The most powerful wizard in the magic world

Thorild slammed his hands on the table, his eyes burning with anger and urgency. "Gerlin, don't you really understand? That's my sister, her life is in your hands! For Brigitte, I am willing to pay any price!"

Gerlin raised his eyelids slightly, his expression still cold. "Do you think I will be swayed by your threats? Those magic items are not just items to me, they are symbols of power and my beliefs. Your sister is not worth giving up these."

"You are such a stubborn idiot!" Thorild bit his lips angrily, clenched his fists, and his nails dug deep into his flesh, almost bleeding. "She is innocent. I don't ask for your sympathy, but I hope you can understand that her life is no less valuable than those things."

"Innocent?" Gerlin's voice sounded cold, like frost in winter. "Do you think innocence is a reason to protect her? Your sister is innocent, but she is also a worthless pawn. It's ridiculous to threaten me with her in order to achieve your plan."

The air became heavy after the confrontation. Torild's anger was like a volcano about to erupt, with nowhere to escape. "Ridiculous?! Without her, would you have everything you have today? Isn't your strength due to the support of family members like Brigitte and me? Are you going to destroy it all with your own hands?"

Gerling's expression changed slightly, as if he was shaken by these words for a moment. His eyes flickered, and then returned to their coldness. "My feelings for Brigitte have nothing to do with you. Her life is not as important to me as my beliefs."

"Your belief?" Thorild sneered sarcastically, "is it to pursue some kind of illusory power? Do you think that true power comes from magic items, rather than from the connection and sacrifice of human hearts?"

"Too many connections in the world are fragile." Garlin's voice was low, as if he was lost in thought. "I don't need to rely on others, and I don't intend to compromise for anyone's life. You should understand this."

Torild couldn't hold back any longer, his fingertips drew an arc on the table, and his voice was almost a roar. "Then give it a try! I will let you see how your choice pushes you into despair! You won't hide behind your beliefs forever, and one day, your coldness will be devoured by flames."

"Let the fire come." Gellin said disdainfully, "I am ready for it."

"Hmph." Thorild smiled coldly, "Then I won't be polite." Before he finished speaking, Thorild turned around and prepared to leave, secretly planning his next move in his mind.

"What are you going to do?" Gerling's voice came faintly from behind.

"I have my own way." Thorild raised a sinister smile and thought silently in his heart, "You will definitely pay the price for your choice."

Leaving Gerlin's residence, Thorild looked up at the dark sky, thinking about the next countermeasures mercilessly in her heart. For Brigitte, she could not give up no matter what. She knew that Gerlin was a man without feelings, and she had to find the key to make him soften his heart.

In the dark alleys around her, her thoughts were still surging. Torilde needed an ally, someone who could help her. She closed her eyes slightly, and a woman's figure flashed in her mind, and then she realized that she could go find Elena.

Elina was not only smart and witty, but she also had great trust in Thorild. Joining her plan would allow her to achieve twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, Thorild quickly rushed to Elina's residence, hoping that she could understand his situation.

Pushing open the familiar door, Torild immediately saw Alina buried in a book. "You are always so focused, don't you think it's a good idea to relax once in a while?" she joked.

Elina raised her head, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. "Torield, why are you here? Didn't we separate in good faith? What happened?"

"Time is running out and the situation is serious." Torild lowered his voice and tried to look mature and stable. "Gerlin rejected my request. He doesn't care about Brigitte's safety at all. I need your help."

"He rejected you? I had expected this result." Elina sighed, put down the book in her hand, and looked at Thorild seriously. "You know, he is a cold-blooded man. Dealing with him requires wisdom, not simple threats."

"I understand." Thorild nodded, bitterness boiling in his heart. "But I don't want to wait any longer. Brigitte's life hangs on a thread. I hope I can change his mind and make him realize that this is not a game."

"Do you have any specific plans?" Alina's eyes turned serious. "I can't simply follow your emotions, but I have to ensure everything is safe."

"I want to use something that he values." Thorild frowned and slowly expressed his idea. "Maybe I can make him see the value of Brigitte instead of just treating her as a pawn."

Elena thought deeply and then nodded. "This is a challenging plan. We need to consider every step carefully. At the same time, you should also leave him a way out so that he can see the possibility of choice."

"Of course, I won't push him to the edge." Thorild clenched his fists and followed Elina's advice, "I will make him re-evaluate his beliefs."

The two women held a long discussion until the night completely enveloped the town. Thorild felt a glimmer of hope in her heart and decided to face Gerling again, even if this time the confrontation would be more difficult.

The next day, Thorild returned to Gerlin's residence, not hiding his determination. "Gerlin, we need to talk."

Gerling looked at her silently, obviously a little uneasy about this change of attitude. "If you just want to repeat what you said before, then I don't have time to waste."

"I'm not raising any more conditions this time. I'm just giving you a chance." Thorild smiled slightly, pretending to be relaxed. "I hope you can listen to me."

"Go ahead." Gerlin frowned, feeling somewhat alert to this sudden change.