Black Hearted Mage

Caesars came back particularly early today, even a full hour earlier than usual.

As he entered the room, the huge temperature difference between inside and outside made him shudder. The black snake hidden in his pocket seemed to sense the warm and comfortable environment and slowly poked its head out.

Cecilia was still standing at the window watching. Joanna should not have arrived yet.

Seeing Caesars walk in, Cecilia showed a hint of surprise and asked, "Caesars, why are you back so early today?"

Caesars replied with a serious face, "I met a fanatical suitor of Ms. Joanna. He actually wanted to kidnap me in the inner city and then take me outside the city to kill me!"

Hearing this, Cecilia's eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Ah! Which brainless noble would do such a thing?"

Caesars shook his head helplessly and said, "Viscount Chobham has entered the estrus period!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Cecilia couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into laughter. Her laughter echoed throughout the room and her body trembled continuously.

"Kaisas, Viscount Chobham is about the same age as old Joey. He's too old to have a rutting period anymore, so he's probably suffering from Alzheimer's. He's definitely going to lose his title for daring to do something like this in the inner city. As the person involved, you will receive half of his estate as compensation, as stipulated in Imperial law!"

"There's such a good law! Then I'll go to the inner city every day from now on, waiting for the nobles to kidnap me and assassinate me!"

"I think apart from Chobham, no other nobles would dare to do this in the inner city. The inner city is the restricted area of ​​Fire Maple City, and most of the royal family lives there!"

Just then, the sound of horse hooves echoed from the courtyard. Through the bright windows, one could see a luxurious carriage bearing the emblem of the Northern Tower, parked in the snow-covered courtyard.

Joanna, wearing a fiery red fur robe, stepped out of the carriage and looked at the two people at the window. Then Joanna quickened her pace. Cecilia had already walked quickly to the gate and opened the thick wooden door stained with frost and snow.

"Miss, please sit by the fireplace and warm yourself. I'll prepare some tea!"

"Cecilia, I'm a fire mage and I'm not afraid of these little cold weather. Kaisas, how did you come back?"

No one in the Cavill family knew about Caesar's departure from the Northland Tower, and Joanna was also very puzzled by his presence. Caesar had gone to the Kingdom of Thornflowers to feed the black demon snake, so he shouldn't have been able to leave the crater at will.

"Ma'am, I have been promoted to a magician. Now I am traveling around the Roland Continent for five years!"

"Five years! A low-level magician!"

Joanna's tone was agitated, as if she was bewildered by Caesar's actions. He had gone to the crater to feed the black snake, and his advancement to magician was astonishingly fast. Furthermore, his travels had lasted five years, exceeding most people's expectations.

"Madam, do you have any questions?" Caesar asked.

"I do have a question. When the people of the Thorn Flower Kingdom hunted that giant monster, why did they take you with them?" Joanna frowned and looked at Caesar in confusion.

Even though Joanna was in the Northland Tower at the time, Kandel still brought her a copy of the footage recorded by the Violet Alliance. By watching it, she discovered that the enemy's numbers were not very large.

"Ma'am, there were a lot of people there at the time, but you couldn't see them. They were all hiding in the trees, and there were at least hundreds of them. I couldn't climb the trees, so I could only watch from a safe place!"

"One last question, who were the three people who killed that monster?"

"The three elders of the Thorn Flower Kingdom are incredibly powerful. Each one of them has the strength to flatten the North Tower. I feed the Black Demon Snake for the Thorn Flower Kingdom, and these three elders are my backers. Just thinking about it makes me excited!"

Caesar smiled slightly. He might be afraid of the people of the Saint Laurent Empire, but now he was definitely not afraid of the North Tower.

"Kaisas, are you protected by the Kingdom of Thorn Flower?"

"Of course! Anyone who enters the crater will be protected by the Kingdom of Thornflowers!"

Joanna didn't know much about the Thorn Flower Kingdom, but she did know something about the Thorn Flower Trading Company. The Saint Laurent Empire had once ambushed and murdered members of the Thorn Flower Trading Company over a magic bow. The Saint Laurent Empire was met with vengeance, and the Thorn Flower Trading Company not only recovered the magic bow but also killed all those involved in the incident. Even after over a thousand years, the Thorn Flower Trading Company still refused to sell anything to the Saint Laurent Empire.

While Caesars was talking to Joanna, Carlos, the head of the Imperial Secret Service, was sitting in the Black Prison's private room, holding a photo stone and concentrating on repeatedly watching the photos inside. His focus was not on the little black snake, but on the spell Caesars was casting.

Throughout the Black Prison's spacious halls, hidden corners housed recording devices. The recording stone in Carlos's hand provided the clearest image. However, surprisingly, he didn't use a magical device to activate the recording stone, but instead used his own magic to power it. It turned out that this Imperial spy chief was actually a magical assassin!

Magic Assassins, also commonly referred to as Magic Assassins, are not much different from Magic Archers. Thousands of years ago, various magical forces began to try to cultivate Magic Assassins, but the results were not ideal because these Magic Assassins were generally weak.

One of the greatest challenges facing a magic assassin is weapon crafting. Since weapons need to be stronger than magic steel to withstand the magic steel armor they might encounter, manufacturing them is extremely difficult. The harder the material, the more difficult it is to draw magic patterns on, which undoubtedly brings great difficulties to weapon crafting.

Assassins have limited weapon options, generally using short, sharp weapons like knives or daggers. These weapons are more suitable for close combat, allowing them to quickly close in on their enemies and deliver a fatal blow.

The shorter the weapon, the more difficult it is to carve the magic pattern. The finer the magic pattern, the easier it is to make a mistake when carving, and once a mistake is made, the weapon is useless.

The spy chief placed the photo stone on the magic device. His magic control ability was not very precise, and the content of the photo could not be displayed at an extremely slow speed.

The purple-black ball of light slowly appeared within the vast screen of light. The sphere was oval in shape, appearing both beautiful and mysterious. However, when the spy chief examined it closely, he discovered a chilling, eerie, and terrifying aura about its front.

"Damn it, the shape of this spell is actually a skull!" The spy chief couldn't help but shiver and kept muttering to himself.

The spell that Caesars cast was so bizarre that it shocked the spy chief. He had seen countless spells before, but never one so bizarre in appearance.

The spy chief was all too familiar with the black portion of the spell. It was the energy of the dark element, and he himself possessed dark magic. However, the purple light representing the skull's eyes puzzled him. He couldn't understand why such a color appeared, as he had never heard of purple magic before.

"How can there be such a spell in the Northland Tower?"

The spy chief couldn't help but feel puzzled. He knew very little about Caesars, and had only just heard his name today. Even the Imperial Eagle Eye had no record of Caesars.

Huofeng City entered the cold winter early, and the snow on the ground was gradually thickening, covering the entire city with a thick layer of silver.

The snow is still falling. It is a rare snowstorm.

This heavy snow has lasted for four or five days, and the entire Huofeng City is shrouded in white.

Snowflakes fluttered down like butterflies dancing in the air.

They fell on roofs, walls, and streets, forming thick piles of snow.

The originally bustling streets have become much quieter at this moment, with only a few people wearing thick clothes struggling to move forward in the snow.

The heavy snow made people feel the coldness and ruthlessness of winter.

According to the news brought back by Joanna, Huofeng City will usher in an unusually cold winter this year, which may even be far colder than any previous winter.

A major cold snap from the polar ice sheet is moving southward, causing temperatures to plummet and snow to fall, a phenomenon that occurs about once every hundred years.

However, due to the influence of elemental tides, the power of today's cold wave has been greatly weakened, and is far less ferocious than the cold wave thousands of years ago.

Kaisas's ancestor, Raven Rhodes, once speculated in his magical notebooks: Over time, the magical power on the Roland Continent will gradually decrease, and the level of the Roland plane will also decline accordingly. This means that learning magic will become more difficult in the future, and even those with outstanding magical talent will find it difficult to realize their full potential.

The downgrade of Roland's plane would trigger a series of chain reactions. Magic power would decrease, magic crystal ore would become scarce, and rich ore would gradually degenerate into poor ore. The level of magical beasts would also drop, and the quality of herbs would also deteriorate.

Kaisas now stays indoors, constantly cultivating with his magic crystals, hoping to become even more powerful. A small viscount could threaten his life, and he is completely powerless to deal with the dark hand behind the scenes.

A month later, Huofeng City changed from a snow city into an ice city, and it became even colder.

"Master Caesars, a Mr. Carlos wants to see you!"

The maid Vera knocked on the door and then came in to report.

"Isn't the spy chief afraid of the cold? He's out wandering around in this weather!"

Caesars was somewhat dissatisfied. He collected half of the magic crystal and followed the maid out.

Downstairs in the living room, the spy chief, clad in black leather armor and still masked, appeared mysterious and cold. He sat bored on the sofa, seemingly uninterested in his surroundings. The Cavill family shunned him, no one willing to speak to him, let alone offer him hospitality. After all, Carlos's reputation in the Imperial Capital was notorious, earning him widespread dislike.

"Mr. Caesars, I'm here to give you gold coins. It's half of the former Viscount Chobham's fortune, which converts to exactly 100,000 gold coins. Also, I have a favor to ask. I hope you can help me interrogate a prisoner!"

Carlos stood respectfully before Caesars, his tone sincere, but his heart filled with helplessness and dissatisfaction. Caesars cursed the greedy spy chief who only cared about squeezing profits from others.

Caesars frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the sum. He sneered, "A noble from the inner city only has two hundred thousand gold coins in his entire estate? How did you calculate that?"

He looked at Carlos suspiciously, feeling deceived. Common sense would dictate that the wealth of the nobles in the inner city should be far greater than this. The value of that luxurious mansion in the inner city alone was well over two hundred thousand gold coins.

Carlos quickly explained: "Jobham was severely punished by the Empire. A total of one million gold coins were confiscated, and only 100,000 gold coins are left!" Carlos tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"Hmph, thank goodness the Roland Empire's fine was light. If it had been any heavier, I'd have paid out gold!" Caesars said discontentedly, a sly glint in his eyes. He didn't care about the amount of gold, as long as he could get the benefits.

Carlos was grinning under his mask. He took out several boxes full of gold coins, and Caesars collected them without hesitation.

"Master Carlos, you have a thousand tricks up your sleeve, and everyone in the capital knows this. Is there a prisoner you can't interrogate? Besides, I know nothing about interrogating prisoners!"

Caesar was a little skeptical about being asked to interrogate the prisoners. Hawkeye's Black Prison was notoriously cruel. Few people could walk out alive, and very few prisoners would remain silent.

"That prisoner is a ruthless man. All the torture instruments were used on him, but he didn't even groan. He knows telepathy and can resist the magician's power words!"

"He's from the Holy Church. Why don't you just interrupt his spell?"

“We can’t do it!”

The spy chief's answer filled Caesars with doubt. Mind protection required chanting a lengthy spell, and interrupting it was easy enough: a single, powerful punch to the prisoner.

"Why can't it be done?"

"Mr. Caesars, just come with me and you'll know!"

The jackal Carlos made a gesture of invitation, indicating that Caesars should go with him.

"If I have to go to the Black Prison, I need to be compensated with one hundred high-level magic crystals!"

"make a deal!"

The spy chief urged Caesars to set off, but Caesars felt that the other party agreed too readily. There was only one reason for this: the price he offered was too low.

Caesars got on a sleigh drawn by four northern horses. The sleigh was painted black and had a scarlet emblem engraved on it, the symbol of the Imperial Eagle Eye.

With a crack of the whip, the sleigh quickly left the gate of the Cavell family. Other sleighs on the street gave way, clearly in awe of the sleigh with the special logo.

Meanwhile, Joanna stood by the window, watching the sled gradually disappear into the distance. A trace of worry and dissatisfaction crossed her face. She complained about the three great wizards of the North Tower, who had once transferred Kaisus to the Thorn Flower Company for a few bottles of precious potions.