I will be crowned king

The meeting turned out to be a success, or at least it seemed that way.

The deeply shocked representatives of the colonial parliaments did not rush to leave immediately after the meeting, but chose to stay in Long Lake Town to continue observing. Even representatives from Black Reef Port and Winter Torch City planned to send their commissioners to White Whale. Hong Kong to further inquire about information.

It's just that if you want to make everyone realize it in one meeting, that's not realistic - rather, it would be really troublesome if they really have such a high moral awareness. In that case, how can the storm masters earn... provide them with justice? More help would be appreciated!

Obviously this is impossible. The only difference between these "liberals" and the "loyalists" is the direction of their interests, but they both have very flexible moral bottom lines.

For them, the choice given by Anson is quite tempting - since it is unrealistic to be independent on your own, then they can unite and form an "alliance" that can represent all forces in each colony to jointly fight against the forces from the empire. repression.

Doing this has two advantages: first, it is definitely more beneficial to fight against the empire, without having to worry about being defeated one by one; at the same time, it can prevent infiltration from Beluga Port and one by one becoming vassals of the Clovis people.

There are certainly disadvantages: unifying tariffs means that trade barriers between colonies are broken down, and forming a common army will inevitably result in the loss of control and jurisdiction over local armies, and at the same time bear the burden of war.

The countless interest entanglements in this process are enough to cause the newly united colonies to immediately split, and they will start a fight among themselves before the empire comes to kill them.

But this has nothing to do with Anson - the purpose of recruiting the rebel colonies is to allow them to firmly resist the empire and to open up the market for Beluga Port. The rest does not involve his own interests, or the interests of the Storm Division and the Luen family.

The day after the meeting, he left the work to Karl and Fabian and hid in the barracks to secretly study the second half of the notebook of Saint Isaac.

Of course, "secretly" is not an accurate description, because "coincidentally" Talia also came to Long Lake Town at this time as a representative of the "Animal Husbandry Committee" of Beluga Port.

As for the "point-to-point" evolution method mentioned in Saint Isaac's notes, although she said frankly that this method does not make much sense to a spellcaster like her who has become a blasphemous mage and has a "long kite string". , but still showed great interest.

"Although it is arrogant, this theory does have some truth; if Talia knew and knew that this gentleman was doing research in this field, then... she would probably kill him with her own hands, right?"

In Anson's opinion, this is probably the highest praise a girl can give - he is indeed the first man in the Old God world to master the three major magics at the same time.

Anson even suspected that the subject of Saint Isaac's experiment was himself, because there seemed to be no other reason to explain why a priest who believed in the Circle of Order could master three major magics at the same time.

As for why a man who has mastered the three major magics still died of assassination... Anson's guess is that it may be related to the way he "evolves": even if ordinary spellcasters are extremely talented, the speed of advancement is in units of years. During this period, There is a step-by-step process of continuously gaining a deeper understanding of your own abilities and deepening your understanding of magic by learning and mastering new skills.

But Saint Isaac is different. He purely "evolves for the sake of evolution." The abilities he acquires each time he advances are entirely to prepare and pave the way for the next evolution. He has never considered whether this ability can be used for other purposes. fighting.

In addition, as the leader of the Truth Society and a close friend of Carlos I, he probably would not have much combat experience. It is not completely impossible that he would be helpless in the face of a well-planned assassination.

……………………

[October 31st, fifth experimental record.

I seem to have reached a dead end.

Again, this experiment is very dangerous. It is essentially the same as using yourself as plasticine and kneading it casually. So no matter what, you must have a blood mage friend, preferably an apostle, next to you. This is the second time I almost did it. The valuable experience gained after turning into meat paste yourself.

Although he will occasionally ridicule you, keep saying depressing words next to you, take pains to undermine your self-confidence, and compare you with some poor people with physical defects...

But these are nothing compared to still being alive.

To be honest, if he is just weird, just put up with it, but I was forced to serve Him in a maid outfit all day long!

Closer to home, the reason for the problem is not that there is a problem with the general direction and thinking, but the transition from an ordinary spell caster to a 'blasphemous mage'. The span is really too big. It is so big that it is almost impossible under the non-uniform magic system. Issues of smooth transition.

And if you abandon the 'jump' and use the traditional 'linear', the stability will be improved, but it will also lay hidden dangers for subsequent evolution, and it is likely to greatly increase the failure rate.

But even if it succeeds, the subsequent difficulty is not optimistic; after becoming a blasphemy mage, not only the three major magics, but also the casters who evolve through different paths under the same magic system are completely different. The difference is so big that they are almost two species level.

For example - and damn I have to give an example again, I hate this - if you think of the previous 'conversion' as going from an apple to an orange, then this time I'm going to turn the banana into a monkey.

That's right, it's not a banana-flavored monkey or a monkey-flavored banana, damn I must have been too sleepy to think of this metaphor, but a complete transformation of a banana into a monkey... In short, don't pay attention to the details, just understand the spirit.

How to successfully complete the conversion between completely different 'species' has become a new problem in the next step; to solve it, I need some inspiration.

Carlos said that I have pushed myself too hard recently. If I don't communicate with others or breathe fresh air for a long time, my brain, no matter how smart it is, will start to become very slow and easy to get into trouble.

I'd love to argue that I've always been with my best friend, but the thought of Him actually being... doesn't seem very convincing.

So I plan to take his advice and go out for a while, attend some salon parties or hang out in the zoo - those ignorant children, watching them learn from Uncle Isaac that unicorns do not exist in this world , the disillusioned look on the little goblin’s face is really pleasing to the body and mind. There is nothing more conducive to relaxation than this...]

[On November 3rd, Count Lorenzo invited me to his private banquet. In order to thank him for his generosity, I specially told him the respected Countess Lorenzo—the ruby ​​necklace around his wife’s neck was fake. Look. The workmanship is worth at most five silver coins.

The strange thing was that he didn't seem happy, and what was even stranger was that his wife was also unhappy but thanked me, and then the banquet, which was boring except for the fact that the fish was very fresh, ended hastily. 】

[On November 5th, Baron Auden sent me an invitation to his private salon. He also secretly told me that it was Countess Lorenzo’s birthday. Count Lorenzo, who was addicted to gambling and lost money, had to get a piece. Fake gemstones fooled my wife.

Okay, now I finally understand why they were unhappy that day, but why does everyone blame me for their divorce?

Unlike the gambler Count Lorenzo, Baron Oden is an adventurer. He claims to have been a knight errant for a period of time and is well-informed. He once saw a blue-white dragon on Yuezhao Peak and became friends with him. friend.

He must be talking about Lodovico! That guy was very timid and liked to scare others; so I asked Lodovico where he had left the 'Dragon Scale Brand' for him, and by the way, I showed him the one that the guy had left under my right rib.

Baron Oden stared at the mark on my body and was stunned for a while as if he had lost his soul. Then he suddenly started talking about something else. Until the end of the banquet, he did not talk to me about Lodovico or anything else. Show me his dragon scale brand.

What a cheapskate, I will never go to his party again! 】

[On November 10th, St. John's College invited me to visit their laboratory and wanted me to give them some advice on their latest research results.

Recent events have hit me a bit. I didn’t even plan to go, but since they wanted me to give my opinion, I had to do it reluctantly.

Dear Little John, here’s a reminder: when someone says ‘I hope you have some advice’, what they really mean is ‘I hope you will praise me very much’. Don’t be fooled by them. The pretended modesty was deceived!

I fell into this trap - after spending two hours painstakingly explaining to them all the problems of the entire experiment, you thought I would receive flowers and applause, but in fact I was given a cold reception.

And it was a cold moment in the true sense, not an exaggerated adjective: a few apprentices who seemed to hate me to the point of gnashing their teeth actually tried to lock me into the underground cold storage where the experimental products were kept while I wasn't paying attention. 】

[On November 15th, because I couldn’t find a banquet where I could eat and drink, I had to go to the zoo in Whitehall to see if the animals Carlos had spent a lot of money to get were enjoying being locked up. Life in a cage.

I thought this must be another boring day, until I met two cute children in front of a unicorn statue...]

...The corners of Anson's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

The content of the next few pages is still about St. Isaac wandering around, "public executions" on various occasions to those who kindly invited him, and offending the city of Clovis from top to bottom.

Although he didn’t know why Saint Isaac could survive until the church decided to assassinate him, Anson finally understood why the Faithless Knights refused to take out this part of the diary at first, but used the "Great Magic Book" as a meeting gift.

I originally thought I could find another evolutionary path besides the three old gods, but when I got it, I found it was Saint Isaac's diary of complaints... Sighing slightly, Anson closed the notebook in disappointment.

"Although no solution has been found to bridge the gap from ordinary spellcasters to blasphemous mages, even the existing information is already of high value."

Thalia, who was smiling, raised her head and said softly, "Although it will inevitably fail in the end, maybe this is the best result."

"The best result?" Anson was stunned for a moment.

"Yes." Thalia, with wide eyes, nodded seriously:

"Although his research cannot be completely denied, if the path chosen by St. Isaac is the correct one, doesn't it mean that the path taken by dear Anson is also a failed path and is destined to fail to evolve into a perfect existence?"

Well, I'm actually not sure if I want to be perfect... Anson, who was honest in his heart, turned serious, nodded slightly and said, "Indeed."

"I also think Saint Isaac is too extreme. According to his statement, there can only be one successful evolution. This seems to directly deny the vast majority of possibilities and limits the standard of success to 'immortality'."

Although it is unclear what the ultimate vision pursued by the other two major magics is, Anson does not think that "immortality" is the goal of the conjurer and has something to do with it. This can be judged from the characteristics of conjuration magic.

The initial stage is just to have an excellent sense of distance and improve the perception of the surrounding world; then it is to be able to slightly "distort" certain physical laws, and then to completely break the laws in the real sense and be able to control the casting range at will everything of.

Whether it is [Gathering Flame], [Sharp Wind] or [Mist of the Undead]...it seems that all the spells he masters follow this principle.

Coupled with the fact that the shape of the casting range can be changed as the level increases, Anson speculates that if he becomes a blasphemy mage, the casting range will be further increased, and at the same time he will master some kind of ability to distort reality on a large scale.

Let’s take a look at Aton, the founder of curse magic, who is called the “Controller of Destiny”... Break the shackles of reality, let your will prevail over the world, and completely control your destiny in the palm of your hand. No one can interfere... This may be the ultimate goal of conjuration.

The abilities of black magic are concentrated on the levels of "snooping", "insight" and "perception", and their style is similar to that of scholars who pursue knowledge and truth.

As for why Saint Isaac identified the ultimate goal of the three major magics as "immortality", it may have something to do with his friend the "blood magic apostle". After all, he is known as the "extraordinary" Pluto, which is blood magic. The Lord pursues the limit of life, so it is natural for him to have such thoughts.

Thinking of this, Anson couldn't help but glance at Thalia secretly. According to his speculation, Saint Isaac, who has never left Clovis City in his life, the blood magic apostle he is most likely to encounter is probably...

"Rune."

Thalia suddenly spoke.

Um? Anson looked stunned, not knowing what she was talking about.

"My father is also the real patriarch of the Luen family." Talia, with a smile on her face, could only explain:

"He's coming to Beluga Harbor."