The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 258

“There is but one chance; you must hold steady.” Once the King Spirits returned to the Royal Mausoleum, they would never emerge again, and the opportunity to find it was singular.

“I've researched for ten years, and waited for twenty. Don't worry about me. What you need to do is find the Wings of Eternity in the Royal Mausoleum as swiftly as possible. Only by acquiring its legacy will the kings recognize you, or else they will take the Royal Mausoleum and sink it beneath the earth forever.”

“Lord Alavin, someone is coming,” Godfred warned.

A group of Cobalt Strike Protégés hurried up the hill to where they were hidden, seeking a better vantage point to observe the battle at sea. Now, no one dared to watch from the coast, as continuous waves crashed against the cliffs, throwing up a spray mingled with terrifying energy. Many had been swept into the ocean's depths, and others were torn asunder by the forces unleashed.

Alavin had no time to deal with them, focusing intently on the battle's end. Once the King Spirits were defeated, they would return to the Royal Mausoleum in the briefest of moments, then vanish forever. There was only this one chance.

The Cobalt Strike Protégés hadn't expected to find anyone on the hilltop, much less acquaintances. Alavin, Mariela, and Cedrick were all notable figures in the Cobalt Strike and had made names for themselves in The Clash of Eight Orders. Rumor had it that Cedrick had recently become an Advanced Mage.

"Alavin, it's been an age since we last met," called out the Admus amidst the gathering. Adirich was at his side, along with several other familiar faces.

"Indeed, it has," Alavin replied curtly. His brow furrowed as he focused on the maritime expanse.

"Ha, being a Golden Protégé really has changed you, hasn't it?" Gwenda sneered upon seeing Alavin. She was still seething with resentment for being replaced by him in public during The Clash of Eight Orders.

"Has it?" Alavin responded nonchalantly.

"You…" Gwenda, dissatisfied with Alavin's demeanor, turned her gaze to the equally aloof Mariela. "Mariela, I thought you were with the Botanic Haven. Why are you hanging around Alavin again?"

"Is that any concern of yours?"

"Our prideful Botanic Haven Protégé Mariela has taken a fancy, has she?"

"Is that any concern of yours?"

"A lady should have some decorum."