Count Sailin let out a long sigh, as though burdened by boundless emotion. He was the true ruler of Pujias City, so naturally he had many enemies. Just like Old Wilson, who knew how many people he had killed in his territory back then.
Having enemies was one thing, but having an enemy grow powerful was another. Clearly, for Merilon to dare seek revenge against Count Sailin after only five short years, he must have had something to rely on.
"I have indeed investigated it thoroughly. After Merilon escaped back then, no one knows what he encountered, but he somehow became a Spellcaster. Thinking himself powerful enough to fear nothing, he sent that letter of threat."
Count Sailin looked rather helpless. Who could have imagined that dealing with a minor noble who had betrayed him would ultimately bring such enormous trouble upon himself?
"A Spellcaster!"
Merlin's heart tightened. No wonder the castle was so vigilant. A Spellcaster had actually threatened Count Sailin, and judging by the count's anxiety, this Spellcaster was certainly no ordinary one.
Still, Count Sailin could not determine just how powerful his opponent was. They would have to wait until Merilon appeared in a few days to find out.
"Father, there is no need to worry. How strong could Merilon have become in five years? If he dares to come, I will kill him myself and cut off all future trouble at its root!"
Cook stepped forward and spoke in a deep voice. He had great confidence in his own strength. As a Fifth-Level Elemental Swordsman who had even slain an Icefield Dire Wolf, he naturally feared no threat.
After speaking, Cook cast Merlin a faint glance.
Although Merlin noticed Cook's gaze, he paid it no heed. He was still analyzing Count Sailin's situation.
This truly was