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    While freely strolling through the streets, Leylin heard an odd sound travel into his ears.


    “We’re in such a dangerous situation, and yet you’re still so rxed... It looks like I need to make a suggestion to Decarte for him to give you a more challenging job.”


    The tone of this voice was icy, giving Leylin the impression he had attracted the attention of a ravenous wolf.


    Leylin gave a helplessugh and scratched his nose, after which he turned back and gave a bow. “Lord Caesar!”


    In front of him was a Magus clothed in a ck robe. There were several blood-red threads that decorated the robe, and bloodlust constantly emanated from him.


    What was most unforgettable was the eye on his forehead!


    This three-eyed Magus was naturally Caesar of the hunting team. He was an elitist, and firmly believed in one’s origin, so after Leylin entered Four Seasons Garden, he just didn’t like Leylin and constantly caused him trouble.


    “Wasn’t his entire hunting team deployed into the Eternal River ins’ secret ne? Did something happen that required him to rush back and report?”


    While Leylin made his conjectures, he exined himself to Caesar. “ I, your subordinate, havepleted all missions required for me to receive my monthly allocations, and have decided to take a walk to settle my mind.”


    “I see! Hehe, you’re very capable. There might be a position that suits you better...”


    Unexpectedly, Caesar did not inconvenience him, and only said something profound before leaving.


    Leylin was left standing on the road, deep in thought.


    “What did he mean by that?”


    Soon enough, Leylin found out the meaning to Caesar’s words.


    During dinner, a banquet was held in the hall. Members of the Potioneering team gathered in the hall and enjoyed a sumptuous meal.


    Hazelnut chicken, roasted suckling pig, honey wine, and other deliciousmonce dishes were everywhere, arranged like trash on every corner.


    At the centre of the table, there were also various delicacies that were only avable in the Magus World.


    Bubble fish! Dolosen Snake! Butter Yak! In addition, a lot of treasured ingredients that Leylin didn’t even know the names of were arranged neatly there.


    The alluring smell of fine wine spread in the air, tempting everyone’s pte.


    “There must have been much blood shed by the acolytes in preparing these dishes.”


    Leylin picked up a piece of baked bubble fish, and while his taste buds enjoyed the new experience, he heaved an inward sigh of content.


    This bubble fish was a high energy creature in the Magus World with a strength of a level 2 or 3 acolyte.


    The Four Seasons Garden’s magic kitchen specifically issued requests for acolytes to gather the fish.


    Behind this feast, there were the blood, sweat, and tears of countless acolytes who had gone on dangerous expeditions. The results of their efforts, which had garnered them some insignificant returns, eventually turned into gourmet food on the official Magi’s tables!


    “It’s for this reason that I hope to be the person who will deprive others, and not get deprived myself!”


    Leylin had a resolute look in his eyes while still maintaining a kind smile about his lips. He took another roasted pig trotter and put it on his te.


    With the nearing of his bloodline’s second transition, Leylin could feel abnormalities in his usual condition.


    The most obvious one was a heightened appetite, particrly for the flesh of considerably strong, high-energy creatures.


    After the sumptuous dinner, Decarte knocked on a golden cup on the table.


    *Ding-ling!*


    The entire room instantly turned silent. Leylin and the other Magi stood, waiting for the Potioneering team’s leader to issue missions and inform them of any arrangements.


    “Everyone! Before we get into the important matters, let me announce something!”


    Decarte looked at the Magi present and cleared his throat.


    “Today, the hunting team’s Caesar looked for me, hoping to have a few Potion Masters join him! You must know that in the Eternal River ins’ secret ne, there are frequent battles, resulting in ack of healers. Many Potion Masters can use potions to achieve the same effect as healers.”


    Hearing Decarte’s words, Leylin’s heart suddenly lurched.


    “Now, I’ll announce the list of people to be sent there. They are Wilkenson, Sdin... andstly, Leylin!”


    As expected, Decarte increased his volume and read out Leylin’s namest.


    In that instant, Leylin felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him.


    Within these gazes were thoughts of curiosity, worry, and most prominently, schadenfreude.


    His ostensible team leader was sighing heavily by the side. After Leylin left, with Martin’s abilities, it would be impossible to tackle the heavy workload that resulted from the war. However, Martin did not have the courage to dispute it, since this was the decision of the Potioneering team’s leader.


    “Oh, my heavens! Leylin! What do we do?”


    His partner, Oak, seemed to bepletely stunned and gaped at Leylin.


    “Don’t worry! Even if I am sent to the battlefield, I’ll most likely be working at the back, and won’t be in any real danger!” Seeing that there was someone who genuinely worried for him, a smile appeared on Leylin’s face.


    In reality, was there any ce on a battlefield that was absolutely safe, especially when he was directly under that three-eyed Magus, Caesar?


    The moment he heard Decarte announce his name, Leylin immediately thought about Caesar’s cryptic smile.


    “The aforementioned Magi have five days to prepare, after which they will be required to go to Four Seasons Garden’s branch at the Eternal River ins’ secret ne and report. Otherwise, you will be seen as a traitor!”


    Decarte seemed to be warning them at the end.


    After offending the Abyssal Bone Forest Academy and the Lilytell family, which were bothrge dark Magi powers, Leylin had no wish to be enemies with an even stronger white Magi organisation.


    If it came to that, he would no longer have a ce on the south coast.


    ......


    A dayter, Leylin hastily organised everything and brought his two Great Knight servants along. They set off for the Eternal River ins.


    The sun shone mercilessly in the sky.


    Smoke and dust flew above the ground, and not far away, the air seemed to be distorted.


    This torrid heat meant there were almost no people walking on the main street.


    *Thud Thud Thud!* At this moment, three quick horses hurtled past destroying the calmness and quiet atmosphere on this road.


    “Master! There’s some shade in front. Shall we take a break there?”


    Number 2 reined in his horse and asked Leylin, who was riding behind him.


    “Let us take a rest. Although we can still manage, the poor horses can’t anymore!”


    Leylin pointed to the horses, which were on the verge of frothing at the mouth.


    Behind him, there were a few idle horses, on top of which were boxes and the other luggage they needed had been tied down. They looked listless, with their ears pressed to their heads, and the light in their eyes dim.


    If Leylin was travelling alone, he naturally could travel on the Venom Wyvern.


    However, he had to bring his two Grand Knight subordinates and even had to haul around arge amount of luggage. With thisrge amount of things, it naturally exceeded the burden that the Venom Wyvern could carry.


    The Nightless City didn’t have any airships that could directly transport people to the Eternal River ins’ secret ne, so Leylin could only rely on the most primitive method, which was traveling on horseback.


    As for the Venom Wyvern, Leylinmanded it to scout the area in the sky and apany them on their journey.


    “Master! Here’s some water!”


    Leylin found a clean rock for himself to sit on. Number 3, who was behind him, passed him arge leather pouch.


    “En!” Leylin drank from it.


    Although the temperature did not impact his vitality very much, the ice cold water washing down his throat gave him a very refreshing sensation.


    “Hmmm?”


    Suddenly, a gray fog covered the area surrounding the shade of the trees they were under.


    Under the dim light, the various branches of the trees looked like the hands of monsters, as if wanting to grab hold of Leylin and the group.


    At the same time, a drowsy feeling began to enshroud the three of them.


    “Who is it?” Number 2 and Number 3 expanded their muscles and were ready to emit energy waves.


    Leylin’s icy re stopped them, and they stiffly copsed onto the floor.


    “Hei Hei... Blood Rogue, these two Grand Knights of yours have been modified well! They can actually defend against my hypnosis!” The voice of a little boy travelled over.


    Leylin’s brows furrowed as he heard the name ‘Blood Rogue’.


    He was still dressed as a normal Magus, yet this dark Magus from the Thousand Meddling Hands had actually seen through his disguise. From the looks of it, despite his efforts to conceal his identity, part of what he had done had been too high profile, resulting in the discovery of his identity.


    It was very likely that even the Four Seasons Garden had simr suspicions about him!


    It was because of this that Decarte was d to see Caesar deploy Leylin elsewhere, and even chairman Reynold did not have any objections.


    “Boy! What’s the matter?”


    Since he had been found out, Leylin asked bluntly.


    “Hehe... This is about Old Devil. She is an elder of the organisation after all, and it’s not known whether she is currently alive or dead. ‘Boss’ had instructed us to investigate thoroughly. ording to what I know, her final appearance was to invite you and Brass Ring to participate in an expedition...”


    “You’re correct! However, Brass Ring had perished inside! As for Old Devil, she is currently not able to leave! As for the secret ne’s location, I have noments about that!”


    Leylin did not believe that they would be this concerned about her whereabouts. It was more likely that they were coveting Old Devil’s position as an elder!


    As expected, after hearing Leylin’s answer, the boy snickered. “You’re the Blood Rogue, after all! The way you work is straightforward and clear-cut! Let’s stop talking about Old Devil and move on. I currently bring you a mission from Boss!”


    With the mention of this boss, the boy sounded more serious.


    “What’s the meaning of this? Since when does the Thousand Meddling Hands force missions on their members?” Leylin wrinkled his brows. From the looks of it, the all-powerful dark Magus behind the Thousand Meddling Hands had finally been lured to the surface.


    “Of course, there wasn’t anything like this before! However, it’s all different now! I believe that you will definitely do something for the organisation in order to protect your identity. Am I right, Leylin—or shall I say, Blood Rogue!”


    The boy began to threaten him, a hint of arrogance apparent in his tone.