Wizard: I crush legends with martial arts.

"Master Godin, I thought you were a pioneer of reform when you gave Duke Lambeld your theory." Alphonse finally understood why he had felt so uncomfortable at the time.

It was all because the way Master Godin spoke was like he was brainwashing Lambeld, and these theories were exactly what Duke Lambeld wanted to hear, playing right into his hands.

But he spoke with such conviction, as if he already had a template.

"If needed, I can be!" Master Godin grinned, revealing a sly smile.

There was once a meme circulating online of a husky's eerie smile, and Master Godin is exactly like that now.

Master Godin beckoned Maria over to refill his teacup, and then said, "This isn't a theory I came up with; it's an ongoing institutional reform in the magic kingdom of Tradnoa."

The magicians of Tradnoa believed that class divisions and differential treatment of different races would hinder the development of magic, so they proposed various measures to eliminate all disputes and conflicts and re-establish the system.

Therefore, the original aristocratic lord system was abolished and replaced by a magical council. The lords of each city were appointed as administrators by individuals with strong political abilities, and this proved to be the right decision! In Tradnoa, the implementation of government decrees was far more efficient!

After saying that, he let out a long sigh. "Speaking of which, I'm still a wanted criminal in Tradnoia."

Alphonse asked in surprise, "Master Godin, what were you doing over there?"

Master Godin put down his teacup and sighed, "That was more than ten years ago. It was just my bad luck. I was collecting magical materials in Tradnoa, wanting to modify Maria. As a result, I witnessed a fierce battle in the border area. One of the sides was the demons. Although the demon was repelled, all those who fought him were killed or wounded. I couldn't save a single one."

It was because I was checking if anyone was still alive on the battlefield that the mage troops who arrived later misunderstood me and thought I was the murderer. Unable to defend myself, I was hunted down by the mage legion and barely managed to escape to Izmir.

Later, I learned that the people who were attacked and killed were the King of Tradnoia, the local governor, and their accompanying guards. They were on an inspection tour of the border territory when the accident occurred.

That's why, when I was seriously injured, I encountered Theon, who was still a child, and he saved me. Out of gratitude for his kindness, I took him in as my student.

It's the demons again!

Alphonse fell into deep thought. If that's the case, then the demons had already appeared in the human world more than a decade ago, initiating their conspiracy.

Over the past ten years or so, no one knows what they have been preparing for.

Master Godin suddenly shouted to the side, "Oates, don't pluck Maria's hair, that's my hair! And don't even think about getting a hair transplant, you don't have that function! The parts in your head are very delicate, if you break them, they'll be hard to repair!"

Alphonse was taken aback and looked back.

Oates's hand had just left Maria's short hair, his metal fingers twirling as if savoring the feel of the touch, while his other hand was still stroking his own bald metal head.

I've always thought Oates was pretty reliable.

This is the first time I've seen him be so unreliable.

Although there are reasons why I don't let it out often.

Is it because they saw someone of their own kind that they felt curious?

Maria didn't seem to resist, letting him do as he pleased.

Both being self-aware puppets, Oates seems to be more agile.

After stopping Oates, Master Godin stood up. "We've finished talking, and I don't think you want to hear this old man ramble on. We should prepare to head to the border of Fantalia to rescue your companions."

Alphonse didn't think much of it; as the saying goes, "old people talk more, and old trees have more roots," and Master Godin's tendency to ramble on was perfectly natural.

What should we prepare?

"It's not about rescuing your companions, it's just about teleporting there to save some travel time," Master Godin said leisurely.

"Can we teleport there directly?" Alphonse was taken aback. What was the point of all that trouble he had gone through to get to the Red Forest Party's stronghold?

"After all, Fantalia was once my hometown. My home is still there, and I've thought about going back, but I'm blocked by the mist barrier, and my power has decreased too much. I can come out, but I can't go back. So, I can only set up a spatial mark on the border, thinking that maybe one day the barrier will dissipate, and I can go back to the magic tower to take a look," Master Godin said. "Teleporting you with me requires setting up a spatial array, which is much more troublesome than me doing spatial jumps alone, and it also requires a lot of magic power. We need to hunt some high-level magical beasts and seize their magic crystal cores as the energy source for the array."

"Why didn't Theon tell me this sooner! Then we wouldn't have had to travel day and night to get here!" Alphonse was already quite annoyed, having wasted more than ten days for nothing.

"This can't be blamed on Theon; he doesn't know exactly where I left my spatial mark," Master Godin quickly explained to his disciple.

Alphonse's anger subsided immediately. It seemed that Master Godin had held back some information about Theon, probably because Theon lacked the talent to learn spatial magic, which was why he hadn't told him about it.

With a wave of his hand, a large pile of magic crystals appeared out of thin air and piled up on the ground.

"Is this enough?"

Master Godin nodded repeatedly in astonishment, "I never imagined Lord Alphonse had such a vast collection of magic crystals! More than enough! More than enough!"

It has sensed that these magic crystal cores contain considerable magical power and are of very high quality.

Although most of it is dark magic, that doesn't matter. Just add a conversion rune when setting up the magic circle.

Little did they know that this was not all that was stored in Alphonse's spatial ring. These were just crystals left behind by "minor" monsters in the Basker Grand Labyrinth. The real gems were yet to be shown to Alphonse.

"With these magic crystals, there's no need to hunt." Master Godin walked to the pile of crystals, picked up two, played with them for a moment, and then added, "It's not that I need Lord Alphonse to provide the materials to set up the teleportation array, it's just that my stockpile was all used up when I was being chased by that demon while escaping the palace."

"It's alright," Alphonse waved his hand.

Anyway, I plan to sell these magic crystals for money.

If it can be put to use, then so be it.

Immediately, doubts arose in his mind. The condition proposed by Master Godin was only to assist the Red Forest Party in breaking through the Gaiana Prison, not to help Kaeti restore his country.

Could it be that it is confident in dealing with the demon who wreaked havoc in the palace? (End of Chapter)