The Gilded Rose stood on Limelight main street, the most bustling area of Rebillion City. But with the decline of the Spectral Lime chamber of commerce, it was now deserted. The three peak alchemists had left, taking valuable materials because they hadn't been paid.
But in reality, what the clerks took was worth ten times their salary. They only left behind the cheapest reagents.
The Spectral Lime chamber of commerce couldn't pay their salaries at that point. Luigi's eight thousand gold couldn't even cover it, let alone the tens of thousands owed to the alchemists.
With the clerks leaving one by one, taking bits and pieces with them, the once prestigious Gilded Rose became a mere shadow of its former self. If not for the old butler's quick action to seal the warehouse, even the remaining cheap reagents might have been taken.
When Caster entered the Gilded Rose, it was empty and dusty, a far cry from its former splendor. Raymond sighed, pity evident on his face.
But inside, Raymond felt triumphant. 'Are you despairing, thinking of your past wealth? Well, joke's on you. The Spectral Lime chamber of commerce is gone, the Gilded Rose withered, and you, stuck as a 9th Rank Magic Apprentice, aren't worth much.'
Raymond was prepared to gloat at Caster's despair, but to his surprise, Caster remained unfazed. He didn't react to the emptiness around him and proceeded to the back of the Gilded Rose without a glance.
Raymond tried to provoke a reaction, but Caster was too quick, leaving Raymond trailing behind.
As they reached the warehouse, Caster stood amidst the cheap materials. Raymond wanted to complain, but seeing Caster's desolate expression, he held back. 'He's fallen on hard times. I shouldn't add to his misery.'
Seeing Caster's lifeless look, Raymond felt vindicated. Finally, Caster seemed shocked by the discovery of the cheap materials. But Raymond wasn't aware of Caster's true thoughts...
Caster was surprised by the abundance of resources in this era. The materials, including magic iron, were plentiful, unlike in his time. He marveled at the wealth around him but refrained from indulging.
After moving the materials to the alchemy laboratory, Raymond was confused. What had prompted Caster's sudden actions? He feared Caster had lost his mind, but deep down, he couldn't help but feel sorry for him. However, he worried about the consequences for himself if Caster's behavior was seen as madness.
As Raymond felt overwhelmed, Caster found some shiny gems behind a box, so he kept searching. After making sure he didn't miss anything, he called to Raymond, "Come help me."
Without waiting for Raymond's answer, Caster picked a few good gems and left.
Left behind, Raymond was surprised. 'You think I'll help just because you asked? Am I your friend? And do you really expect a great mage like me to work with such cheap stuff? Are you kidding? You can't just hire a mage like me for a few coins.'
As Raymond went into the Gilded Rose, he grumbled. "Let's get this straight! Don't give me troublesome tasks. I can't waste my magic like this. The magic we use isn't something you can understand. Hey! Are you listening?"
After complaining for a while, Raymond realized he hadn't heard back, so he looked over.
He was shocked. "Stop! What are you doing?"
Raymond saw Caster shaking a tube with red liquid—red coral solution. Raymond got scared. Red coral solution was dangerous. It could cause big problems if it got too hot or got shaken. It was a power that even mages couldn't control.
For centuries, people had tried to use it, but no one succeeded. Red coral solution was a no-go in alchemy. Raymond was terrified at the thought of what Caster was doing.
Raymond wanted to stop him but was afraid of making Caster drop the tube. He begged, "Stop! What are you doing?"
He couldn't finish because Caster lit a lamp and held the tube over the flame. Raymond panicked. 'If I don't stop him, something bad will happen!' Quickly, Raymond used a spell to freeze things, using up a lot of his magic which is very fatal for mages.
But that was better than losing everything. After using up so much mana, the Frost spell was faster and stronger than usual. Almost instantly, the empty lab was freezing cold, and the lamp went out.
And there was more. After the lamp went out, a blue light spread like reaching vines. It froze the test tube of red coral solution and Caster's right hand in place.
"Thank goodness nothing bad happened..." Raymond said, still shaking from the scare. That scene had been way too scary. If he had been a few seconds slower, the whole lab might have blown up. 'That guy is too reckless. I don't mind him playing with red coral, but he shouldn't drag me into it...'
After the shock wore off, Raymond was filled with shock and anger. With his magical skill, he could have controlled the Frost spell to just put out the lamp and freeze the test tube, without freezing Caster's hand.
Yes, Raymond had done it on purpose. 'This guy doesn't know what he's doing. It'll teach him a lesson.' Since he still thought Caster was just an Apprentice, he wouldn't treat him like a fellow mage. If it weren't for his relationship with Raymond's father, he wouldn't even bother with him. If it were anyone else, they would have been frozen solid by now!
'I've had enough of this nonsense!' Raymond thought as he cast the Frost spell. He planned to let Caster freeze for an hour before rescuing him and giving him a stern warning. If his father asked, he would say it was because of the dangerous red coral solution. It wasn't a lie. Red coral solution was dangerous. He did it all to keep "Young Master Spellbound" safe...
The more Raymond thought about it, the happier he felt. He didn't even notice that Caster wasn't bothered at all.
After surviving for over twenty years at the end of the magic era, Caster knew more than anyone else in this era. And his casting ability was top-notch, not just because of his rank, but because of his hard work. In this era, there wasn't anyone more skilled in using magic for battle than Caster. All his experiences had honed his instincts, making him instinctively know the most efficient way to use mana.
Just like his mana shield: it seemed rough, but it was enough to block Raymond's Frost spell.
As the icy mist cleared, the mana shield faded away. The thick layer of ice on Caster's right hand fell away with a "crash."
"No way..." Raymond's eyes widened. He couldn't believe it. 'How... How could this be? How could an Apprentice resist a Frost spell? Even a mage couldn't! Frost might not be the most powerful spell, but it's still a 2nd rank spell! Even a bold mage wouldn't dare to resist it with their flesh. And yet this guy not only dared, he succeeded!'
'No way, something's not right here!'
'Even if he's weird, he's still Flint Spellbound's son. The Thunder God Chamber of commerce was incredibly wealthy. Flint Spellbound's son would surely have some magic tools to protect him. There's no way he'd be unharmed after a Frost spell.'
'It must be a magic tool that bFlintd the spell!'
'Yeah, that's it!'
'Otherwise, how could he be fine after a Frost spell?'
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Chapter 817
Solon knelt on the floor next to her. The pale archivist was barely conscious. His white bandages were completely soaked in dark blood. He held his heavy brass stabilizing rod like a sniper rifle. He rested the barrel on the arm of a stone golem. He aimed carefully at the heavy drill. "I see it," Solon coughed. He closed his pale eyes. He pushed a tiny spark of his own life force into the quartz tip of the rod. "For the library," Solon whispered. He fired. A massive, invisible shockwave of pure kinetic force shot out of the brass rod. It flew through the gap in the shield. It hit the heavy iron drill perfectly in the center. The heavy machine exploded backward. It flipped end over end, crushing the ten soldiers who were pushing it. The drill bit shattered into useless pieces. "Perfect shot, book-worm!" Sikoa cheered. But as Solon lowered the brass rod, he fell sideways. He hit the blue crystal floor. He was completely out of energy. His breathing was so shallow it was almost
Chapter 816
Caster crawled forward. He knelt right over the bloody iron sigil. He reached his hands out. He grabbed the two main heavy brass stabilizing rods. His left hand gripped the left rod. His bleeding right hand gripped the right rod. He became the human wire connecting the machine to the earth. He looked up at the massive, screaming, cracking Central Node floating directly above his head. "Breathe," Caster commanded the machine. Caster closed his eyes. He reached into his chest. He grabbed the tiny golden seed. He did not use it as a weapon. He did not use it as a wall. He used the golden magic of pure truth to pump his own life force through his arms. The golden light rushed down his shoulders. It flowed through his elbows. It poured into his hands. The golden light hit the heavy brass rods. The moment the light touched the metal, the Heart Alchemy Engine woke up. The sound was not loud. It was incredibly deep. It felt like a massive, heavy heartbeat echoing through the entire pla
Chapter 815
Caster wanted the three brass rods to act like giant magnets. He wanted them to suck the violent, corrupted magic out of the cracked Central Node above. He wanted the magic to flow down into his triangle.The triangle would force the chaotic energy to spin in a perfect, logical circle. The spinning would calm the magic down. It would filter the noise. Then, the clean, stabilized mana would be pumped safely back into the floor, healing the broken roots of the world. It was a brilliant, flawless theory. But there was a terrible problem. Caster stared at the three brass rods. They were not moving. The copper wire was cold. The machine was completely dead. "It needs a spark," Caster realized with a heavy, sinking feeling in his chest. "It needs a catalyst."An engine cannot start without a spark plug. A filter cannot work if there is nothing inside it to attract the poison. Caster touched his own chest. He felt the tiny, warm golden seed humming inside his soul. "I cannot use the gol
Chapter 814
Caster Spellbound brought the two heavy brass rods down with all his might. He did not hit Elias Thorpe in the head. He did not hit the madman’s mechanical chest. Caster aimed for the thick, glowing red and purple cables that connected Thorpe to the giant, floating white crystal. The clear quartz tips of the brass rods smashed directly into the magical cables. The golden light in Caster’s eyes flared, pushing pure, heavy truth into the strike. The chaotic blood magic could not resist the absolute law of Caster’s will. The thick cables snapped in half. "NO!" Elias Thorpe screamed. The sound was not just a human yell. It was the sound of a man having his soul ripped out of a socket. The infinite, terrible power of the universe was violently disconnected from his body. A massive shower of bright red sparks exploded into the air. The sudden loss of power hit Thorpe like a speeding train. The half-machine man flew backward off the raised stone altar. He crashed hard onto the blue cr
Chapter 813
"I am the network now," Thorpe roared in triumph. "I feel the ley-lines. I feel the oceans. I feel the beating hearts of every single pathetic human on the surface."Thorpe raised his arms. The cables attached to his chest pulsed thickly. "I am going to rewrite it all," Thorpe declared. "I am going to erase the chaos. I will burn away the weak. I will create a perfect, silent, still world of iron and ash. I am God!""You are a parasite," Caster said coldly. He stepped onto the bottom stair of the stone altar. "And I am the cure."Thorpe smiled a terrible, god-like smile. "You think you can fight me here?" Thorpe mocked. "I control the very ground you stand on, Caster. I control the air you breathe. I can delete you from reality with a single thought."To prove his point, Thorpe twitched his fingers. The physical rules of the cavern instantly broke. Gravity shifted violently. Caster was suddenly thrown off his feet. He flew upward toward the dark ceiling, completely helpless in the
Chapter 812
"If the soldiers set up those heavy drills, they will punch right through those gaps and shatter the focal points of the runes," Solon explained. "Then we make sure they cannot set up the drills," Sikoa smiled fiercely. Sikoa reached down and picked up a heavy, stolen Glassview magical rifle from the floor. She checked the blue ammunition crystal. It was fully loaded. She slung the rifle strap over her shoulder and kept her two daggers ready. "I am a terrible shot," Solon muttered. He looked down at his own empty hands. Then, Solon reached into his heavy gray cloak. He pulled out one of the thick, heavy brass stabilizing rods. The rods they had taken from the Founders' Armory. The rod was a heavy, blunt spear with a clear quartz crystal tip. "These rods were used to pin reality down," Solon said, a clever spark returning to his pale eyes. "They channel raw kinetic force perfectly. If I use my own life force, I can use this rod like a sniper rifle. I can shoot pure, concentrated
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