It took a while for Ivor's eyes to open and to gain clarity, it really seemed that his mind was reaching its limits.
"You again?"
Those were the first words that came out of his mouth, it seemed that the Royals had already questioned him.
"Would you mind telling what you said to me a few days ago to these Lords?"
Cecil's manners were polite, he even took out a jar of wine and handed it to him.
"What did we talk about a few days ago?"
Ivor took the jar and began to drink, expressing his confusion about the topic.
"Your student, Vance. Tell us everything you know."
Thaddeus said.
"Mh…"
Ivor took a long time to sort his thoughts.
"He is a talented kid, one of the most prominent in the Elemental forging method. Honestly, his life must have been tragic for him to have such a strong mental sphere."
Ivor's words made the cultivators in the room turn toward Thomas who could only sigh helplessly.
He knew that Noah's life hadn't been easy but he was only a bastard, there was no reason to give him any special privileges.
Also, as soon as his aptitude was discovered, his mother had killed herself to stop being a burden to her son, Thomas could only curse to how fast those events had occurred.
"Yes, his life wasn't easy. Do you know where he is now?"
Thomas changed the focus of the conversation.
"No idea, he just comes and goes as he wishes, he never tells me where or why. Oh, now I understand. You have lost him."
Ivor was shaking his head when realization dawned upon him and he couldn't help but break in a sonorous laugh.
"Hahaha! That kid is the most talented mage in the history of this country and you actually managed to lose him! What a joke!"
Ivor continued to laugh but was forced to stop due to the waves of pain that his mind sent to him.
Thaddeus neared him to speak in a soft voice.
"Your student has abandoned you here. Don't you want to find him and ask him why?"
However, Ivor only laughed more to those words.
"Haha! Who cares about me! I'm just a wasted cultivator and I've already passed all my knowledge to him. It's actually comforting knowing that he is willing to abandon the people close to him, you will never find someone with that character! I can be ensured of the survival of my method now."
Ivor's words made the expressions of the cultivators in that room turn dark.
"Can't we simply inspect his sea of consciousness?"
Fred asked to those around him but Cecil shook his head.
"His mental sphere is almost completely cracked, we would just destroy it as soon as we try to examine it."
Silence fell in the room, they really didn't know how to approach Ivor.
It was at that moment that Ian snorted and turned his attention toward Cecil.
"He is clearly hindering the investigation of the Royal family, what will you do about it?"
Cecil understood the meaning behind his words and focused his mental energy on Ivor's mind.
That action took only an instant but Ivor's mind couldn't withstand the pressure radiated from Cecil and broke, making Ivor's consciousness vanish in the world.
The light in Ivor's eyes vanished and he fell back on the sofa where he was sitting, spilling the wine in the jar everywhere.
Ivor was dead.
"Was he your only lead?"
Thomas asked plainly, the death of a cultivator wasn't really a big deal.
Thaddeus answered him with his gaze still fixed on Ivor's corpse.
"No. We will go to the Shosti's inheritance ground next."
Chapter end
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