Star Forge Titan

Based on the unknown texts from the "Northern Witch Doctors" and the reference suggestions left by Ivan, Afrediya took the first step in the century-long plan of "universalizing extraordinary education."

Relying on the large number of civilian intellectuals trained by the Royal Academy in the first ten years, and using them as seeds and teachers, the 43rd Demon King opened free popular science education in major cities and towns across the country. Those who achieved outstanding results could receive direct commendations from the Gusmith royal family, and the whole family could enjoy relevant tax reduction policies in the following years.

What this brought about was a nationwide learning craze.

Yes, Alvin did not leave behind any vicious schemes to make the enemy country collapse on its own, nor did he leave behind any innovative ideas that could inspire new social trends. Instead, he left behind a comprehensive education plan that lasted for two hundred years.

Even in his previous life's game, Alvin had never heard of an ancient dragon dying of old age, nor had he seen an aging Titan.

Therefore, for these two people with long lifespans, they can definitely set their sights on a future that is countless times longer than that of ordinary politicians.

The boy thought he was not the kind of person who could scheme and plan things, but as a person from modern society, he knew better than anyone else in this era the powerful power that education and knowledge could bring.

That is the power that can truly change a nation, a country, and even the world.

After hearing Catherine's words, Conrad's expression became very subtle.

His Majesty the Happy King actually agreed wholeheartedly with the scathing attack that "Linde's future is likely to be ruined because of the idiot on the throne." He actually didn't want to take the throne, really.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the eldest son and the only male descendant of the Carolingian royal family of this generation, and that he had the full support of an old prince who had lived for hundreds of years, Conrad would have just wanted to live a peaceful life like a tropical fish in a fish tank.

However, regarding the completely unexpected policy of 'universal literacy and universal education', he felt a surge of excitement like an electric shock throughout his body.

"Tsk, there must be a master behind Elrond." His Majesty the Emperor, whose ideal is to live like a tropical fish, said with emotion.

What others may see is that the Elrond people are going crazy again, just like the national magic transformation they carried out in the past, doing completely meaningless stupid things.

Most of the Linde nobles believed that, aside from their strength, the lower-level demons of Elrond were far inferior to true transcendents, and were a waste of magical resources. They were only further baffled by this new policy. Shouldn't the people simply obey orders and do their bidding? Why should they be given power and knowledge? Wouldn't that only create trouble for their rule?

But Conrad was different. He truly understood something from it and speculated that this seemingly incomprehensible policy could bring about tremendous social changes.

"This is a clever way of being lazy that I couldn't have thought of. It makes me so envious." Conrad raised his hands to cover his eyes, and with a smile on his lips, he sighed sincerely.

"Envy?" Catherine looked at her cousin beside her in confusion.

She could understand that after years of implementing a policy like universal education, a large number of talented people would inevitably be cultivated, but how did this have anything to do with laziness? Even the Emperor, who sought a tranquil life like a tropical fish, began to envy her.

"Yeah, I'm super envious." Conrad nodded seriously.

"Think about it, if everyone could read, wouldn't newspapers be sold to more people?"

"That's true, but I still don't quite understand what you're trying to say?" Catherine shook her head vigorously, and her golden diamond-shaped braid slapped against her cousin's face, making the latter howl, while the confused expression on her face became more and more obvious.

"Okay, okay, silly sister, let me, your smart brother, explain to you the lazy trick I can see from this." Conrad rubbed his face and continued with a little pride:

"That is to say, by then, as a ruler, I can directly use newspapers to tell more people what I want to say without going through the bureaucracy. Think about what this means? If everyone has a newspaper in their hands, I only need to move my hands to publish a few news items and communicate with them directly." Speaking of this, Conrad couldn't help but move his ten fingers quickly with a beaming expression.

"Hey!?" Catherine was stunned for a moment, then slowly began to understand.

"By then, I'll only need to sit in the palace and my influence will reach every corner of the country." Conrad frowned again.

"Forget it. If I think about it carefully, it seems that I will get into other troubles. So let it be." He softened like a boneless sea cucumber again.

"Keep going! You haven't even finished half of your story?!" Catherine's eyes widened. She felt that her cousin's thoughts seemed to have jumped to a level that she had not noticed.

This bastard lazy guy is obviously smart enough to see through the times, but he just watches.

Why are you just watching!?!

She pushed him in annoyance, but Conrad didn't seem angry at all. Instead, it reminded her of another problem that she hadn't figured out before.

Catherine crossed her arms and turned to look to the side. Not long after, she suddenly stood up!

"I see!"

"Yeah, then someone will definitely start a war of words with me by publishing another newspaper, and they will probably make up all kinds of rumors and false news. You know, refuting rumors is much more difficult than making them, so it's troublesome just thinking about it." Conrad thought she finally understood what he wanted to say.

"Huh? Is that so? No, I'm talking about something else." Catherine was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand to indicate that she hadn't thought about the previous topic at all. Anyway, you lazy guy wouldn't do it, so no matter how good the idea was, it would only remain at the level of idle chat and entertainment.

"It's the case of the Abagnon factory." Her Royal Highness the Duchess, who had just joined the Ninth Public Security Department and had personally visited the scene, waved her hand majestically.

"It involved a strange transcendent being with powers that rivaled those of demons. I had a subtle sense of déjà vu at the time, and now I suddenly understand."

"What is it?" Conrad sat up straight and looked quite interested, but Catherine rolled her eyes at him. She knew that her cousin was just bored and was not interested in the case itself at all.

"It's that bastard rowing the boat!" the Duchess said through gritted teeth.

"That psychopath who can create five-meter-high waves with his rowing boat!"

Chapter 47: Underground Race (Part 2)

Did his idiot instinct kick in? Conrad complained in his mind.

He had thought of this possibility a long time ago, but he never told anyone else because there was no need.

Compared to a supernatural being of unknown origin, the appearance of a cultist in Lutetia was a more serious matter. He didn't even care about the latter, let alone the former.

Anyway, the sheriffs of Welsh Field will take care of this. And if all else fails, isn't there still the great, shining Temple of Light?

Thinking of this, Conrad's face showed a hint of sarcasm.

So, he might as well just be a lazy and happy king.

"So are you going to catch him? Catch that extraordinary person who can make you cry for a long time with just one punch? Like a little mouse trying to put a collar on a cat?" Connor asked jokingly.

He liked his cousin's personality very much, because she always lived more freely and directly than himself. She didn't need any masks and would express her opinions in the most direct way. Whether she agreed or rejected, she was like an arrow shot from a bow, flying only in the direction she was originally aimed at.

However, Conrad's love is sometimes expressed in the form of mischievous pranks and teasing. In a sense, this is also a manifestation of his refusal to grow up and his resistance to the outside world.

This guy seemed to have discovered a new interest. For a moment, he even forgot about the underground magic car race that was about to begin.

"Of course we have to arrest this guy. He's a major suspect in illegal immigration." Catherine rolled her eyes at her cousin, but didn't get angry at his teasing.

Her father was very busy and died early, so she grew up in the Carolingian royal court. Therefore, this brother, who was several years older than her, was like an elder brother and a father to her in a sense.

But this eldest brother sometimes seems very unreliable.

"But..." The Duchess with blond hair shook her head again.

"If they are willing to help find the whereabouts of those cultists, we can consider pardoning them for smuggling into the country. But then we'll have to find some lazy bastard to help us." Catherine said unhappily, glancing at her cousin.

"Alas, I'm a lazy guy, but I'm the best at 'stamping'. It's not too much trouble. If you really can't do it, you can stamp it yourself when you're covering for me." Conrad waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Don't mention it. The last time I covered for you, I was worried that I would be exposed. I always felt that the look in that sharp-eyed Chancellor's eyes was not right, and wearing a men's wig is really uncomfortable." Catherine complained dissatisfiedly.

"Taking over the shift" was obviously a whisper between the two of them, and even the guards around them didn't hear it. Conrad naturally didn't say much, as he was used to it.

"Ahaha, so that I can escape occasionally and breathe the free air, I have to trouble my dearest cousin." As he said this, the lazy guy who envied the life of tropical fish rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but reveal a smile full of evil taste.

"But, my older, unmarried sister, if the stowaway is a handsome young man, don't let him be taken away by a wild man like in those knight novels written by those writers."

"Watch the game! Watch the game!" Catherine shouted with her face flushed.

Well, in a sense, Duchess Catherine, who was still unmarried at the age of 24, was indeed close to being an older unmarried young woman in the imperial social circle.

So, she has recently started to face the frustrating problem of being pressured to get married.

While the Duchess was trying to get rid of the topic of urging marriage under the pretext of watching the game, the underground magic car race was about to begin.

Buzz, inside the Hope, Diana was checking all aspects of the vehicle's performance, confirming that this magic car could complete the course in the best condition, while the timid Tom sitting in the passenger seat seemed even more silent than usual.

"Big sister, I..." Tom hesitated to speak.

Diana asked without turning her head, staring intently at the dashboard.

At this moment, the sharp whistle indicating the start of the game suddenly reached their ears, and Diana could not hear what Tom said clearly.

"What did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly." When the noise outside disappeared, Diana raised her head and looked at the mage apprentice who had fallen silent again.

"...Nothing." Tom was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and stopped talking.

"The Mage Tower is collecting money again? Take an extra cent of the bonus this time." Although Diana's face was expressionless as usual, the concern in her tone was obvious.

"Oh yes, we've found someone to operate the magic engine. I know you've always wanted to be a respectable transcendent. If you really don't want to participate in such illegal activities in the future, you don't have to come."

"Thank you, big sister." This was all Tom could say in the end.

At this time, the silver Hope had arrived at the starting line. Racing girls in revealing clothes and holding various billboards were shuttling back and forth between the vehicles, occasionally casting a coquettish glance at the drivers or the audience.

As a woman, Diana was surrounded by the largest number of racing girls because of her short hair and heroic dress.

Not far to their right was the orange-yellow triangular magic car. Sitting atop it was Gore House, so vicious and sinister that he left a circle of space around him. However, he paid no attention to such matters and even had the leisure to make a threatening gesture of slitting his throat at the two men.

The other underground magic car drivers also made various rude gestures to each other, just like a group of hungry wolves about to start biting each other, showing their sharp teeth and barking at each other before the real battle started.

But Diana completely ignored these people, and the expression on her face became more and more indifferent, like a beam of moonlight isolated from the world, cold and with undisguised arrogance.

"Ready!" The referee raised the red signal flag high.

The racing girls holding signs quickly left the track filled with magic cars. The various roars from the magic engines gathered together, like thunder coming from the horizon, dull but containing unparalleled power.

And this is just the beginning. When the underground magic car race really begins, the low hum of those engines will instantly transform into the sharpest whistles, like a group of eagles taking off and flying across the sky!

"Start!" the referee shouted and waved the signal flag vigorously.

In an instant, all the magic engines were pushed to maximum power by the co-pilot's own magic power, and the shrill sound rushed straight into the sky.

At that moment, the air vibrated, the wind howled, as if the sky itself was being hammered! Even the clouds floating above the stadium seemed to be completely shredded by the sharp whistling sound.

The audience also cheered loudly. Everyone was swept up in the fanatical atmosphere at the same moment. Even Conrad, who was as salty as a tropical fish, couldn't help but stand up straight.

Everyone screamed as they watched the magic cars rush out of the starting line like lightning, crowding each other to grab the best route.

Only one car remained parked, the silver Hope, motionless and silent, without even the sound of its engine.

"Oh oh oh, what are we seeing? The ruler of the Salt Park track, our witch lady actually failed to start!" The commentator's voice, amplified by magic, seemed particularly harsh at this moment.

"Big sister, I, I, I, I didn't mean it!" Cold sweat oozed from Tom's forehead. He was frantically inputting magic power to adjust the engine. The expression on his face was stiff and tense, as if he was wearing a fixed false mask.

"Don't worry, we can catch up." Even faced with such a major crisis, Diana still appeared calm and composed.

After a few seconds, the Hope finally started, but the handmade magic engine made of discarded parts now made a strange sound that was different from ordinary ones.

The voice was unstable and even seemed a little violent, but it was filled with an extremely terrifying sense of danger. It was like a ignited alchemical explosive that could erupt with indiscriminate destructive power at any time.

The Silver Hope roared all the way out of the starting line, and the terrifying sound reached the ears of other racers from far away.

This made the expressions on their faces even more tense, as if they were being chased by a white lion whose fur was shining in the sun. Their hearts beat faster and faster, and cold sweat broke out all over their bodies.

"Here it comes! It's the witch's scream! It seems that even if the start fails, the fear of the Salt Witch still hangs over the hearts of all the contestants!"

The commentator wanted to remain rational and objective, but when he saw the silver magic car screaming and running in a way that was closest to the theoretically perfect route, constantly overtaking various magic cars one after another, he finally couldn't help but roar excitedly, completely no longer concealing his true identity as a witch fan.

"At this moment, they weren't the only ones feeling fear. Thunder Joey, Flame Speedster Michael, Lightning Flett, every loser who had been trampled and crushed by the witch's wheels, they all felt the same fear! Cheer! Celebrate! Fear! The silver devil is catching up!!!"

The commentator's arrogant shouting increased the tension in the other drivers to the extreme. Finally, someone seemed to be too nervous and made an operational error, and a big problem occurred when entering a dangerous corner.

Of course, what Gore House did as he sped past the accident car in his orange magic car, out of sight of the referees, was something only he knew. In any case, up until that point, he had been closely following the other car, always maintaining a dangerous distance.

In short, the disc-shaped magic car slid sideways and rushed out of the runway. After hitting a rock, the whole car rolled over and bounced high, and then fell heavily to the ground like a meteorite.

Inside the damaged magic engine, various magical materials were unstable and incompletely burned, causing a violent conflict between the different magical energies. Ultimately, the mixture evolved into the most chaotic and violent primordial magic. This turbulent primordial magic only remained stable for a hundredth of a second before it quickly erupted into a blazing and dazzling fireball, completely engulfing the entire magic vehicle, including the driver!

Boom! With a loud bang, all that was left was a burning fireball and a large, sunken crater with obvious explosion marks radiating outward.

"Ah!" Tom screamed. Before he even had time to react, he found that the Hope had rushed to the leading echelon in the front.

"Focus!" Diana shouted in a deep voice. When she saw the fireball through the rearview mirror, a heavy look flashed in her eyes.

However, the Salt Witch did not stop moving forward. Car accidents like this are almost commonplace for underground racers.

Don't those unidentified donors who provide technical and financial support to underground racers want to see this most realistic and brutal collision performance? Those strange magical vehicle design ideas always need to be put into actual use to obtain the most valuable first-hand data.

Yes, the underground racing scene wasn't just supported by illegal gambling; it also came from various factions of extraordinary people, now known as major magical device research institutes, with bearer checks and faceless technical consultants. They needed enough fearless individuals to help them test their new designs.

The closer we get to the Lutetia Youth Magic Car Competition, the more work like this becomes, so this competition will be held during the day because there will be another additional competition in the evening!

Diana's breathing became slightly heavier, the intense pressure from the rapid speed almost pressing her into the seat. The work clothes that Sister Teresa had sewn for her didn't completely block out the outside world, and she could almost feel the wind and sand whistling past outside the car.

The girl's slender figure was totally out of tune with the surrounding silver mechanical structure, but at this moment, it seemed as if she had completely merged into one. She was like a steel angel clad in metal, riding heavy wings made of iron blocks, and bursting out at a top speed that broke the limit at a low altitude close to the ground!

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer magic cars around, until only three were left chasing each other.

At the front of the group, temporarily leading the pack, was a white magic car that Diana had never seen before. Its white exterior was adorned with many gorgeous golden decorations, and the sound of the magic engine inside was extremely quiet.

The whole car is like a ball of light flying on the ground, fast, silent and quite dazzling.

The only other vehicle left was the Viper, driven by his old rival, Gore House. As its name suggests, this magical vehicle, painted in the dangerous colors of a wasp and with a triangular structure, was named the Viper.

This dangerous and deadly snake, found in the western region of Linde, is a very successful predator in nature.

And Gore House, who drives the magic car Viper, has a heart as vicious as that of the Viper.

As the Hope and the Viper raced side by side, Gore House gave Diana a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, as if telling his competitors a terrifying warning: "You're next."

But Diana was completely unmoved by this. She just devoted herself to driving and didn't care about the strong malice expressed by her competitors.