Little Mouse Showed Off

Isaac glanced at the battle below the city wall, which was about to end, and silently shook his head. As expected, in a world of the extraordinary, individual strength could surpass the masses!

Caesar was merely half a step away from becoming a High Knight—not even a true High Knight yet—yet he had cleanly slaughtered over ninety Quasi-Knights, more than a dozen knights, and over a hundred unranked magical creatures in the blink of an eye, as easily as chopping vegetables.

One could imagine just how powerful he would become once he advanced to a High Knight...

Though the battle had not quite ended yet, Isaac had already lost interest in watching. Rather than waste time here, he might as well return to the Mage Tower and continue his research. His Flesh Mimicry research had hit a bottleneck, but fortunately, he had plenty of other projects to switch to.

However, just as Isaac was about to turn around and return to the Mage Tower to continue his research, his eldest sister, Sheryl, called out to him.

"Wait a little longer before going back. Father will be here soon, so let's welcome him first." As she spoke, Sheryl suddenly noticed the Demon Rat on Isaac's shoulder and could not help showing a stunned expression. "Authority? Your rat possesses Authority?"

Upon hearing that, Remington, who had still been looking "unbelieving," abruptly turned his head and stared even more incredulously at the rat on Isaac's shoulder, his eyes wide as saucers!

What the hell?

Authority?

Wasn't that something only High Knights and High Wizards were qualified to wield?

Compared to the shocked Remington and Sheryl, Isaac was much calmer. He put away the little pumpkin he had been about to throw, reached up to scratch the Demon Rat's nose on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "It is Authority, but it's not as miraculous as you think. It was created based on the unique nature of a God Seed, so it cannot be replicated elsewhere. Its effect is fairly good, though—it can only summon and control rats."

"..." Sheryl parted her lips slightly. How could God Seeds possibly be that simple?

Whether Legendary Wizards, Truth Wizards like themselves, or even Witches who relied on innate abilities, many people researched God Seeds. After all, no matter what, God Seeds truly were lesser forms of gods, despite the enormous gap between them.

Still, they held tremendous research value.

Yet even now, Sheryl had never heard of anyone successfully cultivating Authority from a God Seed...

How had he done it?

Sheryl was extremely curious. Her wizardly thirst for knowledge made her want to ask for every detail, but her rationality restrained that impulse, because this was Isaac's secret.

Still...

"Can you show us?" Sheryl looked curiously at the Demon Rat on Isaac's shoulder.

Authority was the direction she was currently striving toward. Once she successfully condensed an Authority of her own, she would be able to advance smoothly to become a High Wizard, formally walk her own path, and earn the title of Grand Arcanist!

Though Truth Wizards condensed their Authorities differently from Legendary Wizards and God Seeds, Authority was still Authority. Perhaps she could gain some inspiration from it?

"Show what?" While everyone had been talking, Caesar had already killed every Black Orc and returned to the city wall. As he removed the battle robe stained with Black Orc blood, he asked curiously.

"Our third brother cultivated Authority in his Demon Rat!"

"Oh? That's quite..." Caesar was about to praise Isaac out of habit when he suddenly realized what she had said. The smile on his face froze. "What did you say? Authority? This rat?"

"Mm!" Sheryl nodded heavily.

Then Caesar's burning gaze turned toward Isaac as well...

Isaac: "..."

Isaac looked speechlessly at the three slowly gathering around him, sighed, and looked at the Demon Rat on his shoulder. It also turned its head toward Isaac with a baffled expression, then tilted its head.

"Come on, show them~"

Riiip~

At Isaac's command, Demonic Claw emerged from the back of his neck. After flexing its grotesque claw, it turned its palm toward the Demon Rat on Isaac's shoulder and split open a mouth full of jagged teeth.

"Hisss~"

"Squeak?" The Demon Rat froze for a moment, only realizing what was happening after the fact. Then it nodded, raised its two little front paws, and lightly rubbed them together. A peculiar wave immediately spread out from it.

Scurry, scurry, scurry~~

Squeak squeak squeak squeak~~~

"Rats! So many rats!"

"Holy shit! They're coming up the city wall! Have the rats gone mad?"

"Is this a spell cast by the Black Orc Wizard?"

Hundreds upon thousands of rats surged in from every direction toward where Isaac stood, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

"Dismiss."

"Hisss~"

"Squeak? Squeak squeak!"

Another wave spread out, and every rat froze in place for a moment before retreating like a receding tide. The sight made everyone's skin crawl!

"Hisss!!! It really is Authority?!" Caesar sucked in a sharp breath. He was only one step away from becoming a High Knight, making him the person present who understood Authority best. He could tell at a glance that what they had just witnessed was indeed Authority!

"You can't command it?" Compared with Caesar, Sheryl knew less about Authority, but her knowledge was extraordinarily extensive, and her insight was equally sharp. Thoughtfully withdrawing her gaze from the Demon Rat, she asked curiously.

"Mm. It hasn't been a God Seed for very long, so although its intelligence has improved somewhat, it has only improved somewhat. It still can't communicate with me. Right now, only Demonic Claw can communicate with it," Isaac said helplessly.

There were spells that could promote brain development, but Isaac did not dare use them on it casually. As his only experimental subject at present, this Demon Rat was rather precious.

Sheryl nodded, then asked, "Have you given it a name? Though it is a Demon Rat, it has mastered Authority, so its potential is not low. It is worth cultivating properly."

"A name... I haven't thought about one yet, but I really should come up with one. Umm..." After pondering for a moment, Isaac's lips curled upward slightly. "Got it. I'll call it Rui Cheng! Little Mouse will definitely like that name~"

"Squeak squeak? Squeak squeak~" Rui Cheng tilted its head, not understanding what everyone was talking about. But everyone was smiling, so it should be something good. Rui Cheng smiled as well.

Suddenly, Demonic Claw flew in front of Isaac and gestured wildly with its claws. "Hiss hiss!!"

"You want a name too?"

"Hiss hiss!" Demonic Claw nodded its claw. It had clearly come first, yet Little Mouse had gotten a name before it. It refused to accept that!

"Hmm, that makes sense... Let me think... Got it. From now on, you'll be called Hamon. How does that sound?"

"Hiss!" Hamon nodded its claw forcefully, then excitedly twisted its five fingers in the air. No matter how one looked at it, it was deeply unsettling...

That bizarre sight also silenced the curiosity-filled Caesar and the others...

In the end, Caesar was the one who interrupted Isaac's interaction with his Magic Pets. The Black Orc ambush had been dealt with. It was time to welcome their father.