Chapter 284: Wizardry
Even so, Karl still took out the Desecrated Potion and drank it down in one gulp.
Even if it was the blood of an evil god, he was not afraid. On the contrary, he could convert it into Source Essence to increase his own strength.
But unfortunately.
The evil god substance within the Desecrated Potion did not contain Source Essence.
Karl swallowed it, not to change his body with the help of the potion, but to refine it with the Three Plates Technique.
The Three Plates Technique is skilled in the way of change, and can completely use the things in the potion to evolve into an advanced state.
In terms of rank.
The complete version of the Three Plates Technique is at least fifth-order, possibly even higher than the evil god ‘Pale Wing’.
“Hmm!”
With a muffled groan, Karl’s eyes suddenly opened wide.
His pupils silently turned pitch black, like a passage to hell, and his hair turned silver-white. Even his facial features and body shape changed to some extent.
Eerie!
Handsome!
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The battle aura emanating from his body was more like wisps of pale white ribbons, exuding an aura that devoured all vitality.
A pair of wings vaguely appeared behind him.
Pale Wing!
Moving his hands and feet, Karl muttered softly:
“Like this, I should be able to deceive the higher-ups of the Holy Sanctuary, right?”
Steadying himself, his gaze fell on his own data panel.
Name: Karl
Constitution: 49.6
Mental Power: 50.3
Source Essence: 416
Level: Second-Order Holy Knight, Third-Circle Wizard
Abyssal Bloodline Fusion Rate: 85%
The over four hundred Source Essence on the data panel gave Karl a strange sense of security in his heart.
Even with a ratio of twenty to one, so much Source Essence could still allow his Mental Power to break through the seventy mark.
That is, a Middle Stage, Third-Circle Wizard!
However, he was not in a hurry to increase his cultivation at the moment.
Firstly,
The increase in cultivation has always been more difficult the further one goes, so it is more cost-effective to use it later.
Secondly,
Ever since he advanced to a Third-Circle Wizard, the fusion rate of the Abyssal Giant Squid bloodline had been increasing rapidly, and his constitution was also getting stronger. It was not appropriate to interrupt this progress by using Source Essence to increase his cultivation.
“I’ll wait until the bloodline fusion rate reaches 100%, my constitution exceeds fifty, and I become a Forbidden Knight before I think about it.”
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Royal City.
Yesterday’s snowfall had covered the entire city with a thick layer of winter clothing.
The wheels of the carriage pressed against the snow on the road, and one could see residents on both sides of the street clearing the snow in front of their homes.
“Whoa…”
Bastien pulled the reins and stopped the carriage, taking out a stool and cloak to help Karl down from the carriage.
Stepping on the stool, Karl landed and looked at the manor in front of him.
Unlike his manor in the suburbs, this was an area close to the core of the Royal City, which could be described as prime real estate.
To be able to build such a luxurious manor here, the owner’s power and wealth were unimaginable.
“Earl Connie.”
A middle-aged priest came to greet him:
“You’ve arrived.”
“Mm.” Karl nodded, following the other into the manor, and asked:
“When did Earl Jeff start showing his current condition?”
“Half a year ago.” Swinburne was the priest on this street, and also a subordinate of Remiel.
He explained:
“Half a year ago, Earl Jeff went out, and when he came back, he lost his appetite and his spirit deteriorated.”
“I cast a divine technique on him, and also asked a physician to come and treat him, but the effects have not been good.”
“A few days ago, Bishop Louis came and said that you might have a solution.”
As he spoke, he glanced at Karl with a hint of curiosity.
Even divine techniques and top physicians could not cure the illness, so what could this young earl do?
However, he dared not question Bishop Louis’ words.
“Squeak… Squeak…”
Stepping on the thick snow, the two made rhythmic sounds as they followed the manor servants to a greenhouse.
In the center of the greenhouse was a soft couch, and a white-haired old man was lying on it, his breath weak.
Karl’s expression was strange:
“Earl Jeff?”
“Yes.” The priest sighed:
“He is Earl Jeff. The Earl is only thirty years old this year, but he looks like an old man in his sixties or seventies.”
“Mm.” Karl stepped forward, casually glancing at him, and said:
“You’ve added a permanent divine technique to him?”
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Although divine techniques are miraculous, most of them do not last long. Only by paying a great price can one make a divine technique permanent on a person.
For example, the Blessing of the Goddess of Fate on Karl was a permanent divine technique of at least the fifth or even sixth order.
The divine technique on Earl Jeff was also like this, but its rank was very low, only a first-order Blessing of Life. Even so, it was extremely rare.
“Yes.”
The priest responded, and said in a low voice:
“The Duke requested it.”
The Duke?
Karl understood.
Earl Jeff had a good father, one of the four current dukes of the kingdom, and he had the bloodline of a god flowing through him.
However, unlike the dukes in the Other World, the dukes in this world were used to a life of comfort and luxury. Except for the few dukes of the Kingdom of Colon, the dukes of other countries rarely reached the third-order Forbidden Knight level.
One must know.
A duke is born a legendary ‘living being’, and with a little effort, they would become a second-order Holy Knight.
“Weak body, listless spirit.”
After a brief examination, Karl nodded and said:
“I understand it more or less.”
“Then…” the priest said:
“How does the Earl plan to treat him?”
“The patient’s condition is too strange, I need to go back and think about it carefully, I can’t give you an answer for the time being.” Karl said:
“When I’ve figured it out, I’ll come again in a few days.”
“This…” The priest hesitated:
“Alright then!”
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On the way back, Karl sat in the carriage, his eyes half-closed, and a slight smile on his lips.
“Wizardry…”
Only wizardry could torture an earl into that state under the protection of divine techniques.
Fortunately, Earl Jeff himself had the strength of a Grand Knight, and also had the divine technique cast by the priest on him, otherwise he would have died a few years ago.
To cast wizardry on an earl with a duke’s background, there must be ulterior motives.
“Whoa…”
Bastien suddenly stopped the carriage and roared at the person blocking the road ahead:
“What’s wrong with you?”
“The road is slippery after the snow, and you suddenly appeared. What if I didn’t have time to stop and hit someone?”
“Alright.” Karl said from inside the carriage:
“Let that person in.”
“Huh?” Bastien was stunned, and saw that the person blocking the road had already jumped onto the carriage and slid into the carriage.
Their movements were extremely nimble.
“Earl Connie.”
The person who entered the carriage took off their hat, revealing delicate and gorgeous features. It was actually a beautiful woman. The visitor smiled and said:
“I’ve long heard of your name, but this is the first time I’ve seen you. I’m Yura, Jeff’s younger sister.”
“Ms. Yura.” Karl looked at the visitor. He did not seem surprised by her sudden visit, but only examined her and said:
“I didn’t expect that you would actually be a Legendary Knight.”
“For people like us, becoming a legend is not that difficult.” Yura smiled:
“Even with a thin bloodline.”
“It’s people like my brother who haven’t improved much in strength from birth to adulthood who are the anomalies.”
Karl nodded.
Yura also had the duke’s bloodline. Although she was not born a legendary living being, she was not bad either. She only needed to put in a little effort to advance to the legendary level.
After all, their bloodlines did not have the limitations of breaking through realms.
“Ms. Yura wants to ask me about Earl Jeff’s condition?”
“Yes.”
Yura nodded, looking at him strangely:
“I didn’t expect that there would actually be a Formal Wizard living in the Royal City. Someone wants to meet you.”
“Who?” Karl asked:
“The one who put the curse on Earl Jeff?”
He shook his head lightly:
“I am a White Wizard, and I abide by the agreement between the gods and the wizards. I will not attack ordinary people on this continent, but someone has obviously broken the rules.”
“Earl Connie.” Yura frowned:
“Maybe…”
“Is this something that someone did on purpose? You went to my brother’s manor, did you see his wife? Was there no one to greet you? Even if you heal him, how much reward can you get?”
“Hmm…” Karl pondered:
“So, you’re the one who wants to plunder the bloodline from Jeff?”
Yura did not confirm or deny it, and said:
“Earl Connie, there is a Wizard Association in the Royal City. I wonder if you would be interested in becoming the Vice President of the Association?”
