blueteamnovel Chapter 188 The Mentor Reappears
Chapter 188 The Mentor Reappears
Chapter 188 The Mentor Reappears
In Kane's current material plane, the fourth rank is the worldly pinnacle that an individual's power can reach, a strategic level existence.
The patriarch of the Demonic Cult, the archmage of the Mage Academy, the swordsman of the Free City, the white dragon of Nords —
These names themselves represent the pinnacle of power within their respective spheres of influence.
Even though the departure of the gods caused a sharp drop in the concentration of ether in the material plane, limiting the breakthroughs of these powerful beings, they could still be surrounded and killed by sheer numbers or special means.
However, it is undeniable that they remain the most important bargaining chips on the political chessboard of various countries, and key figures who can influence the regional situation.
inside the room.
After informing Kane of the relevant matters, Arundel said with a smile, "After a vote, the Academy of Mages will send an official delegation to the court of the Kingdom of Sussas to meet with the King."
We will state the Academy's position on the current situation in the Kingdom and the possible activities of the Demon Cult, and provide necessary assistance.
Furthermore, the academy has begun calling on monks who have traveled to various countries to return, and it is possible that a new dean will be appointed for the two academies of Protection and Prophecy.
Kane nodded.
Before the material plane falls into complete turmoil, the Mage Academy is undoubtedly the strongest support for the Kingdom of Susas.
But for some reason, he felt a vague unease in his heart.
Looking at Kane's expression, Arundel said, "Lord Kane, are you worried about the wanted notice?"
Rest assured, the academy has rejected the reports of several sheriffs who previously came. There is no need to worry about that.
"Please thank Dean Bella for me," Kane said.
"No," Arundel shook his head.
"We should be thanking you. Compared to the intelligence you brought, these efforts are insignificant."
He paused, then continued, "Also, Professor Bella asked me to tell you..."
As a reward, you may continue to browse the Illusionist Division's first and second-order spellbooks and related notes in the time to come.
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After saying this, Arundel exchanged a few polite words, then smiled and left.
Kane fell into thought.
He took out a pen, sat down at the table, and wrote down and analyzed the various forces on paper: "The interference of the mage academy will inevitably not be able to hide from that duke and the royal family."
The rats in the gutter will surely speed up their actions, either to quickly assemble a demon army or to quickly support Prince Grayson to the throne.
But the college is now on high alert.
If the Duke makes any significant moves, it will inevitably attract attention and backlash. After all, summoning demons is not permitted openly by any nation, and at that point, in addition to the Academy, even organizations like the Nord's "Lamplighters" might intervene.
Kane paused, recalling an acquaintance from "The Lamplighter".
He shook his head and continued his reasoning: "Therefore, even if that Duke summoned demons to serve as combat forces, he would not dare to do so openly, but could only do so through special operations or in private."
While supporting Prince Grayson, who framed the Finafenne family, to immediately ascend to the throne is theoretically feasible, it is unlikely to be practically feasible.
At this critical juncture, with the Mage Academy announcing the formation of a delegation to question the king, the sudden death of King Rusus and Grayson's hasty ascension to the throne will inevitably trigger a fierce backlash.
Besides the royal family, there are also two major forces, the Noble Council and the Mage Academy, to check and balance the throne. A hasty change of the throne would only cause violent turmoil.
Without the support of military force, Grayson would not be able to secure his throne even if he became King of Sussas.
The best outcome might be to escape to the duchy and become a pawn in the duke's hand—a situation far worse than what's happening now, and he should be able to see that.
"Since the situation is so favorable, what exactly am I worried about?"
Kane frowned, pondering in his mind.
Rationally speaking, he could let go now, but the vague unease in his heart prevents him from being completely at ease.
After all, spellcasters possess an innate keenness that allows them to foresee future fortunes.
Just like when Talia received a spiritual warning in her dream.
He picked up a pen and began to scribble on the paper, listing all the forces and speculating on their motives and possibilities.
Just as he was frowning, he suddenly realized the key: "The academy dungeon—that voice that made me wary."
He might be an intelligence source I need to keep an eye on. Could it be that there are more secrets hidden within the academy that I'm unaware of?
Could this inside story become a hidden danger that prevents events from unfolding as I predicted?
Kane felt more and more that he should go back to the dungeon.
However, his current status makes him unsuitable for entry.
Moreover, when the voice reached his ears, it clearly avoided Arundel, indicating that the other party did not trust them.
He pondered for a moment and thought of the library of the Illusion Academy.
"Perhaps, I should do this—"
The inner court area of the Susas Royal Court.
Grayson Susas stood on the upper level of the tower, overlooking the royal city below.
In the four districts of the east, west, south, and north, countless ordinary people were busy as ants.
He remained expressionless, instead looking towards another area filled with towering towers—the location of the mage academy.
Although they live in the same capital city, they seem like two completely different worlds.
Footsteps sounded behind me.
Grayson knew it was one of his royal court mages and didn't turn around.
A voice muffled behind him said, "Our negotiations with the Sheriff's Academy have failed; they refuse to hand over the wanted criminal."
But something else is even more troublesome.
He paused.
Grayson's expression turned cold as he turned to look at the mage, who was wearing a long robe and hood.
The other person's face was hidden in the shadows. Grayson said coldly, "Speak!"
The monk lowered his head and said, "The Academy of Monks has passed a resolution at its meeting."
Apart from the Prophecy and Protection Academies, which have not yet returned, the other six academies have all voted to send delegations to inquire about the relevant matters by either approving or abstaining.
This incident caused changes among many factions in the council of nobles, and some nobles who had originally supported us began to take a wait-and-see approach.
Some nobles closely associated with the magic academy even intend to propose a thorough investigation into your previous assassination attempt, ostensibly to prevent future trouble.
In addition, the Dharma Academy also issued a call for Dharma masters who had been traveling around to return.
Your Highness, this is not good news.
The hooded monk lowered his head and remained silent.
Grayson gritted his teeth and said, "Where is my father? What does he mean?"
The monk shook his head.
Grayson remained silent for a long time, then suddenly chuckled: "Look, this is the great King Susas."
He spent years training me, teaching me the art of royal power, but to him, even as the first in line to the throne, I was still someone he could discard.
After all, I have too many younger siblings, and he will rule the kingdom for a long time, enough time for him to cultivate another qualified successor.
Upon hearing these disrespectful words, the hooded monk lowered his head and remained silent.
Grayson looked at him and said, "The Finafine family messenger's assassination attempt—remember this, don't say another word."
Although you used suggestion and command spells back then, and a long time has passed, no one can guarantee that it won't be discovered.
The hooded monk bowed his head: "Yes."
Grayson: "Go down."
After he left, Prince Grayson's face twisted as he looked at the shadow beside him: "I say, my respected mentor, how long exactly do you intend to eavesdrop?"
The shadow slowly twisted and transformed into an old man in a black robe with a gentle face—the very same mentor of the Demon Cult.
The tutor smiled and said, "My dear student, is there anything I can help you with?"
Grayson said viciously, "Mentor, didn't you plant an informant in the Mage Academy? Why did they still get involved?"
According to you, the academy should remain neutral until I become King Susas!
The mentor smiled and said, "Grayson, many things are often unexpected; you can't expect everything to remain the same."
If things had gone according to your original plan, you should have stopped all your actions and obediently become a dutiful heir.
In this way, decades later, you will naturally become the ruler of Sussas, instead of rushing to act now.
Grayson stared at his mentor's gentle face, unable to discern anything amiss.
His eyes suddenly widened: "Wait a minute—could it be that involving the mage academy actually serves the interests of the demon cult? So, you're doing this on purpose?"
The mentor smiled but did not answer, turning to look out the tower window.
Grayson's face suddenly flushed red, and he took two steps forward: "What do you want to do? This doesn't match our initial agreement! Do you want to see a civil war in the Kingdom of Susas?"
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His eyes were malevolent as he subconsciously glanced at the enchanted scimitar hanging on the wall, which he could reach out and grab.
Even if the opponent is a third-tier spellcaster, if we catch them off guard, we might still be able to strike them down in one blow.
But looking at the other person's back, he hesitated.
The mentor seemed oblivious, calmly stating, "Grayson, killing me is pointless—all you'll get is another me on the Duke's side."
Upon hearing this, Grayson paused.
He gritted his teeth and abandoned his plans.
He stared at his mentor, who had secretly been in contact with him for years but was now like a demon, and said, "What are your plans? Tell me everything!"
Furthermore, how can I retain my position as heir?
The mentor smiled, a gentle smile.
But in Grayson's eyes, he was no different from a demon.
"The great King Susas had a habit of drinking wine made from dew every Monday morning."
He had already taken the special medicinal wine thirteen times — not only that, but he also had thirteen tiny wounds on his body.
Next, on a single full moon night, he will become a—great being.
Grayson, recalling the ritual knowledge he had acquired, instinctively stepped back, his face filled with horror: "Impossible—a Stigmata Ritual?!"
You actually used the Stigmata Ritual on Father? You bewitched his mind? But how did you manage to bypass the royal guards and royal mages who protected him?
Could it be that your patriarch intervened in secret?
No—if the fourth-tier forces discover this, the six great nations will spare no effort to annihilate you!
The mentor didn't say a word, but just smiled gently.
Seeing his expression, Grayson turned pale.
He had always thought he was just a collaborator with the demon cult, but now it seemed they were more like predators.
Everything he coveted was merely an appearance.
Looking at Grayson's pale face, the mentor smiled and handed him a bottle of dark green potion: "On the night of the full moon, the delegation from the Mage Academy will come to the tower to pay homage to the great King Susas."
At that time, if you secretly give this potion to King Susas, you will be able to ascend to the position you desire.
My dear students.
Grayson's eyes showed struggle, but he didn't take it.
The mentor smiled but remained silent.
time flies.
When Grayson looked up again, his mentor had vanished, leaving only a bottle of dark green potion on the table.
He wore an extremely solemn expression.
The Mage Academy, the Illusion Academy Tower, the Library.
Kane walked among the bookshelves, looking at the various spellbooks displayed on the rows of shelves.
According to Arundel, the books currently available to him at the Illusion Academy include first- and second-circle spells.
However, in reality, the second ring is still mainly based on illusion magic, while the first ring has a wider variety of magic.
Kane glanced at the books on the shelf, his gaze sweeping over the spellbooks of the eight major schools, and thought to himself, "Although I have mastered quite a few spells, they are mainly for opponents of the same level."
"The best way to deal with third-tier professionals is still dust explosion," which can cause mass destruction.
However, dust explosions are overly reliant on environmental conditions and prior preparation, and they generate too much noise. I cannot carry flammable dust with me at all times, and I also need to create a sealed environment.
He looked at the books on the bookshelf.
"Therefore, I need a new, more difficult-to-defend-against killer weapon," targeting primarily single individuals and requiring ease of execution.
His brows furrowed slightly.
"Moreover, this trump card poses a substantial threat to higher-level beings to a certain extent."
This cannot rely solely on the fixed forms of existing spells; it must be combined with—”
Kane's gaze slowly swept across the spine of the book, passing over common first-level spells such as "Mage Armor," "Magic Missiles," "Jump," and "Feather Fall."
Finally, his gaze settled on the name of a spell that was rather unusual.
That was a first-level spell that Asler had used in his battle against the Molten Wax Demon; its effect was simple and brutal.
Fragment scattering.
"Fragment Scattering — This causes eligible unclaimed items within a ten-foot radius to shatter and scatter, including metal."
Recalling the dust explosion, Kane had a sudden thought.
"If this spell is cast on metals with low ignition points, the metal will turn into dust and explode towards the enemy."
Then, use a spell similar to "Burning Hand" to ignite it —
Is it possible to create a similar effect to a dust explosion within a small area?
Moreover, some metals are more reactive, which means I don't need to carry a lot of flour or a sealed environment.
Similarly, the temperature required to ignite the metal dust later may be far lower than that of a burning hand, but the resulting instantaneous destructive power—reaching the third-order level—is not impossible.
His eyes flashed as he placed his hand on the spellbook that recorded the scattering of fragments.
"Perhaps I can rent a spell training room to try out this idea."
"If I succeed, I'll have an extra trump card, and I can find an opportunity to re-enter the dungeon and try to find the voice that leaked the information to me."
He took the spellbook and walked toward the librarian.
A mage dressed in a red robe.