"Wilson...that's the surname that even His Majesty is so wary of! Alright, let's go inside. It's time we have a talk with Duke Wilson."
The Great Wizard Anlin offered no further explanations. Instead, he flew directly towards Wilson Castle along with the two seventh-level wizards with a sapphire crested magic staff in his hand.
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The atmosphere was somber and heavy in the living room of Wilson Castle.
Five to six people were seated in the spacious living room, and seated above them was a dignified man clad in aristocratic attire, although his body appeared to be emitting a fluctuating elemental force and a rather powerful one at that; no less than a Seventh-level Spell Caster!