Chapter 73: Cap

The Green Leaf Association, central spire building.

An emerald pearl emitting a glossy glow hovers at the spire's top, faintly containing some terrifying energy.

The spire is named the Emerald Tower, formed from the painstaking effort of many great mages of the Emerald Dream, taking hundreds of years to build, and then further long ages were spent reinforcing and inscribing various spells and magic arrays.

Therefore, those who can reside within the Emerald Tower are the elite among the elite of the Green Leaf Association.

A flash of teleportation light passed, and an old rabbit person mage arrived at the sixth floor of the Emerald Tower.

"Kram, what's the matter?"

A low voice echoed in the spacious sixth-floor hall, then light gathered and a bewitching figure solidified.

The bewitching figure had a golden horn growing from the center of its forehead, and behind it bore two pairs of red wings, one large and one small, the large pair on the spine and the small pair at the waist.

A head of golden curly hair, a fair face, charming phoenix eyes, and a calm gaze.

The old rabbit person Kram, upon seeing the visitor, instantly became extremely respectful.

The person before him was the president of the Green Leaf Association, the current master of the Emerald Tower—the Blood Wing Witch Capella.

Her power ranks among the foremost in the Emerald Dream.

Even a powerful seventh-rank spellcaster like the old rabbit person Kram could only be cautious in her presence.

"President, a special little creature has arrived today." Kram did not dare hesitate, quickly stating Leon's information in detail.

"My subordinate's eyesight is insufficient; I do not know the specific value of these spells, please have your lord judge."

Hearing the old rabbit person so highly praise the spell brought by a little black dragon, Capella showed a bit of interest, her fiery-red lips twitching slightly, "Bring it out, let me see."

Kram took out the book compiling Leon's organized spell knowledge.

Capella hooked a finger, and the book flew to her front, then automatically flipped open at great speed.

In just a moment, Capella finished reading the entire book, she narrowed her eyes and fell into contemplation.

After a few seconds, elemental power flickered at her fingertip, and a water ball instantly formed.

Not only that, soon water balls formed one after another, and the power contained in the formed water balls grew stronger and stronger.

In just a few minutes, she had fully mastered and learned the strengthened eighth-rank trick, Small Water Ball.

Capella looked at the nine water balls floating before her, her amber eyes thoughtful, and she said,

"What an impressive train of thought—actually able to optimize a zero-ring trick to near first-ring spell effect power, without increasing mana consumption. If merely strengthening this trick to that power, I could easily create dozens of such variants. But to increase power while keeping mana consumption unchanged, perhaps even ten years of research might not yield such a creation."

Capella felt somewhat astonished, "This might be a spell researched by some ancient powerful Holy Land mage."

The old rabbit person Kram bent over, silently listening below to Capella's mutterings; his heart was also greatly shocked, not expecting that even Lady Capella would need ten years to research a strengthened trick. (Still an eighth-rank trick)

If creating a first-, second-, or even seventh-ring or higher spell, how long would the required time be?

It might not even be possible to create it.

After all, trick spell knowledge is the most basic, innovation difficulty the simplest, yet those high-ring spells inherently have a structure like an exquisitely precise super-machine.

In such a precise machine, whether adding or removing a 'part', the overall possibility changes by tens of millions, even hundreds of millions! "However, with these ancient spells as reference, for similar types of spells, if I were to innovate, the time to create them would also be shortened, not overly long." Capella said softly.

She turned her gaze once more to the old rabbit person Kram, and slowly said, "You bring that little creature here to me, and I will ask it myself."

"Yes." Kram nodded, without the slightest hesitation.

"Does the Green Leaf Association's president want to see me personally?"

Hearing the words spoken by the old rabbit person mage, Leon's dragon pupils shrank slightly, utterly astonished.

To become the president of the Green Leaf Association, one's strength must at least be ninth rank, right?

Even if it were a Holy Land being, Leon would not be too surprised. Now, for such an existence to personally meet Leon and say he isn't nervous is impossible.

Before such an existence, lying would probably be ineffective.

"No matter what, the secret of the AFK slot must absolutely not be exposed even a bit." Leon thought calmly.

At this moment, its heart held some regret; had it known that providing fifth- and sixth-rank spells would suffice, the eighth-rank strengthened spell would obviously be too advanced, even piquing the interest of such a powerful being.

At the same time, Leon also felt relieved, glad that he had not exposed a tenth-rank strengthened spell, keeping a trump card.

In trepidation, Leon was teleported by the old rabbit person Kram to the sixth floor of the Emerald Tower, where he saw the Green Leaf Association president seated on a golden throne.

Golden pupils and a horn exuded majesty, while behind it, a pair of large and small blood-colored wings made it appear both alluring and mysterious.

"Leon Xi Er Wa Na Si, I have met the president." The black dragon's voice carried a hint of respect.

This is the respect due to a strong one.

Capella looked interestedly at the black dragon below.

At a glance she could see Leon's dragon age and the strength of his mental power.

"Your physical talent is not bad, comparable to an ordinary red dragon; as a black dragon, this is quite rare. Moreover, your mental power, under twelve years old, has reached that of a fourth-rank spellcaster, already able to match the spellcaster genius among silver dragons."

Among metal dragons, the silver dragon's spellcaster talent is widely recognized as the strongest of the five-colored and metal dragons, the strongest among the ten great dragon species.

"Thank you for the praise, President." Leon replied politely, and also was not modest.

Before such a strong one, there's no need to be modest, after all they have seen too much; if they say you're a genius, then you are a genius.

Being modest, on the contrary, is a denial of the other party.

"I ask you a question; answer truthfully." Capella said with a smile, but her tone conveyed absolute firmness.

This made Leon's heart tighten slightly, but on the surface he merely gave a respectful nod, then adopted a listening posture as he looked at Capella.

"Do you have any more powerful ancient spells in your hand?" Capella stared intently at this little black dragon, her eyes revealing a hint of expectation.

"If there is a ninth ring... well, as long as there is an ancient spell of seventh ring or higher, she would be very satisfied."

As long as there is knowledge for her to reference, with her talent and sufficient time, she could fully strengthen all the high-ring spells she has mastered.

Although it is unlikely to be strengthened to the exaggerated extent of ancient spells, increasing by ten or twenty percent on the original basis is still not difficult.

The premise is that at least one seventh-rank ancient spell is available for reference.

"The spells I have obtained, the strongest being third-ring spells, with nothing higher."

Lai Ang's mind raced; to avoid being seen through his lie by Capela, he deliberately spoke evasively.

If it answered that it had no more powerful ancient spells, the other party might see that it was lying.

After all, it truly possesses stronger max-level spells and fusion spells with various properties that have not been revealed.

But now that it says this, it cannot be considered lying. Lai Ang indeed only used the idle slot to strengthen third-circle spells; he has only learned two fourth-circle spells, just getting started.

"Is that so, that's truly a pity." Ka Pei La sighed.

She could tell the other party was truly not lying; with her strong mental power, even without using a lie-detection spell, she could easily sense that the other party was not lying.

However, Ka Pei La would rather the other party were lying.

"If it's only ancient spells below third-circle, then they'd be of too little use to me." Ka Pei La thought to herself.

However, for mid-low level casters, the knowledge of these ancient spells is quite valuable.

(End of chapter)