Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2570: 1417: Lord and Wandering Poets

As soon as the mind talk connection was established, Kelsey’s voice, brimming with urgency and excitement, resonated: “Reporting to my Lord, Old Nick has finally regained his senses!”

“Oh?”

Leo Ray’s eyes flashed with interest upon hearing the news.

The name Old Nick was etched into his memory; they had first crossed paths before the auction in Viennas City. More crucially, this eccentric wandering poet was the solitary individual—aside from the Prophets—who had ever spoken of the “Great Catastrophe.”

This meant that Old Nick might hold the keys to understanding the Great Catastrophe, a mystery that had weighed heavily on Leo Ray’s mind for a long time.

“Kelsey had previously explained that Old Nick was once a renowned wandering poet in Viennas City, possessing Tier 2 Peak strength. He typically sustained himself by performing in local taverns and occasionally joining trusted mercenary groups on missions.”

“According to the records, Old Nick had left the city as a team doctor for a group of elite mercenaries. However, he was the sole survivor to return, stumbling through the snow and collapsing at the City Gate. Though the City Guard saved his life, he was never the same, transformed into a madman who rambled incessantly about a ‘Great Catastrophe’.”

“The incident had caused a massive stir in Viennas City back then, even drawing the gaze of the Mercenary Guild. The confusion stemmed from the fact that the mission’s destination was considered safe, and the team included two experienced Tier 3 mercenaries.”

“Despite exhaustive investigations by the Mercenary Guild, the search turned up nothing. No corpses were found at the site, nor were there any signs of a struggle; the trail was completely cold.”

“Since Old Nick was clearly traumatized and unable to speak coherently, the investigation eventually hit a dead end and was abandoned.”

“In short, no one alive knew what horrors they had faced, save for Old Nick himself.”

After a quick mental review of Old Nick’s history, Leo Ray gave a small nod.

Following his initial discovery of the situation, he had commanded Gael and Kelsey to provide Old Nick with the best care and to alert him the moment his condition changed. That long-awaited update had finally arrived.

“I am hopeful that Old Nick can provide some clarity. To prepare for what is coming, I need more clues about the Great Catastrophe, as my current knowledge is almost non-existent.”

Settling his thoughts, Leo Ray asked: “Kelsey, what is your current location?”

“My Lord, I am at Sanders’ Trading Conference in Viennas City. Old Nick is here with me!” Kelsey’s respectful answer came through the telepathic link immediately.

“I understand. I will arrive shortly.”

Leo Ray severed the connection and turned to Ariel Watson, who stood beside him. After explaining the situation, he smiled and said, “It appears our return home will be delayed slightly.”

“One thing after another, it seems,” Ariel Watson remarked with a look of surprise. She took Leo Ray’s arm and added, “But wherever my Lord goes, I am happy to follow!”

“Then we shall depart.”

With those words, Leo Ray and Ariel Watson entered Ice Stone City, and the massive structure vanished into the darkness of the night.

Before traveling to Viennas City, Leo Ray also summoned the Grey Elder. Since the matter concerned the Great Catastrophe—something the Mercenary Guild had been investigating for centuries—the Elder’s perspective might prove invaluable.

With his preparations finished, a burst of blue light signaled the arrival of Ice Stone City on the outskirts of Viennas City.

Accompanied by his retinue, Leo Ray stepped through the blue Gate. Looking at the familiar commercial hub, he felt a wave of nostalgia.

This city was full of his history: recruiting Kelsey and Gael, helping Gael rise to power within the trading conference, the auction, his battles with the Black Abyss Brotherhood, and his exploration of the Titan Clan’s Ancient Relics.

He thought back to his first time entering these streets, when his heart was full of doubt and fear. Now, the city was firmly under his command, a vital piece of his growing territory.

Lost in thought, Leo Ray moved toward the city gates.

“Subordinates offer their greetings to my Lord!”

Kelsey and Gael were already waiting at the entrance, bowing low in unison as they saw him.

“Skip the formalities. We should move quickly,” Leo Ray directed with a nod. Under their escort, the group moved swiftly toward their goal.

They traversed the busy districts in silence and soon arrived at the gates of the trading conference.

Walking through the familiar halls, Leo Ray’s party eventually came to a halt before a room at the very end of a corridor.

“My Lord, we have arrived.”

Kelsey, who had been leading the way, gestured toward the door. “This room is under the constant protection of the Battle Maids I personally instructed. Security has been absolute.”

Leo Ray glanced at the two female sentries. Their muscular builds combined with maid uniforms reinforced by shoulder armor and bracers provided a truly formidable presence.