The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 258 Salamander's Response

More than two hundred years have passed since the World Mushroom officially took root in Richard's secret fragment. During these two hundred years, the World Mushroom has continued to grow while also continuously expanding the space of the secret realm.

The bigger the World Mushroom gets, the faster he can expand space.

After more than two hundred years of growth, the height of the World Mushroom has reached nearly two hundred meters. And after its expansion, the area of ​​Richard's secret fragment has reached about one square kilometer.

For a great wizard, this area is still within the scope of a secret realm fragment, but for Richard, this area is too big and seems a bit empty.

Although there are holy tree elves in the secret realm, these tiny creatures can almost be regarded as insects and look very inconspicuous.

According to Richard's original plan, the secret realm was originally intended to be used as a medicinal field, but the emergence of the World Mushroom made the medicinal field plan unnecessary.

The few magical plants planted by Richard are not as profitable as the two Aldo fungi grown from the World Mushroom.

And now, an idea came into Richard's mind.

He wanted to raise a group of fire lizards in the secret realm as his slaves, or helpers.

Dragon Knights were a good type of soldier. A standard squad of trained Dragon Knights could surround and kill a single second-ring wizard without any damage. Although their strength was not as good as that of the Royal Guard Dragon Warriors, their numbers far exceeded that of the Royal Guard Dragon Warriors.

Moreover, if Richard wants to sell dragon transformation potion as a product, raising fire lizards is also a must.

Richard has no way to artificially synthesize the substance in the fire lizard's body. If he wants to make potion, he needs the fire lizard's blood.

After collecting the documents scattered on the ground, Richard stood up and prepared to leave the secret realm.

His mood faded after reading the information.

After opening the rift in the secret realm, Richard returned to the Red Sun World. During the few hours he was reading the information, the White Wizard Corps, together with the Black Wizards who came behind, had already looted Luxor.

The great wizard Qingshuang has returned to the floating city. After the collapse of the Dragon Beast Knights, the entire Linksa Empire no longer has an army capable of fighting against the White Wizard Legion.

The great wizard Qingshuang was too lazy to waste any more energy.

Although the Lords of the World are powerful, their every move will also consume a lot of energy, and energy is magic stones. The cost of plane expeditions is already high, so the great wizards will naturally save as much as possible.

Entering Luxor, the streets were full of injured salamanders, most of which had superficial wounds, but some had elemental wounds caused by spells.

These salamanders were now all marked as slaves, and after seeing Richard, they all bowed their heads respectfully, and some even prostrated themselves on the ground.

They are no longer "free".

The moment the slave mark was placed on them, they went from being “free men” to being “salamanders.”

Richard hurriedly walked through the streets. Most of the fire lizards he saw along the way were marked with slaves, while those without slave marks had magical marks left by wizards.

This was equivalent to a "proof" that the slave was his.

At present, all the wizards followed the white wizards to other provinces to make money. They left in a hurry and just threw these ordinary slaves here.

This reminded Richard of a classic taunt when Germany blitzed France during World War II.

"I don't have time to capture you, lay down your weapons, leave the road and don't hinder our progress."

As they walked along, Richard couldn't help but shook his head and said:
"It seems that there are not many magic stones left in Luxor."

However, the wizards currently have a huge advantage. Once the Linksai Empire is dealt with, the wizards will immediately turn their attention to the other two empires.

The war has now entered an easy phase.

……

On the fourteenth day after Minnar was sealed, the wizards, who had occupied all the resistance provinces in the Linksa Empire, finally turned their attack towards the Morik Empire.

No, it should be called the United Empire of Minar Morik now.

The two Salamander Empires had already been militarily integrated when the wizards conquered the Linksa Empire. The officers who once faced each other with swords now sat in a conference room to discuss the fate of the Salamanders.

In the conference room, Harash sat in the main seat. Sitting next to him were two people, one was the former Grand Marshal of the Minar Empire, Maihan, and the other was his son, Azuhan, the commander of the Shield of Morik.

"Everyone, the current situation is very bad for us."

Harash's expression was serious, and his majestic dragon eyes revealed a terrible sense of oppression.

"The wizards have already cleaned up their own ranks and are targeting us. But we don't have the upper-level power to fight against them.

His Majesty Linksa has returned to heaven, His Majesty Morik's whereabouts are unknown, and His Majesty Minnar has been trapped by a wizard.

I have run out of ideas now, I wonder if you have any ideas."

Those who could attend this meeting were all elites among the fire lizards. They were extremely powerful and intelligent, but in the face of this question, they all remained silent.

In the face of absolute strength, any strategy is ineffective.

There was dead silence in the conference room.

After a long time, a young voice broke the silence.

"Everyone, I have an idea."

Everyone in the conference room looked at Harash and looked around. The person who broke the silence was his son Azuhan.

"Everyone, since we cannot defeat them head-on, why don't we change our strategy?"

After decades of growth, Azuhan has shed his youthfulness and become mature.

He was dressed almost the same as his father and spoke in a very calm manner.

"In the past ten years, wizards have been caught in a long-term security war in the Linksa Empire. The scattered bandits of the Linksa Empire have been harassing their transportation lines, making their mining areas uneasy.

For this purpose, the wizard even mobilized most of the wizards to suppress the bandits.

Since we cannot resist head-on now, why don't we consider dividing the army into small teams and dispersing them to various corners of the empire.

We gather into a large army, which the wizard can easily deal with with large armies and great wizards, but if we disperse into a small force, the wizard's greatest advantage disappears.

His Majesty Morik was merely missing, His Majesty Mennar merely trapped.

As long as we delay enough time, victory will definitely belong to us! "After listening to Azuhan's suggestion, the fire lizards in the conference room fell into deep thought.

What Azuhan said was indeed a solution. What they had to do was not to expel the wizard, they just needed to delay enough time.

"But how do we solve the problem of military discipline?" a Salamander general asked, "Once the army is divided into small units, the phenomenon of degeneration into banditry will definitely occur on a large scale."

Azuhan looked at the general who was speaking and uttered a cold answer.

"If we don't solve it, we will be corrupted. Our first priority is to preserve our strength and hold back the wizard. To achieve this goal, we can pay any price."

Hearing this, Harash turned his head to look at his son.

When Azuhan spoke, there was no expression on his face, as if he was talking about what to eat this afternoon.

General Salamander stopped talking, and soon, Harash spoke:

"Everyone, please raise your hands and vote."

The generals remained silent, but their arms were raised silently.

One, two, three, from the entrance of the conference room to Harash's side, all the Salamander generals raised their arms, even Maihan was no exception.

Only Harash had not yet been raised.

Azuhan looked at his father, Harash, whose face was calm, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Since everyone agrees, let's prepare a plan."

Harash did not raise his hand after all, but he made the final decision on the plan. As the marshal, the plan could only be implemented with his permission.

The meeting ended and the Salamander generals left one after another, leaving only Harash and Azuhan in the entire conference room.

"Father, don't you agree with me?"

Harash did not answer immediately, but turned to look at the map hanging on the wall. On the map, the area that was once the Linksa Empire has now changed color.

After looking for a long time, Harash finally said, “Azuhan, your method is very good, and it is the only method we can use now.

So I agreed to this plan.

But that doesn't mean the scheme isn't shameful.

Our army cannot defend our territory or protect our people. In the face of powerful enemies, we can only turn them into sand.

It’s a huge shame.”

Harash's face showed a rare trace of pain, his golden vertical pupils were bloodshot, there was a constant creaking sound between his fangs, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth. Azuhan had only seen this expression on Harash's face when Linksa, the King of the Salamanders, fell.

The most outstanding commander among the fire lizards was feeling extremely painful at this moment.

In the face of absolute strength, his tricks were completely useless. Without sufficient high-level power, no matter how many Salamanders there were, they were just cannon fodder.

This fire lizard, which has defeated countless enemies in its life, is now at its wit's end.

"Father, this is not your fault." Azuhan whispered.

"...Go make plans, Azuhan."

Harash regained his composure and became the Marshal of the United Empire of Menar Morik again.

"Yes, Marshal."

Azuhan left the room, but just before he left, Harash suddenly asked a question.

"I heard that Her Royal Highness the Princess is pregnant?"

Azuhan's body froze, and he turned around and said stiffly:

"Indeed."

A smile flashed across Harash’s face: “Then don’t just focus on work during this period, spend more time with her.

Children are our future.”

"Yes."

……

Azuhan's residence in the royal capital of Minar was a newly built pyramid next to the royal palace.

To be more precise, this pyramid is the residence of Akara.

Minar treated his niece well and even personally shaped the prototype of the pyramid.

Through a long corridor, Azuhan entered a room deep inside the pyramid. The room was very large, with a large obsidian bed covered with gold patterns in the center. The bed was covered with gorgeous silk mixed with gold threads, and on the silk, a female fire lizard with scales as glittering as rubies lay quietly.

"You're back, Azuhan."

Akara sat up with a look of laziness and boredom on her face.

"Well, I'm back."

"How was the meeting?"

"Our plan was approved."

Azuhan walked over to Akara and gently stroked Akara's slightly swollen belly.

"How are you feeling today?"

Akara leaned on Azuhan's shoulder, eyes half open, as if about to fall asleep:
"As usual, I'm getting lazy. Is this what pregnancy is? It's weird."

“It’s always like this with a first pregnancy.”

"Well, I'll sleep a little longer then... By the way," Akara, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly remembered something, opened his eyes abruptly, and said to Azuhan, "The teams you sent out are back, and they are waiting for you in the living room."

(End of this chapter)