Of the three mainstream types of spellcasters, witches were the most unique. Not only were they said to be the origin of wizards, but they were also the only type of spellcaster that did not need to rely on knowledge.
They only needed to develop the power within their bloodline, and that power had insanely high potential!
At the very least, it could steadily reach the High level!
So compared to Isaac and Sheryl, who still had to rely on knowledge to solve difficult problems, Barbara the Snake Princess was the most likely to find a way to break the deadlock directly from her bloodline!
The power of witches was just that miraculous!
However, faced with Isaac and Sheryl's expectant gazes, Barbara nodded, then shook her head. She then spoke, answering everyone's doubts.
As it turned out, her magic could indeed summon Basilisks specifically suited to dealing with demonized Black Orcs. However, there were very few of this special kind of Basilisk. At most, she could summon three—one large, one medium, and one small. There was simply no way to use them on a large scale.
Hearing this, everyone sighed in unison.
The enemy would conservatively number five thousand demonized Black Orcs. Three Basilisks would not be much use.
However, Isaac's eyes lit up after hearing Barbara's explanation. An idea came to him, and he asked, "May I ask, can I have the corpses of the Basilisks you summon?"
Yes, Isaac had thought of his Flesh Conversion Wizardry.
It did not matter that Barbara could summon only a few Basilisks. He could make plenty of them!
Even if they required more resources, it did not matter. Once Infinite Magic Power was activated, no amount of demand would be too much!
"Hisss!!!"
However, before Barbara could say anything, her Magic Pet, the Green Snake, was the first to lose its patience. It immediately rose from Barbara's shoulder, its icy snake eyes fixed tightly on Isaac as its tongue flickered.
"Riiip!"
At the same time the Green Snake glared at Isaac, Demonic Claw Hamon sensed its hostility. It immediately emerged from the back of Isaac's neck, the palm of its hand splitting open to reveal a blood-red Magic Eye that radiated boundless allure. It stared back at the Green Snake without yielding in the slightest!
At the same time, it did not forget to extend its pinky and lightly poke Little Mouse, who was still spacing out.
Little Mouse froze for a moment. It looked at the Green Snake, then at Hamon, then at Isaac. Its still-developing brain could not process so much information at once. It could not understand why a perfectly normal conversation had suddenly turned into this.
But although it could not understand, it knew that whenever something happened, it just had to blindly listen to Boss Claw!
So after spacing out for a moment, Little Mouse arched its plump body slightly and immediately bared its teeth at the Green Snake!
"Ruiwen! Come back!"
"Hamon! Come back!" Isaac called Hamon back as well. At the same time, he raised a hand and rubbed Little Mouse's head, making it exit bared-teeth mode and return to spacing-out mode.
"I'm sorry, Young Master Isaac, but that would be difficult. They are all my children. Please do not say such things again." Barbara's tone still carried some respect, but it was obvious that she was already growing impatient.
Still, that was understandable. If she truly viewed the Basilisks she summoned that way, then Isaac's words had indeed been very offensive.
Thus, Isaac returned an apologetic smile. He then said nothing more and looked toward his father, Gaia.
"Since that is the case, research specifically targeting Black Orc Demonization will be left to the three of you. Whatever resources you need, just speak to Sheryl. She will do her best to provide them."
Sheryl nodded. Although this was a special situation and many things needed to be fast-tracked, they still had to prevent anyone from abusing public resources for personal gain. They needed someone knowledgeable to oversee material approvals.
Of course, the one actually being restricted was Barbara.
Everyone understood that, but there was nothing they could do. Of the three spellcasters, she was the only outsider.
"Caesar, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Give up on that path for now. Break through to High Knight first." After saying that, Gaia sighed. Now, he had not only failed his younger son, but his eldest son as well...
In the end, he had failed to take proper care of either of his sons...
However, unlike the dispirited Gaia, Caesar was much calmer and did not show much emotion.
Because he understood the current situation very clearly. Rather than continuing to pursue potential and holding back so he could condense powerful authority, it was better to break through as quickly as possible now. Even the weakest High Knight was still a High Knight!
The difference between one and an ordinary mortal was like heaven and earth!
One had to know that long ago, High Knights, like High Wizards, had also been given the title of Demigod!
Although High Knights were no longer called that now, it did not mean their power had weakened. On the contrary, the current system was more mature, and High Knights of the same level were stronger than those of the past.
"Barry, I will give you the Black Snake Smelting Method and Black Snake Essence Blood first. Put down all matters at hand and devote yourself fully to cultivation. It would be best if you can break through before the Black Orc army arrives, but it does not matter if you cannot. Every bit of strength counts!"
"Yes! Thank you for your reward, Lord Gaia! Barry Ed swears to serve the Solomon family unto death!" Barry said solemnly, dropping to one knee with his right hand over his heart.
Remington's expression was somewhat complicated. He knew that if he had not done those things, all of this would have been his...
But there was no medicine for regret in this world. Once some things were done, one had to bear the consequences.
He had lost, and he accepted it.
Caesar and the others, watching Remington from the corners of their eyes, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that after withdrawing from the struggle for succession rights, Remington had truly let go of many things. He probably would not keep dwelling on it.
Still, relief was one thing. Until everything was settled, the surveillance on Remington would not stop.
"I will contact the other High Knights, but do not place too much hope on it. We are not the only ones in the Empire bordering the wilderness!"
Everyone nodded. This was the most troublesome part of the crisis!
The mutation had happened to all the Black Orcs across the wilderness!
Not just the Black Orcs in their direction. Thus, the entire Empire would be mobilized, and it might not be able to spare attention for this place.
They still had to save themselves!
Of course, if they could hold the line on their own, the benefits would also be immense. For example, Solomon Territory's promotion to an earldom would no longer encounter any setbacks. They might even be granted additional territory, while the four barons could accumulate great military merit. Not only could they exchange it for rewards from the Empire, but they would also move closer to becoming viscounts!
So although it was difficult, everyone's hearts were filled with the passion to fight!
"Haah~"
After returning from the Council Hall to the laboratory, Isaac yawned and walked to his desk. He first copied down all the spells recorded in the Beast Skin Book. There were three copies in total: one each for Sheryl and Barbara, with the last kept for his own daily research.
As for the Beast Skin Book...
It was sealed together with the Lord of Myriad Flesh's Magic Book and thrown into Dimensional Space. He would never use them, nor would he let anyone else use them.
After giving the spells to Sheryl and Barbara, Isaac plunged headfirst onto the bed and fell asleep.
His transaction with the God of Black Orcs had seemed easy and risk-free, but in truth, Isaac had expended quite a bit of mental energy during the exchange. The main reason he had held on until now was that his body had been tempered by magic power. Though it could not compare to a knight's physique, it was not bad either, and his stamina was decent.
Book Title:
Tokyo: I'm Only Eighteen, and You Want Me to Get Back Together with You?
Synopsis:
Reborn in Tokyo—he was only sixteen, so where had all these ex-girlfriends come from?
As the illegitimate son of a financial conglomerate, Arima Yuhara had just entered high school and decided to live a life of loafing around through his own diligence and hard work. Then, the romance system suddenly appeared.
At forty, your ex-wife betrays you. Your marriage fails, you are buried in debt, and your career is a complete mess. Just as you prepare to demonstrate a leap of faith from a high-rise building, your childhood sweetheart appears before you and saves you. You originally think it is only a coincidence, but you discover that it is not so simple...
Quest: Ask your former girlfriend/childhood sweetheart Shimizu Mitsuki how she feels about you. Reward: Focus LV1, 10,000 yen.
Arima Yuhara looked at the system panel, which had absolutely nothing to do with him, then looked at the beautiful girl before him. Half believing and half doubting, he took a tentative step forward.
"Shimizu, do you like me?"
"If you think being childhood sweethearts means I'll definitely like you, then you couldn't be more wrong. It's not like I like you that much... But if you confess to me ninety-nine times, I'll reluctantly agree. Who told you to be so clingy? Idiot..."
He had originally thought the system was malfunctioning, only to discover that ex-girlfriends began appearing one after another.
A suggestive romance story.
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