Reborn as Demon Sorcerer

RADS 104. Archmage's Past

The tavern nestled on the hillside exuded a rustic charm, surrounded by verdant forests and bathed in the warm glow of magical lanterns. Eldrakh, with his towering figure and imposing aura, was a familiar sight to the owner, who greeted him warmly as they entered. The owner shared that Eldrakh had been a loyal customer for generations, signifying the Archmage's enduring presence in the city.

They settled at Eldrakh's favorite table outside, where the evening breeze carried the fragrance of flowers and distant melodies of crickets. The owner promptly served them drinks, knowing Eldrakh's preferences well.

As Sam and Eldrakh engaged in conversation, Lyra sat quietly, observing the interactions with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. Eldrakh's formidable presence was both captivating and intimidating.

"Quite a lively place here, isn't it?" Eldrakh said, taking a sip of his drink.

"It's peaceful, especially at this hour," Sam replied, eyeing Eldrakh with intrigue. "I must admit, I di