Sifler had read about Wizards in some ancient texts.
Brutal, powerful, greedy—the descriptions of Wizards were nearly all negative.
But one thing was certain: Wizards were very powerful.
Sifler asked, "Wizards? What are they doing there?"
Lu Qiao explained, "This involves the dimensional war, it’s very complex. Simply put, the Wizards from the Wizard Plane are too greedy, and they want to occupy our Elf Plane and control all the resources here."
Sifler was somewhat stunned.
He didn’t expect that to be the reason.
He had heard stories of heroes saving the world since he was a child, but growing up, he knew there were no such world-ending events.
Now, it turned out that a world-level crisis was really in front of him.
"What will happen if they capture Cole?" Sifler asked.
Lu Qiao said uncertainly, "They might directly kill him, or they might keep him to gain some intelligence. In any case, his situation won’t be good."
Sifler’s eyes lit up, it seemed that Cole might not be dead.
Maybe he was still alive.
"Please let me go with you." Sifler said.
Lu Qiao nodded and said, "You can, but don’t act recklessly, those Wizards are even more cruel and powerful than you imagine."
After tidying up a bit and notifying the King, Sifler followed Lu Qiao and the four others to Oberstein.
He couldn’t remember how long it had been since he last traveled far.
The last time he went far seemed to be to a city to the west to help solve a demon problem.
Many years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Sifler lived a retired life in Sea Stone City, usually teaching students and sitting at the Royal City.
He thought he would spend his life this way, peacefully until the end.
Never did he think he would one day rush to the distant frontier to save his student.
Half a month later, the group arrived in Oberstein.
As soon as Lu Qiao and the others entered the city, they attracted many people’s attention.
Elves were very rare here, most people have never seen an Elf with their own eyes in their lives.
Even though they had heard the legends of Elves since childhood.
Soon, adventurers saw these Elves and avoided them.
Those who avoided them all had dealings with Elves before, knowing how noble and arrogant Elves were.
Even if an Elf killed them with a sword, no kingdom could punish them.
So it’s best not to provoke Elves, this was the consensus among many adventurers.
A group of soldiers rode over, the leading soldier glanced at Lu Qiao and the four others, then at Sifler.
He dismounted and bowed, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Lu Qiao and Mr. Sifler?"
Lu Qiao nodded slightly, without speaking.
They had already informed Tyrion before departing.
Tyrion had long stationed people at the city gates, who reported immediately when Elves arrived.
The soldier respectfully said, "Please trouble yourselves to come with me to the military camp to rest, the Commander is still outside the frontier, and will be back shortly."
Upon receiving the news, Tyrion immediately rushed back.
He had been personally patrolling the frontier recently, constantly watching for any movement from the Lime Mountain Range.
Tyrion knew very well what it meant when Elves came to investigate.
It meant that the matters within the Lime Mountain Range were beyond what the Noen Kingdom could handle.
When Tyrion returned to the military camp, he immediately saw Lu Qiao and the four Elves, as well as the greatly aged Magic Master Sifler.
"Mr. Sifler! Honorable Elf friends!" Tyrion greeted first.
Sifler looked at Tyrion and sighed, "Tyrion, you’ve aged too."
Due to being at the frontier, Tyrion had few chances to return to Sea Stone City.
A few years ago, Tyrion had returned, at that time he didn’t have so much white hair.
In a blink, Tyrion’s temples were already white.
"This is Mr. Lu Qiao, a friend of the Elf Race." Sifler introduced.
Tyrion smiled helplessly when Sifler pointed out his age.
He sighed and then looked at Lu Qiao, "Let me tell you about the recent situation."
"Recently, we’ve been closely monitoring the situation in the Lime Mountain Range, but it’s been very calm inside, with no disturbances. No one has been in or out for this period, and from the outside, there’s nothing unusual."
After hearing this, Lu Qiao silently walked to the edge of the wall and looked at the distant Lime Mountain Range.
"Let’s go have a look." Lu Qiao said to the people behind him.
Three Elf Race Guard Team members followed, Tyrion and Sifler exchanged a glance and also went over.
Lu Qiao and his group rode directly to a location close to the perimeter of the Lime Mountain Range.
Going further, they would enter the outer perimeter of the Lime Mountain Range.
Lu Qiao stopped and walked to a large tree, placed his hand on it, and closed his eyes.
An invisible wave spread out, and Lu Qiao seemed to be detecting something.
A few minutes later, Lu Qiao opened his eyes, "It seems the people inside haven’t come out."
He then placed his hand on the tree again, and his body began to emit a fluctuation of magic power.
Soon, a branch protruded from the trunk of the tree.
Subsequently, this branch extended, looking somewhat like a human arm upon closer inspection.
This wasn’t all; after the arm extended, a wooden head and another hand emerged.
The treant pushed against the trunk with both hands and pulled itself out.
A treant, about six feet tall and emaciated, stood before them.
Lu Qiao placed his hand on the treant’s head, quickly chanting some syllables.
A wind rose, brushing across everyone’s face.
The treant’s limbs quickly shrank, along with its head and body.
The treant soon condensed into a wooden sphere, roughly the size of a basketball.
The wooden sphere continued to shrink, becoming the size of an egg.
At this moment, the sphere was suddenly enveloped by a ring of green light, transforming into a bird with white wings.
Lu Qiao closed his eyes, and after the bird circled above their heads, it flew towards the Lime Mountain Range.
During this process, Lu Qiao’s vision was already switched to the flying bird.
Strictly speaking, this bird was actually his magic power avatar. For origınal chapters go to Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
This avatar was much stronger than ordinary spirit communication, possessing certain magic abilities.
Spirit communication essentially communicates with small animals or trees, which themselves have no magic abilities and only provide their field of vision.
Lu Qiao controlled the bird, with the Lime Mountain Range becoming increasingly nearby in view.
He flew over the mountain range’s entrance, glanced around, and found nothing unusual.
He continued forward, trying to find some traces below.
With hundreds of people missing, some clues would surely be left behind.
But in this area at the entrance, there was nothing, not even a trace of fighting.
"It seems I must delve deeper."
After contemplating for a moment, Lu Qiao continued to fly deeper into the Lime Mountain Range.
The bird was just his avatar, and it didn’t matter even if it died.