Chapter 942: Chapter 0939 Chop and Feed to the Dog (First Update)

After having a meal and a bath, Liszt chose not to stay at Flame Castle for the night. Instead, he put on the Gemstone Crown, mounted the Formless Dragon Bard, and shuttled through space to spend the night at Thorn Castle on Black Horse Island.

He wanted to soothe his elves and the Grey Iron Dragon Ornn guarding Black Horse Island, riding them and trying to leave his Mind Branding. Many days had passed, and Ornn’s negative feelings toward him had gradually faded, beginning to accept Liszt’s care.

Positive emotions were continually warming up.

“Roar!” For the first time, Ornn expressed happiness at Liszt’s arrival.

Thus, the man and dragon circled the night skies of Black Horse Island, not trying to develop too many skills but rather practicing the Dragon Dou Qi Manual created by previous generations of Grey Iron Dragon Knights. Wearing the Gemstone Crown, Liszt felt a significant enhancement in their coordination and strength.

This divine artifact was immensely valuable, truly a creation of an Ancient Magician.

Of course, perhaps the Gemstone Crown was more suitable for Archmages. He planned to let Ach try it on — after all, he and Ach did not stand on ceremony; whoever needed it could wear it.

He strolled around a few more times.

Returning to Thorn Castle, Thorn Greater Elf Jela had already been waiting early in the castle’s living room, along with Pea Great Elf Ash.

“Wah, Liszt, you came back and didn’t visit me!” Jela started with a fierce complaint.

“I heard you were sleeping, so I didn’t disturb you.” Liszt picked up Jela and placed her on the living room table, solemnly saying, “Jela, you’ve grown up now. It’s time to take on more significant responsibilities. I’m thinking of entrusting you with the stewardship of Thorn Castle. Do you feel confident?”

Jela clenched her little fist, lifted her head proudly, and responded arrogantly, “Hmph, let’s see who dares not to listen to me. Wah, let them taste Jela’s fist of justice!”

“No violence, be gentle.” Liszt chuckled sheepishly, probably some lines he had accidentally blurted out one day and Jela had learned them well.

Jela hummed again, “If Ash misbehaves, Jela will beat it up all the same!”

“Hehe.” Ash tugged at its rope, coldly snickering on the side. It had never been scared of Jela nor approved of Jela’s temper tantrums.

Perhaps other elves feared Jela’s irascibility and helplessly accepted her dominance, but this approach didn’t work with Ash.

Liszt didn’t bother intervening in how the elves “strategized and schemed” against each other. As long as they didn’t fight, he let them be—perhaps having a fiery elf like Jela around could bring about the catfish effect, pushing the castle’s elves to evolve faster, preventing them from lazing around all day.

“Ash, how is your progress with Ornn’s evolutionary training?”

“I was just about to tell you, Liszt. I feel fantastic lately. But it’s not enough; I want one of Ornn’s scales. Can you get it for me?”

“You want one of Ornn’s scales? I’ll try.”

Liszt took Ash’s request very seriously and immediately approached Ornn: “Give me one of your scales.”

“Roar!” As expected, Ornn strongly refused.

With a swish.

Liszt quickly pulled out a bottle of Red Dragon Water and placed it beside Ornn’s mouth.

Puffing out a snorting breath, Ornn’s eyes blinked a couple of times, chose to consume the Red Dragon Water, and then shook his tail, dropping the smallest scale from it. Then, he lay down on the ground and started to sleep soundly—perhaps fearing that he couldn’t resist the temptation of Red Dragon Water and might betray his own scale again.

Picking up the scale, Liszt did not insist on a better one—the scales of a Grey Iron Dragon were large, and even the smallest scale was the size of a washbasin for Ash, enough to sleep with.

“Thank you, Liszt.”

“You’re welcome, Ash.”

“Wah, annoying Ash, getting something from Liszt, I want one too!” Jela was quite unhappy that Ash had received a scale from Ornn.

Liszt raised an eyebrow: “If you also find a dragon you like, I will definitely get you a dragon’s scale.”

“I certainly do not want that; Jela dislikes dragons!”

“Then go to sleep!”

…

While Liszt was busy appeasing the dragons and elves, the Blood Code Report from the Child of the Sun quickly appeared on his desk.

In his free time, he skimmed through the report, which was filled with dense experimental data, and just glancing at it gave him a headache.

He flipped directly to the end of the report to check the conclusion, and through the verbose and tedious records of the magicians, he barely understood the true meaning of the blood code.

“Micro-blood particle magic coating…”

According to the report, blood consists of tiny particles (about the size of cells), and the Child of the Sun’s tiny blood particles are enveloped in a layer of magic power. More precisely, it is a kind of minuscule magic array with the ability to replicate itself.

This magic coating not only replicates itself, causing all of the Child of the Sun’s blood to be coated with magic power, but it also serves as a “key.”

It is the key to unlocking Druid Transformation Magic.

To gain a clearer understanding of the report, Liszt directly called Chris Truth over to explain it to him.

Although Chris primarily handled administrative tasks, her deep understanding of the cutting-edge magical research at the Magic Guild was undeniable. “Your Highness, to put it simply, the micro-blood particle magic coating should be an alchemist’s method, based on the principle that magic power and matter can be exchanged, allowing human blood and animal blood to be interchanged.”

“Exchange human blood with animal blood?”

“Yes, Your Highness, when human blood is exchanged with animal blood, combined with Druid Magic, it allows a person to immediately transform into an animal constituted by animal blood. Perhaps because the research of the ancient Child of the Sun was limited, they only chose bears, leopards, eagles, dolphins, owl beasts, and trees as transformation subjects.”

“If it’s animal blood, how does transforming into a tree fit into this?”

“Human blood can also become the liquid inside a tree, and then Druid Magic can be activated to transform into a big tree.” Chris further explained the principles of magic, which essentially summed up to—though it seemed fantastical, it was indeed fantastically magical.

Such research was not something ordinary magicians could fully comprehend; it must have been the work of an Archmage from the Child of the Sun.

“I think I understand,” Liszt nodded—though he didn’t actually understand, but as a scholar, it was inappropriate to keep asking.

He would have Ach explain it to him later.

Of course, this did not prevent him from continuing the conversation with Chris. “So, since the Magic Guild has already cracked the blood code of the Child of the Sun, does this mean that all magicians can now learn Druid Magic?”

“Um.” Chris replied somewhat awkwardly, “Although we’ve understood the principles, how the Archmages of the Child of the Sun engraved magic into the blood is still a mystery… so, for the time being, we cannot learn Druid Magic.”

Liszt frowned. “Am I to understand that the Magic Guild has spent a vast amount of my investment only to produce results that are of no use?”

“Your Highness, as it stands, the research on Druid Magic indeed does not seem to yield any value.”

“Then reduce the budget. I recall having asked you to cut the budget for Druid Magic research before.”

“Yes, but many magicians in the guild are deeply interested in Druid Magic.”

“Convey my order, cut the funding for Druid Magic research by two-thirds; common magicians, unless they advance to Grand Magician, are forbidden from using guild resources on this project; Grand Magicians must ensure two-thirds of their efforts are dedicated to researching the guild’s assigned topics, violators will be expelled from the guild immediately.”

Liszt was a pragmatist with no interest in reviving a declining civilization, and Druid Magic was not necessarily better than the existing system of magicians.

Besides, he was planning to replace magicians with Arcanists, so there was no possibility of reviving Druids.

The agricultural magic of the Druids could be studied, but transformation spells seemed interesting but of little practical significance, the project’s budget, if not entirely scrapped, must be drastically cut.

He thought for a moment.

Then added to Chris, “Officially notify all registered magicians—I did not establish the Magic Guild as a charity. Those who cannot serve me may choose to leave… and if there are magicians who neither wish to leave nor want to work for me, I wouldn’t mind having them chopped up and fed to the dogs.”

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