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Chapter 562: The Halo of Intelligence Reduction from the Starry Sky

Yingjie City and its subordinate villages.

At daybreak, no, when the night was still dark, the farmers who had fields to work on had already gotten up to start a day's work, the blacksmith was adding fire to the furnace, and the thief had also finished his night's work.

The children usually get up a little later, take a nap, and then get up reluctantly to help with the work, kicking the old dog at home to wake them up. Once they wake up, they will never let other animals sleep.

But today's children are a little different. They get up early in the morning, even earlier than the farmers, and gather in groups on the only dirt road at the entrance of the village, looking forward to the end of the road, with anticipation and excitement on each of their faces.

"Gulu gulu."

Soon, the sound of wheels was heard, and an exquisitely designed carriage appeared in people's eyes.

"Come on, come on!"

"The magic transmission instructor is here!"

The children cheered and ran towards the carriage. A corner of the window curtain was lifted, revealing a face with disgust at the corner of its mouth, but the children did not see it.

When the carriage stopped, amid the children's enthusiastic welcome, a young man with a warm smile on his face got off the carriage, greeted the children warmly, and said:
"I will be responsible for the transmission of magic here from now on. Children, praise Master Yunka."

"I want to learn magic, I want to learn magic!" the children chattered.

"Okay, okay." The young man began teaching patiently, looking quite approachable.

The carriage turned and drove away, leaving him the only passenger.

In the early morning on the streets of Black Rock City, there were still few pedestrians.

Several children who got up early found their companions and started playing in the street. Their laughter scared away the sparrows that were resting on the windowsill.

"Look, I've learned how to use magic!"

A child, surrounded by his friends, spread out his palms, and a small stream of water appeared in the palms.

A faint fighting spirit emanated from his body, which was continuously transformed into magic power. Combined with his own magic power, he was able to release magic that was not even of low level with the form of a child.

"Wow!" The children watching all exclaimed in amazement, looking very shocked.

The magician proudly said, "Uncle Edgar taught me this!"

"What's the matter? I learned it too!"

Some children, not wanting to be outdone, also used the same magic, looking very proud.

"But your water flow is smaller than his! Haha!" The children started to quarrel and laughed. Then another child said:

"I can cast magic without fighting spirit, I am the best!"

So he naturally became the king of the children.

The imperial capital, where the upper class lives.

The child of a wealthy businessman was demonstrating to his servants the improved magic he had just learned from a magic transmission instructor, and received a lot of applause.

The magic transmission instructor who was specially hired to teach him was also applauding, and looked like he was about to say "Oh my god!" at the next second.

The child of a nobleman not far away was looking at that place through the fence of his home. He also showed an interested look, turned around and ran back home and said to his parents: "Father and mother, I also want to learn the fighting spirit conversion technique."

"No."

The noble said with a serious face:

"We don't need to be like those people and become experimental subjects of immature technology. The fighting skills inherited from our family are our glory. Now you swing your sword for me a thousand times."

The entire Warrior Kingdom, whether it was villages, cities or the imperial capital, no matter which class, was caught up in the magical wave set off by Yunka.

Moreover, it is obviously more targeted at children.

The concentration of magical belief in the territory is steadily increasing.

"How long have I slept?"

Awakened by the dazzling sunlight, Edgar frowned, opened his eyes and immediately closed them. His eyes were a little fragile after waking up from a long sleep.

"Morning already? I'm so lazy."

He shook his head. Perhaps he was too tired from running around outside yesterday and being pestered by the kids to learn magic. He began to recall his feelings when observing the starry sky last night.

He remembered that he had fallen into an ethereal state of enlightenment, but the inspiration that finally appeared was interrupted by the fireworks released by that damn Ainz III. Don't let him see Ainz III in the future, otherwise he will kick his ass hard!
But after that, I continued to observe the starry sky after being interrupted. What did I see at that time?
"I do not remember."

Perhaps because he had been running around for Yunka's mission during this period, Edgar now did not remember what he saw last night. He probably fell asleep.

“Make sure to rest well after the work is done.” He stood up from the remaining pyroxene recliner and left. His knees suddenly went weak and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"what happened!"

He suddenly found that he had no strength in his whole body, as if he had been lying motionless for a long time and his muscles had atrophied!

"Invigoration!"

A magical light lit up on his body, and power surged from his body. Edgar climbed up with a look of surprise on his face, still unable to understand what had just happened.

But he was keenly aware of something and said in surprise:
"My magic power has increased?"

"No, it's not that the magic power has increased, it's that the magic effect I use has become stronger!"

He didn't even care about the clothes that were torn from the fall, and instead cast a few spells. In the end, he was completely sure of one thing - his understanding of magic had improved!
"What on earth did I see last night, and why did I make such great progress?"

Surprise, happiness, joy all showed on his face. This was the opportunity he had always dreamed of. With this level of ability, perhaps surpassing his teacher's achievements would no longer be just his own fantasy!
But what caused his change?

Edgar repeatedly cast magic to promote memory recovery on himself, but to no avail. He just couldn't remember what he had seen last night.

The feeling of surprise gradually subsided and he forced himself to calm down, but the corners of his mouth were still raised.

"I must observe the starry sky tonight to find out what makes me stronger."

Any sane person, when suddenly gaining powerful strength, improvement in talent, or other gains without any prior effort, would probably express worry or even fear about the unknown.

But Edgar had no such emotions.

He is obviously not such a rough-hewn person, and he also showed a meticulous mind when he was in Stonewell City.

But after this abnormal situation occurred, he did not think of the bad side at all, as if he was affected by the aura of reduced intelligence. What on earth was this?
"Hmph~"

Edgar hummed a little tune for the first time in a long time. He hadn't been in such a good mood for a long time.

He packed himself up casually and walked out of the house, heading towards the magic transmission point he had set up in Blackrock City.

The group of magicians who obey Yunka and his disciples and volunteer to spread improved magic are called [Magic Transmission Mentors]. There are a large number of them and they exist solely for the purpose of spreading improved magic.

In Edgar's eyes, these people are quite useful tools. They work hard without complaint and are even paid very little. All he needs to do is teach them the latest improved magic for free.

In big cities like Blackrock City, there are often dozens of magic transmission instructors, and the villages and towns below are also equipped with at least one person, forming coverage for the entire country.

In fact, Edgar didn't need to spread the improved magic himself. He was the leader of those mentors, and the leader only needed to move his fingers to issue orders.

However, in order to keep himself sharp in magic, he still chose to do it himself and work at least two hours a day!
Even a leader like him has to work two hours to set an example, so the magic instructors below cannot rest even more!

Everyone must work overtime for at least three hours a day, not a minute less! Otherwise, people will think we can’t afford to work overtime!

On the way, the children he had taught greeted him warmly, and he responded warmly. He was in a good mood now and didn't mind giving the children some care.

After he left, the children whispered, "I haven't seen Uncle Edgar in a few days. I thought he didn't live here anymore."

"Uncle is a very busy man. Maybe he has been doing research at home these days!"

"Doing research, that's really amazing."

Several days?
But Edgar didn't hear this.

"Hey, that is..."

He saw a figure he hadn't seen for a long time, a person with whom he had briefly formed a team in the Sen dungeon - Tepi.

Edgar was quite interested in this big businessman. To be more precise, he was interested in his property and business acumen. It would be great if he could convince him to join his side.

"His chamber of commerce is called the Golden Lion Chamber of Commerce? But I've heard a lot of bad news about that chamber of commerce recently."

I heard that the Golden Lion Chamber of Commerce not only failed in competing for material orders sent from the border, but also failed to compete with several other large chambers of commerce.

Moreover, they refused to purchase and sell the products even when various stores were scrambling to stock them and the public were willing to buy them. I don't know what their decision-makers were thinking. They lost a lot of profits in vain.

It is said that the Golden Lion Chamber of Commerce has also invested money in industries related to the Glory Dungeon, and seems to be promoting combat skills or something, which is completely contrary to the social trend.

"It's a shame. I thought he was a more capable businessman, but these few decisions show that he is just a mediocre person."

Edgar had no intention of going over to say hello, but at this moment, he saw Tepi and a few others reunited, and it turned out to be Yufei and his group!

They all looked energetic and full of fighting spirit, and they were fully armed, looking like they were going to fight.
"Let's go, we have to kill Greg today!"

Yufei announced with great energy!
(End of this chapter)