Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 320 Undead
Outside the city of Selia, there was a low, unremarkable hill. Victor, the former head of Selia's intelligence department, stood under the rocks, treading on thin ice, looking up at the figure on the top of the hill with awe, and was a little dazed for a moment.

"Mr. Victor, the master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Not far away, a servant in plain clothes bowed slightly with a polite smile on his face, "The master has specifically instructed that all transactions with you are valid in the past and will remain valid in the future, so please don't worry."

"Ah? Oh, sorry. Please forgive my impoliteness, Mr. Biddy." Victor came to his senses and explained quickly, "After all, not everyone is qualified to meet the famous 'Dark Star'. I was a little dazed just now when I suddenly saw the legendary figure I have admired since childhood. I am really sorry."

While speaking, he had been secretly observing Biddy's facial expressions with his peripheral vision, hoping to get some clues about the other party's spiritual state through this close servant who had been with Selvis all year round.

To his disappointment, Biddy seemed to turn a deaf ear to his probing. She just continued to maintain that impeccable smile of courtesy and silently led him up the mountain, as considerate as a puppet with a pre-set program.

The way up the mountain was very short, so short that Victor had no time to adapt to the sudden change in the identity of his partner, and he had unknowingly reached the end.

Looking over the shoulder of "Servis", Victor saw meteors with blue tails breaking through the dark clouds deep in the sky and falling to the ground like rain. The old undead spirit in front of him, dressed in the body of his descendants, just stood alone on the edge of the cliff. His dark gray eyes reflected the scene that seemed like the end of the world, and he was as silent as a sculpture.

A day ago, when Victor received the handwritten letter with the exclusive magic mark of Segnis, he was still skeptical about it all. But when he actually stood beside the other party and felt the terrifying magic power like the abyss and the sea, all his doubts immediately disappeared.

In comparison, the previous fluctuations of Selvis' magic power were like a firefly to the bright moon. Although it had always been stronger than himself, it never gave people this feeling of despair as if they were on the edge of the abyss.

At this moment, facing the resurrected Cygnus, Victor's last bit of scheming was wiped out by the absolute gap in strength.

"I saw everything you did through my grandson's eyes." After a long while, Cygnus finally spoke.

"Whether it's the arrangement of the Tomb of the Buried Gods or the conversion of all the Night Mages of the Intelligence Department and the Cardinal Guard into the second-stage Fallen, you have done everything to my satisfaction, Mr. Victor. You are a truly smart man."

"Your Excellency is too kind," Victor said with a cautious smile, "It is our honor to serve you."

"Don't be nervous. The relationship between us cannot be called service. In the words of my grandson, you are all my important partners." Segnis twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. Although his face was still as young and handsome as Servis's, it always revealed an air of oldness and decay.

Is this the price of reincarnation? Victor muttered to himself. When Segnis died, there was no tree-returning ceremony yet. No one knew how he preserved his soul and how he could fully revive it in the bodies of his descendants.

At this moment, Cygnus continued, "All the promises he made to you are still valid. After the war, the School of Origin and the magic town of Selia will no longer exist. The Golden Dynasty will break the old city-state system and take over the East. You and Selina will be the supreme leaders of the magic world of the entire Gaileid continent, and you will be directly responsible to His Majesty Radagon from now on."

"As for me, I will return to the academy after dealing with things here, and I will not interfere in the internal affairs of Galid as you worry. From now on, you and I will still be partners, and Rhea Lukalia and New Selia under your control will continue to be two mutually dependent magic holy places as they have been for hundreds of years. How do you think?"

"Thank you for your generosity!" Victor said hurriedly, "It's just that the several demigods and the 300,000 coalition forces in Gaileed, especially Her Highness Lucia Sanx, seem to be quite fond of the School of Origin, and there are some misunderstandings between them and us. This..." "Ha, you mean that little dragon who is still wet behind the ears," Cygnus laughed disdainfully, "It is this decadent era that has praised these so-called 'demigods' too highly. A hundred years ago, even those gods who were truly worshipped would have become fish on the chopping board at any time, let alone a group of children like them?"

"Don't worry. After this battle, the best outcome for him is to flee back to Sky City with a group of defeated soldiers. The more likely outcome is that he will go back to the capital and become a clay sculpture or wooden statue that does things according to His Majesty's wishes, and honestly fulfill his mission as a hostage."

"As for the other demigods, if Kalia catches fire, Latan must return immediately. I will handle it. The rest are just insignificant children. Are you still afraid?"

Victor was overjoyed when he heard this, and bowed and said, "As long as you can help me deal with Lucia and Latan, the rest of them will naturally not be a concern!"

"Alright," Cygnus waved his hand casually and said, "Follow the established plan and go back to find a place to hide. The rest of the matter is no longer something you can participate in."

He looked down at the fields that were boiling under the falling stars, and an excited smile finally appeared on his calm face.

"I really miss it. In that turbulent era, even powerful people like Marica and Carter Pera were just two relatively dazzling existences among the heroes. People like me could only lower our heads and retract our claws like you today, huddled in a safe corner, trembling and excitedly listening to the footsteps of the troubled times. Although the present world is much duller, at least it feels like reliving the old dreams."

Victor retreated timidly, keeping his head bowed until he was a polite distance away, then immediately turned around and ran down the mountain.

He thought that he would probably never be able to understand the thinking of this kind of existence in his lifetime.

Whether it is cooperation with Servis or connection with the Golden Dynasty, it is ultimately just to seek the most comfortable way out. This kind of thing that stirs up the waves of troubled times should be left to those who are not afraid of death.

This time, Biddy did not go down the mountain to see him off. Instead, after Victor's figure had gone far away, he stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Master, shall we start the ceremony now?"

Segnis, who was lamenting about current events, put away the smile on his face, looked back at the descendant of his former butler, and sighed: "My child, you grew up with Servis. Now that you see me living again in your grandson's body, do you feel a little sad?"

"The young master mentioned to me a long time ago that completing this century-long plan and letting the glory of the Shuangxian Classroom cover Rhea Lukalia is not only your will, but also his long-cherished wish—" Biddy lowered his eyes and said, "I think the young master did not disappear, but became a part of you, always guiding us from a place farther than the starlight."

Cygnus looked at Biddy deeply and sighed, "My grandson has made the greatest sacrifice for the future of our family. His name will be remembered for all eternity along with the glory of the Two Sages."

"let's start."

(End of this chapter)