Chapter 32 comes to an end for now
The aqua blue light appears warm, but beneath that beauty lies unparalleled destructive power.

Yerven held up the black iron scepter, his whole body enveloped in a sacred aura.

As his mind moved, the soft moonlight suddenly magnified several times, like a real waning moon.

Under the moonlight, even the ground walls made of 'corundum' were slowly melting. This was the power of advanced magic.

The three men in black robes wanted to leave, but at this point their mission was considered a failure.

The mission they received from the organization was to take away the rumored divine relic.

Any divine relic possesses the terrifying power to ignore rules. The organization is about to implement its plan in Roselowe, and the sudden appearance of the divine relic is likely to hinder the plan, so the leader sent out the elite of the organization to eliminate this hidden danger in advance.

Originally, it was unnecessary to send out strong men of their level, but recently it seems that a famous adventure team in the empire came to this city, so they were sent out just in case, but now it seems that they have drawn a bad fortune.

They couldn't even confirm the authenticity of the divine relic, so this mission was indeed a complete failure.

Just as the moonlight was about to cover the three men in black robes, the man in black robe with the broken arm took out a yellowed scroll from his arms.

A faint magical fluctuation emanated from the scroll.

"What is that?" Yerven, who witnessed all this, changed his expression and sped up the circulation of his magic power. The moonlight became brighter, making it almost impossible to open one's eyes and look directly at it.

"Guard over me, gates of hell."

The man in black robe recited the spell to activate the scroll.

Sparks ignited at one corner of the scroll, instantly burning the entire scroll into particles and completely dissipating.

A pitch-black vortex emerged in front of the three men in black robes. It was like deep darkness, bottomless. A smell that was enough to make people feel sick and frown came from the other side of the vortex.

"Ouch!"

Faintly, a wolf howl could be heard from the other side of the whirlpool.

"What... is that?" Einbert's eyes widened. The thing before his eyes was far beyond his comprehension. The vortex seemed to be able to swallow everything. Even Yerwin's advanced magic 'Moonlight' was swallowed up by it without causing a ripple.

The faint howling of wolves made him feel as if he was being stared at by a terrifying monster. There was a chill in the top of his head. The one with the devilish gaze like a primitive monster was definitely not an ordinary being.

The light of the moon gradually dimmed, and the dark vortex gradually shrank. After a moment, both of them disappeared completely at the same time.

"Tsk, is it an ancient magic scroll? How luxurious!"

Yerven gritted his teeth. It was so frustrating that the magic he had cast with all his might was broken so easily by the opponent with just a scroll.

"Glorious Knights, you don't have much time."

The man in black robe with a broken arm said coldly: "The end is coming soon, and even you are just ants struggling in it."

“Swoosh!”, “Swoosh!”, “Swoosh!”

A slight sound of cutting air was heard, and three feather arrows flew towards the heart of the black-robed man with the broken arm.

“Click!”, “Click!”

To his left and right, two men in black robes attacked at the same time and each cut down an arrow.

When the third arrow was about to pierce his heart, the black-robed man with the broken arm grabbed the arrow with his only remaining right hand and broke it.

A smacking sound came out of Einbert's mouth, and his face was full of regret. Alvis swung his long axe, and after blessing himself with muscle strengthening magic, he jumped out of the spot like a cannonball and chopped directly at the three people.

"Hmph, we'll leave the outcome for next time. I hope you can live to see us again."

Alvis's axe missed. After saying some harsh words, the three men in black robes turned into a black shadow and jumped out of the window.

Einbert ran to the window, drew his bow, aimed for a moment, and then reluctantly put it down. In his current physical condition, even if he managed to shoot one or two arrows, it would be in vain, and he could not stop the three people at all.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do." Einbert shook his head and waved helplessly to Yervin and Alvis.

"The enemy this time is no small matter. He is not someone who can be defeated so easily." This time, Yervin did not mock Einbert as he did in the past.

"Oh! Xiaoye, are you comforting me? I'm so touched!"

Einbert put his arm around Yelvyn's shoulders dramatically.

"Get away and don't touch me, Gibbon!" Yervin slapped away the hand that was covering his shoulder with a look of disgust.

……

"Thank you very much for your help. If it weren't for you, our Starlight Trading Company would have suffered a huge loss this time."

In a room of the Starlight Trading Company, the president of the Roselowe branch bowed deeply to the five adventurers.

Ambro stepped forward and helped Ferro up, saying, "President Ferro, there is no need to be polite. Since we have accepted your bank's commission, these are all within our scope of work. There is nothing for you to thank us for. Instead, please forgive us for the losses your bank has suffered due to our poor protection."

Ferro shook his head and said, "We didn't expect this to happen. We thought our guards were more than enough. It seems that Lord Fulide has foresight. I have to admire his vision."

"Where is that stingy old guy?" Ambro couldn't help asking.

Ambro Doron owed Foley a favor five years ago, so when he received the commission this time, after obtaining the consent of the entire team, he directly accepted the invitation of Starlight Trading Company - "to protect the safety of the divine relic before it is successfully auctioned."

Of course, Starlight Trading Company also paid corresponding remuneration. The cost of hiring a team of gold-level adventurers was very expensive, but this was nothing for the wealthy Starlight Trading Company.

But up to this day, I haven't even seen the old man.

Speaking of Fulide, Ferro couldn't help but smile bitterly. He had the right to manage all the people in Roserowe Starlight Trading Company, but there was only one person who was not under his jurisdiction, and this old man's status was even higher than his.

No matter what Fuli has to do, as long as it does not violate the rules of Starlight Trading Company, even the branch manager Ferro has no right to interfere with his every move.

Just like now.

"He is sleeping in the warehouse holding the divine relic--." Ferro himself didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he said this.

"Wow!"

Someone exclaimed in such an exclamation, but no one paid any attention to him, and Einbert could only shrug helplessly.

"This is really his style," Ambro was not surprised. He had come into contact with Fuli many times and was also very clear about how persistent the old man was towards treasures. Perhaps this was an action that was in line with his character.

President Ferro only chatted for a few words with the members of the Brilliant Knights before leaving in a hurry. Such a big thing had just happened, and there were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with. The damaged floors needed to be repaired, the seriously injured guards needed to be treated, the Starlight Commercial Bank's guard system needed to be adjusted, the origins of the invaders needed to be investigated, etc. Although he wanted to chat with the members of the Brilliant Knights for a while, Ferro returned to his post out of his responsibility.

After Ferro left, the members of the Brilliant Knights fell silent for a moment. After a moment, Sally broke the silence and said calmly, "Doron, you should have something to say."

(End of this chapter)