Our Family Has Fallen

The exchange between the two perfectly illustrated the saying – "A scholar encountering a soldier is unable to reason."

No matter what Alviss said, trying to defend himself using Hamlet’s rules and laws, Lance simply had one response.

"I’ll beat you to death."

For some reason, upon hearing this, Alviss found it hard to suppress the agitation in his heart.

Under continuous pressure, even the mindset Alviss cultivated over long years couldn’t hold; he seemed to forget his previous psychological preemptions.

Alviss’s will was being tested... Wrath!

He didn’t want to fight, but that didn’t mean he was made of clay.

Legendary beings should not be easily insulted!

"Enough!" Alviss shouted in anger, standing up and striking down with his Magic Wand. His hair and beard moved without wind, and with his stern expression, it appeared quite intimidating.

When a Legendary caster gets angry, the aura that seeps through can make the surrounding space feel heavy as if frozen.

However, Lance didn’t even bother to stand up, his casual demeanor almost lacked only a bag of sunflower seeds while he crossed his legs.

But behind him, the void pulsed, and Wang Cai emerged partially, his massive form unable to fit into the room completely due to the lack of constraints.

A body as tall as a human encircled behind Lance, a huge wolf head stretching out from beside Lance’s shoulder, eyes fixed intently on the enemy ahead.

Ordinary people can’t pull off such a trick because those with low intuition wouldn’t even sense Wang Cai’s presence.

But Alviss wasn’t ordinary; to become a Spellcaster usually requires high perceptiveness.

However, the excitement within Alviss balked after seeing Wang Cai.

Why hadn’t he fled the moment he sensed something was wrong, instead of sitting here waiting for Lance to come?

As it turned out, Lance’s previous speculation wasn’t wrong; he actually had no intentions of contacting the Lord.

He had disguised himself to get to Hamlet, originally with the purpose of escaping the chaos of Totnes to avoid becoming entangled, whilst also becoming intrigued by the rumors of Hamlet.

Conversely, the ruins didn’t attract him much because he didn’t like risks; they would pose many unnecessary dangers.

As for money... why would one think a Legendary Caster would lack money?

After arriving in Hamlet, he indeed felt different everywhere, so he hid among it, starting to understand more.

At the same time, he discovered many Transcendents in town, including powerful Spellcasters, but unlike Audrey, who was an abstraction, he wouldn’t provoke those people but rather hid deeper, afraid of being discovered.

Not causing trouble for others was why he had survived this long.

Another reason was his sensitivity to changes in the surrounding environment, disturbances in the inn had alarmed him.

Realizing that people in Hamlet seemed to be secretly hunting someone, curiosity naturally drove him to secretly observe what was happening.

Knowing the person being caught was a Tomb Robber, Alviss understood, after all, that it’s a universally condemned trade.

If it had ended there, then there wouldn’t be so much trouble afterward.

But he also possessed the arrogance of a Legendary Caster, which was disrespect towards non-casters and the weak, indulging in unrestrained prying.

Perhaps because of being in the same inn, when Laura went back to check on Audrey’s room, he was still spying.

Outside, everyone’s attention was focused on Audrey, plus his strength really made him hard to detect.

But when alone, needing to concentrate on the surrounding environment, the power hidden in Laura’s bloodline took effect, and she actually sensed it.

Who would think that there would be an issue on a youngster? It frightened him into cutting off his connection decisively.

Originally, Alviss, though surprised, was confident in his methods; as long as he didn’t want to show up, nobody could track him.

But unexpectedly, that guy was so unprincipled and called for reinforcements.

It didn’t take long! He felt a surveillance presence that, no matter how he disguised it, was difficult to hide his soul’s projection in the void.

He also tried to escape, but even using magic to teleport away did not stop him from feeling that surveillance.

When he wanted to leave Hamlet, there was even a mysterious threat, carrying a warning undertone.

That was when he realized he had triggered something formidable with his previous actions.

However, one must say, the superficial situation in Hamlet was highly misleading, such that even someone like Alviss mistook the Lord as one who fancied acting according to rules.

And he hadn’t explicitly violated Hamlet’s rules; truth be told, he was more versed in studying these than many specialized administrative personnel.

It was just warnings without actions, plus Alviss didn’t think he’d done anything, so he mistakenly believed that Lance just wanted to meet him.

Who knew Lance was a pragmatist, valuing flexibility.

He came and outright declared his intent to kill you, without even bringing up rules, like a rogue.

With a typical adversary, at most, you’d just fight it out, but... No understanding, none whatsoever of this man in front of him.

Not a trace of Spiritual Essence leaked, just like an ordinary person.

But Alviss could sense Wang Cai’s power, such an immensely powerful creature forged purely from Spiritual Essence, traversing the void as if passing through air. It was him who had been spying on him just now.

He couldn’t even be sure of beating the dog; how was he supposed to fight?