Chapter 1072 A World in the Palm of Your Hand: Venus, Garden Cave, and Cloud Rice!
Chapter 1072 A World in the Palm of Your Hand: Venus, Garden Cave, and Cloud Rice!
Inside the research institute, everyone's mood turned somber after hearing the Macedonian witch's words.
The Macedonian witch said, "It doesn't matter. If Patrick really fails, I will make an exception and end Locke Augustine's victory."
"I will personally go and clean up the mess."
A middle-aged wizard with a long pipe in his mouth, dressed in a wizard's coat that resembled a military uniform, stood ramrod straight.
"Actually, what's the point of arguing? Whether Patrick wins or Locke Augustine wins, will it improve the academic level of the people in this research institute?"
"Since there's no change, it's clear that who wins or loses is irrelevant. Must we take their duel so seriously?" "
I think this Locke Augustine wizard has extraordinary spirit; he's worth befriending. I believe many in the research institute agree with my point of view."
Many wizards nodded subconsciously.
The Macedonian witch curled her lips into a smile as she looked at the speaker, Alexander, the wizard of the Winged Dragon Garden.
Their eyes met briefly before she spoke, "Alexander, your inaction is a testament to your noble character, which I admire. But my striving doesn't mean I've done anything wrong."
"Gods fight for believers, wizards fight for pride. I strive not for myself, but for the many wizards of my Rain Marshland. Just look at the expressions of many wizards in the research institute."
Alexander glanced around disdainfully. "Is there a problem?"
the Macedonian witch asked. "They're doubting. They're questioning whether the academic level of the Rain Marshlands is truly lagging behind that of the Cloud Marshlands in the field of breeding. Otherwise, why would the entire renowned Mud People's Club of wizards, mobilized, still lose to a breeder from the Cloud Marshlands who hadn't even participated in the Golden Crown Mountain Super Project? They're doubting, and doubt leads to hesitation in research. Doubt can cause a person to regress."
"Lack of confidence can halt progress,"
the Alexander wizard scoffed. "First, their academic level is only average. It's people like us who drive the advancement of magic. Second, they're not that fragile. Even if they have doubts, they'll quickly shake them off. They'll adjust their mindset on their own. Macedonian witch, aren't you treating them too much like fragile babies who need protection?"
The Macedonian witch said, "You're right. Even if the wizards in our institute have doubts, they'll quickly dispel those doubts themselves. Not to mention them, even the second-ring breeders from the top ten academies would hardly suffer any real setbacks. But I ask you, what about the breeders in our wizarding lands whose academic level is average?" "
What about the wizards outside the top ten in our wizarding lands, who don't even have access to the highest level of scholarship and don't know what the top academies are?"
"Can they dispel their doubts on their own?"
Wizard Alexander blinked.
The Macedonian witch said, "These people are also watching this match. If Wizard Patrick loses, it will be a major blow to these wizards who don't even know the true heights of our wizarding lands' academic level. Talented people will likely flock to Cloud Marsh. Those who stay will become doubtful and question themselves." "
And these are the ones who can't shake off this doubt. I'm fighting for these people; they are also wizards of my Cloud Marsh. They may not be skilled now, but as long as they maintain their unwavering belief, they will continue to advance, reach new heights, and become the pillars of the future."
"To take away someone's belief is to take away their life. You can take away the commander of an army, but you cannot take away the will of a common man. If Locke Augustine can't see this, I will fight him to the death."
The Macedonian witch continued, "Alexander, I know you look down on wizards who need protection, but don't forget, when you were an apprentice, you also received protection from your elders." "
Therefore—"
The Macedonian witch glanced at the people in the research institute.
"If Wizard Patrick loses, it truly doesn't matter. I will personally intervene and end it all."
The Macedonian witch was about to leave when Alexander suddenly said, "Wait a moment, Lady Macedon. There's a problem." The Macedonian
witch paused.
Wizard Alexander said, "While I don't agree with what you're saying, I respect your opinion. But don't forget, Locke Augustine is no ordinary wizard. If Patrick wins, that's fine, but if he loses, your intervention means you'll be engaging him in that level of combat. Once that level of combat begins, it will be very troublesome. I've already seen the seriousness and intensity in your eyes. That makes things even worse."
"You will almost certainly trigger that level of combat; the immense magic of the Void Forging is enough to do so."
"Do you really want to fight him at that level? Once you get into that special state, it'll be too cruel. Both sides are right, and once the argument starts, neither side will admit they're wrong. That will lead to a very bad outcome—"
Wizard Alexander smirked.
"Alright. I see what you mean. So what I mean is, you're the one our research institute selected to deal with outsiders."
"I only like winning."
"Only like winning."
"If you win, then so be it.
"
Chairman Patrick confidently opened the magic box in his hand. Inside lay a grain of cloud rice radiating
divine light . The moment the box opened, the cloud rice released a beam of light, a golden divine light that shot into the sky, illuminating everything, and lingered in mid-air as a seven-colored hazy light.
Wizard Patrick held the magic box, the seven-colored hazy light seemingly hanging behind his head.
Wizard Patrick said, "Wizard Probus, this is the answer I've given you."
"Thanks to the contributions of my two colleagues, and the concerted efforts of my team, I have achieved this perfect result."
Locke opened his magic box again. The cloud grains inside appeared round and smooth, and although their magical pressure was higher than that of ordinary cloud grains, it was far from reaching the level of the cloud grains in Patrick's hands.
Although the cloud grains in Patrick's hands were still second-ring magical plants, their power was already above that of many star-ring magical plants.
Patrick said, "Using world wonders: strange stones to enhance magical plants has many classic examples in the New Horizons world, and magical plants enhanced in this way are far stronger than ordinary star-ring magical plants."
Patrick glanced at the cloud grains in Locke's magic box, then suddenly picked up the cloud grains from his own magic box and slammed them against the cloud grains in Locke's magic box.
The two cloud grains collided, their magical pressure clashing.
The next moment, Locke's Cloud Rice was suppressed within his magic box, while the single grain of Cloud Rice, radiating a seven-colored aura, flew back into Patrick's hand.
Patrick smirked. "Just as I expected."
"I knew that once I completed my research, the strength of the Cloud Rice I developed would far surpass that of Cloud Rice enhanced by normal magic. However, resources are also a part of strength."
"Wizard Locke, did I misspoke?"
Locke nodded. "Finding more resources is indeed a skill."
Patrick smiled smugly, looking at the witch Bailouluo with pride, "Miss Bailouluo, it seems you haven't recognized a true hero this time. In the end, you only have the knowledge of a dark wizard."
The witch Bailouluo snorted coldly.
Wizard Patrick said, "As we all know, the strength of the mystical meaning imbued in a magical plant is related to the breeder's skill level, as well as the plant's own strength. Mr. Probus, please imbue both of our Cloud Rice with mystical meaning."
"Use your Palm World: Garden Cave."
"Please."
Wizard Probus walked over and first looked at the Cloud Rice in Locke's magic box, then went over to look at the Cloud Rice in Wizard Patrick's magic box.
Wizard Probus nodded, then announced, "You say you're having a competition? I'm honored to be your referee. Both are excellent wizards, but Locke Augustine is superior."
Wizard Probus spread his hands, pointing at Locke, and said, "If I had to judge, the winner is Locke Augustine."
The Witch Byro smiled, crossed her arms, and looked smugly at the stunned Wizard Patrick, saying, "Now do you understand the difference between you two?"
Wizard Patrick blinked, as if he hadn't heard the result clearly.
He looked at the single grain of cloud in the magic box Locke held, then at his own.
He seemed to think he'd misheard, or that there was something he hadn't considered, so he looked at his cloud grain a few more times.
But no matter how he looked at it, his cloud grain was clearly more powerful.
Wizard Patrick looked up at Wizard Probus and said, "Wizard Probus, what are you saying? Look carefully. The Cloud Rice I developed this time is completely different from the previous ones. Even if they're made using the same technology, there will be a huge difference in quality. It's like comparing heaven and earth." "
Mr. Probus, are you lacking confidence in my Cloud Rice because of the previous two experiences? Take another look."
"My Cloud Rice can definitely be imbued with mystical meaning."
"I can guarantee that."
Wizard Probus nodded calmly, "Yes. Your Cloud Rice can indeed be imbued with mystical meaning; you can tell just by looking. I don't deny that."
Wizard Patrick pursed his lips.
"Then that means my Cloud Rice is indeed excellent. No, you can tell just by looking that this Cloud Rice can successfully imbue it with mystical meaning?"
Wizard Patrick was stunned, because even for a wizard like him who had mastered multiple Bottle Worlds and Garden Caves, it was impossible to tell whether Cloud Rice could successfully imbue it with mystical meaning just by looking.
How was this possible?
Wizard Patrick said, "In any case, please use the Spirit Breath Cultivation Method on my Cloud Rice once. As long as you use the Spirit Breath Cultivation Method on my Cloud Rice, you will know just how excellent my Cloud Rice is. It will definitely give birth to mystical meanings of excellent quality. I have that confidence."
Wizard Probus looked at him and frowned.
"No, that won't do."
"Your Cloud Rice cannot be imbued with superior-grade mystical meaning. At least, I can't do it, and no one here can imbue such Cloud Rice with superior-grade mystical meaning."
Wizard Patrick became anxious. He looked at Locke and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you did this? Do you have the special secrets of Golden Crown Mountain? Have you made contact with this Wizard Probus?"
"Otherwise, why not verify it? My Cloud Rice has far greater magical pressure than yours. Why not verify it before saying that my Cloud Rice is inferior to yours?"
Wizard Patrick looked at Wizard Probus. "Mr. Probus, I need an explanation. Please give me an explanation."
Wizard Probus stretched out his hand, and both Cloud Rice grains fell into his palm. He looked at Wizard Patrick. "An explanation? You need me to explain something like this?"
A hint of anger appeared on Wizard Probus's face. "Can't you see where the problem is?"
Wizard Probus's magical pressure pressed down on him. This was magical pressure that exceeded the limits of the Star Ring.
In an instant, Patrick Wizard was struck by the magical pressure and slammed into the wall.
Patrick, lying on the ground, stared in disbelief. "This magical pressure—"
His magical pressure was 29,000, but Probus's seemed to have exceeded 30,000.
This was a terrifying power capable of defeating him instantly.
Patrick hesitated, a flood of thoughts racing through his mind. He wondered if this was a trap set by Locke, or if Probus had already been won over. Though unlikely, this was, after all, Golden Crown Mountain territory, and such occurrences were not uncommon. Now
, if he continued the fight, would he be in mortal danger?
He looked up and saw the wizard Probus turning to leave. In a panic, he stood up, rushed over, grabbed Probus's arm, and asked, "Wait a minute, Mr. Probus, give me a reason, tell me why I lost!"
The wizard Probus lifted his arm, which Patrick was holding, frowned, exchanged a glance with Locke, and said, "Then ask Locke Augustine. He noticed the problem immediately."
Patrick released his hand, looking at Locke with a defiant expression.
"Why is it that my cloud grains are clearly more powerful than yours, more suitable for being imbued with mystical meaning, yet the wizard Probus says my cloud grains are inferior to yours?"
Locke reached out, and two cloud grains fell into his hand.
Patrick looked at Locke defiantly, his expression suggesting he would attack if Locke couldn't provide a reason.
Locke looked at the two grains of cloud rice in his hand and said, "Patrick, the cloud rice you've grown is indeed extremely powerful. But you can't just look at things superficially; that's too shallow. I ask you, what is the essence of mystical meaning?"
Wizard Patrick sneered, "I thought you were going to ask something else. The essence of mystical meaning is, of course, the special flow direction of spiritual energy."
"So—"
Wizard Patrick suddenly stopped.
He swallowed hard, blinded by a single leaf.
Locke said, "It seems you've realized the problem. If the essence of mystical meaning is the special flow direction of spiritual energy, then a magical plant with more spiritual energy is more likely to have mystical meaning. And the higher the quality and quantity of spiritual energy, the higher the quality of mystical meaning. So, our thinking is to elevate a magical plant in some way, indirectly increasing its spiritual energy. Then the problem is, you've used the power of the gods to elevate its spiritual energy, and its spiritual energy is mixed with so much divine power." "
Won't this affect the direction of the magical plant's mystical meaning?"
Wizard Patrick frowned.
Patrick the wizard said, "Of course, I've considered what you've said."
Locke said, "But you're just hoping for a chance, thinking it's worth a try?"
Locke looked at Patrick the wizard and said, "Just looking at the magical pressure and total spiritual energy of a magical plant, as long as the data meets the standards, you think it's worth a try."
"How can such research results be a match for me?"
Locke said, "Let me tell you. There's no such thing as luck in front of me."
Two star-system-like garden grottoes appeared in Locke's palm, this was the Palm World - Garden Grotto, and two cloud grains fell into them.
Patrick the wizard's eyes showed surprise.
"You can actually master such an advanced spiritual energy cultivation method?"
Even Probus the wizard's face showed surprise.
Locke said, "No, this is the effect of Probus the wizard's Great Magic - Evolution Garden."
Locke glanced at Probus the wizard.
Wizard Probus nodded and said, "Indeed. My Evolution Garden possesses abilities in three directions. The first is to enhance hybridization cultivation; the second is to shorten the time required for spirit cultivation. It seems you haven't given up on deciphering my ultimate magic, which is why you can so easily borrow the power of my Evolution Garden." "
To create two palm-sized worlds in a very short time."
"Then use it."
"This is Palm-sized World - Venus - Garden Grotto, and its mystical meaning is primarily geared towards attack."
At this moment, Locke placed two Cloud Rice grains into the stars symbolizing Venus within the two star clusters. The two star clusters then spun rapidly in his palms. Soon after, the two star clusters cracked and shattered in his hands, and the Cloud Rice grains within them quickly sprouted and grew, transforming into two grass-like Cloud Rice plants. The mature
Cloud Rice plants' branches and leaves resembled clouds and green leaves, looking as if clusters of clouds were supporting the branches and leaves.
The cloud rice plant grown using Locke's cloud rice had much stronger white cloud-like branches and leaves. The power of wind and rain was hidden within the clouds, its strength contained within, brimming with powerful magic. Simply taking it out summoned a thin rain cloud from the top of this magical plant, which was located on the ceiling of the room.
This special power to summon wind and rain caused the branches and leaves of Locke's cloud rice to have a bluish tinge.
In contrast, Patrick's cloud rice looked extremely ordinary, not much different from ordinary cloud rice, only slightly larger.
The difference in magical pressure between the two cloud rice plants, two different cultivated varieties, was also significant. Next to Locke's cloud rice, Patrick's cloud rice could barely stand upright. This
was because Locke's cloud rice had too much magical pressure.
It caused Patrick's cultivated cloud rice to be almost unable to stand upright, as if bent over in a strong wind, about to collapse.
Patrick looked at the two Cloud Rice plants in Locke's hands, his expectant gaze turning to gloom and confusion.
"The difference in magical pressure between the two Cloud Rice plants is indeed significant, and the intensity of their spiritual energy has also reversed. My Cloud Rice's mystical meaning should be of ordinary quality." "
While Augustine's Cloud Rice's mystical meaning should be of excellent quality."
Patrick took a step back in the face of this result. "Why is the magical pressure of these two Cloud Rice plants reversed between their seed stage and now?"
Locke said, "Although my Cloud Rice's magical pressure was lower than yours at the seed stage, it
was entirely supported by its own spiritual energy. Your Cloud Rice, however, is mixed with a large amount of divine power. This divine power increases your Cloud Rice's magical pressure and spiritual energy, but in reality, this part of the power cannot be used when imbuing it with mystical meaning."
"So when the Cloud Rice seed blossoms, bears fruit, and grows into an adult, I am weak. But a magical plant grown from a seed with pure power can be far stronger than the adult form of your seed."
Wizard Patrick was thunderstruck. He had meticulously planned and manipulated the three wizards in the club to achieve this, only to be utterly defeated by Locke's Cloud Rice, losing like a clown.
"So, does that mean I chose the wrong technical path from the start?"
"This technical route will inevitably lead to this result, ultimately causing me to lose to you."
"I lost from the very beginning?"
Locke looked at him and said, "Actually, it's not like that. First of all, you at least passed this round, and you can enter the third layer of the Probus Wizard's memory world. Although you lost to me, you did manage to imbue Yunmi with mystical meaning within seventeen days. Secondly, the end point of this technical route is not necessarily losing to me." "
If you could have realized in advance the special nature of the divine power, that the Titan King's creation power could elevate a certain life form or object to a certain degree, but would also mix its own form into that life form Locke looked at Patrick and said, "It's just a pity that you didn't seize the only chance to win against me in the entire competition. You only sensed that there would be such a problem before, but you never thought about it in depth. You originally had a chance to win against me."
Wizard Patrick suddenly realized something, and he looked up at Locke.
"It was the time we clashed with the gods. Wait—"
"That time, I was just collecting his divine power from the sidelines, trying to find the magical spectrum that could best activate the power of the divine stones while ensuring safety. But if I had directly fought him then, I would have directly felt the power and nature of his divine power. I would have understood better the advantages and disadvantages of using divine power to enhance Yunmi. So at that time, I might have indeed thought of a way to solve the defects caused by using this technical route."
Wizard Patrick looked at Locke and said, "So, it was wrong of me to stand by and watch?"
"That's why I say you're just a coward."
Locke returned his Cloud Rice to him and said, "But anyway, you've at least passed this hurdle. I hope you'll perform even better next time."
"I hope you can put more pressure on me."Chairman Patrick took the Cloud Rice plant he had cultivated from his hands and muttered to himself.
"I personally missed my last chance to beat you? Just because I let that god go free after weighing the pros and cons?
" "
That was actually my last chance to beat you."
"Am I really just too cowardly?"
Locke prepared to follow Wizard Probus out of the office; he wanted to take this opportunity to have a good talk with him.
Just as he reached the door, the witch Bailou, who had been following Locke, suddenly turned around and said to the pensive wizard Patrick, "No, that's not true. Mr. Augustine is far superior to you."
Locke abruptly stopped, looking at Bailou to stop her from continuing.
But Bailou had already spoken. Patrick looked at Locke with fear in his eyes, as if he had seen an insurmountable mountain.
He had just recovered from the shock of this news, and as his mind returned to normal, he immediately realized that Locke had not only perfectly completed the research, but had also finished it not just a week ago.
Furthermore, he had used only proper breeding magic from start to finish, never resorting to any divine power.
He, on the other hand, had used a World Wonder, yet still suffered a crushing defeat at Locke's hands.
In that instant, alarm bells rang in Patrick's mind. He took a half-step back, his eyes filled with fear of Locke. Locke's figure seemed so towering in his eyes, and he dared not even look Locke in the eye, dared not even approach Locke.He had to stand some distance away from Locke.
He felt Locke's figure growing ever larger, then transforming into a mountain, its peak seemingly higher than the sky.
But just now, to get an explanation for yourself, you faced someone far stronger than you. It seems I might have misjudged you before."
Patrick persisted, "So, you really finished your research a week ago?"
Locke ignored him, turned, and left. After exiting, he said to Bailouluo, "You know he's already very fragile. You just provoked him again. If he can't get over it, he's ruined." "That wasn't my intention."
"You really shouldn't have told him the truth."
The witch Bailou laughed, "I'm just telling him the truth. We wizards pursue the truth and have the right to know it.
It's reasonable for me to tell him the truth."
Locke thought for a moment and could only say, "You're right. Then it's up to him."
Locke looked at the wizard Probus in front of him and said, "Mr. Probus, thank you just now. You said those things on purpose to provoke Patrick's rebellious spirit, didn't you?"
Wizard Probus said, "I was just going with the flow."
"I know you want to crush his evil intentions, not him as a person."
"It's truly pathetic for a wizard to lose his courage, not even to fight for his own interests or protect his friends."
Locke sighed, "But the result wasn't satisfactory.Wizard Probus said, "I don't think so. That evil intention is deeply intertwined with him, almost becoming part of his personality. Of course, you and I can both see that Patrick is a promising talent. Although we don't know why he became the way he is now, we know he must have gone through something in the past."
"So to crush his evil intentions, we need to crush his current personality,"said Wizard Probus. "That's why many people prefer to stay where they are, prefer mediocrity to change. Because if they really want to improve, really want to change themselves, they might have to deny their entire current personality. That would be extremely painful, and could even be life-threatening." "
However, Wizard Patrick already had the ambition to become a Moon Ring Wizard at all costs. Therefore, our actions just now, at least for him, meant nothing. This was exactly what he wanted; by agreeing to enter the competition, he had already agreed. Within this competition, everyone except the Witch Bailouro has made progress."
"That's the meaning of the competition,"
the Witch Bailouro coughed.
"Ahem, I'm a summoner, not a breeder. This competition means little to me."
Probus said to Locke, "Locke, congratulations. You won the second round tooYour Cloud Rice is extremely powerful, almost a weapon-grade magical plant—"
Locke didn't reply, but instead asked directly, "So, Wizard Probus, what is your evil intention?" Wizard
Probus suddenly stopped in his tracks.
There was no trace of a smile on Wizard Probus's face.
"Locke, I don't know what you're talking about. I don't believe I have any evil intentions,"
Locke said, watching his retreating figure. "Since entering this Despair Valley laboratory, my spiritual arts and magical arts have improved greatly. I've witnessed much of your magic along the way. I'm amazed by your talent, Wizard Probus. But as my spiritual arts and magical arts have improved, especially with the completion of my potion-making technique, I understand the power of the Abyss even more." "
And you and I have both seen the Queen of the Abyss.So you and I should both know that if a person doesn't harbor evil in their heart, they cannot summon the Queen of the Abyss. The Abyss only accepts those whose hearts are deeply evil." "
That's why, even though I had already brought the Queen of the Abyss to my ideal world last time, I was still able to easily break free from the Abyss's power."
"Last time, I just thought I hadn't borrowed much Abyss power, so it was easy to break free. But later I realized that because I'm not someone who could fall into the Abyss, when I wanted to break free from the Queen of the Abyss's power, I did. She didn't even stop me."Wizard Probus, according to my deduction, the evil within you far surpasses that of anyone in the Swamp Folk Club."
Wizard Probus stood with his back to Locke, his hands clasped behind his back. Though he didn't turn around, the Baroque witch could sense the unusual atmosphere.
In the corridor, the magic lamps flickered incessantly, sometimes lighting up, sometimes going out, plunging the entire corridor into darkness.
Wizard Probus's voice remained gentle.
"Locke, are you good at judging people?"
"I think you've misjudged me,"
Locke said. "No, this isn't about judging people. It's that I've come to understand the Abyss's criteria for choosing its subjects. If you weren't deeply evil, how could you have been captured by the Abyss?"Wizard Probus suddenly turned around. In that instant, his hair and beard stood on end, each strand pointing upwards. He was enveloped in rage, mirroring the echo of his presence outside.
"Shut up!"
The terrifying magical pressure assaulted Locke and the Baroque witch.
The witch Bailouluo was a little scared. She felt as if she were in a surging ocean of magical pressure, and she even felt dizzy.
She looked at Locke worriedly, "Locke, Mr. Probus—he seems really angry—"
The witch Bailouluo had been with the gentle and easy-going wizard Probus for a long time, and she didn't expect that he would suddenly turn on her and become so furious.
Locke, however, was not afraid at all, and simply looked calmly at the wizard Probus.I've observed your ultimate magic and discovered that your Ultimate Magic: Garden of Evolution isn't just one ultimate magic, but three. In other words, your Ultimate Magic: Garden of Evolution should originally have been one Potions Ultimate Magic, one Breeding Ultimate Magic, and one Summoning Ultimate Magic. You use Summoning Magic to control the bees and ants within your Garden of Evolution, don't you?
"One of my men, nicknamed the Lion Wizard, recently sent me a research report. He told me that your ultimate magic contains a great deal of Summoning Magic power." "
I also have a subordinate, nicknamed the Deer, who told me that through external observation, she discovered traces of three different ultimate magics. That is to say, your Garden of Evolution is formed by the fusion of three ultimate magics." "
I recently suddenly understood a principle: multiple ultimate magics cannot be fused or combined. With such talent, why did you choose this path?"
Locke's expression remained calm as he awaited the Probus Wizard's response.
"Anyway, you're waiting for more wizards to join this competition, you won't immediately enter the next level of the memory world, will
you?" Wizard Probus said with a dark face, "Then get out!"The next moment, his magical pressure transformed into a violent wind that swept over, and Locke, the witch Bailouluo, and all the other wizards in this memory world were all driven out by Bitterwood in an instant.
The next moment, Locke and the others appeared in front of the town gate of the wizarding town in Despair Valley.
Everyone came to greet them.
The elk and lion wizards all celebrated with Locke; he had won.The twenty-odd Star Ring wizards from the Swamp Folk Club, however, had faces like wilted eggplants, listless and barely speaking.
The witch Bailouluo touched her chest.
"Probus's sudden anger towards us really startled me. What did he do to react so strongly to what you said earlier, Locke? It was just a casual remark."
Locke shook his head. "It should be directly related to what happened sixty years ago."At the same time, Locke heard a bell ring. He saw Grandet take out a bell as large as an attic from his astral ring. It seemed to be an alarm bell used to transmit command signals in the midst of war. Grandet himself held a brass bell mallet and struck the bronze bell.
"Ding~"
The crisp sound immediately spread throughout the entire wizard town and to the surrounding area. Countless wizards in the Rain Marsh heard the bell.Our Mire People Club has lost!" shouted the wizard Grandet.
"Lock Augustine has defeated all the directors of our Mire People Club."
"Lock Augustine was superior, and our Mire People Club acquiesces to our bet."
Seeing him stop, Locke said, "Mr. Grandet, why go through with this?" Grandet
sighed and said, "This was agreed upon before the duel. We should admit defeat publicly. It's simply a matter of honoring the bet." "Besides, our true genius of the Star Ring Wizarding—will soon make his move."