Chapter 865: Encircled
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Wesley stormed into the Merlin Family Encampment, his face cold and his eyes blazing with fury. The moment he saw Leon, he shouted in anger.
"Archmage Leon, today the Merlin Family must give the Charlotte Family an explanation!"
Leon frowned slightly, glanced at Wesley, then at the growing crowd outside the encampment. He said nothing.
Wesley raised his head, pointed at Leon's nose, and roared loudly.
"Archmage Leon, you despicable thief, liar—you've disgraced the Merlin Family! With your dirty tricks, you cheated the Goldspire Realm's coordinates from Young Master Cassius, stealing from our Charlotte Family. Are you trying to provoke public outrage? The Merlin Family must give us an explanation and compensation today!"
"Damn you! Do you even understand how important the Goldspire Realm is to the Charlotte Family? Because of your underhanded methods, we've suffered astronomical losses—numbers so huge you couldn't even imagine. If converted to gold coins, you'd drown in them!"
"Conspiracy! This is a complete conspiracy by the Merlin Family. Damn you! Are you trying to destroy the Charlotte Family's thousand-year legacy? If you don't give us a satisfactory answer today, prepare to be torn apart by our magic!"
Wesley's tirade echoed with righteous indignation, while the mages behind him silently channeled their magic—vast waves of power rippling outward like a tide.
Xiu Ban was the first to burst out laughing. Even with his intelligence, he could see that this bunch was here to extort them.
"You damned bastards, always trying to swindle us for everything. How is it that your Charlotte Family lost a plane coordinate, and you blame Lord Merlin for it? Utter stupidity..."
Wesley glared with cold, sinister eyes, magic surging around him, manifesting as invisible flames swirling about—his gaze brimming with murderous intent as he stared at Xiu Ban.
"Mafa Merlin, this is the last chance for your Merlin Family. We can let go of the matter of you tricking our Charlotte Family out of the Golden Pearl Plane coordinates, but you must compensate us accordingly. I can treat it as a joke between you and Young Master Kans."
You should know, using underhanded means to steal another family's plane coordinates is enough to provoke public outrage. Our Charlotte Family doesn't want pointless sacrifice or conflict—we just want our losses returned.
That's why I'm here today, to reason with your Merlin Family. But if you insist on being stubborn, don't think our Charlotte Family is easy to bully!"
Wesley lifted his chin, playing the role of the reasonable one. Those in the crowd watching the commotion all nodded in agreement.
"The full assault on the Furyflame Plane is about to begin. At a time like this, we shouldn't be fighting amongst ourselves. The Charlotte Family knows how to prioritize the bigger picture."
"Yeah, I used to think Wesley of the Charlotte Family had quite a temper, but now he can restrain himself and negotiate with the Merlin Family..."
Wesley suppressed his anger, though his heart was pounding. It wasn't that he couldn't use force, but if things escalated, it would be the Charlotte Family losing face.
At last, Leon understood what was going on—the cause and effect laid bare. Turns out that Kans Charlotte, that fool, had traded the Golden Pearl Plane’s coordinates to hire Caucasus battle mages to kill him.
Now, not only did they fail to catch the golden goose, but they lost the bait—the wine bug—they’d cultivated with such effort.
This was nothing but an attempt to extort the Merlin Family to cover Charlotte’s losses...
Wesley kept bickering with the Merlin Family, insisting that Leon had used despicable means to steal the Golden Pearl Plane’s coordinates, while the Merlin Family refused to admit anything...
After a while, once Leon had pieced things together, he finally spoke up for the first time.
"Wesley, right? Whatever, it doesn’t matter. Let me ask you one thing: you claim I tricked Kans Charlotte out of the Golden Pearl Plane’s coordinates with underhanded means, so tell me—who has the Golden Pearl Plane now? Is it in the hands of the Merlin Family, or me?"
Wesley, dignified yet forceful in his ‘reasoning,’ suddenly found himself unable to continue. His expression shifted rapidly.
Damn it, that’s a question he couldn’t answer. What was he supposed to say—that the Golden Pearl Plane was now in the hands of the Caucasus battle mages?
Hell, those damned brutes are far too powerful for the Charlotte Family to resist. All they can do now is suppress the Merlin Family and make them pay for their losses.
He absolutely couldn’t let Leon keep talking. The whole visit to the Merlin Family was already bordering on unreasonable, and if word got out that the Charlotte Family had used the Golden Pearl Plane’s coordinates to hire Caucasus battle mages to commit murder, failed, and then turned to extort the Merlin Family—how would people see them then?