The most powerful wizard in the magic world

Torild's rage instantly ignited, and his gaze was like a sharp blade, pointing directly at Gerlin. The air around him seemed to have almost solidified because of this rage, and the tense atmosphere made people feel suffocated.

"How dare you show up here!" Thorild roared, his voice as deafening as thunder. He clenched his fists, his face full of anger and indomitable spirit.

Gerlin smiled slightly, as if he had expected this moment. He stood there, his face calm, but his eyes were full of amusement. "Torield, anger can't solve any problems. Calm down and don't let your emotions control your reason."

"Calm down?" Torild's voice rose several decibels, becoming more and more excited. His body leaned forward slightly, as if ready to pounce on Gerlin at any time. "You killed my brother! Shouldn't you pay the price for this?"

Gerlin's expression suddenly withered, and the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a sense of oppression. He slowly stood up, took a few steps back, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and his eyes were like an unshakable mountain. "Every choice has a price. Your brother is a thing of the past. Pursuing revenge will only make you lost in the darkness."

Torild's heart was burning with anger, and his thoughts were flooding like a tide, unable to control himself. "You keep saying that you want to save me and save the world, but in fact you are doing it for your own benefit! You are not worthy of talking about revenge and redemption!"

People gradually gathered around, and the air was filled with heavy anticipation and tension. Some people whispered to each other, while others were so nervous that they held their breath, fearing to miss any moment.

"I don't have to prove anything to you." Gerling's tone was no longer mocking, but rather helpless and resolute. "The revenge you want is nothing more than a disruption to my plan, and will harm even more people."

"What are you talking about?" Thorild's voice trembled, a mixture of anger and confusion. "My brother is dead, and you are here talking about plans? Are you so heartless?"

"I'm not ruthless, but I have my own mission." Gerling's eyes became uncompromising, like a snow-capped mountain. "You should understand that for a greater goal, some people must be sacrificed."

Thorild was struck hard, and the anger in his heart was slightly extinguished by these words. He was stunned for a moment, and smiled helplessly: "Sacrifice? Can everything be sacrificed for the so-called goal? I am unwilling to compromise in any way!" There was bitterness in his words, as if reminding himself not to forget his original intention.

"How can I allow others to snore beside my bed?" Everyone present held their breath. They knew that this was not just a confrontation between two people, but also a conflict of values. Every word of Torild seemed to tear at the pain hidden in Gerlin's heart.

"Purpose is the necessary force to drive human evolution." Garlin's voice was cold and firm. "The lessons of history cannot be ignored. In order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, sometimes we even have to offend those closest to us."

"You are so ruthless." Thorild cried out, "For your so-called goal, you sacrifice my brother. I would rather tear you into pieces!"

"What are you talking about?" Gerling raised his eyebrows slightly, then immediately calmed down, as if trying to find some reason for the other party's anger. "Do you really think that you can change the world by yourself?"

"I may not be able to change the whole world, but I can avenge my brother." Thorild's determination shocked everyone.

At this moment, the collision of emotions between the two sides was particularly intense, and the air seemed to be burning with fire, which could spread at any time. At this moment, a voice sounded, interrupting the uproar.

"Okay, everyone calm down." This is Lena, who has been observing all this silently. She knows that it is difficult for Thorild to calm down, but she wants him to understand a deeper truth. "Thorild, revenge cannot bring true peace. You can't always indulge in hatred."

Thorild turned around, his eyes softened, as if he was thinking about her words. "But how can I let go of all this? I can't forget him. I can't calm down when I think of his death."

Lena sighed slightly and walked towards him, her voice soft but firm. "Letting go does not mean forgetting. All we can do is let him become our driving force for moving forward, rather than a hindrance."

Thorild looked at her, as if struggling. "But the hatred in my heart is like a knife, firmly stuck in the depths of my soul, and it is difficult to pull out."

"Yes, but how can you bring him peace if you are always controlled by hatred?" Lena's eyes sparkled with concern. "He wanted you to be happy and to move on. Instead of letting hatred consume you, you should turn his memory into courage and become a stronger person."

"If I let it go, will that be a real victory?" A hint of confusion flashed in Torild's eyes.

Gellin finally interrupted and said, "Victory is not about destroying the enemy, but about surpassing yourself. Revenge will not heal the wounds in your heart. Only by making yourself a better person can you achieve true victory."

Thorild was stunned. He finally realized that this dispute was not just a confrontation between hatred and hatred, but also a battle of self-redemption and growth. His thoughts gradually calmed down, and his words gradually weakened. "I understand, but it's hard to do it."

Lena smiled gently and nodded to show her understanding. "Everything takes time. The most important thing is that you are willing to try. I will go on with you, no matter how difficult the road ahead is."

A warm current surged in Thorild's heart, as if he saw a faint light in the dark tunnel. He raised his head and fixed his eyes firmly on Gerlin. "I will not let you go," he said through gritted teeth, but there was less hatred in his tone, "but I will pursue higher goals in my own way."