Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 384 Chaos in the City
Three months later, in the snow castle.

Roy completed the upgrade of his heart, and before he knew it, the "sanctification" was complete.

This is an improvement over the bronze statue core.

Looking at the crystallization of life energy, which was like illusory light and shadow, flickering in the air, he showed a look of relief.

This thing appears to be translucent like a ghost. In fact, it is between half reality and half illusion, and possesses some "spiritual" characteristics.

50% immunity to physical attacks! (When in Void form)
This is the result of the appraisal by the Eye of Hermes.

"After completing the Fire Bronze Centaur, I've mastered the production of the Sanctification Core...

Although it's not perfect yet, there is room for further improvement...

As long as the materials are in place!"

He stretched out his hand and touched the translucent shadow in the air.

Suddenly, the life energy crystallized into points of light and disappeared, merging into his body.

Roy felt a warm current surge in his body, and the familiar surging life returned.

Before, Aliphtia came here once, inspected the works, and took them away.

Roy's main purpose of coming to this world has basically been accomplished.

However, after a moment, he covered his heart and frowned slightly.

“It seems that my heart is broken...

It's a bit difficult to mend a broken mirror!

It is also possible that the influence of the will of hell has caused this crystal to no longer be complete!
Otherwise, before leaving, why not gather some materials to craft a demonized heart, completely repair it, or even strengthen it further?"

Consecration is a transformation between spirit and matter and does not involve the restoration of the heart's function itself.

My permit to come here is valid for 10 years, and I can stay for a longer period of time.

So, after a little thought, I decided to go to Aplani again.

……

Above the city of Aplanni, reindeer sleds sped by, the lights hanging on the swaying, streaking across the night sky like a shooting star.

"In the blink of an eye, I've already been away from here for four years..."

Roy leaned over and looked at the lights above the dark ground below, thinking thoughtfully.

"Lord Roy, according to the information provided by Wizard Sherbert, the Antonla Opera House's year-end auction is already being prepared.

After we arrive, we can immediately find a way to get admission tickets..."

Atidia beside him reminded.

Roy withdrew his gaze from outside, turned his head and nodded slightly.

This time, a piece of flesh and blood crystal from Asnit may appear.

That is a rare divine body that exists at a level higher than that of a true god.

Due to its small size, its value is only equivalent to items between level one and level two, but it also has similar uses to the Holy Mark Stone.

He was still quite interested in this.

Soon after, the reindeer car arrived at a mansion in a corner of the upper town.

After a quick check to make sure they were in the right place, the reindeer pulling the cart stepped on the current and carried them down.

There was already someone standing in the yard with his hands down, waiting there.

"Lord Yirol..."

"Why are you arranging me to live here? Isn't King Street good enough?"

Roy looked around, and there was no dissatisfaction in his tone, just curiosity.

"Well, a lot of buildings on King Street were burned down during last year's general strike.

This President Street is of a similar quality, and was also built with investment from great nobles, so you might as well make do with it..."

"It's okay, I'm just asking."

Attidia came out behind him, holding the cat.

Following closely behind was a 6-year-old girl with eyes as bright as stars.

Her hair was evenly divided into two strands, each braided into a pigtail and hanging on her shoulders. She wore a fitted black and white maid uniform, looking cute and well-behaved.

It was Yolanda's daughter Freya.

……

The next morning, after a simple breakfast, Roy dressed neatly with the help of Atidiya and Freya, and left as the noble youth Ilor. "Let's go to the church and see Sister Windsorbell."

He called out to Planjie.

Soon, Roy and Planjie got on a carriage and headed towards the downtown area along the avenue.

On the way, Roy noticed the changes here.

Most of the shops along the street were closed, and most people on the street were in a hurry.

"How come you look like this after not seeing you for a few years?"

Roy asked the driver casually.

"Sir, are you coming from somewhere else?

Honestly, this is a really bad time.”

The driver complained.

"There have been demonstrations here every day lately, and people have been setting fires and vandalizing things...

President Street where you live and the church you're going to are relatively safe, but you have to be extremely careful in other places."

"Really?"

“Yes, and in recent years, it’s been some hot-blooded young men who have been causing trouble.

They're becoming increasingly hostile to the nobility and the wealthy. In the past few months alone, they've killed or injured quite a few of them!"

Wait, what did I just say? There's a commotion up ahead, please sit tight while I go around."

As they were talking, a parade of people seemed to appear ahead.

They held up banners, shouted slogans, and rushed to one side with great momentum.

In order to avoid any trouble, the driver saw Roy and others from afar and quickly took a detour.

……

The marching crowd continued to move forward and gradually surrounded a luxury store selling high-end wool products in the downtown area.

Seeing that the situation was not good, several slaves rushed out and scolded them.

"You idle vagrants, you have such audacity!"

"The Duchess is trying on clothes inside. If you startle her, you'll have your head chopped off!"

"Don't you see where we are? A piece of clothing is more valuable than your cheap lives. I want to see who dares to act rashly!"

Although there were more people on the opposite side, these powerful slaves remained arrogant and did not take these insignificant ants seriously at all.

"Humph, what a bullshit duke and a bullshit lady!"

"You guys are usually high and mighty, enjoying all the splendor and wealth, but what about us? We don't even have a place to live!"

"My whole family, young and old, has no food to eat and can't even get enough clothes for the winter. We are almost freezing and starving to death!"

People are no longer afraid, they just express their suffering.

"Who... who told you guys to be lazy and stupid..."

The servant tried to say something else.

result--

"Why are you still talking nonsense to them?

Brothers, smash it!"

Someone gave an order and others responded one after another, and all kinds of bricks, stones and rotten eggs fell like rain.

The doors and windows rotted away in an instant, and the customers inside screamed in fear.

"It's the opposite!"

"You damn guys!"

The slaves rolled up their sleeves, rushed forward angrily, grabbed the collar of the leader of the demonstration and started beating him violently.

For a moment, shouting, cursing, and wailing were mixed together, and the scene became chaotic.

Just then, there was a bang.

No one knew who started it, but a burning bottle was thrown out.

Just like a spark in a powder keg, the fire quickly spread.

(End of this chapter)