Chapter 220: The Free Faction and the Three Witches

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"Who cut off Cavendish's business channels?" Ron looked at the high platform.

"Guess who you think it is?"

Karin Morgan smiled, her white arms gently resting on the seat, supporting her cheek, and changed to a more lazy and comfortable sitting posture.

Guess? Do you still need to guess?

Ron, who had already guessed the correct answer, had a cold look in his eyes: "It's a liberal, right?"

The middle-aged witch nodded slightly.

Sure enough, it is the group of people who shout the slogan "freedom first" all day long. In fact, they are selfish and sophisticated egoists...

Ron sneered inwardly.

In the past, when Reginald was in power, he had no control over what the liberals did.

But now that Hesenberg is one-third of an acre of land, is it a little too disrespectful to take Professor Forsyth seriously by making these small moves?

As a potion scholar and the teaching director appointed by the fourth chief wizard of Hessenburg, he has the right to correct this infringement of the rights of the school with an iron fist and impose sanctions when necessary.

Now that Mrs. Karin has verbally agreed to lead the family faction back to Hessenburg.

Presumably he won't go back on his promise.

However, in order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Ron still took out a magic contract with notarization effect from the space ball.

In the symbol of the legendary wizard [Ring Axiom Phoenix]——

Witnessed by a cluster of flaming feathers.

Ron and Mrs. Karin used magic to imprint their own auras on the contract.

At this point, the basic contract is reached.

Now that he has received a reply from the family faction and figured out who is behind the scenes, Ron naturally does not intend to stay any longer.

When I finally left.

Ron paused slightly at the door of the hall:

"Your Excellency Karin, I wonder if you are interested in serving as the potion instructor of Hessenburg?"

"It's interesting~"

The middle-aged witch who was processing a stack of documents raised her head and said with a hint of ridicule:

"If I hire a formal potion master, can I hear what kind of remuneration the dean will offer me? I'm very curious."

"How about I give you the same salary as the market price, plus a sense of accomplishment in building a new school of thought?"

"You have a pretty good sense of humor."

"Is that so? It's such a pity..." Ron walked out of the hall without looking back and muttered in a low voice, "Then I can only trouble Teacher Nanami to take care of this."

Wait, fruit witch?

Karin Morgan put down the papers in her hands.

Her voice came to Ron's ears with magic power: "I agree, and I don't need any reward, but the condition is that I have the priority to choose the potion reserve every year."

"Deal."

The young man disappeared at the end of the hall.

...

Southwest of Hessenburg.

A downward-looking, nest-like building complex is embedded in the cliff.

Various grotesque runes are painted on the overlapping scaly masonry, which seem to have no meaning and are just for decoration.

Twos and threes of wizard apprentices in purple robes stood together making corrections, and from time to time fierce and increasingly fierce quarrels broke out.

"Why can't the Explosive Rune be combined with the Healing Rune?"

"Are you sick? You are treating others while you are blasting them, right?"

"No?"

"I think you are just looking for trouble!"

At this time, a young man dressed fashionably and in strange clothes swept forward.

Wherever he looked, a bright and energetic griffin beast beat the air currents and landed at the entrance of the rune studio. It lowered its head extremely meekly and made a flattering "嘘嘘" sound.

Griffons raised by the Rhenishists?

The young man showed a solemn expression.

Just as he was about to go back and report, his body suddenly trembled, as if if he moved just a little more, something terrible would happen.

"Don't you say hello when you meet an acquaintance?"

Behind him, a gentle voice sounded.

Melson, a senior apprentice of the liberal faction with a temperament quite similar to that of a bard, was extremely stiff. He moved his eyes little by little until he saw a strange combination of two men and one woman.

He twitched the corner of his mouth:

"Good day, Lord Ron..."

"Long time no see. Although I don't remember your name, I must have met you, right?"

Ron briefly glanced at Melson, who was busy dealing with a very urgent construction approval document and was extremely busy.

"My, my name is Melson."

"Okay, Melson," he quickly said in "About the application for the capping and special planting base of the magic material greenhouse.""Invitation" printed with his magic seal, "I wonder if you can take us to meet His Excellency Yaga?"

"Of course not-"

The words are not finished yet.

Meyerson's eyes suddenly widened.

His body instantly turned into an ugly rag doll, and was then snatched away by a passing jackal, which echoed with a shrill scream.

This...

This must be a curse, right?

Liliana and Otto, who were following Ron, probably guessed whose handiwork this was.

As we all know, Hessenburg has only one official wizard who is proficient in curses.

And this wizard happens to be the current leader of the free faction.

At this moment, a crazy old female voice sounded from the depths of Rune Studio:

"Boy, my mother-in-law knows the purpose of your coming here today. If you want to make some achievements in front of Fussis, then come in!"

"I've heard a little bit about what happened on New Year's Day recently. A fifteen-year-old senior apprentice is such a terrible gimmick, but I want to consider you to see if you are qualified to take charge of our free faction's affairs!"

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As the words fell.

The strange runes that were twisted and superimposed on each other suddenly emerged from the multi-legged insects, filling the air with a cold aura.

The world is dark and the space is upside down.

The three of them seemed to have arrived in a certain studio. On both sides were stand-in puppets, puppets, and golems with facial features and simple hair.

After looking at these things, Liliana frowned slightly and explained in a low tone:

"These are extraordinary products produced by Rune Studio. They account for about 30% of Hessenburg's daily trade. The market is huge, but they cannot compete with top black wizard schools such as Death Cemetery and Atest Alchemy House."

"Thirty percent? That's quite a lot."

Listening to her words, Ron nodded.

Don't underestimate the 30% of the transaction volume.

Judging from Hessenburg's annual income from producing extraordinary products, the trade volume for a whole year is usually about eight million magic stones, excluding fixed expenses such as building maintenance, apprenticeship subsidies, material procurement, components of the Abyss Exploration Team, participation in scientific research activities, public course instructor salary... and so on.

A year is conservative.

It is estimated that there are four million magic stones left.

But now, there are only a pitiful more than 98,000 magic stones in the treasury of Hessenburg.

It is conceivable that Reginald has occupied many schools of public property over the years by taking advantage of his position, which is really abominable.

The small puppets, cursed products, and rune matrices produced by the free faction can account for 30% of the total trade volume among a number of extremely profitable projects, which also shows that their quality is good.

——Crack, click, click!

The mist-like purple magic power penetrated into the battle puppets that were ready to go.

In an instant, pairs of ruthless red eyes flashed with magical light, and the rune matrices hidden under the torso were activated one after another.

Scorching fireballs, violent lightning, freezing cold air, round earth walls...

With a sufficient supply of magic power, these wizard creations that generate spells based on programs often have a faster, more stable, and more efficient spell release frequency than similar wizard apprentices.

It can be said that they perfectly meet all the advantages needed for a small war.

Convenient, high-speed, and low-cost.

But the shortcomings are also very obvious.

It cannot carry the advanced drive core, and its energy level is limited to the difference between wizard apprentice and advanced apprentice, so it can only be used as cannon fodder.

Once you face an enemy that exceeds the specifications, you will face a very embarrassing situation.

For example now——

Deep in the shadowy lair.

Facing the battle puppets coming like a wave, Ron simply raised his hand and awakened the sleeping mist around him:

"Your Excellency Yaga, I came today with the order of the chief wizard, so I'll leave this boring little game for later."

When the last word is spoken.

The moist smell in the air suddenly condensed into colorful worms.

As soon as these bugs with several rings appeared, they were like wild horses that had escaped from the reins, shaking their wet bodies in all directions.The surrounding enemies spurted out large amounts of pungent liquid.

——Crack!

In an instant, several holes melted out of the surface of the puppet that was contaminated with liquid, and these signs of corrosion were rapidly spreading towards the surroundings at an indescribable speed.

Not only that, the leeches who had a rare opportunity to come out to play used the spell models engraved by Ron and kept using simpler zero-ring spells such as [Water Bomb], [Water Shield], [Blank Hand], etc., and had a great time.

As for Ron, who was the source of magic power and supplied nearly thirty living leeches, his expression remained unchanged, and the magic power in his body actually increased instead of falling.

This is because he recently developed a new feature with the following attributes:

[Water Element Summon Master]

[When you use water element summons, the magic recovery speed will be greatly increased, and the overall strength of the summons will be slightly increased]

...

Still a little too slow.

It was torture to see such a playful person deal with his opponent so slowly. Ron simply pulled out his wand and drew a semicircle.

Waves of turbulent water columns surged out at the feet of the puppets, penetrating their magic core from the middle, ending the battle.

This sudden killing of the entire audience made Liliana and Otto, who originally wanted to help clean up a few puppets, silently put away their weapons——

What a monster...

The two of them were thinking at the same time.

There was no time to care about their thoughts. Ron was filled with magic power and led the three of them into the next lair. The friendly and docile water element was in his hands, sometimes turning into a rain of swords, sometimes turning into a large net of barbs. Whether it was a senior apprentice or an elite puppet close to a senior apprentice, they were not enemies of a simple combination of magic changes.

After violently dismantling thousands of puppets, an exasperated voice suddenly came from above: "That's enough! Stop it!"

The scenery on both sides dilutes the colors as if going back in time, with lights twinkling.

Looking at the three official wizards sitting on several bone thrones not far away, Ron slowly let go of the completely disabled puppet leader.

He glanced at the three of them, with a smile on his face, and spoke first:

"Assaulting a high-ranking scholar who is running around with the will of the chief wizard, do you know what this means? You are committing a crime!"

Hear the words.

The three official wizards were slightly startled.

Immediately afterwards, the vicious witch Yaga, who was sitting at the top with a head of dry black hair, said angrily: "Attack? If we really want to attack you, do you think you can still stand here with the strength that even the prototype of your project does not have?"

"Hmph, it's true that young people are arrogant when they have some strength. When we first joined Hessenburg, you weren't even born yet!" An elderly witch with large hairy black spots on her face had gloomy eyes, obviously very dissatisfied with Ron.

"So what do you want to express?"

Ron stared at the latter with a half-smile:

"Perhaps Reginald's laissez-faire management model gave you too much freedom. Now Lord Forsyth intends to change all this. Could it be that you old guys..."

He suddenly realized:

"Contrary to the adults' opinions?"

"Unruly warthog!"

The black-spotted witch was so angry that she looked extremely gloomy and couldn't bear it any longer.

He immediately opened a black book and held up a skull billowing with black smoke in his palm, intending to teach this ignorant young man a lesson.

"Hey——"

"Are we going to take action in the end?"

At this time, a decadent middle-aged man's voice sounded in everyone's hearts.

A hand wrapped in a red robe reluctantly stretched out, grabbed the screaming skull, and crushed it into powder with a little force.

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