Abel tidied up his Elven Perfume and Cologne. He was ready to get them sent to the Grand Ducal Palace since he had agreed to Grand Duke Edwina. Just like that, he had set off to the Grand Ducal Palace with his half-elven coachmen Archies’s carriage.

Abel thought about the banquet last night on the way. He started to doubt if he had gone too far by threatening a Prince Adolf. Although the Meditation Jade had cleared up most of his violent scent, too much murderous scent still made him an easily irritated person. Since now he had claimed down, he could clearly see a problem.

In order to solve this problem, he could only start with the power of the will training. Abel’s power of the will had grown a lot by the amount of Soul Potion he was taking. He would be fine if he just tried to develop it through meditation like normal wizards, but since it had grown so rapidly, it would take some time for him to fully control the power.

Therefore, this instability takes a toll on his ability to control his murderous scent. Commanders had a powerful vigor, but it would become a wild horse if you couldn’t control it, and this was exactly what happened to Abel last night.

Suddenly, Abel felt his carriage slowly down. There was still some distance from the Grand Ducal Palace, so Abel asked in confusion, “Archies, why did you slow down?”

“Master, there is a crash upfront, and all the merchandise from that carriage is scattered on the ground. The road is blocked!” Coachmen’s Archie’s voice emerged from outside.

“Don’t stop Archies; just find another way!” Abel couldn’t help but shook his head. However, at the same time, his heart was alerted. He wanted to take this road, but somehow, it was blocked. He shouldn’t stay too long.

“Yes, master!” Archies took a left turn to an alley. It was called an alley, but it was actually more like a road.

As soon as the silvery-white carriage swiftly rolled on to the stone made road, Abel felt something wrong. There was no sound; it was almost like they had been separated from the world.

“Archies, stop!” Abel called.

Upon hearing Abel’s call, Archies also realized something wrong. “Master, please open the carriage’s defense circle. This place is dangerous!” Archies said softly.

Suddenly a heart chilling voice emerged from all directions. “Master Bennett, my Master invites you to be his guest. Please come out of your carriage and go with us!”

Abel knew this was a magic circle. Although he wasn’t sure what kind of magic circle it was, at least it had the same feature as a barrier circle. It’s just that this isolated area was much bigger than his little barrier circle.

“Master, let me open up a road for you!”

Archies’s eye sparkled as a white glow of combat qi shot up from his body. Abel already sensed this half-elven coachman was no ordinary coachman. Maybe he was a bodyguard arranged by Grand Duke Edwina and seemed like he was a commander as well.

Archies had always regretted that he was not fast enough last time in the last attack, and Abel got injured. Since his half-elven body was already much stronger than normal elves, he was now charging up like a balloon under his combat qi. He tried his best to resist this skin ripping pain, and tapped the side of his carriage. Suddenly, a long elven sword appeared.

“Archies, Don’t!” Abel opened the carriage door and shouted, but it was too late.

Archies had unleashed all his combat qi at once for the attack; not a single bit was reserved for defense. This was an extreme move; normally it would only be used in a life and death situation.

Archies ruthlessly rushed forward. Gigantic sword pressure swung in mid-air. Under the sound of the sliced up wind, the sword struck upon something in mid air, it was a transparent shield of light. However, the weird thing was that not a single sound was made when the sword struck upon it. Shield of light only lightly vibrated and all the gigantic force of the attack was completely scattered.

“Master, this is an intermediate circle!” Although Archies knew it was not really in his power to do much to this intermediate circle, he still wouldn’t give up as he continued to unleash his combat qi and strike like a mad man.

Suddenly, a giant rock filled with flames was flying straight towards Archies. A sense of hopelessness flashed upon his eyes. This was an Elemental Druid’s spell.

“Master, protect yourself!” By this point, The combat qi on Archies’s body was shining like a beam of sunlight. It ran towards the flaming rock with all his might like a moth flying towards a fire. In the flash of an eye, the flaming rock exploding, and Archies was blown into pieces.

“Archies!” Abel never expected Archies to just die in glory like this. Although he hadn’t interacted with Archies for long, he always liked this straightforward light-hearted half blood elf. He still remembered how proud Archies was when he told Abel that he was a half blooded elf.

Abel silently put the City Defence Circle Control Board in his hand back in his portal bag. If he wasn’t trying to get this control board to work, he would have the chance to save Archies. This place was fully surrounded by intermediate circles, so it was impossible for his control board to connect to the main defense circle in Angstrom City.

Suddenly, an elf wrapped in a black cloak appeared in front of the carriage, and then another one, and another one. In the end, 8 black cloak elves were surrounding the carriage.

“Master Bennett, your coachman is too impulsive. We are very sorry!” One of the black cloaked elf said with a bow.

Since there wasn’t any magic circle in their way, Abel could clearly feel that this black cloaked elf in front of him was a beginner druid, while the other 7 were commander elves.

Such a lavish team! By this point, Abel knew who was the one who wanted to capture him. Who else could it be other than Prince Adolf?

“You shouldn’t have killed Archies,” Abel whispered. His voice was so soft; it was almost like he was mumbling to himself.

“Master Bennett, what did you say?” The black-cloaked elf frowned. Abel didn’t seem helpless like a normal person being surrounded at all.

“You shouldn’t have killed Archies!” Abel raised his voice.

“Master Bennett, he’s only a coachman, so what?” A smirk emerged from his face. A mere coachman had irritated this Master in front of him.

“You Shouldn’t Have Killed Archies!” Abel was almost shouting at this point. His voice echoed within the intermediate circle.

“Master Bennett, I don’t have a lot of patience. Please come with us!” The black cloak elf took out a black chain. The chain was filled with tightly drawn little patterns. This was a locked up chain. All combat qi and mana would be suppressed once it was put on. It was a tool for capturing criminals in a large city.

“YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE KILLED ARCHIES!” Abel roared. However, there was also the rumble of a dragon lurking within his voice. He did not do that intentionally; it was his power of the will losing control.

Originally Abel was planning to build up his vigor to hold down this black cloaked druid, and knock him out in one strike when he had the chance. However, as he kept repeating himself, his vigor had triggered something even more powerful—the rumble of a dragon.

Dragons were the most elite creature in the entire Holy Continent. Although they would rarely come out of their dragon cave, legend has it that every single being was once terrified by them.

This rumble was a sound a dragon could make. Although Abel’s rumble of a dragon’s power was not even one percent of the real one, this Black Cloaked elf in front of him was not really an extraordinary elite. He was just a beginner druid, let alone the 7 other elven warriors.

Upon hearing this rumble of a dragon, this black cloaked druid was so distracted that it was almost like he had no idea what he was doing here all of a sudden. However, this had only lasted for around half a second since Abel had not fully grasped this ability to evoke this rumble of a dragon. This time it only leaked out of his unstable power of the will unintentionally.