Chapter 69: Enduring in Silence
In the following days, Old Green came every day.
While Lin Li was constantly making up for his lack of actual combat experience, the chaos within Gallos City continued unabated.
The spoils of that day left Gure feeling elated, and he managed to wrestle a few bottles of revival potions from Lin Li as a reward, which was given to the group of mages who had burned down two merchant ships.
Under the stimulation of these bottles of wake-up medicine, everyone was even more enthusiastic and almost every day before dawn, a group of magicians would rush out of the Emerald Tower and attack the various industries of the Meilin family in the city.
Unfortunately, due to the devastating blow on that day, the Merlin family has completely withdrawn.
Dozens of mages and over a hundred magic apprentices, in the city of Gallos, were like hunting dogs searching everywhere, but in the end they only found a few abandoned workshops and some members of the Merlin family who dared to come out and cause trouble at this sensitive moment.
Under the threat of this terrifying force, a group of forces in Gallos City are even more miserable, living every day with bated breath, afraid that one of their subordinates will offend the Magic Guild. Now these bastards have completely lost their minds, whoever offends them is like poking a hornet's nest, they are a group of real bandits, rough and unreasonable.
Especially those six major underground forces, except for Old Odin and the Magic Guild who have always had a good relationship, which of the other five major underground forces is not worried? When the Magic Guild was in decline, they didn't do fewer things to kick them while they were down. Although it wasn't as arrogant as the Merlin family, directly interfering with the affairs of other guilds, but the despicable things they did behind their backs had long been remembered by many magicians.
These days, the leaders of several major forces are really praying every day, they have never been so devout before, just hoping that the magic guild will go crazy soon, or the Merlin family will be destroyed as soon as possible, otherwise, if this continues, they will inevitably become neurotic.
Almost everyone is scolding, apart from scolding the Magic Guild as a group of bandits, they are also scolding the Merlin family as a group of turtles.
Among the most scolded, it is still Aaron Matisse of the Blood Color Brotherhood. He was really driven to desperation because of his cooperation with the Merlin family in operating several casinos, which directly led to the Magic Guild's people smashing casinos as soon as they saw them, regardless of whether they were cooperating with the Merlin family or not.
Aaron-Matis felt wronged, the damn Merlin family had provoked the Magic Guild, but for some reason he was the one who got hurt. Within a week, more than a dozen casinos controlled by the Blood Brothers were smashed. Aaron-Matis couldn't help but curse when he thought about it: "Damn you, Merlin family! You're all turtles, hiding and enjoying yourselves while my casinos are being smashed to pieces. If you have the guts, hide for the rest of your lives and see how that old bastard, Geary, smashes your turtle shells..."
Aaron Mattis's words are blood, his sentences are tears. He almost spat at the face of the Merlin family, but there is still no news from within the Merlin family.
This tolerance makes all forces in Gallos feel absurd, the Magic Association is now arrogant to the point where it's like someone stepping on your head and urinating on your face, even the Merlin family can still tolerate this, it's simply the legendary hundred tolerances become a turtle!
Even within the Merlin family, probably only a few confidants like Evan knew that Old Merlin endured because he was waiting for a duel in a few days.
All problems will no longer be a problem after Cromwell kills Ferry.
The Magic Association seems to be in a dominant position, but without that young magician, they are actually nothing. What about Grian? Old Merlin is also a great demon master, and the battle in front of the Emerald Tower has already proven that the two have similar strength.
If he added the few pieces of equipment secretly hidden within his family, Old Man Mei Lin even had confidence in defeating this strongest mage of Galos.
Only Old Merlin, who had personally experienced that battle, knew just how terrifying the young pharmacist was. With just one bottle of blue medicine, he rendered all his efforts useless, just like being slapped in the face when victory was within grasp. What made Old Merlin feel most desperate was that after Gryffin recovered his magic power, he even took out another bottle as a spare...
The desperate feeling at that time is still engraved in Lao Mei Lin's heart until now.
It was from then on that he knew in order to annihilate the Magic Guild, he must first kill that pharmacist.
So Lao Meilin has been enduring all along, and even when the two merchant ships on the canal were burned, he didn't stand up to say a word, because he knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for was about to arrive...
As for the upcoming duel, Old Merlin was always full of confidence.
Because his only son Krenwell has already broken through the 13th level this morning!
This breakthrough finally brought a hint of comfort to the guilt-ridden Old Mei Lin, as level 13 was a height that most magicians might not be able to reach even after a lifetime of effort.
Although this height is at the cost of never being able to make any progress for the rest of his life...
Looking at the confident Cromwell, Old Merlin's eyes always had a hint of guilt.
"Cromwell, how do you feel now?"
"Very good father." In Cromwell's confident gaze, a hint of madness was hidden, the water curtain impact in the Emerald Tower had been etched in his mind forever. For Cromwell, it was a lifelong shame, he clearly remembered that he had no resistance in front of that magician named Ferry, just like a trash being thrown out of the Emerald Tower.
So after coming back, Old Meilin asked him if he was willing to undergo the family's secret ritual, and Cromwell agreed without hesitation.
He knew that once he went through the ritual, he would exhaust all his potential and would never be able to make any progress in this life again.
But Cromwell knew that this would bring him great power, powerful enough to easily kill Ferrer.
At the time of this ceremony, Cromwell was imagining whether that annoying magician would also show a fearful expression when he appeared with great power. Just like his gaze when he was lying on the steps of the emerald tower...