Wizard: I crush legends with martial arts.

Alphonse then thought of another problem, "Edson, you fly fast, could you take me to Fantalia first and bring back a batch of mithril from there? As long as we have enough mithril, Master Godin can set up a constant spatial teleportation array here. If he can avoid participating in the attack on Gaiana Prison and return to Coldwind Territory with us, we can also set up an array there. When we come back, we can teleport directly, which will save us some time."

Master Godin's current strength hasn't even reached the Master level yet, and we don't need his combat power to take over Gaiana Prison. I believe he can also distinguish between what's important and what's not. As long as we can successfully assassinate Lorolit, even if it delays the operation, it's acceptable.

"Mithril? I have some right here!" Edson waved his hand, and a large, irregularly shaped silver block, taller than the Alphonse man, appeared in front of him.

Alphonse stared in astonishment at the mithril before him. It was a bright silver color, but its surface also had a deep blue halo, like the shimmering light of stars in the depths of the universe.

Under the light, the blue halo seemed to flow slowly.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

My palms felt a strange coolness, as if I were touching the cold moonlight.

Alphonse had seen mithril before, but only on weapons or armor; he had never seen such a large piece.

Even a tiny bit of mithril mixed into a metal weapon can make it an excellent magical weapon. If a mage can carve a magic circle on the weapon with mithril, it becomes an excellent magical weapon.

"Is that enough?" Edson chuckled. "I have more. You've probably heard that we dragons love collecting all sorts of shiny things."

"Whether it's enough or not, we'll have to ask Master Godin to find out."

Alphonse hadn't expected Edson to be carrying mithril, which saved him a lot of trouble. "Let's dispel the spell first, I'll call it over."

With a flick of his finger, the light barrier surrounding the two disappeared.

"Master Godin! Please come here for a moment, I have something important to discuss with you!" Alphonse called out from afar.

Master Godin, who was engrossed in inscribing a magic circle, turned his head and was taken aback. Beside Alphonse and Edson, there was a large piece of metal, which was none other than the rare mithril.

Although he didn't understand what Alphonse wanted to discuss, Master Godin stopped what he was doing and ran over.

Edson smiled and activated the barrier again, saying to Master Godin, "I didn't expect you to be a mage skilled in spatial magic. That's a very rare talent."

"It's just average, passable." Master Godin grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

It looks somewhat smug, though you could call it modesty, and it's grinning like a husky.

There was no need to hide the matter of Edson seeking help from Master Godin, so Alphonse briefly explained the situation.

Master Godin was shocked to hear that Alphonse and Edson were planning to risk going to the palace to assassinate the reclusive sage Grocchi and the treacherous minister Lollolith.

"Lord Edson, do you possess the artifact 'Arena of Destiny'?"

"It's not in my hands right now, but I have a way to get it." Edson kept everyone in suspense, without going into details.

Alphonse had no idea that the method Edson mentioned would be the effect of a divine artifact; he had initially thought it was because Edson could use spatial magic.

Come to think of it, if it knew spatial magic, it wouldn't need to fly.

"Please be sure to take me with you when you go to the palace!"

As he spoke, Master Godin gave a sly smile.

Alphonse could guess with a grain of salt that this "old fox" was definitely planning to leave a spatial mark in the palace.

Edson didn't mind bringing an extra wolf and immediately agreed, but Master Godin wouldn't be able to participate in the subsequent battle.

Master Godin added, "My magic circle is almost finished. Once I send Lord Sharibel and the others over, I'll come back immediately to complete the magic circle. I won't participate in this operation. I'll hand Maria over to Theon, which will give them more support in their attack on Gaiana Prison."

Maria the Puppet is the strongest fighting force of the Red Forest Party, and Theon, as Master Godin's student, naturally has the authority to command her.

Master Godin is mentally prepared to go on an adventure with Edson and Alphonse.

With everything agreed upon, Master Godin hurried off to finish his unfinished work.

Hearing that Alphonse wanted to use Edson's flying ability to return to Coldwind Territory, Sharibel summoned Sera away.

Alphonse didn't understand what his brother-in-law wanted to tell Sera, and he couldn't help with setting up the spatial array, so he could only chat idly with Edson.

We still managed to glean quite a bit of information from Edson.

Dragons do not need to cultivate. As long as they do not die prematurely, they will live obediently and grow along the way. Through sleeping and changing their scales, they can receive the inheritance of their ancestors and thus possess extremely powerful strength.

However, it can only stop at the peak of the master level and cannot advance to the legendary level. To go further, it involves the secret it mentioned.

Alphonse could only sigh that the dragon race was indeed a uniquely blessed race.

Edson, however, felt that the dragons' talents were far inferior to those of humans.

Although the strongest individuals of all races are inferior to those of the dragon race at the same level, it still takes at least one or two hundred years for an adult dragon to reach the peak of the master level.

The strongest among humans require much less time.

That comes down to population size. The number of humans is far greater than that of dragons, so it's only natural that a few geniuses would emerge.

Furthermore, not all of the legendary Star Dragon Eight Swordsmen were legendary powerhouses.

Only the Dragon Clan's "Sorrowful Wind Sword Saint" Xing Mashida ascended to the Legendary rank through his own abilities. The others were merely blessed by the gods, who bestowed upon them divine power, thus granting them strength comparable to Legendary powerhouses, which is a limitation.

According to Edson, those who are favored by the gods should be called pseudo-legends.

In Edson's view, these were not secrets at all, but Alphonse listened with great interest.

A thought also arose in his mind: if that's the case, then he could be considered a chosen one of the god Oshoon.

But ever since that time in the dream when he received help from the god of the underworld and replenished his necromantic energy, he has never received any further enlightenment, and he has no idea what the god is thinking.

I hate this kind of rambling nonsense the most. They don't speak clearly and I have no idea what they're muttering.

Of course, compared to divine gifts, Alphonse still hopes to ascend to legendary status through his own strength.

Ultimately, one must rely on oneself! (End of Chapter)