Wildfire, almost impossible to extinguish.
Even if Gary has frozen the entire room, it cannot extinguish the burning green Flame.
He looked up at the wooden board on the top, mobilized the excess waste water to form a Ice Spear, and pierced several wooden bars.
The yellow sand above everyone's heads found a release point and poured down. The wooden board was squeezed to pieces. Countless yellow sand filled the entire room, completely burying Wildfire.
At this time, the door was surrounded by apprentices and assistants from other rooms. Everyone heard the noise and thought that Wildfire was out of control. They ran out of the room one after another and fled along the corridor to the ground.
After a while, after everyone outside was gone, Gary opened the Ice barrier, and the group returned to the walkway outside the room.
Gary led President Hallyne and asked, "How many Wildfire did you make for Cersei?"
President Hallyne is a long time old. He looked at Gary with admiration in his eyes, as if he had found an idol. "I thought that ice statue was a lie by the king back then, but I didn't expect it was really Magic..."
Gary looked unhappy, "Didn't you hear my question?"
Tyrion pulled out the wise man Mengxit, "Your Majesty, this wise man is the one responsible for counting the number of Wildfire."
The wise man Mengxit said respectfully, "Master Wizard, we previously delivered eight thousand cans of Wildfire to the Queen Mother Cersei, and there are more than two thousand cans in the warehouse."
Gary let go of President Hallyne and asked Monsit: "Do you have a way to destroy them?"
The wise man Melyard shouted, "No! It cannot be destroyed. Wildfire is the only value of the Alchemists' Guild. Without it, we will be worthless."
President Hallyne was furious and kicked the wise man Meliad to the ground, "Stupid! We are about to follow the real Magic, why are we still holding a fake Magic like Wildfire?"
The wise man Mengxit stood firmly on the side of President Hallyne, "The President is right, only the real Magic is the target worthy of our research!"
Gary couldn't help but interrupt their discussion, "Can you destroy Wildfire?"
Meliad the Wise is the person in charge of the production of Wildfire. He is responsible for tracking the production progress and instructing the apprentices on the production methods.
"Your Majesty, the method of destroying Wildfire has been lost. Decades ago, during the War of the Usurper period, our guild was ordered to make Wildfire. Later..."
He glanced at Tyrion and said cautiously, "Later, House Lannister entered King's Landing. They looted the city and killed all the wise men who served Mad King. Several of us were apprentices at the time, so we escaped."
Gary put the knife back into its sheath, "You mean, you guys are not good at learning, so the method of destroying Wildfire has been lost?"
President Hallyne smiled apologetically and said, "Sir Wizard, there are scrolls handed down in the guild, which record many things related to Magic. There may be a way to destroy Wildfire."
Gary is not interested in the alchemist's chemical experiments at all. "Forget it, we don't have time to look for information. Let's move Wildfire out of the city first and make plans later."
The little deer has memorized the smell of Wildfire. With her help, Gary can find every can of Wildfire that Cersei hides underground in King's Landing.
Tyrion asked, "Your Majesty, where are we going to transfer Wildfire? Even if Wildfire is thrown into the sea, it can still burn. If it is spilled on the land, Wildfire can burn continuously for a whole day."
Anyway, he couldn't think of a good resettlement place, so he had to ask Gary for arrangements.
Gary was not familiar with the surrounding area and said casually, "As long as we move outside the city, the location doesn't matter."
Tyrion sighed, "Your Majesty, there are still hundreds of thousands of refugees outside the city. If we place Wildfire outside the city, once it is detonated..."
They don't have enough manpower to move Wildfire to a very far place. The so-called "outside the city" really means "outside the city wall".
Gary suddenly thought of something and hurriedly asked, "If I pile up ten thousand cans of Wildfire in one place, will the fire spread throughout the city?"
President Hallyne thought for a moment and replied, "If there is no water flow to help Wildfire spread, the fire will probably only affect a quarter of the area of King's Landing."
Wise Melyard added, "If His Majesty can use Ice Magic to form an encirclement and control Wildfire, then the number of places affected by the fire can be reduced."
Gary's eyes lit up, "That's just right, I have a place I want to blow up."
Wise Mengxit shrank his neck and said, "Luke, Your Majesty is not going to blow up Red Keep, right? It is unwise to do so. I hope Your Majesty will consider it carefully."
Gary waved his hand and said with a smile, "Of course I won't blow up Red Keep, but..."
He suddenly stopped and looked at the three wise men, "Do you want to learn Magic?"
"Pfft."
The three people kneeled down on one knee in unison, "I want to learn, I want to learn. Please teach me!"
Gary frowned, "My Magic was given by the gods and cannot teach you."
The three of them slumped on the ground dejectedly, muttering, "Has even the truth of the world abandoned us?"
Gary squatted in front of them, "Do you believe in Seven?"
The three of them nodded blankly.
Gary spat on the ground, "Seven is a stingy god. They rarely give believers the power of Magic. However, the Supreme God I believe in is different. He is a very generous god. As long as the believer is pious enough, he will give Magic."
He turned around and gave Melisandre a wink. Melisandre understood, raised his right hand, and a small flame lit up in the palm of his hand.
Although this flame was small, it ignited the passion in the hearts of the three wise men.
They bowed their heads and shouted, "We are willing to believe in Supreme God! Be loyal to His Majesty Luke!"
Tyrion whispered, "Your Majesty, they are not worthy of trust, we still..."
"Master Tyrion, be careful what you say!"
The three wise men, who were usually obedient, glared at Tyrion at the same time and shouted.
The most excited person among them was President Hallyne, who almost stood up and started fighting with Tyrion. He clenched his fists as he grew stronger, "Sir Tyrion, please don't use worldly eyes to speculate on our yearning for Magic."
Gary's expression was also a little strange, because he saw a Faith Thread floating from President Hallyne's body...
Just because of his words, this old man became Fanatic of Supreme God? It seems that he still underestimated the attraction of Magic to alchemists.
Gary connected this Faith Thread, "President Hallyne, Supreme God feels your piety, you will have the power to use Magic."
President Hallyne was visibly ten years younger. He could not see any changes in his appearance. He only felt that his body was full of power. "I... there is a strange energy in my body. Is it Mana who used Magic?"
He looked at the other two wise men in surprise, "I feel like I can now use the Magic recorded on the scroll! The scroll... yes, I'm going to find those scrolls..."
With that said, he was about to leave.
"President Hallyne, I still have things to explain, so you can't leave." Gary stretched out his hand to stop him, smiling teasingly.
The wise men from Monset and Meliad were both dumbfounded, marveling at the change in President Hallyne's appearance, "Is Supreme God really so miraculous?"
President Hallyne bowed and saluted apologetically, "Forgive me for my rudeness, Your Majesty. I am really excited. Learning Magic and passing on the previous alchemy skills is the lifelong wish of generations of alchemists. Now it suddenly comes true, I..."
Gary interrupted President Hallyne's eloquence, "President Hallyne, how many people are there in your guild?"
President Hallyne blurted out, "Including the three of us, there are six wise men in total. There are about 530 apprentices and assistants. They are all poor orphans who were adopted and raised by us."
Places like Alchemists' Guild, which have unique inheritance and secret skills, will train their own apprentices to ensure that the skills will not be leaked.
Gary pointed sideways at Melisandre and said to President Hallyne: "From today on, you are the vice president. This Ms. Melisandre is the chief priest of Supreme God Faith. She will take over Alchemists' Guild. I hope you can cooperate."
"Cooperate, cooperate, definitely cooperate." Vice President Hallyne nodded quickly.
Not to mention asking him to give up his position as president, even if Gary wanted his daughter now, he would clean it up and send it over immediately.
When the other two wise men saw such a magical Magic, they were already impressed by Gary, "Your Majesty, we have no objection either."
They thought that they were not pious enough, so they failed to receive the blessing from Supreme God. However, this is true, because Gary did not feel their Faith Thread.
Gary grinned and said, "Organize your manpower and follow Melisandre and Xiaolu to the tunnel to collect the Wildfire cans from every corner of King's Landing. Then, stack them uniformly... right below Great Sept of Baelor."