isnas.

It was a medium-sized city. Because it was next to the capital, there weren't many businesses and politics here. Although it wasn't as wealthy as Sisilia, it was one of the wealthiest cities in Hollevin.

Emma pointed the carriage to the castle and jumped off.

There were several old soldiers standing guard outside the castle's drawbridge. They were all surprised to see Emma, but then they ran over happily and knelt down on one knee to salute her. They shouted in unison, "Welcome to the Third Princess's house."

There weren't many direct descendants in the royal family of Hollevin. Apart from her two brothers, Emma was the only female direct descendant of the royal family.

"You may rise."

Looking at the veterans who were kneeling before her, Emma nodded in satisfaction. Then, she put her hand on Liang Lidong's shoulder and said, "These are my friends. You must respect them as much as you treat me, got it?"

The veterans nodded solemnly. "Got it."

At this moment, a middle-aged female Magician ran out from outside the castle. She was very fast. She threw herself in front of Emma and hugged her tightly. She said happily, "Little Emma, you're finally here. I missed you so much."

"Master, I missed you too," Emma mumbled in the woman's arms.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a housekeeper's uniform came out of the castle. He had a rigid expression on his face, and his words were also very rigid: "Princess Emma, ​​you are here. I am really glad to see you. But I hope you can tell me whether the Temple of Storms allows you to get close to other men before retiring."