Werewolf wizard.

Chapter 82 The Arrival of the Monopoly Merchant Othello Family
After collecting the hearts of five church knights.

Sunan first walked to the bottom of the lake and stood in front of the circle of roses. The Forgotten Ones had previously used violence to break the magical restriction at this entrance, but at this moment, the magical restriction actually repaired itself.

Roses began to grow again in the gaps of the destroyed rose circle.

Sunan said: "As expected of a formal wizard, a magic that spans more than two thousand years is still working even now."

"But it doesn't matter. Since it has repaired itself, I can just open it again." Su Nan's eyes turned azure blue due to the gathering of high-energy magical power.

This was a little trick he learned after becoming a first-class wizard apprentice.

None of it is magic.

It is similar to the ability that ordinary people naturally develop by adjusting their observation methods to see objects more clearly.

This may be an ability that all first-class wizard apprentices possess.

It means having observation abilities that are different from those of ordinary humans.

Because high-energy magical power is gathered in his eyes, Sunan's eyes at this moment can more easily see objects and existences that cause changes in magical power.

Sunan called this ability "Spiritual Vision".

At this moment, in his eyes, the rose wreath was surrounded by a type of magical energy that he had never encountered before, which should be plant magic.

As time passed, the magic barrier was affected, otherwise it would not have been forcibly opened by a forgotten person.

More than two thousand years ago, this magic barrier should have been much more powerful.

Sunan pointed to a magic loophole in the barrier that appeared due to the passage of time and said, "Vasilian, use the black knife to cut there."

Vasilyan immediately stepped forward, stood in front of the rose wreath, then raised the black knife. The strong energy of death magic and wind and frost magic were concentrated together, and then fell with the afterimage of the black knife.

A knife stuck in a rose.

Suddenly, the rose withered quickly, and a strong wind hit Su Nan and others. This was a strong wind suddenly caused by the conflict of magical energy.

Su Nan's clothes were rustling in the wind.

But he only stared at the wreath of roses in front of him, and saw that more than half of the roses were withered at this moment.

The magic barrier has been opened!
First, ten gargoyles circled in the sky, then swarmed in, and their figures disappeared into the entrance of the barrier.

Next came two obsidian statues of wild bulls, then the angel statue Soldier No. 1, and then a mixed werewolf force of a dozen werewolf messengers and werewolf deacons.

Sunan and Warwick walked in together.

Finally, Vasilian drew his black sword and strode in.

Four Seasons Garden, here they come.

……

In Barony Simon's territory, the Simon family's castle welcomed many guests today.

Cecilia, wearing a black veil on her head to cover her face and pretending to be a young girl, got down from the carriage.

The servant held her hand, carefully avoiding the extremely luxurious jewel rings on her fingers and the gold rings representing the emblems of her noble family.

Baron Simon bowed to Cecia, and then his eyes wandered around. "Beautiful Miss Cecia, I didn't expect you to visit a rural place like ours."

"Will the Othello family's guild also come to my territory? Ah, how lucky I am. You don't know, during this period of time, I have been living such a... First, I encountered the Bulgars, and then there were so many bad-behaving Sunan Barons, and the church army plundered my territory wantonly."

“It’s so difficult to ensure independence for your own territory.”

Baron Simon very practically and in a tactful way expressed his current dilemma. After all, the Othello family was the richest and most prestigious business family in the Great Platinum Republic in the west, monopolizing almost all the spice trade in the eastern Mediterranean.

The Othello family is one of the fifty commercial noble families of the Platinum Republic. The current monopoly businessman Pietro Othello is the governor of the Platinum Commercial Republic. Under his governance, the Platinum Commercial Republic has obtained the trade privileges of the Storm Kingdom and has recently gained more and more momentum as a maritime empire.

The Othello family is even better at investment. Whichever territory they invest in, they will immediately gain wealth and honor, as well as the military power that comes with wealth.

Baron Simon didn't know how he could have deserved the support of such a powerful monopoly merchant family, but since he had this opportunity, he might be able to take advantage of it to get rid of the suppression of Peter's territory on the surrounding territories, or even turn around and suppress Sunan.

Cecia looked at Baron Simon deeply, her eyes full of meaning, but soon a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips. "The Othello family wants to strengthen our business in the Storm Kingdom. The Latin Duke of Thessalonica and your kingdom, in order to guard against us, refused to provide us with land for business and settlement."

"Your king and duke have forgotten that fifty-eight years ago, their ancestors were just a group of mercenaries. It was my uncle, a member of the Othello family, who made them determined to capture the capital of the entire Eastern Empire and establish a new country."

"So, our arrival will only benefit you. We, the people of the Platinum Republic, only want trade privileges here, nothing else."

Cecia said to him, "Lord Simon, you don't need to worry about what you said. Maple Leaf Town is nothing in front of our monopoly merchant family. We only need to use funds to make Maple Leaf Town go bankrupt easily."

"As long as you trust us, our Othello family's army can make your Simon family prosper forever in the former South Thrace Military Region."

"Even... you can get a lot of benefits yourself."

Cecia leaned close to him and whispered, "The Othello family also hid it from the church. There are some mysterious rituals in private that may help you alleviate the pain of your broken arm."

Her seductive eyes fell on the base of Baron Simon's left arm.

Baron Simon's breathing became rapid. "This... this... Hahaha, there is no supernatural power in this world."

Despite this, he was still moved and his eyes became dazed.

Baron Simon said to Cecia: "Lord Cecia, please enter my castle as soon as possible. We, the Simon family, are willing to be your guides in the Storm Kingdom!"

After Baron Simon moved away a little, the personal maid beside the carriage approached Cecia and whispered, "Lady Cecia, as a dignified warlock, do we really need to cooperate with this disgusting waste knight noble? Seeing these humans and knights, I really feel disgusted."

Cecia's expression was cold, and she said in a cold voice: "Knowing one thing, you get three."

“My style of doing things is to look far ahead.”

"Although I am optimistic about Rachel Komnenos, after all, she can be said to be a relatively good warlock. She is very talented. She should be able to obtain the Four Seasons Garden and complete the task of killing Sunan Peter."

"But I also have to be prepared for the possibility that she might fail in her mission. Supporting this useless piece of shit can help us build our first base nearby, create a steady stream of believers, and perform possession rituals."

"In this way, even if we gain a firm foothold in the Southern Thrace Military Region, it will be much easier to deal with Sunan Peter."

"Besides... from the very beginning, we need to invade various regions of the Storm Kingdom silently, like a spring breeze, making it difficult to detect, corrupting most of the lords, and not attracting the attention of the Order Pantheon and the Emperor of the Holy United Empire in the west."

Cecia looked to the west and said, "The atmosphere of divine authority is still too strong in the air now."

"The breath of divine authority must be brought down again."

"If we are going to kill gods, then from my point of view, the easiest god to kill is the God of Storms."

"I won't let a local wizard ruin the plan I made long ago. But he is just a baron, so it won't be a big problem."

The maid whispered, "I didn't expect that a local wizard would bring us so much trouble. But it doesn't matter. Even if this land hides more power, victory will still belong to us."

"Those humans... never knew what they were facing, or where we came from."

"If they knew, most of them would probably lose the will to resist."

Cecia smiled, then walked towards Simon's Castle. She whispered, "In the name of the blind king, humans, continue to be indifferent, turn a blind eye, and show no sympathy."

A strange energy enveloped the entire Simon castle.

(End of this chapter)