Chapter 509: The Age Of Gems

Chapter 509: The Age Of Gems



Northern was quite proud of himself. Not only had he been able to get a lead on the issue of his mother, he had landed himself a temporary job at one of the most prestigious citadels in the whole of the Central Plains.

'I'm sure father is going to be shocked...'

The headmaster, Thalen, had insisted that he should make himself comfortable in the citadel, while he sent escorts to bring his father and Ryan.

Northern liked the idea; he was tired from walking around to begin with, so he easily consented to it.

He retreated to dinner, after which he was shown to a luxurious bedroom.

The last time Northern could remember being anywhere this good or even close was in the kingdom of the red mine.

Although his memory from that time was vague, he still remembered living alone in a large, aged room of luxury.

'That can be considered as something too.'

He leaned on the bed, feeling his entire body relax soothingly on the bouncy foam of the mattress.

He spread his arms, staring into the intricately designed ceiling and the chained chandelier with a unique golden light cascading down the center of the room.

The entire space reeked of luxury; the table and chair sitting towards a corner made him suddenly want to write.

The gentle breeze that blew in from the window in collision with the king-sized bed begged him to sleep.

He managed to resist for a little while, thinking back on his conversation with Thalen.

So many things were unclear, but because Thalen was unwilling to divulge all the information for free, he had to be careful.

He didn't want to propose more slots and give Thalen the opportunity to start poking into him any more than necessary.

What bothered him immediately now, however-even as his eyes drooped-was the reason why Thalen needed masters.

Northern didn't think it was an incredible feat to be a Master at such a young age. In fact, with all the potential given to him, he thought he was pretty slow in soul progression.

He almost at a time felt pressured. Eventually, only managing to do what he could do at the time.

With so much to spend talent fragments on, there was a sorrowful limit to how fast his soul growth could be.

Northern patiently waited for Thalen to gain himself. The man straightened his back, adjusting his suit.

A semblance of his youthful vigor managed to return to his face.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Thalen demanded, glaring daggers into Northern's eyes.

"Tell you what?" Northern cocked his head, his eyes wide and unfocused.

"That you and your friend both have SSS class talents!!"

Northern raised a brow. "Me and my friend have SSS class talents?" He blinked severally.

"Yes! The Ghostwalkers saw you control Gravity! You are a gem! A real gem! And your friend has an insane control over ice! Both of you are gems. Citadels and Clans would war to have you

on their sides."

'Ah, I see...'

Northern stared at the man for a while, finally understanding, his eyes focused on the ceiling as he thought aloud.

"But if the two of us can cause war with citadels and clans, then I can only wonder how much the tide of the Central Plains is about to change."

Thalen, carefully paying attention, stared with squinted eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Northern brought his eyes to meet Thalen's and said in a boring tone.

"I am not the only one that made it back from the dark continent, and although both of us are kind of the peak of them all, there are several amazing guys... you should probably be trying to

recruit them."

Thalen's eyes widened greedily. "What? Please help me!"

A malicious grin spread itself on Northern's lips. "Oh yes, I will help you, for a great price you

see..."

His eyes glinted with a dangerous and crazy light accentuating his sinister grin.