Her petite body still sat in the wheelchair, her legs seemingly having lost all mobility, inert as if they were just a burden; yet her frail body did not hinder the oppressive aura emanating from her, coming from the Turand Family, the most powerful in the Northern Realm.
This oppressive aura was sowhat diminished for Fisher, who was not a North Realm person. Previously, he only had a general understanding of the family’s power, knowing mainly that their business started with mineral trade and that they now actively invested throughout the Northern Realm.
"Of course, there’s no problem then, the deal is considered settled?"
Valentina nodded, and said,
"Tonight, we will leave the Sardinia Female Country with Sister Ilois and head for the Nebalon Kingdom. You should depart with us, and along the way, we can discuss the details of the deal, Mr. Fisher."
As soon as she finished her sentence, she did not wait for Helldor behind her to push her; she instead wheeled herself out of the church gate. Balzac and Philis were just employees, without any right to interfere in her decisions, so they rely glanced at Fisher in the chair before following Valentina out of the church.
Helldor, however, did not hurry to leave the church; instead, he looked towards Fisher, who was still sitting in the chair. Beneath his face, hot steam continually hissed out. Yet, Fisher did not see any signs in his body that could burn coal, which made Fisher increasingly believe that Helldor had an extrely close connection with the Cardinal.
As Valentina gradually disappeared outside, Fisher thought he was about to discuss so intel about Erwin as the Cardinal would possess him, but then Helldor unexpectedly said sothing that baffled Fisher,
"Ssss... I never thought that the renowned Fisher Benavides would end up in such a state today... Mr. Helsen’s student, I should have realized this earlier."
"Do you know my teacher?"
There was no recognizable expression on Helldor’s chanical face, and even his tone was sowhat stiff, just like the components that made up his body now,
"Ssss... Not exactly acquaintances, just had a brief encounter. I had attended an exhibition held by the Nali Magic Association where I saw him. He and another magic master from Nali had designed a new Ring Head, which shocked the Magic Academic World. Seeing him succeed while his peers, including , accomplished nothing, I was quite regretful and started studying magic with even more dedication."
Gravity Magic?
Mr. Helsen and that Gravity Magic Master designed the Gravity Magic decades ago, when Mr. Helsen was young. And now Helldor is saying he was the sa age as Mr. Helsen back then?
Wait, what exactly is the situation with Helldor right now? Isn’t he a Cardinal made by the Cardinal?
Fisher felt surprised, yet Helldor did not seem surprised by his astonishnt. The steam under his face grew denser, and for the first ti, a human-like chuckle erged in his rigid tone,
"Ssss... It’s jaw-dropping, isn’t it? Who would have thought that a man living in this chanical body could be such an aged fellow. Although I’ve switched bodies, I still feel as though I’m aging; recently, I’ve even started to feel my mind dimming..."
"Ssss... I’ve gone off topic. You’re a direct student of Mage Helsen. Valentina is still young and has spent a long ti in her family, so she naturally wouldn’t know much about the affairs of Nali. Helsen’s disciple wouldn’t be a villain; she will understand this... It’s just that, she is too desperate for the Frost Snow Phoenix Tree, you’ll understand later."
"Ssss... Anyway, welco to our team, Mr. Fisher Benavides. I am Helldor Turand, a mber of the Turand Family, and a magician, though not a prominent one."
Helldor gently extended his right hand towards Fisher. It seed as if a lively soul had erged in what was originally a lifeless chanical body. After a mont of being stunned, Fisher also extended his right hand and lightly shook it. It was only upon this close contact that he noticed a faint blue glow twinkling within the chanical arm of the other.
And this glow, Fisher had only seen it on the Cardinal’s Cardinal...
"Nice to et you, Mr. Helldor."
"Ssss..."
Helldor nodded in agreent, but the steam beneath his face seed to uncontrollably burst forth, clouding his face in mist. After letting go of Fisher’s hand, he turned and followed Balzac and the others out of the church.
Sitting in the sa spot, Fisher spun the tal card in his hand, having confird multiple tis that the Cardinal close to him was indeed Helldor.
"It seems the Turand Family also has its share of troubles..."
"It’s really crazy how all sorts of bizarre things happen when I’m with you. Is he a human or a machine?"
Emhardt, who had been hiding in Fisher’s pocket during the serious conversation, finally poked his head out, even though he could have simply stayed on Fisher’s shoulder to listen. But for so reason, whenever he saw Fisher talking with other won, he couldn’t help but want to urge them to run.
"Mr. Fisher... um, could you help... , that is, with the stuff I’m carrying? It’s quite a lot and heavy..."
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