"............"
Upon hearing Fang Zheng speak, the old man furrowed his brow and stared coldly at Fang Zheng. For a mont, the atmosphere in the entire room beca sowhat tense. However, just then, another voice suddenly erged.
"Oh my, encountering such troubleso matters as soon as I arrive here, it really scares a bit. But folks, isn’t it a little too early for any fighting and killing now?"
With this rather laid-back sounding voice, a Big Beard, dressed quite casually, strode in with a smile, speaking cheerfully. Hearing his words, the old man glanced at him, then silently moved aside, no longer speaking, while Fang Zheng yawned and continued focusing on the ga in front of him.
"Hahaha......
Witnessing this sowhat awkward scene, the Bearded Man scratched his head, revealing a bitter smile. Just then, accompanied by a deep sigh, Lord El-lloi II and his disciple also appeared.
"Whew......this is exhausting......
"Are you alright, Master?"
While massaging his thighs, Lord El-lloi II sat down on the chair beside him, while Gray watched him with so anxiety.
"So weak."
Seeing this, Fang Zheng sneered.
"Even Magicians should train their bodies a bit. Just look at Hana, she’s only a high school girl, and she didn’t complain about being out of breath like you when coming all this way. You can’t even compare to an ordinary female high school student? You still have the face to be called a LORD? Go back and practice your marathon."
"Ugh......"
Listening to Fang Zheng’s ridicule, Lord El-lloi II also smiled awkwardly, unable to respond. Indeed, he was nearly thirty years old, yet his physical strength couldn’t even match a delicate high school girl... this was indeed a bit absurd.
But fortunately, just at this mont, the arrival of a guest finally rescued Lord El-lloi II.
"Long ti no see, LORD El-lloi."
With this voice, a handso man of about 25 or 26 years old, wearing a white suit and having blonde hair and blue eyes, walked in. Upon seeing him, Lord El-lloi II showed a sowhat surprised expression, then helplessly shook his head.
"Please add the ’II’ to the na; carrying just that na alone is too heavy for ."
"You are too humble."
Responding to Lord El-lloi II’s answer, the young man smiled slightly.
"I’ve heard about your activities in the Clock Tower."
At this point, the young man turned his head, and everyone noticed that outside the door behind him, a little girl dressed in a white dress, looking about seven or eight years old, was timidly peeking in, resembling a newly hatched bird glancing around.
"Brother......
Seeing that girl, the blonde and blue-eyed young man gave a gentle smile.
"No worries, Rosalind. Lord El-lloi II is a trustworthy gentleman."
"Okay, alright."
Maybe after hearing those words, the girl relaxed a bit, and she trotted over, giving a slight bow.
"I am Haine’s sister, Rosalind Istali. Please take care of ."
"Ah, hello......
Speaking while nodding, Lord El-lloi II took out a cigar from his coat. But at that mont, Fang Zheng glanced at him.
"Smoking in front of children, you have quite the face, don’t you know secondhand smoke is bad for children’s health?"
"I apologize."
Hearing Fang Zheng speak, Lord El-lloi II also showed an embarrassed expression, then put the cigar away.
"Who is this gentleman......?"
This ti, Haine’s curious gaze turned toward Fang Zheng because it was quite rare for soone to speak to the Lord of the Clock Tower like that and have him obediently comply.
"The representative of the World Tree of a Thousand Realms, Kurotou Hana, this is Red Ponytail."
At this mont, Kurotou Hana stepped up and introduced herself confidently. Upon hearing the na of the World Tree of a Thousand Realms, Haine showed a slightly surprised expression, but said nothing, simply nodding with a smile to both of them.
"Hello, I am Haine Ilista, nice to et you and please take care of ."
Facing Haine’s greeting, Kurotou Hana respectfully bowed in return, while Fang Zheng casually waved his hand. Then, the siblings found a place to sit, and Rosalind seed quite interested in the PSP Fang Zheng was playing with, standing by her brother’s side and occasionally turning her head sneakily to peek at the ga console Fang Zheng was holding.
For a mont, the atmosphere in the reception room returned to calm, but it wasn’t long before another loud voice echoed.
"Ohhh, never thought there’d be so many beauties here!"
Quickly, a young man dressed like a Japanese monk, with an eyepatch over his left eye, laughed boisterously as he walked in, heading toward Gray, Rosalind, Kurotou Hana, and Fang Zheng’s direction.
"I am the practicing monk, Jiroubou Seigen, pleased to et ya."
The monk grinned broadly, filled with energetic humor as he greeted everyone. However, his eyes were fixed unwaveringly on the four girls.
"How about it? Would you like to join for a cup of tea, lovely ladies? The butler said they’ve got so top-notch leaves prepared."
Facing the monk’s invitation, Rosalind timidly hid behind her brother, while Gray also seed a bit embarrassed, hiding in the shadow of Lord El-lloi II, but Hana’s smile remained unchanged.
"Thank you, but I’m not interested in you."
"Oh co on, don’t be that way......let’s make so friends."
"If you keep talking nonsense."
Fang Zheng said casually, pressing the PSP.
"I’ll turn you from a monk into a eunuch."
At this mont, Lord El-lloi II also frowned.
"Being practicing monks, though not exactly the sa, they’re still servants of God, aren’t they? Moreover, I recall Japan’s Shugen-Do considered won as a kind of taboo."
"Apologies, my sister seems scared."
At this mont, Haine also stood up, evidently unwilling to allow such a frivolous monk near the won around them.
Honestly, daring to flirt with won with guardians present, this monk is really asking for trouble, not afraid of everyone here teaming up to beat him up?
Up to now, the invited guests to Severance City had all arrived.
They were......
The representative of the World Tree of a Thousand Realms—Kurotou Hana and Red Ponytail.
The Lord of the House of El-lloi—LORD El-lloi II and his disciple Gray.
The siblings from the Istali Family, a noble house known for Alchemy—Haine Istali and Rosalind Istali.
The magician rcenary, wrapped like a Middle Eastern dumpling with a big beard --- the astrological mage, Fliuga.
The frivolous Japanese monk --- the current Jiroubou Seigen.
Previously faced off directly against Red Ponytail and Kurotou Hana once, the old man sitting in a wheelchair --- the elder of Butterfly Magic, Orlok Sizamong.
"Looks like everyone is here."
At this mont, suddenly, a sweet voice rang out, and everyone raised their heads to look in the direction of the voice. They saw a woman with long black hair, wearing a Japanese kimono, and glasses, standing on the balcony on the second floor, smiling at the crowd.
"Sorry to have kept everyone waiting."
As she spoke, the black-haired woman raised her hand and pushed her glasses.
"I am Kayano Riri from the Clock Tower Law Departnt, designated as the executor of Grywinn Ashurban’s estate."
As soon as those words were said, a commotion broke out among the crowd.
"Little Hong, who is this woman?"
At this mont, Kurotou Hana also leaned towards Fang Zheng’s ear and asked in a low voice.
"No idea, but the Arcane Formation Departnt... is basically the military police of the magician world, right? Regardless, it doesn’t concern us."
While successfully clearing another level, Fang Zheng replied. As he said, the Clock Tower’s Law Departnt may have so influence over magicians, but it’s aningless to the World Tree of a Thousand Realms.
Smiling at the crowd, Kayano Riri took out a letter from her bosom.
"Here, announcing the last will and testant of Grywinn Ashurban."
As she spoke, she glanced at everyone.
"The will consists of three points --- [Query the na of the Angel][Those unable to answer the query shall be stripped by the Angel][The one who holds my Angel shall be the heir to the estate]."
From now on, everything officially begins.
"Phew..." Fang Zheng threw himself onto the soft and comfortable bed, letting out a heavy yawn.
"Feels like a detective novel."
Beside him, Hana took off her outerwear, and sat on the sofa, expressing her feelings. According to that woman nad Kayano, each invitation has an angel na. Those possessing an invitation need to stay in a room corresponding to their na. They then need to find the angel matching their na; whoever finds and identifies the correct na first will be the final heir to the estate.
Following that, Fang Zheng and Hana naturally found the room marked with the angel na from their invitation within the castle and moved in.
"Yes, an ancient castle, inheritance, and calculating heirs; the only thing left is a murder mystery."
Fang Zheng raised his hand, mimicking a shooting gesture.
"However, there is only one truth!"
"Haha, no way, Little Hong, it’s just a novel..."
"You never know."
Ignoring Hana’s rebuttal, Fang Zheng smiled with interest.
"By the way, you saw these magicians today... what do you think of them?"
"Hmm..."
Hearing Fang Zheng’s question, Hana pondered for a mont.
"Everyone has quite a personality, but none seem like bad people. I expected to encounter villains similar to movie antagonists or the Demon King’s subordinates."
"Magicians wouldn’t ever write ’bad’ on their faces; their ethical and moral values differ from others. The divide between the World Tree and the Mage’s Association is rooted in sothing far deeper."
Fang Zheng set down his PSP and continued.
"So, Little Hong, are we really not going to seek the inheritance?"
"Hmm? Are you interested?"
"Of course."
Hana nodded with an excited smile.
"Because it’s like treasure hunting; pretty fascinating, isn’t it?"
"Then do you have any leads on this?"
"Ah..."
Upon hearing this, Hana froze for a mont, then lowered her head in frustration.
"No... Teacher Fiore never taught magic knowledge in this area."
"Naturally, each magician family has its own core magecraft structure and theories. Unless one belongs to the family, understanding the core theories is difficult. The inheritance itself is quite peculiar, don’t you think? Who among us studies angels? Perhaps that person called Wen only lured greedy people here to kill them."
"Eh? Why would he do that?"
"In horror movies, isn’t it common? An ancient evil requires human blood and souls to revive, let alone this old guy’s a magician. Magicians aren’t much different from movie wizards. Given his research on angels, he might want to beco an angel himself and send us to Western Paradise... we’ll see."
"Hmm? What’s wrong, Little Hong?"
"Hmm... I just suddenly thought of sothing interesting."
Staring at the PSP in front of her, Fang Zheng couldn’t help but deliberate. It was sothing she suddenly thought of while chatting with Hana earlier.
As Fang Zheng said, secrecy is a key elent for magicians. Once it’s no longer secretive, the magic effects decrease drastically or even vanish. Hence, each family keeps its core knowledge hidden, leading magicians to kill witnesses during magic releases.
But Fang Zheng suddenly thought of sothing.
What if... all these secrets were exposed?
For example, he could create gas, like Tomb Raider-type adventure gas, or add core magic theory knowledge into online gas, so it spreads like ga intel worldwide. Then what? Would revealing the operations and core knowledge of these magics to all players weaken them, or even negate their effects?
In that case, wouldn’t the Mage’s Association be done for?
And wouldn’t that an using gas to change the world?
If successful, it could increase the God of Gas’ task completion rate and weaken the Mage’s Association — isn’t that a double win?
Although Fang Zheng isn’t very familiar with this world’s magician family situation, does that matter?
After all, she has soone with a direct link to Origin right beside her, feasible indeed.
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