The City Lord's mansion still stood amidst the ruins, looking like a giant beast ready to devour, with its cavernous mouth wide open, awaiting its prey under the veil of night.
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「Black Swamp.」
Alesya led a person to the treehouse.
Carl, who was browsing through books, lifted his head and showed a look of surprise upon seeing the visitor.
"Wizard Strele!"
Strele!
An Official Wizard over a century old.
Versed in mind and Earth Element Witchcraft, he was also one of the founders of the Swamp Alliance.
"Young Carl."
Strele, holding his walking stick, sat down with a chuckle, "We meet again. You're leaving Black Swamp for the Magic Forest tomorrow, are you still busy?"
"There are some things that need to be handled," Carl closed the book, "Is there something you need, Senior?"
