Wizard's Journey

Chapter 397 Armand

Amrand, Isabelle, and Green were strolling around a farm that raises agate snails.

"Huh? Green, is this your soulmate? It's an ancient steel-emblemed myna bird, what a beautiful little creature."

Isabelle smiled.

After thinking for a moment, Isabelle's bracelet rippled, and she took out a magic stone, smiling at Xiao Ba with her big eyes wide open.

It turned out to be a precious spatial magical artifact. Upon seeing this, Grimm's eyes twitched slightly.

It's another scene of feeding Xiao Ba the magic stone.

"While I'm pleased that you recognized my esteemed steel insignia as a myna bird, the little fellow behind you has greatly angered me! Also, take that stone away from your hand; I'm not eating it!"

The myna bird perched on Green's shoulder, squawking loudly in obvious displeasure.

"Okay, okay, okay, get rid of the little guy."

Isabelle seemed to be in a good mood and was quite fond of the beautiful myna bird. She suddenly asked, "Have you eaten the agate snails here?"

"Huh?"

The myna bird watched as giant snails, each about half a meter long, slowly grazed on grass inside the enclosure and asked, "Are you raising them to eat? Um... are they tasty?"

"certainly!"

Isabelle asked with a smile, "Want to try some?"

grunt.

The myna swallowed hard, gazing at the translucent snail meat beneath the agate-like snail shell, imagining itself savoring the fragrant snail meat, and couldn't help but swallow again.

"Alright, since you were so sincere in inviting Eighth Master, I'll accept your apology."

Little Eight flew from Green's shoulder to Isabelle's hand. Isabelle smiled and ordered the knight in charge of feeding the agate snails inside the enclosure, "Open the enclosure."

"yes!"

The knight carrying feed not far away clearly knew Isabelle's noble status. He dropped the feed and immediately ran over to open the fence.

Isabelle smiled at the eight little ones in her palm and said, "Look, which one suits your taste?"

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the other side.

Green and Amrund walked side by side as if taking a leisurely stroll, but now, hundreds of years later, the two, who were both officially recognized wizards with extraordinary status, had gone in different directions.

Dressed in exquisite jewels and wearing a golden crown, he exuded solemnity and composure. His skin was so smooth and fair that it seemed as if every inch of it had been meticulously groomed. In his eyes, Green saw four words: the rules of power.

Using resources to issue high-level tasks and inviting higher-level wizards to complete the tasks according to their own will is also a way for lower-level wizards to manipulate higher rules!

Amrand's jeweled attire was clearly not merely decorative.

The undisguised magical energy emanating from Amrund surprised Grimm, who was standing to the side. Amrund's magical energy was stronger than his own, who was wielding the Ram Horned Skull Magic Wand, wearing the Secret Disc Wizard Hat, and the Mask of Truth.

This guy...

In contrast, Grimm, in his wide, sand-like wizard robes, walked step by step with his magic wand in hand. Though his eyes, beneath the mask of truth, were more profound, mysterious, and wise than before, he was still just one of countless wizards.

"Hehe, Green, you have no idea, those guys just now were saying that they would punish me according to the family rules for neglecting a distinguished guest, a first-class honor medal demon hunter, because of me."

Amrand twirled the red gemstone ring on his ring finger as he quipped.

A hissing laugh came from beneath the mask of truth as he walked along with Amrund, taking in the sights of his surroundings.

Now, Green has finally seen the true power of Wizard Coins.

"What is this?"

Green pointed to a large patch of bamboo-like plants, about seven or eight meters tall, in the distance and asked.

These plants emitted a strange smell, which, although it was an indescribable odor to humans, was something Green, an expert in the "Scent Atlas," knew that this scent perception was merely his own illusion.

"Oh, this is sulfur orchid. The family is responsible for turning it into a kind of sedative consumable. In some worlds ruled by lightning elemental creatures, it is very popular with the rulers and can earn a lot of local precious resources or wizard coins."

After speaking, Amrand raised his hand from his elegant sleeve and swept it over the entire vast agate snail garden and sulfur grass garden.

"These two estates are managed by Belle, and they deal in the most popular goods in other worlds, which she inherited from her father."

After saying that, Amrund pointed to a large manor in front of him and said, "I traveled to the World Tree a few hundred years ago. After I came back, I developed a new product, which was quite successful. My family is planning to vigorously develop my product here."

The World Tree, also known as the World of Trees, is a very famous world within the Wizarding Alliance.

The entire world is supported and perched on by a giant tree, and all living things in the world live around this giant tree.

Green couldn't help but wonder if this World Tree was a mutated World Heart.

After all, in the endless world, anything is possible.

Overall, the life force of this World Tree has reached an unbelievable level, which is why it is so famous within the Wizarding Alliance that even some wizarding apprentices have heard of it.

Of course, such a powerful World Tree also has its inevitable weakness: it can never truly descend to other worlds.

"Oh?"

Green showed some interest and, led by Amlund, headed toward another manor in the distance.

A giant balloon airship occasionally flew across the sky, casting a large shadow.

The manor was supported and protected by a giant defensive shield. At this time, the seventh ring of the Wizarding World was in the sweltering heat of summer, but the temperature inside the shield remained frigid.

The ground was covered with minerals, and a soft, jelly-like creature was constantly wrapping itself around these minerals and feeding on them.

"Yes, it's them, these creatures that exude life. Their excrement is something that some of the World Tree's spirits really like. And the things I use to process this excrement are nothing more than cheap ores that are readily available in another world."

Shaking his head, Amrund gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"If we don't count the transportation and spare parts, just by simply reselling it like this, it generates a hundredfold profit, making it one of the most profitable products in the family."

One hundred times the profit!

Green asked incredulously, "Such high profits are really too unbelievable."

Even a wizard like Green, who had never had any business experience, could imagine that a hundredfold profit would probably be enough to make some wizards abandon their research on the path of truth and join such trade instead.

Amrand looked at Green, but continued, "However, even after accounting for transportation costs, it's only double the profit. The remaining 98 layers of profit are deducted from the Holy Tower World teleportation array."

At that moment, Amrund's words were full of self-deprecation.

"I once thought I had grasped a secret to changing the rules of the world, but in the end I found that it was just an insignificant part of the rules set by the great True Spirit Wizard who created them. No matter how much profit a family reaps, it is just completing the follow-up work for the Holy Tower that has developed the rules of trade in other worlds. I think... I chose the wrong path."

Green stared at Amlund in astonishment.

This guy's original ideal was to use resources and interests to change the world rules among wizards?

From the perspective of mortal wisdom, if the wizarding world were simply governed by contractual rules, this might indeed be achievable, but reality...

Ultimately, the wizarding world is ruled by true spirit wizards, not for any other reason than their overwhelming power stemming from their superior level of existence.

"Tell me, after all these years, why have you suddenly come here? Don't tell me you suddenly remembered me. Now you are a first-class honor medal demon hunter wizard with great power over demon hunting expeditions, while I am just a resource-rich arcane wizard in the wizarding world. I can no longer affect you."

After taking Green on a tour of the three estates he and his wife managed for two full hourglasses, Amlund finally asked this question so bluntly.

That's just how dark wizards are.

Green looked at Amlund and said solemnly, "I want to make a deal with you."

"What kind of deal?"

Amlund asked, but Green remained silent with his head down, seemingly unsure how to express himself.

Amrand frowned. "Perhaps I should rephrase my question: What can you offer me, and what do you need in return?"

Nodding, Green said, "What I can offer you is information access through my Medal of Honor, which surpasses even the Space Fortress Operations Command. I'll provide you with information on each world conquered during the Demon Hunter Expedition. With your intelligence, I believe you'll reap considerable rewards in the long run."

After a pause, Green continued, "What I need your help with is to provide me with sufficient resources when I need to cultivate and reproduce a large number of civilian humans to advance to the level of a Saintly Mark Wizard."

"you……"

Amlund pointed at Green.

"You actually plotted to become a Saint-level Wizard while you were still a Level One Wizard! How did you know you would advance...?"

Amrund stared at Green, his pupils suddenly contracting, and he murmured in disbelief, "Is this the kind of forward-thinking wisdom my mentor spoke of that allows us to leverage the rules? Sacrificing a small benefit now to unlock limitless benefits in the future!"

(End of this chapter)