The Legendary Mage (Alavin)

Chapter 260

Cedrick was confused. “Are you two together now? What’s all this commotion about?”

“Stop adding to the chaos. Alavin opened Atlantis. He waited ten days to create this chaos, and now he's suddenly left. Don't you find that strange? Cedrick, what are you waiting for, go after him!"

"Alavin opened Atlantis?" Cedrick's eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint appearing.

"None of you can go," Godfred stood in their way.

"The sea floor is in chaos right now, and even if Alavin has special means, it's going to be difficult for him to return unscathed. You'd better..." Cedrick trailed off, suddenly turning to Mariela. He caught her off guard by saying, "Aren't you worried about Celesse?"

"What?"

"Celesse has a special relationship with Alavin. By forcing your way in, do you think Celesse will let you off the hook?" Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"Cedrick!" Mariela scolded, frustrated by the timing of his words.

Their argument ceased abruptly as they all turned to look at the nearby forest. There, beside an ancient tree, stood a stunningly beautiful woman. Her radiant complexion and vibrant, luscious lips exuded an enchanting charm. Her silky, gossamer dress danced with the wind, gracefully outlining her shapely form in a seductive silhouette. Her long, slender legs played a tantalizing game of hide- and-seek beneath the fabric, captivating onlookers.

She seemed like a nymph, who had come forth to ensnare souls.

Her youthful allure made the surrounding flora pale in comparison.

"Eyla?!" Cedrick and Mariela tensed up, knowing Eyla to be a formidable being.

Godfred, however, was utterly smitten, marveling that such a soul-stirring beauty could exist in the world, though her blood-red, otherworldly eyes were daunting to behold.

"Alavin opened Atlantis?" Eyla's voice was soft and light, her fingertips caressing a white fox nestled in her arms. She had come looking for Alavin and hadn't expected to stumble upon such news.

"Who is she?" Godfred asked, wary.

“She's the granddaughter of the Bloodlore Commander, one of the top five contenders in The Clash of Eight Orders, the Blood Elf Eyla. Speaking of which, she's got a bit of a flirtatious history with your Lord Alavin," Mariela said, leaving that piece of gossip hanging in the air as she took the opportunity of Godfred's brief distraction to dash into the nearby thicket.

Cedrick also made a swift exit, heading in the opposite direction to lose Godfred.

Lord Alavin? Was this person a knight of Alavin? Eyla didn't rush to leave; instead, she became intrigued. "What's Mariela's relationship with Alavin?"

"They're living together now."

"That little scamp," Eyla chuckled, retreating into the woods with the small fox in her arms. The fox, familiar with Alavin's scent, led Eyla in pursuit of Alavin.

"The Lord Alavin was a servant for eight years, wasn't he? How does he have so many fair maidens around him? But... damn, she's beautiful. Where does he find them!" Godfred muttered to himself, not bothering to stop them, and following in pursuit of Alavin. The depths of the sea were indeed dangerous, and he was genuinely worried about Alavin's safety.

Alavin ran wildly along the coastal cliffs, far from the noisy crowds. Mariela, Cedrick, and Eyla burst out of the forest in succession, chasing along the cliffs.

"Where are they headed?" The Cobalt Strike Protégés were hesitating about whether to dive into the sea when they unexpectedly noticed the others.

Adirich had a realization. "That cunning Alavin, he's trying to avoid the crowded areas and enter the sea from a different location."

"Brilliant! Let's follow them!" exclaimed one of the Cobalt Strike Protégés, his eyes lighting up as he beckoned his companions to head in a different direction. The sea in front of them was too chaotic, and many sea beasts and mercenaries were already clashing before they could delve deeper, so rather than taking a risk from here, it made more sense to take a longer route.

This pursuit drew even more attention. Many mercenaries thought, indeed, why not skirt this area and enter the sea from another direction? In their haste, they hadn't considered this simple strategy.

Alavin was running at breakneck speed when he looked back and nearly tripped. What on earth?

The Chained Spirit urged him. "Never mind them, find the ancient tomb quickly. The area of the tomb should be vast, and there will be special guardians. It's perfect for leading them into it as targets, drawing the guardians' attention."

Alavin stood on the cliff for a moment, then turned his head and sprinted even faster.