The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Chapter 260 Open Scheme and the Spy of the Creation Society
Chapter 260
Although Karen left looking like a stray dog, disheveled and dejected.

However, it cannot be denied that this successor of the Wings of the Sky ultimately possesses a distinguished background and an extraordinary status.

Even if they have not yet completed the totem inheritance and entered the ranks of gold alchemists.

However, based solely on the prestige of the one of the three supreme powers behind him, the Throne of Sky, Karen can still exert considerable pressure on Evelyn and Lynn.

Especially now, the Feathered Serpent Society is in a state of internal turmoil.

The previous King of the Feathered Serpent fell too hastily, his power not yet fully passed on before he perished.

Although Evelyn possessed a half-step Feathered Serpent God totem, she was theoretically the strongest member of the guild.

However, due to the infiltration and obstruction of the Creation Society, they have been unable to truly complete their transformation and step into the threshold of becoming a Gold Alchemist.

This also put the Feathered Serpent Society in a period of weakness. Although nominally led by Evelyn, it was actually rather weak in terms of authority, background, and support.

On the other hand, Karen...

Although he is only a silver alchemist below the gold level, he has extremely high "future value" among gold alchemists due to the protection of the Sky Throne.

Many Golden Thrones, out of fear of and desire to win over the Sky Throne, would give Karen face, even turning a blind eye to his offenses.

From the perspective of the Golden Throne members, even though Evelyn is currently showing her full potential and has overpowered Karen, her future is fraught with uncertainty.

As long as the Creation Society does not perish, the key power plundered from the Feathered Serpent bloodline cannot be restored, Evelyn cannot truly advance, and the Feathered Serpent Society cannot truly revive.

Karen, on the other hand, only had to wait.

Wait for the Sky Throne to make its move, to pass on its inheritance, and for that Sky Overlord to acknowledge its status...

At that time, there will be no more obstacles to the threshold of the Golden Throne.

Therefore, whether considering current political capital or future potential, Karen's importance should not be underestimated.

Moreover, Karen did not reveal any weaknesses in this top-level confrontation.

Although he acted out of anger, he did not truly break off relations.

Instead of openly undermining the current momentum of "alchemists across the continent uniting against the Creation Society," he acted openly as the "alliance coordinator."

His actions were perfectly "legitimate":
He continuously sent large numbers of marginal alchemists, useless civilians, and even some suspicious individuals who were "unable to be placed in the Alliance" to the Duchy of Cuilan.

It was claimed that this was to "support one of the last kingdoms of the alliance and help it grow stronger."

On the surface, it appears to be generous aid, but in reality, it harbors deadly intent.

Evelyn was well aware of Karen's intentions. He did not intend to act personally, but rather to use someone else to do the dirty work, directing the anger of the Creation Society towards her, Lynn, and the entire Feathered Serpent Order!

What he needed to do was not to confront them head-on, but to devise a clever plan, using the Creation Society as a powerful force to eliminate his thorn in the side, suppress the Feathered Serpent Society's influence, and subdue Evelyn and Lynn.

This colossal entity, known as the "Genesis Society," has lurked like an abyss in the shadows of the continent since its inception, and the terrifying power it wields has long been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

They carried the banner of "smashing the corrupt old order and reshaping the new world," and were extreme, fanatical, yet extremely influential.

Their actions never follow the rules.

If they were to make a move, it would be earth-shattering, or they would quietly assassinate the Golden Throne;

Or, as before, dozens of royal capitals were wiped out overnight, causing the entire continent to tremble and shudder.

It is precisely because of their overwhelming power that the sudden silence of the Creation Society has become increasingly unsettling.

Many lower-level alchemists may still be indulging in a fleeting illusion of "peace," but those truly at the pinnacle of power on the golden throne know full well what's going on:
This is by no means the end, but rather the brief calm before the storm.

The Creation Society never seeks personal gain or loss in any single city or territory; their goal is the collapse and reshaping of the entire order.

Chaos, for them, is fertile ground for growth and development.

The more powerful, stable, and orderly a country is, the more likely it will become their primary target.

Therefore, Karen's move, which seemed to "support" the Duchy of Cuilan, actually pushed the Duchy of Cuilan right into the eye of the storm!

He brazenly dispatched alchemists, knights, supplies, and even a large population into the Duchy of Cuilan.

Ostensibly, it was to consolidate one of the last sanctuaries of the alliance, but in reality, it was to divert the attention of the Genesis Society to this place.

After all, at a time when the old order is crumbling, the Duchy of Cuilan is one of the few countries that can still maintain its complete rule.

Such "outliers" are precisely the targets that the Creation Society hates most and wants to destroy the most.

Even more insidious is...

Even if Evelyn saw through Karen's scheme, she had no way to retaliate.

Even if she wanted to ask the Golden Throne to intervene, she wouldn't have a suitable pretext.

After all, on the surface, Karen was sending people, supplies, support, and "friendly assistance" from within the alliance.

Could she really stand up and point her finger at Karen, saying, "You've given away too many people; you're hurting me"?
Wouldn't that make us a laughingstock?

Karen's move was not only precise and ruthless, but also almost unbeatable.

This is a classic example of an open conspiracy. You know he's trying to harm you, but you can't do anything about it!
Above the city of Lena in the province of Blue Jade, in the Duchy of Emerald.

At the top of the high city wall, Lynn and Evelyn stood side by side in the wind, looking down at the endless stream of people outside the city gate.

The densely packed convoys and crowds surged in like a tidal wave, a mighty procession with banners obscuring the sun, flowing into the city like ant-like rivers.
All of this was “support” from Karen’s “generous gift”.

Evelyn, dressed in a noble gown that fluttered in the wind, stared intently at the surging crowd. Her brows were furrowed, her expression icy, her lips pressed tightly together, and her eyes were filled with barely suppressed anger.

"damn it……"

She clenched her teeth, the sound like ice shards cracking, squeezed out from between them.

She never expected that Karen's revenge would be so swift and insidious, and that it was disguised in a veneer of grandeur, leaving her with no way to retaliate!
"What should we do now... If this attracts an attack from the Creation Society, the Duchy of Emerald Orchid, which we have finally managed to control, will probably collapse in an instant..."

She turned to look at Lynn, her voice heavy with unprecedented unease.

Lynn opened his mouth, about to say a few words of comfort, but his eyes suddenly stopped.

He seemed to sense something, his eyes flickered slightly, and he sighed inwardly:
"Evelyn's mouth is so jinxed, whatever she says comes true... The people from the Creation Society really did arrive..."

However, he did not say those words aloud.

He merely coughed lightly, a faint, reassuring smile playing on his lips, his tone calm:

"The Creation Society is currently under close surveillance by the Alchemist Alliance of the entire continent. How could they dare to act rashly? Even if they really intend to launch an attack, their target would not be a 'local force' like us."

He shrugged and said with a smile, "Even if the sky falls, the tall, golden-throne-wearing kings will hold it up. We'll just keep living our lives as usual."

These words, while not completely dispelling Evelyn's concerns, were enough to calm her down.

As expected, Evelyn's anger gradually faded, but when she looked back at the noisy refugees and alchemists below, she still felt some resentment and unease.

But she said nothing more, turned and left the city wall, preparing to re-plan the reception process within the city.

What she didn't know was...

Lynn's eyes had already flashed with a deep, cold light, like a hawk locking onto its prey.

Through his network of wizard apprentices and intelligence, he had already identified a suspicious and secretive "newcomer."

The other party was extremely well hidden, even disguising himself as an ordinary combat alchemist transferred from Karen's group of alchemists.

If not for a stroke of luck, even if Lynn had observed it himself, he might have missed this target. However, one of his apprentice wizards, who was not greedy but lustful, stumbled upon something amiss and confirmed the man's strange identity...

………………

The heart of Lennar City is bustling with activity.

Large numbers of people "aided" by Karen are being registered and resettled one by one.

Among them were alchemists from all over the world, as well as ordinary people seeking refuge.

Members of the Feathered Serpent Order, local nobles of Leyner City, and Lynn's trusted forces were all mobilized and deployed in an orderly manner.

Amidst the crowd, a bright golden hue stood out conspicuously in the sunlight.

That was Quentin, one of Lynn's trusted confidants, with striking blond hair, who was now chatting with a young woman with a broad smile.

The woman was young, probably in her early twenties, with her black pigtails swaying gently, making her look playful and cute.

Her skin was like porcelain, her eyes were bright and lively, and her features were delicate and sweet. In particular, her big, watery eyes seemed to be able to instantly disarm anyone.

Her name is Polina, one of the alchemists "generously gifted" by Karen. She is a level 3 Black Iron, and appears harmless, even a bit naive.

It's hard to imagine anyone doubting that this innocent and carefree girl would have any connection with a terrorist organization like the "Genesis Society".

But Quentin is different.

This audacious lecher had already seduced a female apprentice of the Temple of Life back in the Wizarding World era, and his reputation has always been "not so pure."

When he first arrived in this alternate world, he was somewhat restrained, after all, he was in a foreign country and the situation was unclear, so he dared not act rashly.

But as the situation gradually became clearer, Lynn rose to prominence and gained power, and Quentin's "womanizing heart" was awakened once again.

Polina is the target he has recently set his sights on.

Her adorable appearance, coupled with her natural aloofness and resistance, only piqued Quentin's interest even more.

As a result, various "strategies and tactics" were employed one after another:
They showered her with sweet words and meticulous care, even going so far as to use their status and resources to "show their favor."

To his surprise, the seemingly frail Polina showed no reaction to any of his actions, maintaining a cold and distant attitude.

Moreover, in several conversations, she displayed obvious impatience, and even hinted at a certain contempt and disdain.

This is strange.

He was the confidant of the esteemed Viscount Leighton, wielding immense power in the Duchy of Turquoise, and even nobles treated him with utmost respect.

A black iron-level alchemist who was "sent over" dared to openly show a cold face.
Quentin isn't stupid.

Although he was a womanizer, he was not entirely without merit.

After spending a few days together, he gradually realized that this "Polina" seemed to be hiding something...

An illogical assignment of identities; an absurdly keen observation of the situation; a high degree of vigilance towards anyone who gets too close…

As these details pieced together, a terrifying suspicion gradually surfaced in Quentin's mind:

Polina is most likely a member of the Creation Society!

As for whether they are peripheral spies or core agents, and whether they have totems or hidden cultivation levels, that is beyond his ability to find out.

Without hesitation, Quentin reported what he had observed to Lynn immediately, fully expecting to earn merit and be rewarded, and to take down Polina directly.

But Lynn's reaction was unexpected.

He did not order Polina to be captured, nor did he eliminate her on the spot; instead, he calmly gave the following orders:

"Keep approaching her, but don't alert her."

So Quentin had no choice but to swallow his anger and continue to bear the reputation of a "womanizer," trying to get close to Polina with his smooth talk while secretly gathering clues about her.

"Polina, tell me more about what's happening outside the Duchy of Cuilan."

He approached with a grin, his tone deliberately drawn out with intimacy, as if he were just casually striking up a conversation, yet also carrying an undisguised frivolity.

Polina frowned slightly, clearly wary of his closeness.

She wasn't unaware of Quentin's intentions; on the contrary, she instinctively distanced herself from him from the very beginning.

That undisguised possessiveness and "I'm determined to have it" gaze quickly sounded an alarm in her heart.

At first, she thought she had exposed her identity and worried that this seemingly carefree noble confidant was actually quite cunning and was a spy specially arranged by Viscount Layton to investigate her.

But as time went on, she gradually realized that she was overthinking things.

This blond fellow had no deep-seated psychological maneuvering skills, nor did he display the imposing, sharp aura of Viscount Layton.

He was simply genuinely interested in her as a "person".

To be precise, I'm interested in her body, appearance, and posture...

He tried every possible way to get close to her, to coax her, to tease her, and to win her favor, even using the most clichéd compliments and inappropriate flirtatious remarks.

Upon realizing this, Polina felt a sense of relief.

She was not some naive girl, but an excellent infiltrator personally trained by the Genesis Society.

She knew that for the sake of the mission and to obtain crucial information, she was willing to give up everything if necessary.
Even one's own innocence, health, or even life.

She's willing to do far more than just this, as long as she can complete the task.

However, she never took the initiative to make a move against Quentin.

It wasn't because she was unwilling, but because she sensed a more interesting, and also more dangerous, possibility:
This fellow named Quentin doesn't seem to be entirely the same as Viscount Layton.

Quentin appears to be loyal, but in reality, he doesn't have that absolute attitude of "hating the Creation Society to the bone."

Viscount Layton's identity was no secret.

His master, Klaus, was a member of the Creation Society and even plotted against him; this feud is known to almost everyone.

Therefore, Viscount Layton's revenge and hostility towards the Creation Society were natural and deeply ingrained.

But Quentin is different.

He unintentionally revealed a subtle agreement with "breaking the order" several times during the conversation.

On one occasion, he even remarked, "If the world had really been destroyed once, perhaps it would be fairer?"

Although it was a drunken remark, Polina keenly sensed the emotional fluctuations behind it.

After observing for several days and comparing repeatedly, she finally confirmed:
Quentin is someone who could be won over.

He was lustful, flamboyant, and unconventional, seemingly a glib and dissolute playboy, but there was a hidden rift within him.

And cracks are precisely the breaches that the Creation Society is best at prying open.

Polina's lips curved slightly, and her gaze toward Quentin held a deeper, more meaningful tenderness.

"The world outside the Duchy of Cuilan... do you really want to hear me talk about it?"

She responded softly, her tone carrying a hint of subtle intimacy for the first time.

(End of this chapter)