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Heir of the White Lotus (Web Novel) - Chapter 1524 Odyssey of the Dark King
Chapter 1524 Odyssey of the Dark King
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The moment Berger heard those words, his heart sank."... What did you say?" He asked in a low, solemn voice.
"You heard me." Nilrem shrugged. "I did meet him in Amberfall a few years ago. He was quite passionate about our cause and decided to offer us his help,"
He paused for a moment as he observed the gnome's stunned expression. "But you don't have to worry," he said. "Adam is a powerful Mana Core Magus. He can look out for himself."
Berger remained silent for a long time. Realization finally dawned on him, and he thought to himself:
I see... so that's why he hasn't written me a letter all this time.
It's because he's deep behind enemy lines!
Truth be told, before meeting face to face with Nilrem, Berger had been almost certain that he was Adam.
The gnome had spoken at length with both Marlow and Lebu about Nilrem's behaviour. Even setting aside the coincidence that the wandering Magus's books detailed the places Adam had recently visited, Nilrem's constant drinking only reinforced Berger's suspicion that the two were one and the same.
But after finally meeting Nilrem, after observing his appearance, his body language, and even the faint mana signature the man radiated, Berger became certain.
Nilrem was not Adam.
Fortunately, I prevented Blackie from teleporting directly to Adam's side, the gnome thought.
Or else who knows what would have happened...
Blackie had marked Adam in his youth, and because of that, he could teleport to him no matter where in the world Adam was.
The only reason he hadn't done so in the years following the Battle of Ravenfell was his uncertainty about where he might teleport to, and whether intervening would cause more harm than good.
As long as the raven-haired youth's Soulmark Lantern continued to burn brightly, both Berger and Blackie felt reassured. Beyond that, they trusted in Adam's ability to survive whatever situation he found himself in.
If Blackie had teleported to Adam in the recent past, he would have arrived within the Haynam Empire.
At that point, someone would have surely identified him as the familiar who always accompanied Berger. And if that happened... the gnome didn't even want to imagine the consequences.
But to think that little rascal infiltrated the heart of the Cult of Bones, Berger thought to himself, massaging his temples.
Until now, he had been wary of the Faceless Magi's true motives. But after learning that Adam was working with them, most of his suspicions had faded away. He trusted Adam's judgment.
Thinking of that, he glanced at Nilrem and asked, "So Adam joined the Faceless Magi?"
Nilrem blinked.
And then...
He laughed.
"No, no." He waved his hand. "Of course, not! Firstly, he's not suited to join our secret order. And secondly... he told me himself that he was a proud member of the Twilight Brotherhood, and that he'd never join any other secret organization."
"Is that so?" Berger smiled wryly.
"Indeed." Nilrem nodded. He then asked curiously, "You seem to care about him. May I ask what your relationship with him is? As far as I know, and according to our intelligence, the Cult cast a spell that turned his friends into enemies. I didn't expect him to have any allies left, especially within the Brotherhood." Berger deeply looked at the old man, then answered in a low voice. "I'm his
mentor."
There was a hint of pride in his tone, no matter how hard he tried to conceal it.
"Hoh!" Nilrem exclaimed. "Gerald Acadia, Berger Glynhorn, and Adam Constantine. What a proud and dignified arcane lineage! No wonder that kid is so powerful. He's probably, no, he's definitely the youngest Magus to reach the legendary realm of the Mana Core Rank"
Berger scoffed. "Naturally."
Look at you, Old Man, Adam thought inwardly.
Hiding your true emotions as usual.
The gnome changed the subject. He pointed at one of the books on the table and asked in a solemn voice, "So is that how you communicate with him? I suppose using spirit world messengers is too risky."
Nilrem's lips curled into a knowing smile. "Before I answer that, good sir, I'd like to know what you've done with the information we've provided to Lebu Potts."
Berger deeply looked at the man. He then asked, "Are you the spokesperson for your organization? Isn't there a Mana Core Magus I can speak to?"
Spokesperson? Nilrem nearly laughed out loud.
I'm the only person in my mysterious organization!
"I'm afraid I'm all you have," Nilrem said with a shrug. "You know how difficult it
is for unknown Mana Core Magi to enter the city"
Berger deliberated for a few moments, then nodded. "We've already begun
working on the clues you've provided."
"Great!" Nilrem beamed. "I take it that you're planning to purge the entire Brotherhood in one swift action? That would explain why no one else has died
except for the two Councilors we dealt with a few months back."
The gnome's eyes narrowed. He offered silence as his response, neither
confirming nor denying.
Nilrem laughed awkwardly. "Ah, apologies. I overstepped."
"So?" Berger asked, gesturing at the book.
"Sir, I feel like I can be very candid with you!" Nilrem said with a beaming smile. "Maybe in our past lives, we were father and son, or perhaps even mentor and
disci-"
"Just shut up and answer my question," The gnome growled in frustration.
Nilrem instinctively expected the smoking pipe to land on his head. But
thankfully, the smack never came.
"Very well." He picked up the Odyssey of the Dark King and held it by the cover,
letting the pages hang loose. Then he retrieved the thin piece of paper expertly
concealed between the spine and the pages.
Witnessing this, Berger couldn't help but comment, "Very old-school."
Nilrem simply smiled in response as he read the contents of the paper. But the
very next moment, his expression turned grim.
"What is it?" Berger pressed.
Nilrem shifted his gaze between the gnome and the piece of paper. He then
handed the paper to him. "See for yourself."
Berger quickly grasped the paper. Even before he read the message in its
entirety, he identified the slightly familiar handwriting.
And when he finally read the message, his expression twisted into a dark scowl.
"This is not good..."
