Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 92 Reunited with the Great God's Grace (Please Add to Favorites)

"kill!"

"Who is it?"

"Stop them!"

"Brothers, charge in with me! Let's break in and grab whatever we can!"

Roars, shouts, and battle cries blended together, and flames burning everywhere illuminated the manor.

Most of the people who stormed into the manor were dressed in night clothes. Their strength varied, but they were all extremely fierce.

Amidst the flashing blades and the falling corpses, one after another, they lay dead.

The guards that the Dragon King Merchant Guild had deployed here were also quite formidable, but far fewer than the number of enemies who had stormed in.

The defenses had already collapsed.

"Whoosh!"

One of them rushed to Karl's side and swung his sword. The surface of the long sword in his hand had a bluish luster, which was obviously poisoned.

Karl frowned slightly, drew his broadsword, and casually swung it.

"Bang!"

The strength of a Grand Knight is overwhelming to ordinary people. The incoming longsword shattered instantly, and the remaining force slammed into the chest of the swordsman, breaking several ribs and sending him flying.

It died before it even hit the ground.

This attack also caused several people who were about to surround the area to pause in their tracks, their faces showing fear.

They then turned and scattered, fleeing in all directions.

Can't afford it!

……

"What's going on?"

"Are other forces going to attack the Dragon King Merchant Guild?"

Karl only rested briefly in the fragments of the divine realm before emerging to find the place in complete chaos, which aroused his suspicions, but he was not afraid. With his current strength, he was among the top experts in the entire Free Port.

Aside from a few top-tier Grand Knights and those who possess special magical seals, dealing with others shouldn't be a problem.

With a shift in his gaze, Karl hesitated for a moment, then turned and strode toward the core area of ​​the manor.

There should be a lot of good stuff here; why not take advantage of the chaos and explore a bit?

Because of its proximity to the endless sea and the constant exposure to moisture and sea breezes, Free Port's architecture has its own unique characteristics.

It's not too tall, but it's very heavy.

Generally speaking, it's not very aesthetically pleasing.

The number of exquisitely built and beautiful rooms is extremely small.

In the very center of this estate, there are several such houses, specifically used to store various valuable goods.

at this time,

The once beautiful buildings are now almost ruins, and blood is flowing on the cold ground.

"Bang!"

The impact was dull and powerful.

A heavy wooden door was violently knocked away and crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Two figures leaped out from the middle.

The curved blade and the spear collided in mid-air, sparks flying and gusts of wind rushing out.

"Rhodes!"

Teresa, the captain of the Dragon King Merchant Guild's guards, brandished her spear and roared:

"Don't think I won't recognize you just because your face is covered. Aren't you hunters afraid of retaliation from our merchant guild?"

"Hmph!" Rhodes sneered.

"Dragon King Merchant Guild? Dragon King Zimerman is dead. It's uncertain whether your guild will even continue to exist."

"Get out of my way!"

"when……"

His curved blade flashed rapidly, leaving numerous afterimages, striking the spear more than ten times in an instant.

The violent tremors caused Teresa to stagger backward.

Compared to the fierce offensive, the other party's words made him even more alarmed, and his expression changed drastically.

"The Dragon King is dead?" Teresa growled.

"You're lying!"

"Looks like you still don't know?" Rhodes sneered.

"It's pathetic that they have to rely on outsiders to tell us this kind of news. Otherwise, why do you think we would dare to come?"

Teresa clenched her teeth, her eyes flashing.

He had heard about the news, but he didn't know the specifics; in fact, very few people knew.

Tonight's attack,

It's a test from other forces!

To probe the current situation of Dragon King Zimerman.

If the Dragon King were still alive, the subsequent actions would naturally cease, and those who participated in the operation today would have to pay the price.

If it's confirmed that he's dead...

That's a completely different situation!

"Rhodes, stop wasting your breath on them."

Not far away, a burly man wielding a shield and a giant axe charged forward, brandishing the axe as he did so.

"Whether the Dragon King is dead or not, if we kill them all today, who will know it was us?"

"Thump!"

The giant was incredibly strong; the heavy shield danced nimbly in his hands, deflecting all attacks.

With his giant axe swung, no one could withstand his direct confrontation.

"Leiden!"

"The vice-captain of the Storm Guild!"

"The Dragon King Merchant Guild will not let you off!"

The Hunters and Storms are both medium-sized forces in Free Port, and although they cannot compare to the Dragon King Merchant Guild, they are not weak either.

Each faction has a Grand Knight in charge.

but.

There were no Grand Knights on the road today.

But besides Rod and Leiden, there were several other top-tier knights in the arena.

Although they wear night clothes and conceal their faces, their signature martial arts skills and weapons are unmistakable.

"Stop nagging!"

"superior!"

The group rushed forward.

Almost everyone who comes here is a knight-level expert, including many peak-level knights.

They were highly skilled and possessed various magical seals, making the Chamber of Commerce's resistance increasingly precarious.

"Bang!"

"It's open!"

Someone roared, their voice filled with ecstatic joy:

"A locked room!"

"The Dragon King Chamber of Commerce's truly valuable treasures are all here."

"Ha ha..." Leiden laughed, his giant axe attack intensifying as he charged forward, shield raised.

"Brothers, follow me!"

"Kill them!"

Tempted by the treasure, a group of people, their faces flushed with fervor, rushed forward, and the merchant guild's defenses collapsed instantly.

Some people even rushed into the secret room and ransacked it.

"call……"

The wind howled.

Several figures on the periphery were violently thrown into the air.

Karl appeared in the arena, wearing a black robe, and pulled at his hood, a smile appearing on his face.

"It seems I've arrived just in time."

"Who are you?" Leiden asked sternly, turning his head to look at his companion.

"Rhodes, is this the person you're looking for?"

Those guarding the perimeter were no weaklings; the fact that they were so easily knocked away speaks volumes about the strength of the newcomer.

Master!

"No." Rhodes shook his head:

"I don't know him."

"Whoosh!"

Ignoring their hesitation and surprise, Karl flashed and rushed straight towards the secret chamber.

"Stop him!"

"stop!"

Teresa, the captain of the Dragon King Merchant Guild's guards, along with Rod and Redden, attacked him simultaneously.

"die!"

Leiden's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he swung the giant axe down from above, creating a hurricane on the flat ground.

"when……"

A flash of sword light appeared before the axe blade.

The impact was so powerful that Leiden felt as if he had crashed into a mountain; his arms went numb and his throat tasted sweet.

"boom!"

A violent surge of energy erupted on the spot.

Three figures were sent flying.

"What?"

"Great Knight!"

The expressions of everyone present changed drastically.

He was able to remain unscathed despite being surrounded by three top-tier knights, and even secured the upper hand with a single move.

The person who came was undoubtedly a great knight.

The number of Great Knights of Free Port is limited, and each one is renowned. Who is this person in front of you?

Just then.

"when……"

A melodious crashing sound came from afar.

At first it was still far away, but by the second time it rang out, it was already clearly audible, approaching at an astonishing speed.

"It's the vice president!"

Teresa's face lit up with ecstasy; he was all too familiar with this kind of commotion:

"The vice president is here!"

Jasper?

Karl's eyes flickered.

He had considered sparring with a great knight to see how strong he was now, but now was clearly not a good time.

"Jasper was already a Grand Knight more than twenty years ago, and with the abundant resources of the Dragon King Merchant Guild, his strength is definitely not lacking."

"never mind!"

He shook his head, then dashed into the secret room, and with a wave of his sleeve, sent the people who were searching for things flying.

The secret room was not large.

There weren't many items.

Without exception, they are all rare treasures.

Premium beast pellets, coral pearls, exotic beast essence...

"Great divine grace!"

Karl's eyes lit up, and he reached out and took an open wooden box in his hand, inside which were five Great Divine Graces.

This is a good thing that can increase source quality!

Compared to others at the same level, Karl's improvement in strength is definitely not slow; in fact, it can be said to be quite rapid.

However, it is much slower than when one is a junior wizard apprentice.

Such as mental strength.

Even with the aid of medication, it would take one or two years to increase the effect slightly, and that's only if there's no drug resistance.

If drug resistance develops...

Three years!

It will take at least three years to increase by even a little.

Without the aid of medicine, the progress is so slow it's almost despairing.

However, if one has source matter, it can be increased with just a touch, making the two incomparable.

"After being in Freedom Harbor for so long, I'm so glad to finally see God's Grace again."

Putting away the Great God's Grace, Karl suppressed his excitement and continued flipping through the boxes, finding another wooden box containing Beast Balls.

The beast pellets are bright red, unlike ordinary high-quality beast pellets.

"A beast pellet made from the flesh and blood of a legendary creature?"

Put it away!

High-grade witchcraft materials?

Put it away!

High-quality animal pills?

Put it away first!

Ocean-going vessel construction blueprints?

Although it's useless to me, it's probably the most valuable thing here, so of course I should keep it.

……

"when……"

The sound was getting closer.

Karl paused in his looting, glancing at the treasures in the secret chamber, a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

That's it!

go!

With a flash, Karl, carrying his spoils, disappeared into the night, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

…………

Once the speed exceeds a certain level, the thin air becomes viscous, and the drag increases significantly.

Many great knights skilled in speed are greatly troubled by this.

Jasper,

It is one of them.

However, as the vice president of the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce, he has many resources in Free Port and has plenty of ways to solve the problem.

He stepped onto the roof and used the momentum to leap out.

He was like a fish swimming in the water; with a slight shake of his arms, he darted forward more than ten meters.

The air surged behind me, even whistling.

Whenever he was about to exhaust himself, the bell hanging from his waist would tremble, and its melodious sound would invigorate him.

Power surged from within him once more.

"My old friend."

A light, airy voice came from not far away:

Where are you going?

Ok?

Jasper's eyes narrowed, and his body bent slightly, like a leaf slowly drifting down onto the roof.

"Whoosh!"

A figure flickered to the side, and one person landed nearby.

"Henry!" Jasper sneered as he looked at the newcomer.

"Is the Brotherhood of Sickles out of people? Old Henry, you're already this old, why are you still out here working?"

"Never forget, even the mighty eagle will eventually fall from the cliff!"

Henry the Eagle, the fourth elder of the Brotherhood of Sickles, is also the weakest of the elders.

"no way."

Henry sighed softly:

"Everyone else is busy, but this old guy like me is bored and has time to wander around."

"Old friend."

Where are you going?

"Hmph!" Jasper scoffed.

"You should know that very well."

"To the shipyard?" Henry asked with a smile.

"I only got interested when I saw the fire there, but don't worry, I've already sent people over to help put it out."

"We are all citizens of a free port, so of course we should help each other. But you must not treat the people who help put out the fire as enemies."

"Help?" Jasper's eyes darkened.

"I hope so."

"Speaking of which," Henry turned and looked towards the inner city:

"It's been a while since I've seen the Dragon King. I wonder how he's doing. As you know, there have been a lot of rumors lately..."

"If you want to know, go see for yourself." Jasper strode forward.

"Let's go!"

"..." Watching Jasper's figure disappear into the distance, Henry smiled and reached out to stroke his beard.

With this delay, those who were supposed to leave should have already left.

"The Dragon King?"

"It seems like it's really hopeless; there's still no movement!"

…………

The fire at the Dragon King Merchant Guild's "Shipbuilding Workshop" did not cause much of a stir in Free Port.

After all, fires, while rare, do happen at the seaside.

But it has already spread among certain groups.

On the surface, Free Port maintains its usual calm, but beneath the surface, undercurrents are beginning to stir.

"Karl!"

"Aya."

Susan came up early in the morning and nodded to the two of them.

"Good morning!" Aya greeted with a smile, holding a bowl.

"Sister Susan, have you had breakfast? If not, could you eat something here to tide you over?"

"I've already eaten." Susan waved her hand.

"Karl, you look great today."

"Yes." Karl nodded.

There's an old saying in my hometown: "When good things happen, people are in high spirits." And recently, I've had some happy events happen to me.

"Really?" Susan wasn't happy at all. She gave a dry laugh and said:

"The city might be a bit chaotic lately. If you feel unsafe, you can go to my shop."

"Aya."

Her expression turned serious:

"Especially you, you must remember this."

"Hmm." Aya's eyes were blank.

"I will."

Lyon and his friends worked at Susan's shop, and she often went there, which made her even more aware of what was going on.

I asked subconsciously:

"Has something happened?"

"Not yet," Susan sighed.

"But later..."

"You never know!"

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Mental Power: 2.71

Source quality: 0.5

……

Mental Power: 2.96

Source quality: 0

0.25 mental strength may not seem like much, but if one were to rely on a fourth-level wizard talent for arduous training, the time required would often be measured in years.

Even with medication, it still takes a long time.

now.

It only takes a single click.

Looking at the disappearing source matter and the increased mental power, Karl took a deep breath, and his excited emotions gradually calmed down.

"A constitution value exceeding 3 qualifies one as a Grand Knight; a mental strength value exceeding 3 theoretically qualifies one as an advanced wizard apprentice, but currently, I haven't mastered six zero-ring wizarding spells."

"Just one more."

"Currently mastered spells include: Light Spell, Shorthand Spell, Analysis Spell, Stealth, Water Manipulation... Zero-level sorcery includes: Lesser Spell Field, Fire Sign, Azure Wave Protection, Water Vortex, and Lesser Mage Hand..."

"I don't have much spare mental energy. Multi-Water Arrow requires too much mental energy, so I'll put that aside for now. I can choose the Arcane Missiles I abandoned earlier. Gravity Distortion and Lesser Eye of Insight are also good options. I'll focus on raising my cultivation level first."

"Once you become a high-level wizard apprentice, the power of your magic will increase greatly, and you will not fear even a peak-level Grand Knight."

With that thought in mind, Karl turned around and went to the dissection room.

"The Windwing Sky Lion is a legendary aquatic, amphibious creature with a complete digestive and excretory system."

"Bloodline model torso..."

"Skull analysis..."

As he murmured, a quill flew out on its own, dipped in ink, and began writing and drawing on the parchment scroll.

Lesser Mage Hand!

The magical model constructed within the Inner Sea of ​​Spirit transforms the ethereal spiritual power into an invisible giant hand.

This hand is as flexible as a human hand; it can hold a quill pen to write and can also hold a huge object to attack.

It is better able to withstand incoming attacks.

It is considered one of the essential spells for every wizard apprentice.

Karl used to think this witchcraft was optional, so he never practiced it. Only after he mastered it did he realize how convenient it was.

Serving tea and water, sweeping the floor and making the bed—all it takes is a thought. It's practically an essential gadget for lazy people.

…………

Swamp Alliance.

Carl, Sybil, and her young apprentice Payne traveled by wooden boat and landed on an island.

"welcome!"

As soon as I disembarked, a thin, elderly woman came to greet me warmly.

"Miss Hibel, Omar talks about you quite often. Haven't you been taking on the patrol job lately?"

"Come visit more often when you have time."

"Yes." Hibel bowed.

"The patrol team gave too few points, so I took on a mission to explore the depths of the Black Swamp. I can only come back once a month. I'm so lucky. I just heard that Omar has been promoted to senior wizard apprentice."

Congratulations!

"Mrs. Wendy, you've taken on a fine apprentice."

Today is a banquet held by Omar after he was promoted to senior wizard apprentice, and many people have been invited.

Carl and Hiber were also among those invited.

"Yes!" Wendy nodded, her face full of smiles.

"I only have a level four wizard talent, but I have taken in a disciple with a level two talent. The key is that she is very filial."

"All I can say is..."

"What great luck!"

"Mrs. Wendy," Carl said, presenting the gift.

"Congratulations!"

"Thank you." Wendy smiled and accepted the gift.

"Mr. Carl, is this your first time on our island? You are free to wander around anywhere except for Omar's residence."

"oh!"

"Dear Steve, you look so handsome today, I'm even a little smitten."

She looked at the new guest, praised him loudly, and then addressed the three of them:

"Omar is chatting with his friends inside. Please make yourselves at home. I have to entertain my guests, so I won't be able to attend to you."

"Mrs. Wendy, you're busy." Sybil nodded and watched her leave.

"tutor."

Little Payne asked curiously:

"Isn't it said that only those who have made great contributions get an island? Why does Mrs. Wendy have an island too?"

Wendy is only a mid-level wizarding apprentice.

Omar had only recently been promoted to senior wizard apprentice, and because he was focused on his training, he rarely participated in missions.

"Besides earning merit, you can also pay to rent a place," Hibel explained, ruffling his hair.

"As the poisonous miasma dissipates, more and more islands are being explored. Since they're just sitting empty anyway, we might as well rent them out to earn some money for the alliance."

You've grown taller again!

"Hehe..." Little Payne scratched his head.

At seven or eight years old, he was growing taller, and Sibel would come back once a month, and each time she came back, she could see obvious changes.

"I want to rent an island someday and invite my mother to live with me."

"That's ambitious!"

Hibel casually made a compliment.

"Lawson!"

"bach!"

……

We encountered many acquaintances along the way, and they all greeted us.

Today's protagonist, Omar, was dressed in a formal suit, his gorgeous and elaborate attire making him stand out in the crowd like a flowing oil painting, radiating dazzling brilliance.

The long purple velvet robe, reaching to the ankles, was exquisitely embroidered with mysterious and enigmatic images outlined in gold and silver threads, clearly imbued with some kind of magic. The lace trim added a touch of delicacy and softness to it.

Her demeanor was elegant and composed, and her smile was as warm and friendly as a spring breeze. This woman, dressed in such finery, naturally became a beautiful sight in the crowd, making it impossible for people to look away.

"Omar!"

Hibel's eyes lit up:

"You look absolutely stunning today; your previous outfits were so plain."

"Hehe..." Omar covered her mouth and chuckled:

"I'm in a good mood today, so I dressed up a bit."

"But you, my friend, have looked increasingly haggard in the last six months. Sometimes you should relax a bit."

As she spoke, her eyes showed pity, and she helped Sybil tidy up the stray hairs at her temples.

In the past six months or so.

Since Sibel was either on patrol or on missions, her skin condition had deteriorated considerably.

His eyes inevitably showed signs of weariness.

"Ugh!"

Hibel waved his hand:

"I'm different from you. I'm not naturally gifted. If I don't do this, my future achievements... I don't want to be like that."

"Take advantage of your youth now, when your body can still be pushed to its limits, so you won't regret it when you're old."

As she spoke, her eyes lit up and became bright and alert:

"Omar, tell me quickly, what does it feel like to become a high-level wizard apprentice? How did you break through?"

"I didn't really feel anything." Omar curled his fingers:

"After constructing the six zero-ring spells, my inner mental sea became more stable and clearer, and the casting of spells became smoother..."

"You'll be here soon too, right?"

"One more course is needed," Hibel whispered.

"You really chose that form of witchcraft?"

"Yes."

"..."

The two whispered among themselves, gradually moving on to the private matters of a young woman, at which point Karl took his leave.

"bach!"

The bloodline wizard Bach remained as solitary as ever, merely nodding expressionlessly when Karl approached.

"I heard you went on a mission too?"

Carl asked curiously:

"You shouldn't be short of magic stones, right?"

By modifying people's bodies, Bach managed to accumulate some wealth, though the costs were also considerable.

"A group of cursed frogs has been discovered deep within the Black Swamp. Analyzing these magical creatures will be of great benefit to me," Bach said in a low voice.

So I went.

Where are you?

Have you crafted any new enchanted items lately? If you find any suitable ones, remember to ask me first.

"Enchanted items aren't so easy to craft." Karl shook his head.

I'll remember to let you know.

"Hmm," Bach replied casually.

"Have you heard?"

"Bunion was kicked out of the Black Swamp after his legs were broken for seducing a female intermediate wizard apprentice."

"Hmm?" Karl frowned.

"When did this happen?"

"A few days ago," Bach said.

"That female intermediate-level wizard apprentice has a fiancé, also a wizard apprentice. When they were found, the two of them were in bed, naked and having sex. Heh..."

"His leg was broken right then and there!"

"Didn't Senior Arthur say anything?" Karl asked.

Bunian's ambiguous relationship with female wizard apprentices has a long history, and it's not uncommon for such things to happen.

However, he was generally sensible in his actions, and with a grandfather who was a high-ranking wizard apprentice, there were usually no major problems.

"Senior Arthur failed in his attempt to become a full-fledged wizard. It's uncertain whether he can even remain an advanced wizard apprentice, and he won't live much longer..." Bach began.

"It may be a bit impolite, but it's the truth, and he can't keep handling these kinds of things for Bunian forever."

"They only broke his legs, not killed him, which was already out of consideration for his grandfather."

Karl nodded slowly.

He had nothing to say about it, but he had expected Bunian's fate; it was only a matter of time.

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly, the crowd behind them erupted in commotion. Many wizard apprentices, their faces beaming with surprise, cheered in hushed tones.

What happened?

The two looked at each other, both with blank expressions.

quickly,

The news then came.

The formal wizard Gunther will soon be giving a free course to the Swamp Alliance members, teaching them a zero-ring spell.

The duration is seven days.

At that time.

Wizard Gunther will explain this Zero Ring magic in detail, ensuring that any listener can master it quickly.

They might even choose two wizard apprentices to help them build spell models.

"Which type of zero-ring witchcraft?"

Karl's New Wave:

"free?"

"Yes!" Bach exclaimed, equally excited.

"It's free and can be mastered quickly. It was created by a zero-ring lesser wizard. Wizard Gunther has the skills of a first-ring wizard, and his understanding of this magic far surpasses that of a wizarding apprentice."

?

Which one?

"Lesser Mage's Hand!"

Karl remained silent. He had only recently completed the construction of this zero-ring sorcery. At the time, there were many parts he didn't understand, and he had to rely on the power of the divine fragments to force his way through.

Damn!

How could it be this kind of witchcraft?

Bach grinned at the sight. He could guess why Karl looked so strange. Many people in the room looked the same way, without exception, they had all practiced Lesser Mage Hand.

fortunately!

He was focused on cultivating bloodline witchcraft, and if he could construct a zero-ring witchcraft this time, he would be one step closer to becoming an advanced wizard apprentice.

Ask for collection!

(End of this chapter)