"Wilson... even His Majesty is wary of that name! All right, let's go in. It's time we had a proper talk with Duke Wilson."
Great Mage Anlin offered no further explanation. Holding his gem-inlaid staff, he led the two Seventh-level Mages straight toward Wilson Castle through the air.
The atmosphere in the drawing room of Wilson Castle was solemn and tense.
Five or six people sat in the spacious drawing room. At the head sat a dignified man dressed in aristocratic clothing, yet the elemental fluctuations emanating from him were quite powerful. He was at least a Seventh-level Spellcaster!
Below him sat several spellcasters in various styles of clothing. One Black-Robed Mage spoke with a worried expression. "Your Grace, the seven major Spellcaster Organizations in the north have already fallen apart, and the Southern Spellcaster World has long been under the Royal Family's control. The king of the Black Moon Kingdom has grown far too ambitious. Now, of all the organizations in the Spellcaster World, only our Dark Spirit Domain remains. The king seems to have some reservations and hasn't moved against us, but this cannot last. At any moment, our Dark Spirit Domain might be forced to disband, with all our spellcasters absorbed into the Royal Family's ranks of mages."
This Black-Robed Mage was one of the elders of the Dark Spirit Domain. As a Ninth-level Spellcaster, he was immensely powerful, yet he was now consumed by worry. The situation throughout the Spellcaster World had changed completely. Even the seven major Spellcaster Organizations had fallen apart, so what hope did the Dark Spirit Domain have?
The Royal Family had most likely refrained from attacking the Dark Spirit Domain because of its relationship with the Wilson Family.
Both the Wilson Family and the Dark Spirit Domain had once been