The Fate of the King's Life in the Palace

The Sogra King let out a long sigh.

Since the one who had come here was not his son, it meant that the Sogla Royal Family's plan for a Wizard Lineage had come to nothing.

The Sogra King said, "But unfortunately, the formidable enemy you will face is one you never expected."

"Wizard Virdan, please make your move."

Beside the throne stood a young man draped in white robes.

He slowly walked toward Leo.

The man had short, tousled white hair and a tall build. Like Leo, he was also a Prossian.

Virdan gave a slight bow and said, "Hello, Wizard Leo. My name is Virdan. As you can see, I am also a Prossian."

A flicker of hesitation passed through Leo's eyes. "As I recall, in this Great Summons, there were no other Prossian Wizards besides me. You shouldn't be a Wizard from the Tower of Dawn, should you?"

"That's right. I come from Blackwind Isle and am one of the Wizards who once left the Tower of Dawn."

"Of course, you would probably prefer to call me a wandering Wizard."

Leo asked, "Wizard Virdan, appearing before me means you intend to protect this Sogra King?"

"Of course not. I have no interest in him. Whether he lives or dies, my heart will not stir in the slightest. The one I am interested in is you."

Leo raised a brow. "I understand. You want to have a battle with me."

Virdan said in surprise, "That is indeed my purpose, but Wizard Leo, how did you guess?"

"I am a Prossian too. I can more or less guess the logic behind a Prossian's actions."

The Prossians in Leo's memories did not enjoy crushing weak enemies, but they dearly loved challenging the strong.

Now it seemed that even after becoming Wizards,