SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Chapter 546 Divine Bearer of Dieties!

The Lin family training grounds were alive with the fury of battle. The air charged with a fierce energy as Prince Scott's spear carved through it like a bolt of crimson fire.

The fifteen warriors surrounding him, fellow elite mages and loyal family members, lunged at him from every angle, each vying to overpower him, but Scott moved like a storm, his spells glowed like a streak of scarlet as it struck down opponent after opponent.

With a fluid, practiced motion, Scott raised the spear above his head, twirling it in a blazing arc before it sliced through the air and released multiple spells at once.

Each movement was graceful yet lethal, his body a machine of relentless attacks. Crimson flames danced around the spear's head, glowing brighter each time he unleashed a spell.

His voice echoed above the clang of weapons and the grunts of combat, steady and commanding. "Hold your stance, warriors! You're moving too slowly!"

The ground beneath them trembled, amplifying the tension.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Scott spotted a servant sprinting toward him, frantically dodging the chaos of the ongoing battle. Without a moment's hesitation, Scott called upon his magic, releasing a powerful spell that created a shockwave, pushing everyone back, halting the fight at once.

"Practice on your own. I have important matters to attend to." he commanded, his voice crisp and without room for objection.

Turning, he marched away, spear held loosely by his side, the servant trailing closely behind. They made their way toward an isolated grove behind the training grounds, where towering trees shielded them from prying eyes and the bustle of the estate faded to a quiet murmur.

Scott stopped, crossing his arms as he faced the servant with a sharp look.

The servant took a breath to compose himself. "Young Master, the rumors are true. That masked man, Kent... he's really rejected the alliance proposal from Princess Sony Stick. Not just once, but twice."

Scott's eyes widened, his brows drawing together in shock. "Rejected? Twice?" He paused, a look of disbelief crossing his face as he processed the news. "What in the world would possess him to reject such an alliance? The Stick family holds unmatched power—they're practically guaranteed to win the Trident Summit. This is... madness."

The servant nodded earnestly. "It is as you say, Young Master. Everyone expected Kent to accept the proposal without question. Yet not only did he reject it, he called Princess Lily his wife in front of Princess Sony Stick."

This little bird is more powerful than she looks. A single sound from her can shatter spells, bindings, or even the toughest tantric chains. I personally inspected its charm. You're sure this will be sufficient?"

Kent's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "More than sufficient." He extended his arm, and the parrot hopped onto his hand, tilting her head in silent curiosity.

Eila's lips curved into a smile. "Don't underestimate her, Kent. She may look harmless, but she holds the power to break barriers even I cannot breach."

"And the other treasure?" Kent's gaze moved to the small object wrapped in dark cloth in her other hand.

Eila lifted it gently, slowly revealing a small, mysterious pot, its surface forged from an unknown metal that glowed faintly in the dim light. "The Divine Bearer of Deities," she announced. "It can hold life forms, absorbing them into an endless dimension of happy life. An ideal tool for... transporting individuals unnoticed."

Kent's hand hovered over the pot for a moment before he took it carefully, feeling the strange weight of it. "Perfect." He could already envision the rescue he planned, picturing his ability to swiftly save and conceal the prisoners from prying eyes.

Eila studied his face, her smile fading slightly. "Kent, tell me. These tools... are you truly prepared for what you're planning? Prison breaks on the scale you're proposing come with risks, even with this." She gestured to the treasures. "Even I cannot shield you entirely."

Kent's expression softened. "Aunt Eila, I appreciate the concern. But there are people locked away who have the skills, strength, and knowledge that we'll need if we're to win the future wars. And if I leave them to rot, we'll be giving our enemies an advantage."

Eila sighed, her gaze affectionate yet tinged with worry. "You've grown, Kent. I remember when you were just a child, unburdened by all of this. Stay updated with My Virtual Library Empire

Kent chuckled, setting the pot carefully into a pouch at his side. "And you always knew I'd end up like this, didn't you?"

She laughed softly, her eyes warm. "Perhaps. But take care. The Quinn family... they're not to be underestimated."

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