Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 100 The Missing Male Protagonist
In Saint Laurent Prison, Richard placed the cut parasitic demon's gallbladder and demon bag on a special dustproof table, and then used a bracket to prop up a complete parasitic demon's skin to make a parasitic demon model.

He pressed the model of the parasitic demon onto his gallbladder and magic bag, creating a simple [Magic Resonance] circulation system.

Originally, the research on parasitic demons could only go so far. Further in-depth research would require the participation of many sophisticated magical instruments.

The great founder of the Silver City-State [Seventh Dragon] Sa Ailan once said: "Magic begins with measurement."

Mahir Bai, the father of modern magic, has a famous conclusion: "Only by measuring it can it be created."

Magic instruments are measuring instruments used in the process of magic research. Only by using these magic instruments for measurement can we clearly understand the changes that occur at the microscopic level of elements when magical reactions occur.

High-end magic instruments, known as the wizard's "eyes", are also the jewel in the crown of the high-end magic industry.

Obviously, Saint Laurent Prison did not have any magical instruments that could assist in research. For a wizard, this was like losing his eyes.

"Fortunately, I am not an ordinary wizard. I have a pair of eyes that can replace magic instruments." Richard's pupils gradually brightened, and the silver star in his soul slowly rotated. The elemental world that even precision instruments could not see clearly took shape in Richard's eyes.

“I can’t really say how powerful the Star Ring Mage is, but these eyes that can see through the microscopic world are really useful.

The Star Ring Mage was born for the study of magic, and is a natural magic researcher."

Richard was secretly delighted.

"If Dean Hank knew that I had such a pair of eyes, he would be so envious that he would beat his chest and stamp his feet.

Unfortunately, I have no way to show off my eyes at night. "

Richard took a deep breath and raised the Scepter of Disintegration in his hand.

He drew mana from the Rod of Disintegration and cast a Light spell around the parasite's model.

Saint Laurent Prison does not restrict its owner. Richard's magic was released smoothly, and a bright glow flashed around the parasitic demon model.

Light is a first-level magic that has no lethality and is purely used for illumination. The advantage of Light is that it can consume mana points and be released continuously without entering a cooldown, making it convenient for research.

"Next, it's time to witness the miracle."

Richard stared at the model of the parasitic demon. The parasitic demon's gallbladder, which looked unchanged to the naked eye, was glowing slightly in Richard's eyes.

Then, the parasitic demon's magic bag also lit up.

A wonderful elemental reaction is taking place, and a drop of magic power is slowly taking shape in the parasitic demon's magic bag.

In the previous experiment, he had achieved this step. However, the magic power that was formed quickly dissipated at the moment of formation and did not completely condense.

Now, a complete skin for Parasite has been added.

"coming!"

Richard's breathing was strained.

In his eyes, a drop of magic power suddenly condensed in the parasitic demon's magic bag, and suddenly lit up. A golden glow flashed by, and the magic power took shape completely!
At the same time, another drop of magic power was gradually forming in the magic bag.

Richard took a deep breath and his heart started beating suddenly!
The magic is taking shape!
He could feel that that drop of magic power was 1 complete magic point, and it did not belong to any owner. Anyone could take that drop of magic power from the magic bag and use it.

This means that the [Magic Resonance] skill was indeed successfully activated.

“Hiss… With the skin, gallbladder, and magic bag together, the parasitic demon’s magic resonance can be activated successfully.

My guess was correct.

The special skills of a type of soldier do not need to be activated by the entire type of soldier, nor are they special favors bestowed upon the type of soldier by some world rules, but are the result of the action of some common organs.

The lungs of an organism can be used to breathe, and the stomach and intestines of an organism can work together to digest food. In a sense, breathing and digestion are also a kind of biological stunt.

In my previous life, archerfish can spray water because of the special structure of their mouths, and electric eels can discharge electricity because some cells in their bodies are like small stacked batteries.

Living things derive their abilities from their own organs.

The same is true of this world!
The parasitic demon's [Magic Resonance] stunt looks magical, but in essence it is no different from breathing, digestion, spraying water, and discharging electricity. They are all the combined functions of organs.

The function of the gallbladder is to create elemental differences and absorb unstable elements that have just formed magic around it. The magic bag converts these elements into magic power.

The skin of the parasitic demon protects the newly formed magic power and blocks interference from external elements; and the skin of the parasitic demon can act as a launching pad, helping the magic power to jump through space and reach the spellcaster who can use the magic power.

This is the complete magic resonance. As long as you imitate this process, you can research new magic."

At this moment, countless magical knowledge surged wildly in Richard's mind and gathered around the silver star in his soul.

He was like a boatman rowing a small boat, obsessively immersed in the ocean of knowledge and feeling the wind and rain of truth.

He could feel that he had seen the dawn of new magic, and this feeling was so wonderful. At this moment, Richard was completely immersed in his research. He forgot about time and space.

He even forgot that tonight, he was the only male lead in a big show!
……

……

Before Richard, there were only three recipients of the Silver Cross Medal, all of whom were social role models who devoted their lives to the Silver City-State.

Richard is the fourth winner.

Such a great honor is certainly not a joke.

Richard's receipt of the Silver Cross Medal is not only beneficial to himself, but also to the Golden Glory Mage Academy and even the entire Travel City.

Jinhui Mage Academy can recruit a large number of students relying on Richard's reputation.

The city of travel has a Richard, and the whole city can get a big point when it comes to civilized city selection.

A ceremony like this to award the Silver Cross may only happen once every few decades or even hundreds of years. For most ordinary people, this ceremony is the only chance they have in their lifetime to attend such a grand event.

With the vigorous publicity from various media in the travel city, Richard, the protagonist of this event, has already become a household name.

The love-hate relationship between Richard and the Lord of Xingge City was compiled into all kinds of gossip by various unscrupulous media and spread everywhere, on the streets and alleys, and known to everyone.

The Overbearing City Lord and Her Useless Husband

"Richard, the Thin Teacher Imprisoned Day and Night"

"When the Lord of Xingge City was in a meeting, Richard was hiding under the Lord of Xingge City's table."

The people of the travel city talked about these strange and bizarre little stories with great relish and loved them very much.

A warrior charging for love, the most affectionate person in the Silver City-State.

These titles, which sound not so serious at first glance, floated above Richard's head, forming a sharp contrast with Richard's identity as the winner of the Silver Cross Medal.

In addition, the media recently publicized the high-profile news about Dean Hank’s injury and near death and the two outstanding students of the Jinhui Mage Academy.

The enthusiasm of the people to attend the conference has already been ignited to the extreme.

Tickets for the award ceremony were snapped up instantly after they went on sale, and the prices of high-priced tickets in the hands of scalpers kept rising.

Everyone was waiting to witness the historic moment when the fourth Silver Cross winner was awarded the medal.

But now, there is a big mess! The auditorium of the City of Travel.

There's still an hour left.

In another hour, the Silver Cross awarding ceremony will begin.

The queue channel has been opened and people from the travel city are entering one after another.

The best viewing spots are occupied by two retired dignitaries from the travel city.

But Richard couldn't be contacted.

Xingge sat in her seat, her face livid. The glass cup was crackling as she squeezed it, and layers of fine spider-web-like cracks gradually appeared on the cup.

Tonight is Richard's awarding ceremony. She thought there would be trouble tonight, but she didn't expect it to be this kind of trouble.

At this juncture, is it okay if we can’t contact the winner?

What would she do when the awarding ceremony started? Hang the sacred Silver Cross in the air? What a joke.

A black-robed wizard stood beside Xingge. He felt the low pressure around him and reported tremblingly:

"Lord City Lord... We have confirmed that Richard is still in Saint Laurent Prison and has not left.

Green Ham, the jailer of Saint Laurent Prison, has personally confirmed for us that Richard is in the underground cell."

Finally there is news!

boom!
Xingge crushed the cup, then used her magic to vaporize and dissolve it. She asked in a cold voice:

"What is Richard doing in Saint Laurent Prison? Why hasn't he come over yet?"

The man in black robe lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly.

"Report, report to the city lord, we don't know."

"What did you say?! Hasn't the person been found? Why don't you know? What are you doing?"

"Lord City Lord, please listen to my explanation." The man in black robe said anxiously:
"Our people have no way to enter Saint Laurent Prison. All the information is provided by Green Ham, the dwarf jailer of Saint Laurent Prison.

He told us that Richard had locked himself up in a cell in the basement of Saint-Laurent prison.

He is the warden of Saint-Laurent prison.

Apart from him, no one else had the authority to forcibly enter the underground prison, not even Green Ham, the jailer.

So we had no way of contacting Richard.”

"Ridiculous. If you can't get in, won't you just break in? It's already this time." Xingge said coldly:
"If you are afraid of taking responsibility, I can write you a search warrant.

Even if we have to catch him tonight, we must bring Richard here to be awarded a medal."

The black-robed man was very aggrieved: "Lord City Lord, we really can't get in. Saint Laurent Prison is a magic-forbidden prison, and the entire prison is surrounded by force fields that prohibit magic.

There are a large number of powerful gargoyles and golems in Saint Laurent Prison. If we force our way in, we will be regarded as invaders by the guards.

Those prison guards only obey Richard's orders, and jailer Green Ham has no way to command them. If we break in by force, we will definitely be attacked by them.

Our people are all mages, and they can't defeat those gargoyle guards in Saint Laurent Prison."

"You can't even handle such a small thing? Forget it, I'll go myself." Xing Ge glared at the man in black robe, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait! Lord City Lord, even legendary heroes will be banned from Saint Laurent Prison.

Although you are a legend, City Lord, you cannot get in alone.

Lord City Lord, you don’t know.

The Saint Laurent Prison is called a prison on the surface, but in fact it is a military fortress that prohibits magic.

I'm afraid that only by sending out the army and using a large number of puppet soldiers who are not afraid of forbidden magic to forcibly attack can we break into Saint Laurent Prison."

"Oh, there is such a thing."

Xingge was so angry that she laughed.

“You mean I can’t do anything to an ordinary person who has lost his magic in my own traveling city?
I want to call him here to be awarded a medal, not to be beheaded! Do I have to send out the army to call him? This is ridiculous! "

The man in black robe knew that he had indeed failed in his duty and was not doing his job well, so he lowered his head and did not dare to answer.

But he felt very aggrieved. It was not because they were lazy, incompetent, or afraid of death, they really could not enter Saint Laurent Prison.

How come inviting Richard to come and award the medal is more troublesome than catching a spy from the Holy See? What kind of thing is this?

“No, we can’t just let it go like this.

If Richard were absent, my face and the audience's perception would be just small matters, but tonight's plan would be the big deal.

Without Richard, many steps of the awarding ceremony would have to be skipped.

This will make the awarding ceremony very short.

If I can't appear in a public place for a long time that I can't leave, the dark elves who carry out the assassination will not dare to trade with the Star-Moon Society.

I'm afraid they will terminate the deal the moment Richard doesn't show up.

Dean Hank can't always cooperate with me in pretending to be unconscious. The Jinhui Mage Academy still needs him to take charge of the situation.

If the plan doesn’t work this time, there may not be a next time.”

Xingge took a deep breath. He looked at the man in black robe in front of him and said, "Wait another half an hour. If Richard hasn't come out yet, then you should be ready tonight. You will play the role of Richard."

"Ah? Me?" The black-robed man was a little dumbfounded. "Big sister, I'm afraid I can't act like it."

“Even if you don’t act like it, you have to act for me!
You know the whole process of tonight, you know our plan, and you know how to delay time. You playing Richard may be better than Richard himself.

I'll use my illusion magic to put on your makeup, that's it.

There is only half an hour left, so go get ready."

"Yes!"

The man in black robe left quickly. Xingge sat in his seat, silent for a long time, with a frown on his face.

After a long while, she took out a box inlaid with beautiful jewels from her bosom. She opened the box, stroked the smooth and bright silver cross medal with her fingers, and whispered softly.

"Richard, what on earth are you doing? Why don't you come to your investiture ceremony?
Do you really feel that you are not qualified to receive this medal as you said in the media?

You are a fool, then.”

(End of this chapter)