Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe - Chapter 377

Chapter 377: Old Friend
Harbor Quarter, Ravenfell.

Located on the eastern side of the city, south of Dell River, the muddy streets of the harbor were buzzing with activity.

A tall elf with a medium build walked gracefully despite the mud, his boots sinking slightly into the damp earth with each step he took.

He was wearing white robes that had beautiful green embroidery on its hems. With a simple glance at the elf’s attire, one could tell he hailed from a prominent background.

Luscious blond hair cascaded down the youth’s back, fluttering gently as the sea breeze blew from time to time. His facial features were exquisite, causing the passing-by women to be instantly enamored.

His green eyes, bright and piercing, scanned his surroundings as he slowly made his way toward the port.

There was a hint of pride and arrogance flashing in his eyes. The aloof way he carried himself caused others to think twice before approaching him.

“Now, where is that guy?” He muttered under his breath.

The air was thick with the scent of salt, mingling with the pungent odor of seafood and tar.

Local vendors shouted their wares from their temporary stalls, meanwhile, seagulls screeched overhead. Fishermen hauled in their catches, the glistening scales of the fish reflecting the weak sunlight that struggled to break through the cloudy skies.

The elf’s sharp and pointy ears picked up on the various conversations taking place around him. The harbor was a melting pot of different cultures and trades.

He could hear the clinking of coins, the creaking of wooden crates carrying goods, and the occasional caws of ravens.

Ships of all sizes were moored at the docks, their sails gently flapping in the wind. Meanwhile, dockworkers moved with great familiarity, carrying crates and shouting instructions.

After Acryon, the harbor of Ravenfall was the biggest in the Empire.

He adjusted the black cloak that he was wearing atop his white robes, pulling it tighter around himself to ward off the slight inconvenience brought about by the chilly morning air.

“Tsk, I really hate this trashy place,” he grumbled.

The elf walked up to the edge of the harbor and leaned against a wooden lamppost. He took a deep breath, finding the salty tang of the sea surprisingly invigorating.

He looked around and saw the dockworkers chatting with one another, women carrying fresh produce in bamboo baskets, sailors speaking in a rowdy manner as they chugged ale from their cups.

His attention was then drawn toward a group of children playing near the water’s edge. Their laughter brought a faint smile to his face.

The elf’s gaze returned to the horizon where the sky met the sea. Gradually, a ship’s silhouette was beginning to take place against the backdrop of the gray sky.

His eyes lit up. “There it is.” His lips curled up into a smile and he spoke in a reminiscent tone, “It’s been so many years since we last met. I wonder how strong he’s gotten.”

The elf’s eyes seemed to be blazing with fighting intent and fiery competitiveness.

Within the next hour, the large ship had already approached the dock, its massive white sails flapping in the breeze.

The ship crew moved with unmatched precision, securing ropes and adjusting sales. As this vessel drew closer, the bustling activity on the docks intensified. The dockworkers readied themselves to receive the new ship.

With a heavy thud, the ship had finally docked. Gangplanks were swiftly lowered, creating a passageway for the passengers.

Soon, the first passengers began to disembark. They were a mixture of weary travelers and excited newcomers.

This ship had left Acryon more than three months ago, and today it had finally arrived at its destination.

“Where is he?” The elf squinted his eyes as he watched the disembarking crowd.

He saw merchants, cluthcing at their ledgers and surveying the harbor for potential business opportunities. He saw families reuniting with one another with tearful and happy embraces.

Finally, his gaze landed on a solitary figure.

This young man was wearing well-fit black robes and a black cape on top. What set him apart from the crowd was the pointy black hat that he was wearing on his head.

There was also a furry, gray cat perched on the young man’s shoulder, curiously looking around with his piercing topaz eyes.

When the elf looked at this figure leisurely drinking from his wine gourd, he couldn’t help but break into a chuckle.

“He’s still the same.”

The next moment, he stepped forward, walking toward this person with a wide grin on his face.

When Adam sensed that somebody was approaching him with long and purposeful strides, he immediately recalled what Elrod had said to him before he left Acryon.

‘An Agent of the Brotherhood will be receiving you at Ravenfell,’ Elrod had said at the time.

As Adam’s gaze landed on the approaching person, he was first taken by surprise, but then he burst into a loud peal of laughter, causing the people around him to be startled.

He walked toward the elf with a mischievous smirk on his face. After he stepped foot on the harbor, he took a few steps and then stood right before the elf, observing him from head to toe.

The pair glanced at one another for a long time, seemingly measuring each other up. None of them spoke a word, they just silently stared.

Adam was the first to speak. He glanced at the handsome facial features of the elf and sneered, “What the hell happened to your face? How can a man be prettier than a woman?”

“Hmph! Us elves are the only perfect beings under the sun,” the elf harrumphed in a condescending tone.

He then glanced at the raven-haired youth’s face and viciously mocked, “What about your face? How come you’re still ugly after your advancement? I’m afraid even the most hideous orc in the world is better-looking than you.”

Adam’s eyes twitched. He was kind of insecure about his looks. Hence, when he opened his mouth next, they were spewing venom.

“You pointy-eared fanny!”

“You pig-faced boozer!”

The pair went at each other over and over again until they had run out of insults. Then, they deeply looked into each other’s eyes and burst into laughter.

“Brother Adam,” the elf tightly clasped Adam’s hand, resounding in a clap. “It has been a while!”

Adam grinned from ear to ear and greeted his old friend. “Long time no see.

“Brother Daneli!”