The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 238 - 7: Entering the Cocoon

Chapter 238: Chapter 7: Entering the Cocoon

"Do you wish to go to Leon? Is that necessary?" Although he raised his eyebrows, the slovenly mage didn’t seem too surprised, apparently having anticipated Komer’s move, "What about your arrangements here in the Caucasus? And there’s Mage Lome, you’d better think everything through."

"I have no choice right now. Homer’s army from Bruce Fortress has already begun to mobilize, and those fools in Leon are certainly no match for the Army of Homer. If we don’t intervene in time to help them, I’m afraid they won’t last long before they’re wiped out." Komer had pondered long before coming to this decision. Direct involvement would only give Homer better excuses and more troops to join the fray. His own resources were clearly insufficient to contend with Homer. Furthermore, the armed forces of Leon’s rioters were already not weak. What they lacked was experience in dealing with regular armies and some necessary guidance. Of course, the training issue could not be resolved in a short time. They would have to rely on their robust manpower to compensate.

"You’re worried that Homer will take the opportunity to launch a military campaign against the Caucasus?" Nodding his head, Rebry could understand the concern. Preparing for potential troubles was something every ruler must consider.

"It’s not just a possibility, it’s a certainty. Philip will not tolerate the presence of such a defiant force in Our Caucasus, especially now that the Caucasus seems to be growing too big to be controlled. If I were Philip, I would also take this opportunity to eradicate this menace and destroy the enemy in its bud stage," Komer spoke lightly as he nodded, "Therefore, I must fend off the enemy outside the gates of the nation, preventing Homer’s army from crossing through Leon by helping those rioters block their path."

"Do you believe those rioter militias can withstand Homer’s army?" Rebry also doubted that the rioter militias could stand a chance against Homer’s army.

"Without our help, they certainly cannot. But with our intervention, anything is possible. That’s why I need your assistance." Komer smiled and nodded. It was time for these mages and dark knights to make their move. Otherwise, what was the point of keeping them at such great expense? Though it might seem on the surface that he was helping the rioters, he was actually defending the Caucasus, and they had to fulfill their responsibilities.

With a slight smile, Rebry nodded nonchalantly, "No problem, Lord. We will fulfill our promise. What kind of help do you need from us?"

"I hope you can enter Leon with me. My intelligence agents have already secured a foothold in Leon, so we need not worry about exposure. We just need to offer guidance and advice when necessary. Besides, it seems that Philip has also sent three mages to assist the army in suppressing the rioters. Maybe at that time, we’ll need to find a quiet place for these mages." Komer smiled darkly, seeming to sense a flicker of anticipation in the other party’s heart. He leaned back in his chair and snapped his fingers in an almost ungentlemanly manner.

"Heh, Your Excellency the Baron, you have thoughtfully considered everything for us, as always. No problem, we too are eager to gauge the level of Homer’s mages. When do you plan to leave?" Rebry remained languid and composed, his inner joy betrayed by his eyes alone. The prospect of an unrestrained duel between mages was most tantalizing, a chance to fully exercise and showcase one’s abilities in attack, defense, and evasion. Ah, and with so many troops to provide a chance to test large-scale attack magic, it was a rare opportunity indeed, one Rebry did not wish to miss.

"Very soon, within the next few days. I would like to ask you, Mr. Mihailovich, Solonberg, and Vladimir Koff to accompany me, while Mr. Newman, whose strengths lie elsewhere, can stay in Damarlinsk Castle to continue studying those secret paths and mechanisms in the underground palace." Komer stood up, hugged the other man to finalize the matter, "I also need to sort out Mage Lome’s situation. This trip might take a while, perhaps even a month."

"Hehe, Your Excellency the Baron, how is the research on that Light Mage going?" Rebry’s eyes glittered with keen interest at the mention of the mysterious magician.

"Heh, Mr. Rebry, rest assured, there has been some progress. Once I have fully understood her and all the minute details of the Church of Light known to her, I can completely erase her memory. She will soon become a new star among our dark mages, a truly unique and different new star! Hahahaha!" Their eyes met, and the sly meaning in their words could only be appreciated by the two of them. A sardonic smile and a sinister grin almost simultaneously appeared on the corners of Rebry’s and Komer’s mouths.

Inspecting the half-dazed girl before him, whose eyes flickered with moments of clarity and confusion, Komer knew she had completely lost the ability to introspect. This was the state he needed. There hadn’t been much progress the past two days, but Komer had now grasped the flow of the magic power deep within the girl’s body and the depth of her spiritual power. With his current level of spiritual power, he couldn’t yet fully control her mind, so he had to rely on the recently acquired Black Crystal Staff. Holding the token firmly, Komer couldn’t help but be grateful for the various legacies left to him by Kennifer III. He was certain that Damarlinsk Castle was a secret holdover from the remains of the Dark Empire. The noble who had suddenly become rich and chose this desolate part of the Caucasus to build the castle must have done so after obtaining the treasures of the Dark Empire. It was just unclear what had led to his downfall afterward.