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Just as the two were about to continue arguing, Levin coughed:

"enough!"

Rebuked by the divine messenger, the old chieftain immediately shut his mouth, prostrated himself on the ground, and did not say another word.

“I…” Chaferina wanted to argue, but after glancing at the black cat in Levin’s arms, the vampire obediently shut her mouth.

Then, Levin looked at Capac.

Capac understood what the other party meant and slowly said, "This matter will be explained as I go on."

Then he continued:

"So, by chance, the young wizard encountered a vampire making a deal with a shaman. However, the strangely-looking vampire only piqued his interest for a short time before he forgot about it completely."

"But sometimes childhood memories are indeed an important key to unlocking life."

"Time flies, and the wizard has now reached middle age, living a life in the distant Yin Kingdom. But after receiving news that his father was critically ill, he crossed the ocean back to the tribe, took over the heavy responsibility of Sa720man from his father, and shouldered the mission of protecting the tribe."

"Having taken over the responsibility of the tribe, the task of dealing with vampires naturally fell to the wizard. So he learned from his father how to negotiate with vampires, and then he met the vampire sisters, whose appearance was exactly the same as when the boy had seen them."

Seeing the still young and vigorous vampires, and thinking about his own aging body, the middle-aged wizard couldn't help but feel a deep sense of envy.

"As the wizard grew old, his body weakened, and his magic diminished, envy gnawed at his heart like ants. Eventually, envy turned into jealousy, and then into fanaticism."

"Wizards began to pursue the ability to live forever like madmen."

"The wizard did not want to become a vampire. Vampires cannot use magic, which was too much of a price for him to pay. But among the creatures he had exorcised, only vampires could live forever. So the wizard wanted to study vampires and try to understand the true meaning of immortality from them."

"The three neighboring vampires were too powerful, so the wizard naturally couldn't do anything to them. Therefore, he could only occasionally return to the Great Yin to find an opportunity to capture one or two lone vampires for research."

"But the wizard's research level was not high. It took him a long time to reach a preliminary conclusion that vampires' immortality came from their ability to extract life force from the blood of living people."

"But how can one extract life force like a vampire? Wizards initially experimented on animals, but the experiments yielded no results for a long time, so they turned their attention to living people."

"But where do living people come from? The outside world has long been protected by the International Secrecy Act, and it would be easy to be discovered if we rashly attacked Muggles. In addition, the tribe is located in a remote area, and it is too difficult to go out frequently. So the bewitched wizard focused his attention on his own tribespeople."

"After all, as a shaman, he had too many good opportunities to strike, and those three vampires were the perfect scapegoats."

"you"

"I am going to kill you!"

The vampires and natives were enraged again and wanted to attack Capac.

Then, under Levin's piercing gaze, he slowly retreated.

Levin looked at Capacq, signaling him to continue.

Capac nodded and continued, "Unfortunately, wizards' research capabilities are not very good. The efficiency of extracting life force from the human body is extremely low. Each person can extract less than one percent of the life force, and it often takes dozens of people to gather enough life force for a year."

"So he had to kill dozens of people a year to prevent himself from aging."

"But that's not the worst part. What made him most desperate was that after using the life essence for several years, he found that the essence was becoming less and less effective for him. He estimated that in less than ten years, he would be completely unable to use this method to slow down aging."

"Thinking about this, the old wizard grew more and more desperate. He frantically searched for new solutions to stop this tragic future, but made no progress."

"Until Lord Black Dragon arrives."

As he spoke, Capac glanced at the black cat, his expression seemingly becoming more lively:

"When the old wizard saw the huge black dragon descend before him, he was filled with despair, feeling that his precious life was about to end that day; but when the black dragon spoke, hope was rekindled in the old wizard's heart, because the black dragon promised to grant him power."

"Especially after witnessing the black dragon use its blood to turn ordinary animals into dragon beasts and ordinary people into half-dragons, and after hearing about the long lifespan of dragons, the old wizard immediately swore to serve the black dragon, as long as the other party granted him eternal life."

"The black dragon told him that it needed the old wizard to provide a place and supplies for recuperation, and that it needed the old wizard to capture a few tongues from the country that had driven it away, in order to learn about its enemies and cut off their pursuit. Coincidentally, the old wizard received a notification from that country, so he had a flash of inspiration and sent intelligence to that country."

And an invitation.

"You all know the identity of this wizard; it is me."

"What happened next is what you've been going through these past few days, that's the whole story."

After saying this, Capac lowered his head and knelt silently before Levin.

“Aside from the reason you'd obey the Black Dragon, the whole thing is pretty much as I guessed.” Levin nodded and asked, “So, where did you hide it all this time?”

“I hid her in the pyramid,” Capac said honestly. “The black dragon can transform into a lady with black hair and white skin, so it’s easy for her to hide. However, her appearance is too different from that of the tribespeople. She said that she can only transform into that form, so I had no choice but to hide her in the pyramid.”

So, does that mean they passed by Black Dragon three times without noticing him?

"So this is a female dragon?"

Levin nodded.

But Capac was not happy: "How can you address the Black Dragon Lord like that? Can't you realize the greatness of this matter? That's why I'm willing to obey her. If she continues to maintain her human form, isn't that just a human with a dragon's lifespan? This makes me even more convinced that her promise can be fulfilled."

As he spoke, he looked at Levin with a fanatical expression: "The great Black Dragon is a dragon clan that once slept in a volcano. He possesses great power and endless lifespan. If you choose to release the Black Dragon now and kowtow to him to confess your sins, he may grant you a long lifespan."

He was convinced that the lure of immortality would at least tempt these people, even if they didn't immediately defect.

To his surprise, he found only their nonchalant attitude.

"Don't you... want to live longer?" Capac asked, puzzled.

“A longer lifespan, I have already obtained it.” Levin said, taking out a dull red crystal, tossing it up and catching it.

Upon seeing this thing, the black cat immediately realized that it was the key to its being trapped in this tiny body. Like a cat chasing a butterfly, it stared intently at the crystal, eager to try.

Then Levin immediately pushed him down.

“The Philosopher’s Stone,” Levin said. “It’s the Philosopher’s Stone, which I made myself. It’s similar to Nicolas Flamel’s. It can be used to concoct elixirs that extend lifespan, so the Black Dragon’s bounty holds no appeal for me.”

Upon hearing this, Capac was visibly shaken.

As if that wasn't shocking enough, Levin added, "By the way, turning this guy into a cat was done with the power of the Philosopher's Stone. Now it has lost its original power and has become a complete shackle binding the little guy."

Hearing this, Capac nearly went mad. He cursed in a tone of utter disappointment, "How could you do this! How could you do this! That's the Philosopher's Stone, the Sorcerer's Stone! You actually wasted it just to defeat an enemy! Shameful! Despicable! Hateful! Despicable!"

As he continued hurling insults, Capac even shed tears of sorrow, clearly breaking down.

That's understandable.

Everyone sees a treasure they covet, but which is something dispensable in someone else's hands.

This stark contrast is enough to break anyone's guard.

But as if he wasn't done messing with the old man's mentality, Levin glared at him and said in a strange tone:

"It's just a Philosopher's Stone, why are you making such a fuss? It's not some precious thing, so what if it's used up? If I need to use it, I can just make another one later."

"Go back... and make... another one..."

What he had pursued his entire life, what he had paid such a high price for and risked countless lives for, turned out to be nothing more than a mass-produced item in the hands of the other party.

Realizing this, Capac felt a sudden sense of disillusionment.

It felt as if my life had lost its meaning.

Seeing that he had completely ruined the other person, Levin felt a sense of boredom.

But I've finally vented all the frustration I felt from being deceived and schemed against these past few days.

So he waved his hand and said...

“Drag this person away and let the chief settle his scores.”

The natives understood Levin's meaning and immediately rushed forward excitedly, grabbing Capac and dragging him down.

Suddenly, Capak, consumed by disillusionment, began to struggle frantically, shouting, "One question! Please answer one question for me!"

"return."

Levin, his interest piqued, stopped the native and said to the old man, "Speak, what is your last question?"

Capac raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice, "Can you tell me how exactly you discovered my plan? So I can die knowing why."

"How did you find out?" Levin thought for a moment and replied, "It's very simple. I can understand your tribe's native language, and I can tell that the person today was definitely not the real guide. The so-called black dragon hiding in the forest is completely a fabrication of yours."

"Can you understand our language?"

"You can understand our language?"

What makes you think you can understand our language?

Capac had no idea he would lose on such a ridiculous detail; he had been so smug about leading the wrong way in front of him.

"If only I had known..." he muttered to himself unwillingly, completely unable to accept that he had lost here.

But Levin dealt him a further blow:

"Yes, it's entirely possible that you knew this information earlier."

"Because when I first entered the tribe, I privately asked a member of the tribe about you in your native language, which was my biggest mistake on this trip."

“If you have always been as sincere to your tribe as your fathers were, you should be able to obtain this information easily. After all, in that tribesman's eyes, you are so great and sacred, and he worships you so much that he would never refuse to tell you everything.”

"Of course, if you had always been truly sincere to your tribe, you wouldn't have ended up like this today."

With that, Levin waved his hand, letting the natives take him away.

Levin's final words were like a sharp sword, piercing Capac's heart.

This forced him to confront the judgment from his past and destiny.

Capak was dragged away, muttering to himself as he went:

"am I wrong?"

"Am I really wrong?"

No! I'm right.

"I shouldn't have betrayed my tribe!"

"Immortality is the most important thing!"

"I shouldn't have abandoned my compatriots..."

"My fellow countrymen are merely sustenance on my path to immortality!"

"Father, I'm so sorry!"

"I am immortal!"

The old man has completely gone mad.

Chapter 174 The Three Sisters' Gratitude