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, echoed through: “Reporting to my Lord, Old Nick has finally regained his senses!”

“Oh?”

Leo Ray’s expression brightened instantly upon hearing the news.

The name Old Nick was etched into his memory; they had first crossed paths before the start of the Viennas City Auction.

Crucially, this eccentric wandering poet was the only individual, aside from the Prophets, to ever speak 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.

“According to the profile Kelsey provided, Old Nick was once a renowned wandering poet in Viennas City, possessing strength at the Tier 2 Peak. His livelihood consisted of performing in local taverns and occasionally assisting trusted mercenaries on various missions.”

“His life took a turn when he left the city as a team doctor for a group of elite mercenaries. He was the sole survivor, found staggering back and collapsing in the snow by the City Gate. Though the City Guard saved his life, he emerged from the ordeal as a madman, constantly rambling about a ‘Great Catastrophe’.”

“The incident caused a massive stir in Viennas City back then, even drawing scrutiny from the Mercenary Guild. The confusion stemmed from the fact that their mission zone was considered safe, and the team included two veteran Tier 3 mercenaries.”

“Despite exhaustive investigations by the Mercenary Guild, they hit a dead end. No corpses were found at the site, nor were there any signs of a struggle; the trail simply vanished.”

“Since Old Nick was clearly traumatized and incapable of coherent speech, the investigation was eventually abandoned.”

“Consequently, no one alive knew what horrors they had faced or what had truly transpired, except for Old Nick himself.”

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

Back when he first learned of this, he had commanded Gael and Kelsey to look after the old man and alert him the moment his condition changed. That long-awaited update had finally arrived.

“I hope Old Nick can provide some clarity. Gaining clues about the Great Catastrophe is essential for my preparations; as it stands, I am navigating this threat blindly.”

With these thoughts, Leo Ray composed himself and inquired further: “Kelsey, what is your current location?”

“My Lord, I am at Sanders’ Trading Conference within Viennas City. Old Nick is here with me!”

Kelsey’s respectful reply was transmitted immediately through the mind talk.

“Understood. I shall arrive shortly.”

Leo Ray terminated the connection and looked toward Ariel Watson. After summarizing the situation, he said with a smile: “It looks like our return home will be delayed a bit.”

“One thing after another, it seems.”

Ariel Watson reacted with surprise but quickly took Leo Ray’s arm, saying: “Wherever my Lord goes, I am happy to follow!”

“In that case, let us depart.”

Following Leo Ray’s words, he and Ariel Watson entered Ice Stone City, and the massive structure vanished into the darkness of the night.

Before making for Viennas City, Leo Ray also summoned the Grey Elder. Given that the Mercenary Guild had spent centuries searching for the origins of the Great Catastrophe, the Elder’s insights might prove invaluable for this meeting.

Once the preparations were finalized, a flash 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, a wave of nostalgia washed over him.

This city held many memories: recruiting Kelsey and Gael, helping Gael rise to power within the trading conference, the auction house, 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 walls, filled with doubt and tension. Now, the city was firmly under his authority, a vital piece of his expanding territory.

With these reflections, Leo Ray began his walk toward the city center.

“Subordinates offer their greetings to my Lord!”

Kelsey and Gael were already waiting at the City Gate, bowing in unison as he approached.

“Skip the formalities; we need to move quickly. Lead the way.”

Leo Ray nodded, following his subordinates as they moved rapidly toward their goal.

They traversed the busy streets in silence, arriving at the entrance of the trading conference in short order.

Moving through the familiar hallways, the group finally 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 group, turned to Leo Ray and explained: “This area is under the constant protection of the Battle Maids I personally instructed. Security has remained flawless.”

Leo Ray glanced at the two female sentries stationed at the entrance. Their toned physiques and maid uniforms—modified with protective shoulder pads and bracers—exuded an aura of disciplined strength.