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In the City Lord's Mansion, located in the eastern part of Saint Ni City, a plump merchant with round cheeks and a demeanor that radiated a smooth and amiable charm was being led inside by a guard.
The area was heavily guarded, with a squad of guards stationed every few dozen meters. Among them were formidable warriors exuding a strong aura, their presence marked by the scent of blood, clearly having emerged from brutal battles. The merchant, as he walked, felt beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
At that moment, a tall and slender young man approached. His appearance was quite ordinary, dressed in a simple white robe adorned with a purple flower emblem on his chest, signifying his identity as a member of the City Lord's direct lineage.
The Milwyn Family was indeed a renowned clan that had ruled over Saint Ni City for centuries, firmly establishing themselves as local sovereigns.
"Young Master Warner!" the guard greeted respectfully, acknowledging the young man's status.
The merchant hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, Young Master Warner!"
"Hello. What brings you here?" The young man wore a warm smile, resembling an ordinary teacher, exuding an air of profound knowledge.
His eyes seemed to swirl with countless vortices, instilling a deep sense of dread in the merchant at just one glance, as if they could devour his very soul.
However, neither dared to show any signs of disrespect. The guard quickly replied, "Young Master, he has brought gifts prepared for the eldest lady. The steward deemed the gifts to be of considerable value and allowed him to meet her."
"Oh, just hand them over to me," the young man said with a smile.
The guard hesitated slightly while the merchant appeared utterly flustered. The young man's smile faded slightly as a hint of displeasure crept into his tone. "What? Is my word not sufficient?"
"Ah, no! It's just that..." Sweat instantly appeared on the guard's forehead.
"There are no 'justs.' Hand it over to me. If she asks about it later, let her come find me." Young Master Warner decisively reached out and grabbed the exquisite box from the merchant's hands.
The merchant dared not contest, watching helplessly as the other party took away the item, his face filled with despair.
This item was a treasure he had painstakingly found, something so rare that he had never even heard of it before. It was precisely this that caught the greedy Steward's eye and granted him an audience with the eldest sister.
It should be noted that the Lord of the City had one son and one daughter, with the son being the man before him, who preferred to stay in his own courtyard and rarely ventured out.
The eldest sister, on the other hand, was regarded as the next generation's heir, wielding significant power and acting decisively, earning a great reputation throughout Saint Ni City.
Naturally, he wanted to curry favor with her rather than with this capricious playboy who lingered on the fringes of power.
But now, it was all too late. The merchant left the lord's mansion dejectedly; he did not have the courage to ask for his item back.
Not far from the entrance of the lord's mansion, a brown carriage waited quietly. The merchant walked over with his head down and weakly said, "Take me back!"
However, after a while, he came to his senses and suddenly realized that the route they were taking was completely unfamiliar to him. He couldn't help but get angry and shouted, "Bastard! Turn back now; do you still want to keep your job?"
"Be quiet. Our boss has some questions for you."
A deep voice came from the front, and then a masked strongman jumped into the carriage, pressing a gleaming knife against his throat.
The merchant was instantly filled with terror; he never expected these people to be so brazen as to kidnap someone right outside the lord's mansion!
But he did not dare to shout for help, fearing that they would stab him if he did. He was too frightened even to ask questions.
Time dragged on painfully as they traveled. The carriage stopped at an abandoned building in the Slums, where the merchant was taken inside with a mask over his face and brought down to a basement for questioning.
Moments later, he stumbled out of the basement and sat in the carriage all the way back home. Ignoring his wife's inquiries, he collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
"Warner Young Master, let's see what kind of person you are to dare steal my things!" Xiar sat calmly, casually munching on fruit.
As night fully descended, he left the Slums like a ghost, gliding through the streets.
...
The night was deep, yet lights still flickered in a building within the lord's estate, where a figure swayed above.
Surrounding the building stood towering stone statues, resembling sentinels guarding the structure.
On the third floor, Warner held the Multicolored Sphere in his hands, having studied it for an entire afternoon without uncovering its effects.
He could sense that the sphere contained Mysterious Energy, a type of energy he had never encountered before—mysterious and unfathomable.
This energy exuded an unparalleled vitality, as if it concentrated all the life force of a vast forest into one essence, boundless and captivating.
"Life?" he pondered for a moment before stepping into the underground laboratory.
This place was an absolute forbidden zone; even the Lord of the City could not enter. After learning about his child's true identity, the Lord of the City no longer insisted on him inheriting the family legacy.
For Warner, worldly power and status were utterly insignificant compared to the vast and mysterious nature!
In the basement, Warner took out a Black Mouse for experimentation and drew forth a Source Power, injecting it into the Colorful Puffball.
Buzz~
Colors swirled like water around the Black Mouse, enveloping it in a vibrant light.
Moments later, as the colorful glow dissipated, the Black Mouse underwent a sudden transformation, its size increasing by one-third.
Even more astonishing was its life force, which surged more than double; this indicated it would possess a longer lifespan and a robust physique.
He immediately sensed the change in the Black Mouse and murmured, trembling all over, "This thing! This thing... is a priceless treasure!"
The ability to easily transform ordinary creatures into peculiar beings resembling totems completely exceeded his understanding.
Bang!
At that moment, a sudden sound came from outside—enemies were approaching!
"It seems the original owner has arrived. Taking it back won't be so easy," Warner said, feeling the Pine Cone in his hand tremble slightly. His face remained calm and smiling as he waved his hand, casting intricate spells.
Source Power radiated brightly, enveloping the area within dozens of meters in an instant.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
An astonishing scene unfolded as the stone statues surrounding the building suddenly came to life.
These statues stood five to six meters tall, with the tallest exceeding ten meters, crafted from dark gray rock, resembling cast iron.
They all sprang to life, silently guarding the center of the building, their gazes fixed on the black figure approaching from a distance.
That person seemed to merge with the darkness; without careful observation, one would hardly notice them!
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