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Chapter 327:
Freya lowered her voice to make her tone as calm as possible.
"Lawrence? You just need to tell me if the wizards from Starlight Tower are participating as well."
"Yes, that's right. Are you coming?" Lawrence's tone seemed to suppress excitement. "The ball is tomorrow at five in the afternoon, at Lord's Manor in Uramon City. If you're coming, I'll pick you up around three."
"Okay, I got it. I'll be there," Freya casually replied, and before Lawrence could say anything else, she directly severed the mental link.
She looked up to feel the fresh air around her, slightly closed her eyes, and then slowly opened them.
"It seems I still need to focus on Hell World. The thin Bloodline Power in the Wizarding World is too slow for my development. However, if I enter alone, I might get expelled like last time. Let's see if there's a possibility of cooperation with Starlight Tower. Since they can establish their organization in Hell World, they must have ways to deal with its strange abilities."
...
Around three in the afternoon.
A red luxury carriage quickly approached along the only road leading to the manor, driven by a Strange Creature resembling a brown humanoid plant.
Delicate branches grew on its brown wrinkled skin, and it wore no clothing. At its head was a tangle of green vines, completely obscuring its face.
It looked very peculiar.
As the carriage moved, the wind chimes hanging from the top of the carriage jingled melodiously, creating a pleasant sound.
As the carriage arrived at the entrance of the estate, the plants surrounding it seemed to react as if sensing something, growing wildly. The green Thorny Vines slithered through the shadows like hunting snakes, seemingly ready to pounce at any moment.
The Strange Creature sitting in the driver's seat nervously scanned the surroundings, its tender leaves and branches trembling slightly, appearing quite anxious.
After waiting for a while, the strange phenomenon around the estate gradually receded, and the giant tree at the entrance parted slightly. Freya, dressed in a white robe with red trim, stepped out from within.
Compared to her usual attire, she now wore a red silk belt around her waist that accentuated her tall figure, showcasing her already remarkable presence.
With a whoosh, the carriage door opened. Lawrence, clad in a black noble outfit, stepped down from the carriage. His meticulously styled hair glimmered faintly in the sunlight, and he wore white gloves on his hands, with a decorative short sword at his waist.
Seeing the approaching Blonde Woman, Lawrence confidently waved his hand.
"Hi, Freya! Long time no see. What do you think of my outfit? It's a trendy style these days; it took me quite some time to put it together."
Freya looked him up and down and seemed to respond seriously. "Hmm, not bad. Alright, let's go."
"Really? Tana didn't lie to me after all." Lawrence's eyes lit up. He quickly performed a gentlemanly gesture by the carriage door. "Please, go ahead."
"Okay." Nodding lightly, Freya stepped into the carriage.
However, as she passed by Lawrence, she seemed to catch a whiff of some strange perfume and immediately frowned.
Sitting on the soft sofa inside the carriage, Freya quietly extended her hand; a flash of green light flickered by, and the peculiar scent from her nose was instantly replaced by fresh air.
Soon after, Lawrence also entered the carriage, pretending to be calm as he retrieved some white porcelain and tea sets from a nearby black leather case.
"This is Starry Sea Milk Tea that I specially brought from Tana. It tastes delightful; would you like to try some?"
Sitting across from Freya, Lawrence watched the blue-green disgusting liquid pouring from the delicate white teapot. She lightly tapped her fingers on the table and suddenly changed the subject.
"By the way, Lawrence, is the one driving this carriage Watson Treant? Where did you find him? He seems to have the strength of a First-Level Wizard."
"Oh, that?" Hearing Freya's inquiry, Lawrence put down the teapot and smiled. "I captured him while raiding Blackfruit Forest. There were thirty in total; I just borrowed one for a while. Not bad, right?"
"Well, Watson Treant not only corresponds to a wizard specialized in Plant Energy but also has special effects in purifying Negative Energy Particles and Death Qi pollution. Even in Crimson Plain, it's a relatively rare species. It seems our Blood Eagle Territory has had quite a harvest during this time," Freya casually remarked.
"It's okay, but recently the wizard forces in Crimson Plain have been almost completely cleared out. Next, as long as we establish a new order centered around Blood Eagle Territory, then this land will truly be under our control."
Lawrence picked up his teacup and took a gentle sip, revealing an expression of enjoyment. He raised his cup and asked, "Would you like some?"
A fishy and salty scent wafted through the air. Freya waved her hand and said, "Oh, never mind. I'm allergic to seafood."
"That's a pity," Lawrence replied as he set down his teacup. Suddenly, he remembered something and took out a piece of white parchment covered with dense writing. "By the way, I've written something recently. Do you want to see it?"
Freya smiled slightly, her gaze calmly fixed on what Lawrence was displaying, though her mind had already drifted elsewhere.
The large Wizard Organization distributed across Crimson Plain seemed to have gathered quite a bit during this time. Next would be the allocation of various spoils and division of territories. It was likely that they would use some selection method to absorb other scattered external wizard forces to expand Crimson Eagle's power.
However, for Freya, as an old member of Crimson Eagle, her status was likely to rise with this transformation and become one of the core members.
At that time, all kinds of information and knowledge collected from Crimson Plain would be opened up to her, and there might even be various Advanced Meditation Methods available for selection.
Yet, this extreme expansion of power might still lack some elements to catch up with Sky City, one of the three major forces in Cloud City. At least now, with its new name 'Blood Eagle Territory,' Crimson Eagle could rank among the top fifteen forces in Cloud City.
This level was already approaching some ancient powers like the Elk Wizard Family.
At that time, if anyone in Cloud City wanted to target the wizards of Crimson Eagle, they would have to consider the vast force behind them.
It is known that the members of the Elder Council are notoriously protective of their own.
Moreover, Freya has vaguely seen some shadows of the Dark Wizard in the current style of action of the Crimson Eagle.
'Although this doesn't mean much to me, it is still good news. After all, the stronger the Blood Eagle Territory becomes, the more beneficial it is for me, as I will have access to more comprehensive resource information in the future.'
However, Freya also understands that if she wants to gain the attention and cultivation from Crimson Eagle, she must demonstrate some real abilities.
Otherwise, a regular First-Level Wizard, even if they become a core member, would only be at the bottom tier.
'But right now, the most pressing issue is this curse.'
As she pondered over some matters, Freya reached out to pull back the curtain of the carriage.
With the carriage moving swiftly forward, the scenery outside flew by quickly. It was a wide and smooth road lined with large-leaved trees on both sides. Occasionally, similar carriages could be seen on the road, emanating a faint aura of power, indicating that there were also wizards seated inside.
Uramon City is not very far from the headquarters of Blood Eagle Territory; it takes about an hour or so to get there.
Originally, Uramon City did not belong to Blood Eagle Territory but was part of another Wizard Organization. However, when Blood Eagle Territory planned to cleanse the surrounding forces, this organization chose to surrender directly. They not only handed over all their resources and production sites but also had all their members pledge allegiance to Blood Eagle Territory.
To facilitate management, the higher-ups of Blood Eagle Territory only replaced a few key positions in Uramon City; other personnel remained from that Wizard Organization.
The true significance of this ball is that it serves as a routine way for members of this organization to curry favor with Blood Eagle Territory by pulling in related forces around them.
After a long journey filled with chatter, Freya finally arrived at the private estate of the Uramon City Lord.
Guided by two soldiers dressed in white guard uniforms, the red carriage slowly entered the designated area for carriages.
'Wow—'
The carriage door opened, and a helpless-looking Freya was the first to jump down, followed closely by Lawrence.
She scanned her surroundings and noticed that most of the guests' carriages had already arrived.
Some of these people were dressed in robes, while others wore noble attire; they were all handsome men and beautiful women, gathering in small groups, laughing as they walked into the luxurious mansion ahead.
As Freya observed the arriving guests, a tall and attractive young woman approached her quickly from the left.
The woman slightly bent forward, bowed, and respectfully said, "Excuse me, are you Lady Freya and Lord Lawrence?"
"That's right," Freya replied with a gentle nod.
The woman let out a sigh of relief and smiled. "That's great! I am Sora. My father has prepared some refreshments for you in the hall. Please follow me."
From the woman's words, Freya could easily guess that her father was the lord of Uramon.
As the Official Wizard of Blood Eagle Territory, it was only natural for them to be personally received by the lord's daughter.
"Then I apologize for the trouble," Freya said calmly.
Lawrence nodded lightly beside her. Just as they followed the woman ahead, he suddenly paused and pointed not far away, saying to Freya, "Look, that Old Wizard on that carriage is Jann from Starlight Tower."
"Mm?"
Freya turned to look in the direction Lawrence was pointing.
An elderly man with white hair and a long white beard, almost reaching his chest, was seen stepping down from a silver carriage.
He wore a blue robe and leaned on a black staff, his expression meticulous, giving the impression of a serious and stern old wizard.
"I understand." With little expression, Freya nodded lightly, committing the man's appearance to memory.
Then, under the guidance of a woman named Sora, the two successfully arrived at the grand hall of the estate.
In the spacious hall, an extravagant crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, and the air was filled with a mixture of food and perfume. Melodious music gradually played as guests in formal attire or robes gently conversed while holding their wine glasses.
Freya noticed that nearly all the attendees at this ball possessed considerable strength; even the weakest among them held the status of a Second-Class Apprentice—none were ordinary people.
The arrival of the two attracted only a few glances and nods from others, without causing much disturbance.
Freya was quite satisfied with this; it seemed that the Lord of the City had already understood their preferences beforehand.
Freya and Lawrence casually walked into the hall and accepted wine glasses from a servant, sipping quietly.
Before long, among the crowd of guests, a tall man in a black tuxedo stepped forward. He appeared to be in his thirties, sporting trendy mustaches on either side of his mouth, and wore a slight smile as he approached them.
"Welcome, Lord Lawrence and Lady Freya, to the ball. Since Lord Lawrence and I are friends, there's no need for introductions."
The man slightly opened his arms to embrace Lawrence before turning to Freya and performing a noble bow. "Hello, Lady Freya. It is a pleasure to meet you for the first time. I am Feynman, the lord of Uramon."
"Hello, Lord Feynman." Freya smiled back, nodding lightly without further gestures.
In Freya's perception, this lord of Uramon appeared to be merely an ordinary Vaporizing Sorcerer on the surface; however, his true spiritual fluctuations indicated that he was indeed a genuine Crystalized Wizard. The vibrant energy surrounding him suggested that he was close to breaking through to the Second Level.
'Looks like he's another one who enjoys hiding his true capabilities,' Freya thought calmly.
"Lady Freya, since it's your first time here, you might not know that besides the ball, we have other entertainment options. If you like, I can introduce them to you one by one. I'm sure there will be something that satisfies you."
The city lord Feynman had a very sunny smile, revealing his white teeth, but Freya faintly sensed a hint of lewdness in it.
"No, thank you." Freya smiled and waved her hand. "I prefer to explore on my own, so there's no need to be polite. Besides, I have Lawrence with me, so you don't have to worry. He will introduce things to me."
Lawrence, who was nearby, straightened his collar when he heard Freya mention him and stepped forward appropriately.
"Feynman, since there are other distinguished guests besides us this time, why don't you go attend to them first? You don't need to worry about us."
"Are you sure?" Feynman looked Lawrence up and down. "Alright then, I'll have Sora follow you. If you need anything, just let her know." (To be continued.)
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