Chapter 389: A House Call for Treatment

After Luoning completed the enhancements for Ruidar and Maiken, he left Anbian City and stopped in Chishan Town.

The mining operations at the Chishan Iron Mine had long since been on the right track; although the output was not massive, it was stable enough.

After processing through several iron smelting High Furnaces at the back of the mine, they were producing picks, axes, sickles, and the like at a very high speed, and at prices much cheaper than those found elsewhere.

Originally, Luoning had intended to find someone to sell these tools, but ever since the gathering with Feilipu and Suo'ersitai, the task of transporting and selling had been taken over by those two Barons.

Now, Chishan Town had a steady stream of funds coming in every month, and it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before Luoning no longer needed to worry about the finances here.

The wasteland behind the mine.

The scorching flames melted the iron ore into molten iron; this was the effect brought about by the level seven fire magic, Heart of the Earth.

As the molten iron formed, Luoning used his Mental Power to manipulate it, gradually shaping it into the likeness of a Tang dao, and there were already over a dozen such blades by Luoning's feet.

Through this period of practice, Luoning's technique in using Mental Power to manipulate and forge blades in coordination with Heart of the Earth magic had advanced by leaps and bounds.

He believed that it wouldn't be long before creating more complex models would be no problem at all.

Soon, another new blade was successfully crafted.

Luoning manipulated the Quenching and cooling, then gave it a few swings in his hand.

"As Mental Power strengthens, one's perception of things also improves. Perhaps in the future, I can create high-carbon steel out of thin air."

Gathering up the materials and finished products on the ground, he prepared to find Fengsi to promote the blades.

It wasn't that blades were better to use than swords, but for ordinary soldiers, the cost of learning to use a blade was relatively lower.

Under the shroud of morning mist, Milosilafu's carriage convoy arrived outside Heimang City.

The old dean's strength was decent, but a Magician's physical constitution was, after all, not as good as a Professional Knight's.

If it weren't for the fact that they had slowed down their speed, combined with the specially made magic carriage, he would have been too lazy to make the trip himself.

Sometimes, he quite envied those wind-element Great Archmages who could fly in the sky relying on Wind Wings magic.

Unlike him, being an earth-element user, if he wanted to fly in the sky by his own strength, he reckoned he would have to wait until he became a Magus and relied on items like a Magic Flying Carpet controlled by Mental Power.

Milosilafu could have purchased a flying mount, such as a Griffin or a Dragon Hawk, but he always held a skeptical attitude toward these tamed mounts.

After all, he didn't have the strength of a Knight; if these beasts suddenly went wild in the air, a few jolts would likely shake him right off.

"I hate coming to this city."

Outside the carriage, the voice of his Guard Officer, Bulefu, rang out, "This place always gives one a damp, humid feeling."

Milosilafu was in a good mood and said with a smile, "It will be quick, my Guard Officer. We will stay in Heimang City for at most one night and leave tomorrow."

"Very well, my lord."

Bulefu muttered in a low voice, "Better to leave early; I don't really like the master of this city either."

Heimang City occupied a large area, and the surrounding manors were even more numerous.

However, apart from Golden Feather City, other cities didn't seem to pay much attention to road infrastructure, and the road surfaces were always somewhat pitted.

Perhaps because it was early morning, there were not many figures on the main street.

The Haide Family castle was located on a high mountain in the center of the north side of Heimang City.

The magnificent castle was imposing, and the black giant python flags fluttering everywhere, symbolizing the glorious history of the Haide Family, gave anyone who saw them a sense of archaic and heavy atmosphere.

Heimang Castle had long been prepared for the arrival of Milosilafu and his party.

As soon as the carriage arrived, the current helmsman of the Haide Family appeared at the entrance.

This man, who was tall and burly but had a pair of squinting eyes, was Balindun, and he welcomed them warmly.

"It is a pleasure to see you, Viscount Balindun."

Milosilafu also greeted him warmly, "How is your father doing now?"

"Sigh, we have been looking for a way to alleviate it, but there has been no progress at all."

Balindun looked sorrowful, "My father has aged a lot; if you do not extend a helping hand this time, I do not know if he can hold on until Lulansi dies."

Milosilafu raised an eyebrow and said nothing.

Bulefu, who was following behind him, snorted, "As a vassal, speaking of your liege lord like this in public, that seems rather inappropriate, doesn't it?"

Balindun glanced at Bulefu, "It was he who begged our Haide Family to join the Wushan Territory back then. Now, not only does he not remember the kindness, but he has instead crippled my father. Is there any liege lord as cruel to his vassals as that?"

Bulefu was still prepared to argue a few words, but was interrupted by Milosilafu raising his hand.

"Alright, we are here this time to alleviate Earl Aosen's pain; there is no need for pointless arguing."

He looked at Bulefu, "Watch your mouth, Guard Officer."

Bulefu lowered his head and stopped arguing, having to shift his attention to the surrounding Guards and Servants.

He frowned secretly; why did the people here all look so dull and wooden?

Soon, the group arrived at the hall.

Balindun said, "Please wait here for a moment; I will go and bring my father over."

"No need for such trouble, just take me to his bedroom."

Milosilafu smiled, "That will save him the hardship and discomfort."

"That won't do!"

Balindun's attitude was very firm, "Father said long ago that you are an honored guest of our Haide Family; he hopes to come out to see you, rather than in that sickroom where the smell is not very pleasant."

Helpless, Milosilafu could only agree to Balindun's arrangement and sat on the sofa, waiting quietly.

"My lord, why do I feel that it is somewhat eerie here?" Bulefu frowned and said in a low voice.

"Eerie?"

Milosilafu looked left and right, and released his Mental Power to perceive the surroundings, but did not detect anything unusual.

"Where do you find it eerie?"

Bulefu shook his head, "I can't quite say, I just feel that the people here are a bit strange; we had better be on our guard."

Milosilafu smiled slightly; he knew his Guard Officer had never liked Earl Aosen and the others, and he guessed it was a psychological effect that made the other man dislike this place.

"We have no feud with them, and we even came here to help them solve their problems; would they really turn against us?"

Standing behind him was the Silva Magic Energy Chamber of Commerce, and with that status placed on the table, no noble would be willing to offend them easily.

Footsteps sounded, and three figures walked in: Earl Aosen, Balindun, and Nigen, the Regiment Commander of the Heimang City Knight Order.

The man in the black robe walking in front was none other than Earl Aosen, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, hanging with a somewhat sinister smile.

Milosilafu's brows furrowed instantly; at this moment, he also sensed that something was wrong.

Earl Aosen walked with a gust of wind, striding as if flying; where was there any shadow of him being tormented by the Soul Devouring Surge?

Not long ago, Balindun had said that Earl Aosen did not have much time left; this was clearly a deception!

"Long time no see, Dean Milosilafu!"

Earl Aosen said heartily, walking straight to the main seat and sitting down.

Balindun and Nigen remained at the doorway; although they did not close the door, they stood like two guards, forbidding anyone from entering or leaving.

"Your illness is cured?" Milosilafu asked in a deep voice.

Earl Aosen spread his hands, "As you can see, I have not only shaken off my troubles, but I have even become stronger than before!"

A bad premonition surged into his heart; Milosilafu secretly stood on guard, while simultaneously giving Bulefu a look.

However, his itinerary was public, and he did not believe the other party had the audacity to take any extreme actions against him.

"Hehe, then I must congratulate you! I wonder how you were treated?"

He asked: "Also, since you are already well, why did you still invite me over to treat your illness in the letter?"

"My foolish Great Archmage, if I didn't say that, would you have come to my castle in person?"

Earl Aosen narrowed his eyes, his tone filled with hatred.

"Back then, I was desperate enough to kneel and beg you, yet you were only willing to give your Magic Potion to Lulansi; I will never forget this hatred!"

Milosilafu was, at any rate, a Great Archmage, respected wherever he went; when had he ever been pointed at and called foolish?

"Oh, then what do you want?"

He said coldly: "In your castle, to bet the future and even the lives of everyone in your Haide Family just to kill me?"

Earl Aosen rose abruptly, the aura of a Meteor-level expert erupting from his body.

He grinned hideously: "You will know soon enough!" (End of this chapter)