The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 173

Across from their sumptuous chamber lay the grandest of the hot springs in the exclusive guest quarters of Seraphic Springs. A gathering of young lords lounged comfortably in the warm waters, sipping fine wine and feasting on delicacies as they jovially discussed the current martial gathering.

“This year’s martial gathering outshines the previous ones by far, especially with Alavin causing quite the stir.”

“Indeed, word about Alavin’s true identity has already spread throughout Warriors' Vale. Before coming here, he apparently was nothing but a servant.”

“That lad is no simpleton; he’s got the patience of a saint!”

“The Cobalt Strike Commander must have mixed feelings about Alavin now; he’s brought them fame and, at the same time, utter embarrassment.”

“I wonder what treatment Alavin will receive back at Cobalt Strike. Will they really take the time to foster his talents?”

“You’d be surprised. It might just not happen!”

“I heard that Bloodlore is interested in him. Their Commander even personally went to extend an invitation.”

The young nobles laughed and conversed at leisure while enjoying their Elixir Fruit and wine.

In the deepest part of the hot spring, where steam rose, and fog swirled, a muscular young man leaned back in the warm water, smirking as he hummed to himself, “Alavin’s success is but for a moment. He can't strut around for long. Let’s not forget whom he has offended - the Grand Elder of Cobalt Strike. That's one ruthless individual! He wouldn't dare leave, because doing so would mean betraying Cobalt Strike and abandoning his twenty thousand townspeople.”

“Oh? Lord Marak, do you have more inside information to share with us?”

Raising his glass filled with medicinal wine, the muscular youth swirled it and said, “Although Alavin has gained some fame, he has also shamed Cobalt Strike. Others might let it slide, but Alavin? Heh, with no background, no patron, and his open disdain for the Organization, not to mention his arrogance, Cobalt Strike might not touch him at first. But in time, someone will surely deal with him.”

“Lord Marak, what exactly is the grudge between Alavin and Cobalt Strike’s Grand Elder?” The lords were quite curious.

“You’ll all know when it’s time. But for now, let’s drop the subject; I’m here to enjoy a bath before I head back tonight.”

“Won’t you stay a few more days, Lord Marak? Rest assured, none from the Eight Orders will know you’re in Warriors' Vale. And even if they did, what could they do? They wouldn't dare lay a finger on you.”