Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 208 Throwing Coins
“The Emerald Kingdom shouldn’t know anything about Faerûn,” Anser mused.

“What if some humans join them?” Elise guessed. “Perhaps it has nothing to do with the legend of Viherar; maybe they want to capture and tame dragons.”

“That’s possible,” Anser said thoughtfully, stroking his chin.

There are indeed many wyverns in the Razortooth Forest, so it's normal for the Emerald Kingdom to tame wyverns to replenish its guards.

Elise, holding the teleportation cube, said, "It's more important to take control of White Stone Island first."

Her idea was the same as Anser's: to turn White Stone Island into a rear base, so that they could move in and out freely.

"I'll go back to Drag immediately."

"Then I'll gather the guards and wait for you here."

The two disembarked at the same time. Anser casually stuffed the demon statue from the shrine into the empty dragon skin bag. He hadn't figured out what to do with it yet; perhaps selling it to the Traveler's Rest House wouldn't be bad.

As for why it wasn't destroyed?

Destroying a statue is a serious act of defiance and blasphemy. If a deity had descended upon the statue, they would most likely have sensed its destruction and the blasphemer who destroyed it.

Therefore, this move is likely to provoke hostility and even lead to being hunted down.

Balor the Flame Demon is not a god, but we still cannot afford to be careless.

Anser then attempted to teleport the ship into Holreven, and although it was somewhat difficult, he eventually succeeded.

The teleportation capability of the Scepter of Protection has a limit. If the Dragonfly ship were any larger or heavier, it probably wouldn't be able to get in, unless it were disassembled for transport.

"gone."

He waved to Elise, summoned Nornos, and headed straight for Drag.

Nornos hadn't been close to Anser for a long time, and he ran with extra excitement, galloping wildly.

Anser gently stroked the horn on its head; it felt cold to the touch and seemed a little too big.

He pulled up Nornos's character card; his experience was 2133/2700, meaning he was close to leveling up.

To be honest, it's been a long time since the two of them fought side by side.

Anser's expertise and abilities are sufficient to support his aerial spellcasting, and his flight technique does not require concentration, so he is already accustomed to aerial combat.

However, Nornos is still useful, and there are many instances of him being used in mounted combat.

Soon, the man and his horse arrived at Drag. Nornos slowed his pace and trotted along the street.

Almost everyone in Durag recognized him and made way for him, only glancing at him after he had passed.

Apart from the federation's top brass, no one knew he had been missing for several days.

At the Federation headquarters, Quentin was watching the first training exercise of the defense force with several members of parliament.

The original Durag Guard has been split into a guard unit and a defense force. The guard unit consists of a little over one hundred men, led by Sheriff Pardo, whose main functions are to maintain order, resolve disputes, and handle various illegal cases.

The defense force consists of over 350 people, led by Giant Tail. One-third of them are newly recruited, selected from the best of the best, and all have good physical fitness. There are also more than a dozen professionals who have joined.

Although Giant Tail was once the king of the lizardmen, this is, after all, a human world, and the soldiers are mainly human. Therefore, training still relies on the old methods, such as physical fitness training, team combat, and individual combat skills.

As soon as Anser arrived at the Federation's headquarters, Quentin, Carreno, and the others received the news and hurriedly came out to greet him.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, everyone finally felt relieved.

The former president has just passed away. If something happens to the new president, the entire Durag Federation might fall apart.

"President, you're finally back." Quentin's tense expression relaxed a little. He could do things, but there were many things he really couldn't handle without the president.

“It’s just a trip out. Even if I’m not there, I believe you can manage Durag well.” Anser didn’t say much more, lest they overthink it.

"Drag can't do without you." Quentin knew, of course, that it wasn't as simple as just going out for a short trip, but he didn't say anything more.

After regaining their composure, the group began reporting on the events of the past few days. Aside from the unusual activity in the Razortooth Forest and the Wyvern Guard, everything else was minor. The Ammun hadn't returned, and they hadn't found any Mind Flayers or Brain Eaters; overall, things were relatively calm.

“Isn’t everything fine?” Anser chuckled.

"This is a sign of impending chaos. I haven't slept well for the past two days," Careno complained helplessly.

“It’s alright, I’ll go take a look later and kill a few dragons to hang on the city wall,” Anser laughed. “Now, gather a hundred soldiers for me. I’ve acquired an island, and I need to guard against pirates.”

Everyone was taken aback, some not quite understanding.

"An island?" Kaleno subconsciously thought it was Holreiwen, but that's an alternate dimension, where would pirates come from?

“White Stone Island is located in the Falling Star Sea, which is far from here. I will use a teleportation array to take people there,” Anser explained. “Councilor Graham, I want to set up a complete administrative system there as well. You will start selecting officials and personnel today.”

"Oh, okay." Graham paused for a moment before realizing that the information in those few sentences was quite overwhelming, leaving him shocked and unable to quickly process and organize it.

"Is the defense force training?" At that moment, Anser vaguely heard the giant tail shouting at someone in broken Common.

“Yes,” Quentin replied immediately.

"Go and have a look."

The group arrived at the training ground, where the soldiers were practicing the most basic formations.

The training requires you to know your team leader and teammates, find your squad and march or retreat in a line. It doesn't have to be perfectly aligned, just don't get separated.

This is actually very simple, but every time after a break or when going to the toilet, some people can't find their own group, some can't distinguish left from right or north from south, and some have face blindness.

Anser felt quite helpless, as most of these soldiers were illiterate, making training them very difficult.

But he didn't ask for too much. He would take it slow and just patrol, defend the city, and keep up appearances. After all, once he put on leather armor and picked up a weapon, he was a soldier, and no one could tell his training level.

He immediately halted the training and ordered Giant Tail to gather one hundred of its most elite warriors, fully armed, but without any supplies.

Giant Tail and Quentin went with him, one leading the army and the other managing administration, to bring White Stone Island under their control as soon as possible.

Carreno and other members of parliament were in charge of recruitment, the defense forces recruited another 500 soldiers, and officials and other talents were also accepted without reservation, with generous benefits. Now, with tens of thousands of refugees in Durag, there was no shortage of manpower.

Coincidentally, he wasn't short of money. Keeping those hundreds of thousands of gold coins wouldn't earn any interest, so he might as well use them to quickly expand his power.

In times of chaos, buying legendary equipment is difficult, but "buying" people is all too easy.

After making these arrangements, he informed Quentin of the situation there and then cast a teleportation array in the training ground, opening a portal to White Stone Island.

Giant Tail and Quentin led their soldiers and rushed inside, but the portal vanished before they had gone halfway through.

Unlike permanent teleportation arrays, spells can only be opened for a very short time; even with Anser's abilities, he can only keep it open for a dozen seconds.

He had anticipated this, and after waiting for ten minutes, he cast the teleportation array again.

As expected, Mage Moen appeared at the other end of the portal. As the soldiers passed through, the two quickly exchanged a few words and only felt relieved after confirming that the pirates had not returned.

He did not go there, but stayed at the federation's headquarters.

It was still early, so he immediately sent someone to contact the Philo mercenary group and the bearded barbarian who worked for Tyrone Salberg, a nobleman in the Claw City-state.

While he was at it, he drafted several magic contracts, leaving the amounts and rewards blank.

He's about to start throwing money around!

An ordinary worker can earn tens of gold coins a year, a junior professional can earn hundreds of gold coins a year, and an elite professional can earn at least a thousand gold coins.

As long as he's willing to spend money, he can recruit any professional below the elite level. Recruiting an elite for a few thousand gold coins is incredibly cost-effective.

If someone has power, others won't dare to mess with them.

Unless you're a legend, you'll always feel intimidated by a power with many professionals.

(End of this chapter)