Black Hearted Mage

The shocking news of Caesars's victory over Boman swept across Fire Maple City like a gust of wind. The speed of its spread was astonishing, as if it had instantly ignited every corner of the city.

Almost immediately, the nobles of Fire Maple City, like hungry sharks smelling the strong scent of blood, prepared their gifts and set off for Baron Cavill's residence. For a moment, the previously peaceful and orderly Baron Cavill residence was filled with a bustling crowd.

The wide, open streets of Fire Maple City's commercial district were suddenly plunged into chaos and congestion. Luxuriantly decorated carriages were stuck in traffic, their drivers anxiously whipping and shouting, but to no avail. Pedestrians struggled to navigate the throng of traffic, their complaints echoing.

At that moment, in the small living room on the third floor of the Cavill family's mansion, Caesars sat quietly on a comfortable sofa. His brow furrowed, as if troubled by something. Meanwhile, the beautiful and dignified head maid, Cecilia, stood gracefully by the window, her gaze passing over the bustling crowd downstairs to Old Joey and his two sons, who were busy working in the yard.

"Master Caesar, why don't you go out and meet the visiting nobles?" Cecilia turned and asked softly. Her voice was gentle and melodious, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake.

Caesars looked up at Cecilia, a trace of helplessness on his face. "Maid, these so-called nobles are merely driven by profit. In my eyes, they are completely devoid of sincerity. They are nothing but a bunch of greedy leeches who feed on the blood of others!"

"What Caesar said is right, but this is the way the nobles survive. They all want to take advantage of the situation and make use of Caesar's current strength. Most of the nobles want marriage, so that they can better bind Caesar together!" Joanna, who was wearing a red magic robe, looked at Caesar and explained.

"Looks like I have to leave Fire Maple City as soon as possible!"

As soon as Caesar finished speaking, Rom, wearing a noble robe, hurried into the small living room with a large bundle of exquisite scrolls in his hands.

"Caesars, these are magic portraits. The head of the family asked you to carefully select a few!" Rom placed the scroll on the coffee table in front of the sofa and then spoke.

"Old Joey wants to get married? Then I'll help him find a good wife!"

Hearing that Old Joey was getting married, Rom thought he had misheard and was stunned for a moment. Joanna and Cecilia were shaking with laughter. Old Joey was too old to walk, and the remaining life was almost coming to an end.

"Kaissa, it's for you to choose!"

Dom was a little anxious.

"Rome, Ms. Joanna doesn't care about my business, do you want to interfere?"

Caesars was a little angry. Old Joey and his son had crossed the line and wanted to sacrifice him for the benefit of the Cavill family.

"Rome, get out! You don't need to interfere in Caesar's affairs, otherwise I will be angry with you!" Joanna said to Rom bluntly.

Joanna had a bad temper. Most of the old nobles still alive in Fire Maple City had been taught a lesson by her when they were young. As Joanna's nephew, Rom was also taught a lesson by her.

"Aunt, we are also concerned about Caesar!" Rom said earnestly.

"Get out of here right now, or I'll send you out with a giant fireball!"

Joanna yelled, and Rom's legs trembled for a moment before he turned and fled from the small living room. He had been afraid of this aunt since he was a child, and she had the nerve to send him down the stairs with a huge fireball.

Caesars felt that Joanna's approach was too direct, but very effective.

"Madam, where is it easier to sell magic items, weapons and equipment? Let's rule out setting up stalls in the square first!" Caesars asked Joanna.

"The Imperial Capital Magic Academy has people from all professions. They sell not only magic items, but also weapons and equipment, alchemical potions, and even various magical materials. The prices are basically the same as those at the stalls in the main square."

Joanna thought for a moment and immediately answered Caesar's question. Caesar was overjoyed. He sold many magic weapons in the square, and the people from the magic academy were the main buyers.

"Ma'am, thank you so much. Please accept this staff!"

Kaisas smiled slightly, then took out a dragon blood wood staff from his space ring. The staff was a deep and bright red, as if it were condensed from flames.

He gently stroked the staff, a trace of awe in his eyes. This was one of the precious treasures given by his ancestors, and it was also a powerful fire staff.

Kaisas knew that if he sold the staff, he could indeed exchange it for a large amount of magic crystals. However, this would also put the staff at risk of being purchased by potential enemies, or even falling into the hands of ambitious individuals in the Saint Laurent Empire.

At this moment, Joanna's eyes widened and she exclaimed in surprise, "Kaesus, you have an endless supply of treasures! Not only does you have the elven magic blade, but you also have a metal staff, and now you even have two dragon bloodwood staffs!"

Joanna reached out without hesitation and took the dragon's bloodwood staff. As a learned and well-informed magician, she was very familiar with this rare material. She also had a dragon's bloodwood staff, but it was nothing compared to what Caesars was displaying.

Dragon's Bloodwood, a rare tree found deep within the Endless Forest, possesses excellent magical properties, making it a top-tier material for staves and wands. Generally speaking, only trees over a thousand years old will exhibit a slightly translucent texture in their heartwood.

The staff that Caesars held out was as translucent and radiant as a brilliant red crystal. This indicated that the dragon blood tree was at least three thousand years old, a truly rare and invaluable treasure.

"Madam, if you like the staff, take it and use it. It's of no use to me if you keep it!" said Caesars.

"Kaisas, where did you get all those magic weapons? The Thorn Flower Trading Company can't possibly give you so many!"

Joanna put away the dragon blood wood staff and threw the staff she was originally using to Caesars.

"Ma'am, the dragon bloodwood staffs have always been in the ruins of Ludwig Castle, and no one can take them away. Once they are taken, the frozen legendary beast will immediately break free. If the elven elders don't kill it, the entire Violet City will be destroyed by it!"

Caesars spoke lightly, and Joanna immediately recalled what happened that year. When the legendary monster broke out of the ground, the Magic Guild and the Mage Alliance were digging a tunnel. Many people were eaten by the giant monster and were eventually led into the forest.

"The ruins are a trap?"

"You can say that!"

The underground ruins had long since completely collapsed, and the countless secrets once hidden within had been destroyed and buried without a trace by this devastating disaster. Besides broken rocks and dust, even the incredibly solid black steel rock was now hard to find intact.

In order to get rid of those nobles who were clinging to him like annoying flies, and also to prepare enough training resources to improve his own strength.

A few days later, Caesars, wearing an elven mask, changed his appearance and quietly left Fire Maple City. He desperately needed soul energy, but his conscience wouldn't allow him to wantonly kill innocent people from the Roland Empire. He set his sights on the Saint Roland Empire, and some people became an excellent choice.

After a long journey of over ten days, exhausted both physically and mentally, Caesars arrived in Violet City. This familiar city gave him a long-lost sense of security, and he decided to rest here to better adjust his condition and further improve his strength. The fierce battle with Bowman, which was undoubtedly a decisive one, not only boosted his confidence but also gave him a profound understanding.

As Caesars, with a slightly heavy step, entered his humble stone cottage, a warm feeling of belonging washed over him. Only here could he truly claim to own it. In contrast, the luxurious, bustling castle, bustling with activity, belonged entirely to Ludwig and his son. Despite its splendor and bustle, for Caesars, the tranquility and freedom his small stone cottage offered were priceless treasures.

Kaisas changed his last name to Rod, his full name is Rodriguez. As for the last name Ludwig, it is a record that has been misunderstood by history. Ludwig was the name of a magician whose last name was also Rod, and he was a descendant of an arcane elf pioneer.

Speaking of the pioneers of the Arcane Elves, we must begin with the tragic history of the Elves, beginning with the invasion of the demons and the fall of the Elven Kingdom. To break the demonic bloodline deprivation curse, several pioneers of the Arcane Elves faced it head-on. This seemingly harmless curse would perpetuate itself within their bloodlines. A powerful bloodline would be weakened repeatedly until it became a mediocre and lowly bloodline.

In that mysterious and ancient era, the Bloodline Deprivation Curse was like an insurmountable chasm, hidden in the bloodlines of the descendants of the elven pioneers. This terrifying curse seemed to possess endless vitality, and after a long time, it has not dissipated for more than ten thousand years.

Just when all the elves were helpless, a great man emerged - Raven Rhodes, the ancestor of Kaesus. He broke the bloodline deprivation curse and created a series of curse spells.

Within that magnificent ring of mountains stood a mysterious magical tower. This tower had witnessed countless historical changes and magical miracles. Within the tower, three venerable elder elves were lost in deep meditation. Their eyes were closed, and a faint glow emanated from their bodies, blending with the powerful magic that permeated the surroundings.

Suddenly, the previously tranquil underground pool of arcane energy began to surge and boil. The purple-red arcane energy surged wildly like a wild horse. As if drawn by an invisible force, it automatically converged and gradually formed a small dimensional portal.

As the energy fluctuations grew stronger, the entire magic tower began to tremble slightly. Sensing this unusual movement, the three old elves awoke from their meditations. Their faces solemn, they hurried to the underground magic pool.

"Old Ethan, what is going on? Why did the plane portal suddenly open?" Crassus asked first, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

Facing his companion's question, Old Ethan frowned, staring at the portal that had not yet been fully formed in front of him. He slowly shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, but in my opinion, it's very likely that it was opened by Raven. However... you see, this dimensional portal is obviously not yet completed, and the scale seems a bit small!"

Everyone looked in the direction Old Ethan pointed and found that the portal was indeed quite crude. Although it had taken shape, it was missing many crucial arcane patterns, making the overall structure look shaky and ready to collapse at any moment.

At that moment, the portal stopped building, as if it had stalled. The purple-red arcane energy suddenly stopped, and the portal resembled an incomplete eyeball, with a pitch-black hole at its center.

An oval, dark red stone-like object, about half a man's height, suddenly passed through the portal and landed on the ground, spinning non-stop. The portal immediately disappeared, and the excess arcane energy fell into the energy pool, returning it to calm.

“There seems to be words on it!”

The elf elder Destro pointed at the spinning stone and said.

"Don't touch it, wait for it to stop on its own!"

Just as Crassus was about to touch the stone, Old Ethan quickly stopped him and continued, "There's still void energy remaining on its surface. We can't touch it!"

Void energy is an extremely dangerous thing that requires strength of level 30 or above to explore. The three old elves are only level 28, and touching the void energy requires strength of level 34 or above.

The dark red stone was slowing down, and the words on its surface were becoming clearer, though they still couldn't be read coherently. The three old elves waited quietly, eager to know what message the stone had left.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the dark red oval stone stopped rotating. The three old elves stepped forward to read the words engraved on its surface, and finally understood its origin.

"This is a gift from Riven to Kaesus. It's a monster egg from the Abyss. It needs to be taken to the Southern Continent to hatch!"

The three old elves were very familiar with the handwriting and learned that this dark red "stone" was actually a monster egg.