Magus Supremacy-Chapter 52: The town’s lord

"Grey Dawn?"

"Yes! Who's asking?" Grey asked casually.

"We are here on behalf of the town lord, you have been summoned by the mayor and failure to comply will bring terrible consequences."

"Is that a threat?" Grey asked with a slight smirk playing on his lips while fire began roaring around his hand.

"No! It is a request from the town lord, he needs to see you urgently." The man said.

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"Need to see me? For what?" Grey asked.

"We don't know, we are just under him. Do you think he would tell us why you are being summoned?" Another man said aggressively.

"I don't like that tone of yours." Grey said as he glared at the man while still smirking causing his face to be unsettling to the others.

'What's wrong with Grey? He was never like this. I noticed he changed after I came back from my trip. Hope he isn't going down the wrong path, I need to get my son back before it's too late.' Clara thought.

"Grey…"Clara called softly. "Just go with them son and listen to what the town lord wants from you. It could be important, you know."

Grey just sighed and looked at the men. "Fine! Lead the way."

"Good!" The man who spoke earlier said and they walked towards a carriage that was parked a few feet away from Grey's house. He hadn't noticed it earlier because of his panic seeing so many men in front of his house.

The Carriage had a horse in front of it with reings on it seemingly pulling it along. Then the carriage itself was luxuriously designed with Golden and silver trims around it making it look beautiful while entering inside, Grey could feel how soft the cushions were and he could feel mana running through the carriage.

'I wonder what it's for,' he thought.

"The lord wants you to feel comfortable so he sent one of his best carriages along." One of the men boasted.

"Tch!" Grey just scoffed and sat down nonchalantly which caused the men to glare at him angrily with their veins looking as if it would pop from their heads.

"Driver let's go." The man that has been speaking to Grey said and a man in front held the reigns dragging and causing the horse to go speeding forward.

Throughout the journey, Grey didn't say anything as he folded his hands and was looking at the men in front of him that were still glaring at him for whatever reasons they had.

The carriage was big enough to fit ten men comfortably so it was more than spacious for the seven of them.

"How long will the journey take?" Grey asked.

"Approximately twenty minutes." One of the men who felt obliged to answer said,

'It feels like we aren't talking to a kid but an adult man. Maybe it's because of how powerful he is if the rumours are true.' the man thought.

'Good! I hate wasting precious time. If not because of their urgent meeting, I would be home meditating.' Grey thought and then closed his eyes to begin meditating and at the same time cultivating his mana core.

'Is he sleeping?' one of the men thought in surprise.

'I can feel that I'm still a long way to breaking through to the next star so I will try to cultivate as much as I can.' Grey thought and he continued swirling the mana around his body.

Grey stayed in the same position for the whole duration of the journey before he got woken up by a tap on his shoulder.

"We are here." Someone announced and Grey's eyes snapped open and he stood brimming with power around him.

Walking out of the carriage, Grey's eyes were met with a beautiful mansion standing in front of him which belonged to the town's lord.

The town lord's mansion stood as a grand testament to power and prestige, a structure that dominated the heart of the town. Built atop a small elevated hill, it overlooked the bustling streets like a silent guardian. The mansion itself was an architectural masterpiece, blending elegance with fortified security, making it clear that its owner was no mere noble, but a man of influence.

The mansion was three stories tall, constructed from dark stone bricks reinforced with mithril veins, giving it an almost unbreakable defense against both physical and magical attacks.

Towering spires at each corner stood like watchful sentinels, adorned with magical lanterns that glowed with a soft golden hue at night.

A massive iron gate, adorned with intricate carvings of the town's crest, stood at the entrance. Enchantment runes were etched into the metal, ensuring no intruder could enter without permission.

The courtyard was an extravagant display of wealth— marble statues of past lords, an immaculately trimmed hedge maze, and a cascading fountain of shimmering mana-infused water.

Grey was in awe looking at the mansion as he hadn't seen anything as big or as beautiful as what he was seeing in front of him.

"Let's go in shall we?" Someone said and Grey nodded and they took the lead walking forward towards the huge double doors that stood in front of the house.

Walking in, Grey was greeted by an immense foyer, its floors made of polished obsidian, reflecting the light of a grand chandelier made from crystallized mana stones.

The walls were adorned with massive paintings of former town lords, their gazes forever watching those who walked the halls.

The main hall featured spiral staircases lined with golden railings, leading to the upper floors where the lord's chambers and private offices were located.

"Come, he is waiting for you in his office as this matter that would be discussed is private."

"Lead the way." Grey said nonchalantly.

'Lead the way? Did this kid just command me as if he was my boss?' the man thought in his mind but he swallowed his complaint and walked forward taking the stairs that would lead to the town's lord's office.

After a few minutes of climbing the long winding stairs, they finally stood in front of a door that led to the supposed office of the town lord.

Entering in, Grey was met with a vast room that had bookshelves lining every wall, filled with rare tomes, political treaties, and ancient scrolls.

A large oak desk, engraved with protective runes, sat in the center, where the town lord conducted business.

A window behind the desk overlooked the entire town, serving as a reminder that he controlled everything beneath him.

And at the table, was a man known as the town lord.

Lord Cedric Valtor was a man of influence, not strength. Unlike warriors and mages, his power lay in strategy and alliances. Tall but lean, with graying brown hair and sharp green eyes, he carried himself with quiet authority. His royal blue robes, embroidered with gold, reflected his status, while the heavy signet ring on his finger symbolized the weight of his decisions.

Though not a skilled mage, Cedric wielded politics like a weapon, surrounding himself with loyal retainers and powerful warriors. His voice rarely rose, yet his words carried undeniable weight. Some saw him as overly reliant on others, but none could deny his ability to turn tides in his favor.

Cautious yet proud, he ruled not with brute force but with foresight and diplomacy. In a world where strength dictated power, Cedric proved that true authority came not from magic or might, but from knowing how to control both.

"Welcome mage Grey!" Cedric said with a warm smile.

"Quit the useless pleasantries and let's get straight to business. My time is precious, what do you want me for?" Grey asked sharply and annoyed.