Settling It!

"You?"

Merlin seemed only now to recall that there was another Spellcaster who wielded dark spells. Looking at the female Mage, Merlin, himself a dark Mage, could naturally tell at a glance that she had already cultivated the Fused Magic Energy, Dark Heart.

Merlin remembered the Dark Heart clearly. Back then, it had been the Magic Energy of the Abyssal Fortress.

"You are a Spellcaster of the Abyssal Fortress?"

Merlin pondered for a moment before asking doubtfully.

"Yes, I am a Spellcaster of the Abyssal Fortress. My name is Yuras! I beg Mage Merlin to take me in."

Yuras knew that Merlin was her only chance. She had just witnessed Merlin's strength—one man crushing five powerful Great Mages. Such a thing was utterly unheard of. Perhaps only Klais, Osum's First Elder, could compare.

Thus, Yuras had to seize this chance. At Merlin's side, she would no longer have to hide cautiously everywhere as she had before, forever fearing that Osum's people would find her.

More importantly, Yuras had seen Merlin unleash the Dark Eye. It was the true Dark Eye, its power so immense it beggared imagination.

Although Yuras possessed a false cultivation method for the Dark Eye, she still longed to obtain the genuine method. Then, perhaps one day, she could rebuild the Abyssal Fortress and fulfill her mentor's final wish.

"The Abyssal Fortress and I do share some special ties. Since you are not afraid, come aboard."

Yuras's heart leaped with joy. Looking at the savage, terrifying Three-Headed Demon Dragon, she did not hesitate in the slightest, leaping directly onto its head and following at Merlin's side.

The Three-Headed Demon Dragon spread its wings wide and threw back its heads in a roar, venting its displeasure at Yuras. Though it had submitted, it remained proud. In its eyes,