[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-greatest-legacy-of-the-magus-universe":3,"chapter-greatest-legacy-of-the-magus-universe-greatest-legacy-of-the-magus-universe-chapter-872":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},160416,309,"Chapter 872: Arrival (GT Bonus )","greatest-legacy-of-the-magus-universe-chapter-872",872,"\u003Cp>Chapter 872: Arrival (GT Bonus Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Council Keep, Downtown Quarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the top floor of this towering structure, the Lord Marshall of Ravenfell, Sabrina Benton, sat in her office, reading through the contents of several official parchments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several minutes later, she nodded and handed the parchment to the young woman standing beside her. “Approved. Send twenty additional Mana Liquefaction Magi to the Bosky Neighborhood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Twenty, my lady?” The assistant was startled. “But…” She lowered her head, reading the contents of the paachment before continuing, “They have only requested five.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sabrina remained silent for a few moments, resting her chin in her hand. Her eyes narrowed and she murmured, almost as if she was talking to herself, “I can’t quite put a finger on it, but the Corvid Quarter… there’s something going on there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant’s heart skipped a beat. “Something is… going on there?” she asked in a trembling voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Grand Magus Tournament only weeks away, Ravenfell had grown increasingly tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one to bear the most weight was none other than the city’s armed forces, which was run by Sabrina Benton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the slightest anomalies that were brought to their attention were thoroughly investigated and then immediately dealt with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, now, when the assistant heard the Lord Marshall say something fishy was going on in the Corvid Quarter, she naturally assumed the worst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sabrina turned her head, looking at the sprawling cityscape through the window. “It’s better to be safe than sorry,” she said at last. “Send twenty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lady!” The assistant jotted down something in her notebook before handing Sabrina Benton the next official parchment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before the elderly woman could reach it, the doors to her office burst open. A Mana Liquefaction Magus clad in full armor dashed in, his expression a blend of excitement and panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benton’s eyes sharpened, and she spoke coldly, “You better have a good reason.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forgive me, my lady!” The Magus immediately dropped to one knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person sitting before him may look unassuming and elderly, but she was, in fact, the most ruthless out of all the Councilors in Ravenfell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a reason why Headmaster Marcus Blackwood had appointed her as the Lord Marshall of Ravenfell!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But this is urgent!” he added. “Truly urgent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Speak,” Benton flatly stated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Magus took a deep breath before looking at the elderly woman. His lips parted, and he spoke in a trembling voice, “The Dark King has returned!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sabrina Benton rose to her feet. There would be time to finish the paperwork later. The Dark King’s homecoming celebration took precedence above all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this celebration was Ravenfell’s official proclamation to the world that their proud Magus, the Dark King, had returned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also a grand gesture to show Adam just how grateful Ravenfell was to him for his brave and admirable actions in the Blackshore Incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sabrina Benton moved around the desk and asked, “Jeeling Outpust?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lady, he is currently staying there!” said the armored Magus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sabrina hummed in acknowledgment as she left the room, leaving behind her parting words for her assistant, “Bina, begin the homecoming preperations. You have exactly twenty-four hours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that said, she vanished down the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Northern Quarter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It encompassed the northern portion of Ravenfell, separated from the other quarters by the Dell River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a diverse region in both wealth and poverty, which housed a number of important landmarks, none more iconic than the Ravenfell Arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though typically used for noble duels and seasonal festivals, the arena served as the training ground for the city’s armed forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it was being transformed for something far greater—the Grand Magus Tournament!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ravenfell Arena itself was a marvel of engineering and arcane design. From the outside, it stood about sixty meters, but from the inside…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was three times that height!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment, renovations were still underway. At the center of the grassy field, Professor Mathilda Whitaker was surrounded by over a dozen students from Saratoga, instructing them on various things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor, what about the commentator?” asked a young woman dressed in a gray cloak proudly emblazoned with the insignia of Saratoga.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He doesn’t wish to sit by the bleachers. His requirement is quite… unusual.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly lady waved her hand dismissively. “That has already been handled. His platform needs to be inscribed with the spell model of Flight. It’s a minor issue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused for a moment, turning toward a tall young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about the food and drinks station? Each of the six segments”—she pointed to the four cardinal directions and the upper and lower bleachers—”needs at least a dozen setups. Are they ready?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor, it will be done within the week,” said the young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Prioritize those, especially the drinks,” Professor Whitaker muttered solemnly. “I don’t dare imagine what will happen if we run out of ale.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This elicited a round of laughter from the students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also, double the security around the food and drink stations,” the elderly Magus added. “We cannot have drunk fools ruining the event.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lot of planning and effort had gone into the event that would eventually take place in this very arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, according to estimations, a hundred thousand people were expected to attend!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Professor Whitaker was discussing the other important matters relating to the event, she suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from a distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned towards one of the many entrances and saw an armored Magus running with the utmost urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s here! He’s here!” He shouted while waving his hands, his tone laced with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Whitaker frowned. When the Magus arrived before her, she said gently, “Calm down, son. What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Magus panted for air. A few minutes later, he looked at the elderly professor and managed a grin. “The Dark King! He has arrived at the Jeeling Outpost!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was stunned by those words. Then, they burst into cheers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Whitker had an extremely serious expression on her face. Adam’s homecoming celebration wasn’t just personal, it was political, symbolic, and was directly tied to the Grand Magus Tournament itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned to one of the students and gravely said, “Bob, you know what to do. Return to Saratoga. Begin the preparations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that said, she rushed out of the Ravenfell arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Constantine Estate, Uptown Quarter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raidon, the Captain of the Black Legion, stormed inside the grand manor, looking for someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After asking directions from the many maids and servants in the manor, he finally arrived at a study on the second floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady Anna!” He burst in without knocking, not bothering with the etiquette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson-haired princess reclined in a leather chair by the fireplace, a book in her hands. She looked up, her gaze calm yet curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raidon gulped. Then, his lips curled into a wide grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Lord Commander has arrived!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>1\u002F2 Bonus chapters 🙂\u003C\u002Fp>",1151,"2026-05-29T04:45:00.825Z","2026-06-01T04:29:11.309Z",1,"novelbin.me","7be2cdd20d47583d5b89a7cdd4c79e19942d76bb3db5428e46b39625c8115926","greatest-legacy-of-the-magus-universe-chapter-873","greatest-legacy-of-the-magus-universe-chapter-871",1765,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgreatest-legacy-of-the-magus-universe-cover.jpg"]