129: Chapter 129 The Alliance Wizards

Nie Ning looked at Lilith, and after a moment of silence, the magic power gathering in his hand gradually dissipated.

"When he tried to take you away regardless of your life, you should have known that he doesn't truly like you, and he isn't worth your affection."

Shifting his gaze to Bunir, Nie Ning's expression was cold.

"Look at the dead people around you; all of this happened because of his selfish desires."

Nie Ning looked at Lilith again: "If I hadn't come today, you might already be dead. But have you thought about your parents? Do you know how heartbroken they would be?"

Lilith's eyes turned red at his words, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

"Please don't kill him."

Lilith pleaded with a hint of a sob in her voice.

Nie Ning pulled Lilith to Norma's side, then looked at the dazed Bunir.

"Someone like you who likes to disregard others' lives is a waste of air in this world."

"Consider yourself lucky today. If I see you appear here again, don't blame me for being merciless."

After speaking, without waiting for Bunir to respond, Nie Ning activated the Human-Faced Balloon merged into the Stone Man nearby and left the scene with Lilith.

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Half an hour later.

At the gates of Ska City.

"I still have some business to attend to, so I'll leave it to you to take her back."

Nie Ning glanced at Lilith, who had remained silent the whole way, and then spoke to Norma.

Norma nodded, gave Nie Ning a deep look, and then led Lilith toward Hervais Manor.

Once the two figures were out of sight, the killing intent in Nie Ning's eyes grew stronger.

In the past, he didn't actually dislike Bunir, but that was no excuse for taking Lilith away.

No matter what, Nie Ning would not let Lilith fall into deep danger.

And the best way to avoid danger was to cut it off at the source!

Nie Ning glanced in the direction Lilith had gone, then turned and walked out of the city.

...

Nie Ning arrived at the place where he had met Norma before, only to see a White-Robed Wizard covered in injuries stumbling out.

"Help..."

Before the White-Robed Wizard could finish, a blade of lightning split his head open.

As the White-Robed Wizard collapsed to the ground, Nie Ning stepped forward to retrieve a spatial bag, then immediately rushed toward Bunir's location again.

But halfway there, Nie Ning suddenly frowned and swept his gaze toward the small woods beside the main road.

"Such keen perception."

At that moment, a voice came from the forest.

As white light gathered in Nie Ning's hand, a middle-aged man with a small mustache walked out.

"What strange sorcery, a fusion of multiple attributes. This is truly the first time I've seen it."

The mustached man looked at Nie Ning's right hand, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

"What is the meaning of this, sir?"

Nie Ning looked at the newcomer with an unfriendly expression, but he did not act rashly.

It wasn't just because he didn't sense any malice from the other party, but also because he couldn't see through the man's strength!

He could only tell that he was very strong!

The mustached man shook his head slightly and spoke in a deep voice: "I can guarantee that Bunir will never appear here again, so you should head back."

Nie Ning stared intently into the man's eyes, hoping to see something within them.

The two of them stood there, locking eyes.

"I hope you keep your word."

After a moment of silence, Nie Ning dispersed the magic power gathered in his hand and turned to leave the area.

He had no confidence in winning against the man, so there was no point in staying.

As for making empty threats, there was no need for that.

Without sufficient strength, and not necessarily being faster than the other person, making threats would only cause unnecessary trouble.

...

The more Nie Ning thought about it on his way back, the more he felt something was off.

This matter seemed to be getting increasingly complicated.

If it were just a First-Ring Wizard involved, it would be understandable; perhaps Bunir came from some great family.

But with a wizard whose power exceeded the Second Ring involved, the situation was clearly not as simple as imagined.

Because there were likely very few people with such strength in the entire Wilbes Republic, and most Guardian Wizards came from the Crimson Holy Blade.

Could Bunir be related to the Crimson Holy Blade?

But if he were, how could Bunir have ended up in a place like this?

He couldn't figure it out.

There was too little useful information.

It was impossible to discern where the problem lay.

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The next day.

Federation Branch, office.

Nie Ning looked at the man across from him, a look of confusion on his face.

The man's name was Amoto. He was sent by The Federation to help find the sealing box, and once the matter was concluded, he would take the other sealing boxes away as well.

"The Federation only sent you alone?"

Nie Ning asked with a frown.

The one lost this time was an out-of-spec Corruptor.

After waiting all this time, The Federation had actually only sent one First-Ring Wizard. Did they want to attend a funeral?

"Sir, The Federation was established jointly by the Crimson Holy Blade and the Wilbes Republic. If the Crimson Holy Blade doesn't send anyone, the Wilbes Republic simply doesn't have enough manpower on its own."

Feeling the pressure emanating from Nie Ning, Amoto spoke with a bitter expression.

Didn't the information say the other party was a First Ring rogue wizard? You're telling me this level of aura is just First Ring?

Are you kidding me?

Nie Ning sighed upon hearing this.

Not everyone cultivated as fast as he did. The scarcity could be seen from the fact that Ska City hadn't produced a wizard in a hundred years.

He had been taking things for granted.

But why didn't the Crimson Holy Blade send anyone? Were they also short-handed?

"Didn't the Crimson Holy Blade say anything?"

Nie Ning asked, somewhat curious.

Taking the Wilbes Republic's money but not doing the work—this behavior was clearly a bit unethical.

"The Crimson Holy Blade is not under the jurisdiction of the Wilbes Republic. They just said that if it could be solved once, it could be solved a second time. They have no intention of helping at all."

Amoto looked helpless: "Even we cannot force them to do anything."

In short, whether they helped or not was entirely up to their mood. If they didn't help, you had to solve it yourself.

"Did you not mention that the last time was also solved by a Second-Tier Wizard from the Crimson Holy Blade?"

Nie Ning paused: "And that wizard named Wade, if I remember correctly, he was one of the Crimson Holy Blade's people, wasn't he?"

"Wade tried to release the Corruptor on his own; shouldn't they be held responsible for this?"

Hearing this, Amoto waved his hands in a panic.

He thought to himself: 'Big brother, please stop talking. The Wilbes Republic can't even compare to a single hair of theirs. Asking them to take responsibility is just asking for death.'

"Sir, you are already a Second Ring Wizard now, so you probably don't need help anymore. It's best not to let the Crimson Holy Blade get involved if we can help it."

Amoto said, calming his emotions.

The wizards of the Crimson Holy Blade were arrogant and undisciplined, and they were reckless with their strikes, often causing large-scale destruction.

In comparison, the local wizards of the Wilbes Republic would show some restraint out of consideration for their homeland.

But it was still useless. The local wizards just weren't as strong as them, so naturally, they had no say in the matter.

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