Nine Commandments Conclave?

The old man questioned with hostility, as if he had opened a door named memory for Ronald.

At this moment, hearing the name of this 'old friend' he hadn't encountered in some time, Ronald immediately recalled where he had heard of the Polar School.

It was once in Springs—

When Queen Dantrian convened the mystics to discuss resolutions, she cited, as an example of the threat posed by the Nine Commandments Conclave, one of the ancient schools attacked by them.

Two hundred years ago.

This fairly large school was destroyed because of its enmity with the Nine Commandments Conclave.

...

So, the question arises.

The destruction of the Polar School and this camp on the Arctic ice cap have discrepancies in terms of time.

According to the records of a past explorer.

This place should have been completely sealed in ice hundreds of years ago, which creates a significant vacuum period with the timeline of the Polar School's destruction two hundred years ago.

Ronald, upon arriving here, could also see that it had never been touched by anyone.

So during this period.

Why has this ancient camp not been opened by anyone?

Since the people here belonged to the Polar School, someone should have come to investigate, out of basic responsibility to their comrades, right?

The old man's words stirred endless imagination in Ronald's mind.

But he also understood that he couldn't just leave this old man hanging—especially since the latter was also opposed to the Nine Commandments Conclave.

After all, as the saying goes—the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

"..."

"Miss, you really misunderstood."

Subsequently, Ronald's attitude underwent a drastic change.

He sat beside the old man in a completely unguarded posture and then began explaining based on the information he had:

"Actually, the Nine Commandments Conclave suffered a major blow not long ago, and I played a key role in that."

"As for intruding into your sanctuary—believe me, most of the Nine Commandments Conclave's people are busy saving their own lives, not even bothering with reviving their ancient Wizard forces."

Seeing Ronald's actions, a hint of doubt flashed in the elder's eyes.

But she still maintained her initial vigilance and indifference on the surface:

"Young man, don't think you can mislead me with just a few words."

"Even those stronger than you, who possess the original texts, could not make such issues persuade me!"

"..."

This old man sure is stubborn.

Noting the doubt already present in the elder's tone, Ronald's expression displayed a sense of helplessness:

"Can't we have a proper conversation?"

"And think carefully, once I entered here, it was I who voluntarily helped lift the seal on you, and even if we started fighting next, it was your side that initiated."

"I'm telling you, there are still plenty of issues here in the Arctic!"

"I really don't have the time to keep bickering with you over something unnecessary."

Ronald spoke with considerable resignation.

However, it was precisely this attitude that seemed to remind the elder lying on the ground of something.

Lying there, she thought for a while.

Though her expression still held the ice that could not melt, the contents of her speech already showed signs of thawing.

"You... tell me what's happening now."

"What exactly is occurring on this Arctic ice cap that is of great importance?"

This slight softening in attitude signaled the possibility of continued dialogue.

Seeing the elder react as he hoped.

Ronald naturally began explaining:

"The Dust Beast—I'm searching for a creature called the Dust Beast."

"It is a massive being sleeping in the northern continent, and once it awakens, it could bring catastrophic devastation to the whole world."

After briefly outlining his focus.

Ronald felt slightly uneasy.

Since the Polar School managed to establish their sanctuary on the Arctic continent, they must have considerable familiarity with this place, owing to their long-term presence here.

And the elder before Ronald—

The age-related experience ensured her knowledge of internal school matters; her powerful strength proved her status within the school; and her presence in this so-called sanctuary indicated her special identity.

Now that he managed to find such a survivor from the Polar School,

Ronald sincerely believed that asking her for information on the Arctic continent might actually yield some highly valuable content.

"The Dust Beast..."

However, the elder's response left Ronald somewhat disappointed.

Upon hearing Ronald's description, the elder's face showed confusion about the term, and she continued to ask: "What kind of thing is that, capable of endangering the entire world?"

"Alas..."

Ronald couldn't help but sigh—a small hope in his heart was shattered.

Even this person didn't know the location of the Dust Beast.

Ronald then stood up from the elder's side with a sigh and, with a demeanor of preparing to leave, provided his final explanation:

"That is from a distant and ancient era, a powerful life form capable of altering its environmental climate. If you don't know, then don't get involved."

"After all, for you... having just escaped this sealed state, adapting to the present life and reviving your defunct school is the right path."

"Moreover, for casters on the mystical side, this is indeed the best era."

"..."

Finishing these words, Ronald turned to leave the camp.

Without obtaining the anticipated information, his mood was rather low, and he no longer intended to squander time at this camp.

Compared to the elder.

There were companions to attend to at the oasis who needed him, and geographically, their current location had been confirmed, so the Peak of Ling Guang that should have existed here over the years had indeed vanished.

Ronald felt a bit uneasy, wondering what had happened here.

Perhaps during the subsequent search for the Dust Beast, he might encounter more unexpected incidents.

All of this was something he needed to consider now.

"Wait!"

"Young man, did you say our school had perished?"

As Ronald walked toward the exit with a downtrodden mood.

At that moment, the elder who lay on the ground behind him, struggled to get up with all her might.

Supported by spells that enhanced the body,

the elder's physical condition was also much better than when Ronald had just struck her down.

She thus stumbled forward to catch up with Ronald.

Her tone filled with disbelief:

"That traitor has long been executed; how did my school perish?"

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