The most powerful wizard in the magic world

Gerlin stood in the bustling square, the sun shining through the lush leaves onto the ground, casting mottled shadows. After a complex spell, he finally removed the mimicry spell on his body and returned to his true appearance. He was secretly pleased that his plan was going smoothly.

There is no doubt that the appearance of the black-robed man is an important part of his conspiracy. Gerling deliberately slowed down his breathing and heartbeat, deliberately creating a mysterious atmosphere, as if some secret transaction was about to unfold between them. He knew that only by letting people see him and the black-robed man looking at each other could he successfully guide the attention of others and put the blame on others.

"You are such a bold guy, Gerlin." The black-robed man's voice was low and mysterious, as if all the noise around them had disappeared, leaving only the two of them.

"I'm not worthy of the title. I just hope to find a glimmer of hope in this chaotic situation." Gerlin sneered, his eyes flashing with a shrewd light.

"Life?" The man in black robe seemed to be interested in this word and slowly approached. "What are you going to do?"

"I want people to believe that you are the one manipulating all this." Gerlin stared at the man in black robes with contempt in his tone. "They will think that I am just an innocent victim, and you are the dark manipulator."

The crowd gradually gathered around, whispering about the conversation between the two. Gerling could almost feel the strange looks from the people, and he didn't know whether it was sympathy or accusation, but it didn't matter to him. The key was to make them believe.

"But have you thought about the consequences?" The black-robed man's tone became serious, as if reminding Gerlin of the danger of this road.

"Consequences?" Garlin laughed, not caring at all. "My bright future has nothing to do with the consequences. People only remember the results, not what happened in the process. I will put all the blame on you and make you the target of public criticism!"

The black-robed man groaned for a moment, a trace of fear in his eyes. "You are really cunning, kid. But be careful of yourself, don't let your own schemes backfire when you are scheming against others."

"I know exactly what I'm doing." Gerling blinked, trying to hide his inner nervousness. "As long as you cooperate with me, we can both win."

"I'll cooperate, all you want is a look at me?" The man in black robe raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice still low, but with a hint of doubt.

"Yes, once they start speculating about our relationship, I will have everything arranged properly," Gerling said confidently.

"What if things don't go as you wish?" The man in black robe continued to put pressure, as if trying to get more assurances from Gerling.

"If things don't go as I wish, let's give it a try." Garlin's tone was firm, with an unstoppable light in his eyes. "Now, let's put on a good show for them."

As Gerling spoke, the people in the square gradually became quiet. Unconsciously, they were attracted by the conversation between the two. The onlookers stared intently, as if waiting for the upcoming event. They may not know that all this is just a conspiracy carefully designed by Gerling.

"What are your plans?" The man in black robe finally breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, and revealed a hint of trust.

"First, I need to make them think that our eye contact was accidental and full of hostility. Then, you need to make some disturbing moves at the right time to make sure people trust me and blame everything on you."

"It sounds simple, but you need to be careful with your plan." The man in black robe warned. Although he was reluctant to believe that Gerlin's plan would be completely successful, he had to admit that Gerlin seemed to have some charm at this time.

"I'll pay attention to the details." Gelling looked up at the curious eyes in the square, and his heart secretly accelerated. He knew that time was running out. He had to make sure he didn't miss this opportunity.

A young man came over with a puzzled look on his face, "What are you talking about?"

"We are discussing some important matters." Gerling smiled slightly, "But we don't want to disturb you, so continue with your business."

"But you look very nervous." The young man looked at him carefully, frowning slightly, "Did something happen?"

"You worry too much, these are just some small business problems." Gerling's smile was still warm, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

"Business issues can sometimes lead to misunderstandings," the young man said puzzledly, looking at Gerling with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

At this time, the man in black robe added coldly, "You don't need to know too much. It is wise to keep your distance."

The young man was stunned for a moment, looking unhappy, "I'm just concerned about you, there's no need to be so cold."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gerling immediately interrupted and said, "My friend, you are very kind. But we have our own limits on this point. I hope you can understand."

The young man frowned, but eventually walked away unwillingly, with a bit of disappointment in his eyes. Gerling breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this little episode did not disrupt his plan.

"It seems you need to be tougher." The man in black robe made a timely suggestion, his tone still containing some amusement.

"I have to behave like a gentleman at this time." Gerling smiled slightly. "In their hearts, I am a trustworthy person. Otherwise, once I am suspected, the plan will fail."

The man in black robe nodded, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Then it's as you say. Next, I will take action when you need me."

"Very good." A hint of pride flashed in Gerling's eyes. "You can expect a wonderful show then."

At this time, a noisy sound came from the square. Some ordinary people began to gather around, pointing and talking about the two seemingly mysterious people in front of them.

"I heard that the man in black robe has a close relationship with Gerlin..." an old woman whispered, seeming a little scared.

"Yes, I heard that they are planning something." The young girl next to her echoed, with some fear and curiosity in her tone.

Gerling seized this opportunity, grabbed the black-robed man's collar, and said in surprise, "What did you hear? We didn't do anything."

"He is a villain with ulterior motives." The man in black robe smiled coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.