Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 290 The Gate of Flames

"Da...da..."

The exquisite cane tapped rhythmically on the floor as Karl, dressed in a large wizard's robe, slowly walked into a room.

The room wasn't big, but it was thoughtfully furnished.

Even though he didn't know much about antiques, he could tell that most of the items here had been aged over time.

Each one is very valuable.

"Karl Bergman, the most outstanding and mysterious wizard in the Enchanted Forest for thousands of years."

A hoarse, aged voice rang out:

"Having embarked on the path of wizardry for less than a hundred years, he attained the second circle and subsequently killed several members of the Grimm family."

"Really..."

"amazing!"

Ok?

Karl raised an eyebrow slightly:

"I never imagined that someone in the Eastern Kingdom would know what happened in the Magic Forest?"

"The gods and wizards made a pact, but that doesn't mean their connection has been completely severed." An elderly man in white robes emerged from behind a screen-like arrangement:

"Especially for the top leaders of various countries, getting in touch with the wizarding world is an essential task."

"It's you!" Karl squinted.

"Grand Duke Alph!"

Alf August is one of the four current Grand Dukes of the Kingdom of Gondor, and the August family has the blood of the ancient gods.

Not only that.

The Grand Duke before them possessed a powerful aura and a steady, forceful mental energy fluctuation; he was clearly a second-tier Holy Knight and a second-circle Wizard.

"President?"

"it's me."

Alf smiled and nodded:

"The royal city has a population of one million. If the power of the wizard apprentices is not restrained, they will likely cause a lot of trouble."

"So I took on the role of association president to keep the members in check."

Karl suddenly realized.

Who would have thought that the president of the Wizarding Association was actually the Grand Duke of the Kingdom of Gondor, a holy knight?

Not only is he a Holy Knight, but he is also a second-circle wizard.

But upon closer examination, it's quite normal.

A holy knight can live for five hundred years, a long enough time for him to raise his wizarding cultivation to the second ring.

To ordinary people, wizards are very mysterious, but to the top echelons of the kingdom, they probably have a lot of wizarding heritage in their hands.

So it seems that the grey-robed wizard Addison is not the only second-circle wizard on the Eastern Kingdom continent.

Second Ring Road,

There are still quite a few!

It's just not among the common people.

After a moment's thought, Karl spoke:

"Did the president call me over because of something?"

"Um."

Alf nodded:

"Not long ago, the Green family from the Sixth Ring Tower sent a message requesting assistance in capturing or killing you."

Karl's face darkened.

Even after he had fled to the Wizard Desert, the Green family still had no intention of giving up.

"rest assured."

Alf smiled:

"No matter how powerful the Green family is, it's of little use in a place where the light of the gods shines."

"We were just replying out of courtesy and had no intention of interfering in your feud."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Karl breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he is at the third rank, he cannot use many of his techniques here, and if it really comes down to a fight, he might not be able to defeat his opponent.

"You should call me Chairman." Alf stroked his gray beard.

"Vice President Mr. Tai Chi."

"Yes," Karl should reply.

"President!"

"Actually..." Alf gestured for Karl to sit down, pulling over a soft chair as he spoke:

"I'm curious, how did you become a second-circle wizard in just a few decades?"

"Still a Holy Knight!"

"It took me over three hundred years to achieve this, even with the resources of my family."

"Circumstances." Karl's expression was indifferent:

"Back in the Black Swamp, I inherited the legacy of a third-ring lich, and I also experienced some things in the Magic Forest."

"I've managed to achieve some success by sheer luck."

"The legacy of the third-ring lich?" Alf frowned, as if he had just realized something, a look of sudden realization flashing in his eyes:

"It's that person..."

"There was once a rumor in the royal city that a powerful lich came here and eventually fell into a deep sleep."

Carl nodded.

He has already given his explanation, and what the other party thinks is none of his business.

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"Alfred is dying!"

On the way back, Karl's eyes were filled with thought.

When he mentioned that he had received the lich's legacy, one could clearly sense the other's emotional fluctuations.

Excitement, greed, longing...

Liches are not strong in many aspects, but they have special means to prolong their lifespan.

Even a second-ring lich can live to be seven or eight hundred years old.

For Alf, who was nearing the end of his life, the temptation of living another two or three hundred years was unimaginable.

"It's still early!"

"This meeting is just to get to know each other. Even if he wants the lich legacy, he'll find another opportunity."

"No rush."

Even Alf wouldn't easily offend a second-circle wizard, so the possibility of him forcibly seizing the inheritance is unlikely.

The most likely scenario is a transaction.

Carl was quite curious about what the other party could offer in exchange.

Of course, he cannot let his guard down. If the other party really uses force, he has plenty of ways to counter it.

Over the next few months, Karl followed Yura, Charlene, and others to several gatherings among the nobility, getting acquainted with the upper class and becoming familiar with their lives.

The party was filled with extravagance and lavishness...

The fighting on the front lines seemed to have no effect on them at all.

However, this good time did not last long. With the collapse of the front lines, the nobles in the rear also panicked.

Some nobles had already quietly left the capital and fled to the Kingdom of Sak, while others had been forcibly conscripted to the battlefield.

In a short time.

The dark clouds of war loomed over the entire royal city.

Remiler also went to the battlefield again, which forced Karl to interrupt his plan to obtain the source matter from the divine realm.

A few more months passed.

Duke Alf also went to the front lines.

"The situation is dire!"

Looking at the news in the newspaper, although the Kingdom of Gangdo was trying its best to conceal it and reported many victories, the front lines do not lie, and the army of the Kingdom of Kolon had already appeared in the nearby cities.

Rumors are flying everywhere, causing widespread panic.

"Don't worry about the newspaper," Carl gently shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with me."

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Fragments of the Divine Realm.

A brand new wizard tower stands in the center.

This wizard tower was created by Karl by dismantling and reassembling two wizard towers, retaining the advantages of both towers and improving their rank to some extent.

He sat cross-legged on the top floor.

It allows for a clearer perception of astral energy.

Below the wizard's tower is an active volcano in a state of eruption, with raging flames enveloping lava and constantly splashing.

A palace can be vaguely seen in the lava.

Vulcan Palace!

It contains a fragment of a divine realm the size of a county, enough to house a volcano and aid Karl's cultivation.

A rich aura of fire element permeated the entire fragment of the divine realm, while vast astral energy descended from the sky.

The two are combined.

This allowed Karl's cultivation level to increase day by day.

"It's done!"

"The Gate of Flames!"

Third Circle Spell - Fire Gate.

It allows you to open a spatial portal from anywhere to another location, enabling you to leave the battlefield at any time.

of course.

This witchcraft has many inconveniences and is far less powerful than the Void Dao Secret Great Witchcraft of the Fourth Ring.

such as.

A lot of preparation is needed before it can be performed, and it is easy to be interrupted.

Secondly.

The teleportation distance cannot be too far, otherwise it will leave traces and could be easily caught up again.

There are also advantages.

If you can set teleport coordinates, teleporting to a location near those coordinates can significantly shorten casting time.

"I could set the coordinates inside the fireplace, then grab the sorcery materials, throw them on the ground when I want to escape, silently recite the location, and I'd be teleported directly to the fireplace. This scenario feels strangely familiar..."

With a smile, Karl vanished from the fragment of the divine realm.

(End of this chapter)