Transcendent Dawn

Duke of Mark.

This is the territory of the Duke of the Northland, Grand Duke Marcus.

Inside Grayfish Castle.

The gloomy atmosphere continued to spread like a low pressure.

Grand Duke Marcus, who ruled the duchy, was recently injured by a wild boar while hunting and was dying.

This made the retainers very anxious, and the sons who had the strength to compete for the heir were even more eager to move, constantly fighting in private.

Although it has entered the imperial era, the development of various technologies, especially medicine, is not perfect. Many doctors only know a little about herbal medicine, and relying on the few proven prescriptions that have been passed down, they are helpless against many diseases. Needless to say, there are quack doctors who only know bloodletting.

The Duke's condition is very serious, and he is on the verge of dying.

After all, not everyone can become a powerful superstring warrior, and even if he becomes a superstring warrior, he can at most strengthen himself and cannot heal others.

...

night.

In the ward.

The old prince came to himself, and rang the bell beside the bed.

The maid outside seemed to be asleep and did not respond.

"Damn it... hurry up, someone..."

Marcus struggled to cry out, but the sound was as low as a mosquito.

Those who have not reached this step will not experience this kind of helplessness at all, it is like an abyss of despair.

"The lion king is getting old... have you all gone to flatter the new army..."

Marcus murmured in a low voice, with strong unease in his heart.

It was as if the whole world had forgotten him and discarded him in a corner like trash.

"No... you can't do this... I'm still the Duke..."

He said to himself,

Two lines of tears flowed down.

Hoo hoo!

Suddenly, a breeze blows.

'Forgetting to close the windows... What a reluctance... If I could move about, I'd hang 'em...I swear! '

Marcus tried to turn his head away, but was taken aback.

A figure wrapped in a black robe was standing by the bed, under the black robe seemed to be a darkness that was constantly wriggling, and two rays of light fell on him.

"Death's attendant? My time is up?"

He said in a low voice.

"No, my lord duke, I'm alive, and you haven't died yet...Although, it's close."

The man in black robe spoke, although his voice was low, but very young and sweet, she was a woman.

"assassin?!"

Marcus was even more surprised: "How... how did you... get in?"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Ilya, and I am a magician! Oh, you may not understand what the word 'magic' means, but I can explain it to you. We are a group of people who master mysterious power!"

Ilya chuckled lightly and bowed slightly to answer.

"A mysterious person wanted by the empire...!"

Marcus rolled his eyes hard, remembering.

"Yes, Your Excellency Duke! Do you want to make a deal?"

Yi Liya waved his hand, and a green light fell: "Treating minor injuries can't completely cure you, but it can make you relax!"

The next moment, a miracle happened!

Marcus felt that the tormenting pain was much better in an instant, his head became clearer, and his throat didn't seem to be burning like a fire all the time, so he could speak easily: "It's really a magical power... aren't you Superstring Warrior!"

"Superstring Warrior can't save you!"

Elijah said: "And my healing technique...heals your injuries without any problem. Magic is omnipotent. In the future, it can even prolong your life... Now, tell me your answer!"

"I don't have a choice!"

Marcus replied with a wry smile.

The empire currently has no gods, no devils, only some nature worship.

Even if he wanted to sell his soul, no devil came to buy it.

No!

Perhaps in his eyes at this moment, this woman in a black robe who calls herself a 'magician' is the devil and the devil, the embodiment of evil!

But the longing for life and greed for power made him reluctant to die, so he could only agree: "I...promise you!"

"Very good, I will heal you...and in return, you will protect the mage and build me a mage tower!"

Elijah nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately, her fingers drew in the air, and characters appeared one after another, forming a contract: "Sign it... This has magical power, and no one can violate it! Reach out, use your will..."

Under her guidance, Duke Marcus stretched out his right hand tremblingly, pressing his thumb firmly into the light: "I accept!"

Snapped!

A mark emerged out of thin air.

Immediately, the contract burned, turned into light, and sank into his body.

"The deal is concluded, then..."

Ilya raised the staff, and a green branch slowly withered: "Cure serious injuries, get rid of diseases! Witness the miracle... Your Excellency Duke!"

Vibrant emerald green light immediately filled the entire room.

Moments later, the black magician disappeared.

Duke Marcus looked at his smooth chest without a trace of scar, his face was full of disbelief.

Immediately, he stood up, waved his arms and legs, and found that his condition was better than before he was not injured.

He took a deep breath, stroked his body greedily, put on his robe, and opened the door.

"My lord duke...huh?"

The guarding guards and maids looked at the healthy Duke, motionless as if they had turned into puppets.

"Let's go!"

Marcus sneered, and the majesty of being a duke for a long time returned to him: "Let the chief guard come over, I'm going to see... my good sons!"

...

"Another one, done!"

Outside Grayfish Castle, Ilya smiled and said to Phil and Taklaw: "The Duke of Mark is one of the most wealthy places in the Northland, and there is no problem in building a mage tower."

"I don't understand!"

Taklaw stroked his wand: "Why don't you let me do it... a 'manipulating human being' is still very simple to deal with ordinary people."

"Absolutely not!"

Ilya shook her head and said: "After all, this kind of spell is too rigid, and there is a possibility of being discovered. At that time, we will face the common encirclement and suppression of the empire and the nobles!"

"It's not like now, we are just partners, and we can bring unimaginable benefits to each other... Hehe... I know the temper of the nobles. For power and profit, they can do everything. It violates the laws of the empire. What kind of!"

"So, next... is to build the mage tower?" Phil asked after a moment of silence.

"really!"

Ilya nodded: "Now, each of us has the power to kill a hero, but it should not be a 'legendary' opponent, unless the three of us join hands in the range of the mage tower, at least we are not afraid of him... that's all right Establish a college and recruit magic apprentices!"