--Back to the main line –
Cyric, the Lord of Elysis city-state, the sub-president of the Magic Guild, and a federal councilor with many identities, lightly tapped the table and unleashed the Advanced spell on the two people who walked into the door one after another --Mental Enchantment.
"Eh? City Lord?"
Noiad standing to the side, dumbfounded, watched their bodies slowly fall down.
Cyric stopped the two attendants behind the door from shouting, and pointed to the letter on the table -
"Take this letter with you and send them to Griffin."
"......"
The maids hesitated for a moment, nodded silently, and picked up those maidens' bodies.
Noiad finally was unable to resist asking out.
"City Lord, aren't we planning to slight over them?"
"It's her, not them. I was planning to do so if it was only that Molly Ann."
Cyric gestured for him to look at the extra male's right hand -
"Noiad, do you remember that ring?"
"This ...... is ......"
"Well, this's Tasi ...... "
He hesitated and finally changed the name,
"That's Griffin's elf king's ring."
"Tasia's ring!?"
Noiad shouted out that name that Cyric didn't really want to hear with a surprised look on his face, then bowed his head in fear.
Cyric shook his head and watched as the attendants picked up the teenager alias Tassili and the maiden named Molly Ann on their back and walked towards the tower.
Tasia, Tassili ......?
King elf, I don't care what you have planned, at least for now, the critical part of my plan, leave me alone.
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As for when the City Lord started to notice Tassili, it really does start with that rain ---
(Act I - Chapter 17 - -Chapter 19)
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The tilted ten thousand points of rain poured down, and the majestic momentum seemed to wash away this filthy earth.
All the buildings are covered with a thin layer of water mist, the city's main fortress, where the Magic Guild lands, stands tall in the center of Elysis city.
Cyric does not like the rain.
Because every time this time, his vision always becomes blurred, therefore he cannot see clearly this city state belongs to him.
However, by relying on this Miracle Tower built by the Magic Guild, Cyric could gain many abilities.
For example, building a magic fortress that can defend against top-level forbidden spells, releasing a magic light that can kill dragons, or through this magic tower rooted in Elysis, he can know everything that happens in the city even in the rain.
For example, for now ......
a speeding figure flying across the street, that is almost reached the speed of the human limit.
However, compared to that darting figure, a looming breath gave Cyric a greater sense of crisis.
In the rain, the water element in the air would be much more active, but the aura there was unchanged, indicating that the person there has reached a realm where he could freely reject the magic element, at least he is an Advanced mage.
Despite this, until now, Cyric also just treats all these as a trivial matter that can be easily solved, just like the performance of Finlan. It only takes Noiad or Faverland who has already departed to solve.
The next course of the event is rather out of his imagination.
For example, the figure changed from male to female, then had a direct conflict with his own mage, and was suddenly taken away by a white shadow at the time the situation seemed to break out.
But since it escaped, it was not something that Cyric needed to be concerned about.
Because right now, he's just waiting for a time when he can let his son turn everything upside down.
