The most powerful wizard in the magic world

"How can I deal with the next situation?" He muttered to himself, clenching his fists. At this moment, his thoughts were in a mess and he couldn't concentrate. He remembered his first conversation with Torild, the confident guy who always had a sinister smile.

"Don't worry, we will find a solution." A gentle female voice brought him back to reality from his thoughts. Alia walked in, her eyes full of concern.

"Alia, you're here." Gerlin turned around and tried to look calmer. "What do you think of Torild's threat?"

"I think we must take the initiative." Alia said firmly, "Torid is not just a verbal threat. He has powerful forces behind him. His goal is to weaken our strength."

Gerlin nodded, a bitter smile on his face. "But we have lost even the basic defenses now. He is determined to get us..."

Alia took a few steps closer and lowered her voice, "Why don't we try to seek help from other allies? Perhaps they can help us regain some defensive items."

"But are those people willing to take this risk?" Gerlin frowned and turned to look out the window again. "They will be afraid of Torild's threat."

“But we can’t just sit there and wait for death,” Alia responded, her tone becoming more resolute. “We need to show our determination and courage, and call on them to unite and resist Torid’s conspiracy.”

"Unity..." Gerlin repeated, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart, "You're right, maybe give it a try."

"Let's go immediately. I'll find a few trustworthy companions." Alia said, and began to put on her equipment. "We must take measures before Torid takes further action."

"I'll come too!" Gerling began to pack his things, a little fighting spirit ignited in his heart. He knew this was the last chance and he couldn't miss it.

They walked through the narrow passage and came to the gate. The air outside was extremely stuffy, and it seemed that even the sunlight was unwilling to penetrate. Gerling took a deep breath and felt an unprecedented pressure.

"We have to find Holder and talk to him." Alia pointed to the path on the left, her face looking serious.

Holder is an old friend and an influential businessman. Although he is also facing threats from Torid, Alia hopes he can provide some help in the current situation.

"I hope he can understand our difficulties." Gerling said silently, feeling a little uneasy.

Arriving at Holder's trading house, they pushed open a heavy wooden door and saw a busy scene. Holder's trading house was always a place with booming business. All kinds of goods filled the space, and buyers and sellers were discussing transactions.

"Holder!" Alia called out, trying to get his attention.

Holder looked up and was slightly startled when he saw them. Then a smile appeared on his face. "Gerlin, Alia, why are you here?" His voice was like a clear spring. "Come in quickly, it's really cold outside."

"We have something important to discuss with you." Gerling went straight to the point without any further ado.

Holder's expression turned serious, and he waved for them to follow him. "Please sit down here and talk slowly."

Several people sat at the table. Gerling took a deep breath and told what had happened so far. The tension in his heart also relaxed. Their voices were drowned out by the noise inside the trading house, but he noticed that Holder became more and more solemn as he listened.

"So, Torid has started to threaten you?" Holder frowned and repeated in disbelief.

"Yes," Alia said, "We lost our defensive items, and now he is trying to use this to control us."

Holder fell into deep thought, his eyes showing some uneasiness. "I have heard of Torid's schemes, and I have some idea of ​​what he means. But a direct confrontation with him is too risky."

"But we can't just sit there and wait for death," Gerling objected strongly. "He won't stop here. The losses will only increase over time."

"What do you want me to help you with?" Holder finally spoke, his tone becoming gentle but still cautious. He knew this was a dangerous game.

"We need to gather a few more defensive items," Alia replied, "We trust your network to support us."

Holder's thoughtful expression did not change, as if he was weighing whether to get involved in this dispute. Finally, he slowly said: "I can help you, but this is a serious matter, and I need some time to coordinate."

“Do you think we can get help?” Gelling asked urgently. “Time waits for no one.”

"I will arrange it as soon as possible and do my best." Holder said seriously, "But I must remind you that Torild's power is huge. When you make a promise, you must also be prepared for the worst."

"We will be prepared." Alia nodded firmly, "Torield will not succeed easily."

"So, what are your plans next?" Holder's eyes were sharp.

"We need to find more partners and try to combine our strengths," Gerling said firmly. He has realized that individual strength alone is far from enough.

"I'll help you contact other people." Holder looked as if he was retreating before the battle, as if he had already foreseen the future turmoil and changes.

After bidding farewell to Holder, sweat soaked Gerling's forehead. He knew that this road was full of thorns, but he had to move forward with courage.

"Alia, where should we go now?" Gerlin asked, his heart full of anticipation and anxiety.

"We can head to the East District, where the market is full of trusted merchants who might be more willing to help," Alia replied, a smart gleam in her eyes.

"Okay, let's go right away!" Gerling said confidently.

As they walked along the cold street, the atmosphere around them became increasingly tense. A noise came from the distance, as if foreshadowing a storm that was about to break out.

"We must be careful." Alia reminded Gerlin, with a sense of urgency in her tone, "Torield's men may appear at any time."

"As long as we stay vigilant, we can respond in time." Gerling replied, although his heart was still shrouded in uneasiness.