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Chapter 1478: Chapter 508: Return Journey and Upheaval

The people in the cave camp were struck silent by the scene unfolding before them.

After all, whether it was the Dawn Wizard Elwin or the Sword Saint Tyrio, they were both prominent figures. No one present was qualified to intervene.

Watching Tyrio leave, Elwin, with a grim expression, surveyed the crowd and asked in a deep voice:

“Who among you has entered the ruins?”

Without Tyrio’s detailed briefing on the interior of the Floating City ruins, Elwin couldn’t simply rush in blindly. He needed others to provide more detailed information.

While he was arrogant, he wasn’t foolish.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have reached the level of a Dawn Wizard.

“Well… Your Excellency Elwin, a few of us followed Director Haleem inside.” At this time, several men in Wizard Robes, somewhat restrained, raised their hands and said.

These people were part of the group that was rescued last time, representing the Federation Mechanical Research Institute conducting research here after Director Haleem left.

“Oh? You are researchers from the Federation Mechanical Research Institute?”

“Last time, were you the ones trapped inside, requiring rescue?” Hearing their implication, Elwin’s expression eased slightly.

After all, they were familiar with the situation.

He naturally knew Haleem had already left the camp, or he would have sought him out long ago.

“Yes, Your Excellency Elwin.” The group replied respectfully, though inwardly they were a bit sarcastic, thinking ’This Lord Elwin really doesn’t know how to speak, trapped inside? Can’t he say we returned successfully?’

“You guys follow me, I’m in charge of the camp now.” Elwin said to the surrounding Federation military personnel, then took these researchers into a tent to understand the situation in detail.

“So, you’re saying that the whispers inside can be avoided simply by going deaf?”

“Yes, Your Excellency Elwin.”

“That’s quite simple.”

Elwin couldn’t help but laugh.

Being a latecomer has its advantages; the experiences of predecessors provide a lot of references, reducing the need for deadly explorations.

It seems Sword Saint Tyrio and his party weren’t entirely unaccomplished; at least they discovered some patterns of the Floating City.

“Do those goblin corpses, when killed, produce black insects from their heads or black mist?” Elwin asked about what intrigued him.

“Well… we have only seen black insects.” The lead researcher hesitated and said.

“Hmm? Then why did Haleem’s report mention creatures formed from black mist?” Elwin looked at the group suspiciously.

“Well… we haven’t seen it ourselves. Actually, even Director Haleem hasn’t; this information was provided to him by the young Lord Rein after exploring the second basement level alone.”

The researchers exchanged glances, speaking frankly.

“Oh?” This news surprised Elwin.

It turns out that’s how it is.

But then there are two possibilities: either what Rein said is untrue, intending to delay the Federation’s exploration of the ruins, or he spoke the truth, which would actually be better as Elwin’s Fire Witchcraft could specifically suppress black bugs and mist.

Realizing this point, Elwin’s previously soured mood from Tyrio’s departure improved considerably.

“Your Excellency Elwin, Lord Garrett has arrived.” One of Elwin’s four followers, a petite woman with a dagger, came in to report.

“Alright, let’s go welcome him together.” Elwin nodded and stood up.

At the cave camp entrance.

A middle-aged man in a blue robe laced with gold, escorted by a group of female warriors in shiny silver Chain Armor holding spears and shields, arrived at the camp.

He had a gentle demeanor and a smile, making people feel like a spring breeze, completely unlike the impression Elwin gave others.

Many in the camp looked at him with eyes full of reverence.

He was none other than Garrett, a rare Thunder System specialist among the Air Element Wizards, even more uncommon than Ice Element Wizards in the Water Element category.

He was equally as rare as someone like Rein, a Metal Series Wizard.

“Welcome, Lord Garrett!”

“Your Excellency Elwin, long time no see.”

…..

After some pleasantries, the two quickly sat down in the main tent within the camp.

“So, Lord Tyrio has left?” Garrett, hearing this news, couldn’t help but frown.

As a Sword Saint, his absence would certainly affect the subsequent exploration of the Floating City ruins.

“No worries, Lord Garrett, I have already contacted the military, and Lord Guiterrez will arrive at the camp by early morning tomorrow.”

“Additionally, these researchers from the Federation Mechanical Research Institute are survivors from the previous batch; they were just informing me about the details inside the Floating City ruins.” Elwin gestured to the researchers beside him, speaking nonchalantly.

“I see, if Lord Guiterrez is coming, then he can indeed replace Tyrio.” Garrett, seeing Elwin had considered everything, relaxed his eyebrows again and nodded.