Light-Extinguishing City

Time flew by, and before they knew it, more than a month had passed. 💝😎  ✋👽

His mother, Irene, had absorbed all ten Phoenix Blood Fruits. Although each additional fruit had a diminishing effect, they had still helped her advance to the eighth level. This month, she had finally stabilized her cultivation.

And a few days ago, the family had received some incredible news.

Yale had written back. In his letter, he had shared a few things about the academy: Linley had advanced to Level Seven Mage and applied to graduate, and he had also auctioned off the Dream Awakening Sculpture... At the end, he mentioned that Garen had asked him to look into someone. After all, they had a name, and the person had graduated from O'Brien Academy more than a decade ago and been a seventh- or eighth-level warrior. With such precise information, the search had been relatively easy.

Arthur: Commander of the Northern Legion in the north of the Luo'ao Empire, ninth-level warrior, husband of the Luo'ao Empire's princess, lord of Light-Extinguishing City, and an imperial prince.

"I never expected my uncle to have done so well for himself. He's a ninth-level warrior and the Luo'ao Empire's royal son-in-law, and he's even been made a prince."

But then, his uncle had graduated from the continent's top warrior academy, received an excellent education from a young age, and carried the burden of vengeance for his country and family. It was only natural that he had risen to his current position through hard work.

His parents had been separated by a great empire, and they lived in such a remote backwater that news traveled poorly. If they had lived in the Luo'ao Empire, they might have learned about his uncle long ago.

Now that the family had a destination, they decided to set out for Light-Extinguishing City in the Luo'ao Empire.

His mother was an eighth-level mage, and his father was a sixth-level warrior; neither was frail. After Garen stored some useful household belongings in his Space Ring, he climbed onto the Golden Sun Eagle with his parents.

They were leaving—the place where he had been born.

The wind howled as they flew a thousand meters above the ground. Garen used the Wind Element to maintain a wind shield around his parents, while he stood on Xiao Pa's head and contemplated the wind.

In a single day, the Golden Sun Eagle crossed nearly half the continent. They had set out in the morning, and by evening they had reached the northernmost part of the Luo'ao Empire.

After flying into a city and asking around, they learned that Light-Extinguishing City was less than two hundred kilometers away. The three of them set off again.

In less than twenty minutes, Garen spotted a towering city.

He ordered the Golden Sun Eagle to fly straight toward the tallest building in the city.

Before they could get close, a middle-aged man in a blue robe flew over to meet them.

Garen sensed that he was probably a seventh-level wind mage.

The blue-robed man flew up to the Golden Sun Eagle and bowed slightly.

"I am Warren. May I ask what brings you three to my Light-Extinguishing City?"

"Please inform your City Lord Arthur that Irene has come to see him. He'll understand."

His mother stepped forward and spoke.

"So you're the City Lord's old acquaintance. Please come to the City Lord's Mansion first. I'll report to him right away."

Then the Golden Sun Eagle followed Warren toward the City Lord's Mansion.

As soon as it landed, the Golden Sun Eagle transformed into a small bird and perched on Garen's shoulder.

Warren was astonished at the sight. After ordering a few maids to attend to them, he hurried out of the reception hall.

A quarter of an hour later, a burly man with sharp brows and bright eyes hurried to the reception hall.

Garen also sensed the aura of a Saint Realm powerhouse who had followed them, though the person was concealed outside the hall.

When the visitor entered the reception hall and saw the three people inside, he froze.

He immediately forgot the intelligence he had received earlier—that the group included a Saint Realm magical beast.

"Little sister!"

A trembling voice rang out.

"Big brother!"

Irene was just as overcome with emotion. After twenty years apart, the siblings had finally reunited. It was easy to imagine how they felt.

They stepped toward each other, and Arthur instinctively reached out to touch Irene's hair.

"Little sister, you're alive. Thank goodness. How have you managed all these years?"

Arthur's eyes filled with tears. They held the joy of reunion and the relief that came after despair.

While traveling abroad all those years ago, he had heard that the Radiant Church had attacked the Mosa Principality and killed every member of its royal family. The terrible news had hit him like a bolt of lightning.

He had never imagined that he would see his sister again. He was so overjoyed that he could barely control his emotions.

"Back then, our parents held off several ninth-level powerhouses to save me. For years after I escaped, the Radiant Church kept hunting me down. Then I met Clark, and we eventually settled in a remote corner of the Rhine Empire. Only then were we able to live in peace."

As Irene spoke, she remembered how their parents had saved her. Tears began to fall before she even realized it.

It took a good while for the two of them to calm down.

"Big brother, let me introduce you. This is my husband, Clark, and this is our son, Garen."

Irene led Arthur over to Clark and Garen.

"Big brother."

"Uncle."

His father called out somewhat awkwardly. Since Irene's parents were gone and she had only one brother, her eldest brother was like a father to her; it was only natural for him to feel nervous meeting him for the first time.

Garen, on the other hand, felt a mysterious sense of closeness toward the man before him. The word "uncle" came naturally to him.

"Mm. Good, good boy."

Arthur nodded to Clark, then looked at Garen, who stood nearly one meter ninety tall and had handsome, refined features. He couldn't help reaching out to ruffle Garen's hair.

The four of them took their seats, with the hosts and guests arranged appropriately, and the family began catching up on the years they had spent apart.

As it turned out, after learning that the principality had fallen, Arthur—who had been traveling in the Yulan Empire—had focused solely on revenge. With the strength of an eighth-level warrior, he had joined the Northern Legion of the Luo'ao Empire.

The Northern Legion was the force tasked with dealing with the southern nations of the Chaotic Territory, which were in fact led by the Radiant Church.

When the legion commander learned that Arthur had graduated from O'Brien Academy and was an eighth-level warrior, he immediately promoted him to command an elite company of a hundred men.

In the army, Arthur fought with extraordinary courage, driven by his hatred of the Radiant Church. He often won despite being outnumbered and repeatedly distinguished himself in clashes along the border.

Before long, word of his remarkable military achievements reached the capital of the Luo'ao Empire, and the emperor, Gafni, summoned him.

After arriving in the capital to receive his title, Arthur unexpectedly met the imperial princess, Leo. His burly build, striking features, and melancholy air attracted her. Leo pursued him, and the two married a year later.

Not long after, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Legion retired due to old age.

Arthur volunteered to serve at the border.

Over the following years, Arthur gradually rose through the ranks, eventually reaching the lofty position he held today.

To ensure he never forgot his hatred of the Radiant Church, he renamed his territory, Riverside City, "Light-Extinguishing City."

After hearing Arthur's story, the whole family was deeply moved. At just twenty years old, he had faced the burden of vengeance for his country and family and risen step by step to become a powerful imperial prince. He had made it sound simple, but no one knew how much he had endured alone. They were all proud of him.

But when Arthur heard his sister say that she was already an eighth-level mage, that his nephew had become a Saint Realm powerhouse and one of the Four Ultimate Warriors—the Tiger-Striped Warrior—and was a Level 9 Great Mage, and that they even had a Saint Realm magical beast, he froze on the spot.

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I've been wondering about something: if someone hasn't read the original, will this fan fiction be completely incomprehensible?

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