The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 955 The Wizard After the Internal Strife

Military reform, which involves military corps, is naturally not something that can be easily accomplished with just a few words.

The complex web of interests and demands involved is not something that an average person can easily understand.

Fortunately, Richard didn't need to deal with these things. He only needed to make the decisions, and the Grand Wizard could handle the rest.

Based on the military reforms, Richard explained at the meeting his and the Titan King's ideas for the next phase of the war.

The defensive tactic might sound like a laissez-faire approach at first glance, but after Richard explained it, most of the Overlords had no objections—except for Samael.

The cessation of the attack greatly displeased this war-loving Abyss Overlord. In his view, the Wizard Alliance should have struck at the heart of the enemy and ended the life of the Civilization Devourer with a massive war.

Of course, his opinion was ignored by the many rulers.

Everyone has been in the league for a while now, and they all know what kind of guy Samael is.

“A defensive war is merely a stopgap measure. Its essence is to slow down His growth and buy us time,” Richard continued. “The research on the critical evolution fluid must be accelerated.”

Leaders of each civilization should be elected as soon as possible, but this is an internal matter and the alliance will not interfere.

If possible, we should ideally have multiple leader-level overlords before the final battle.

“The research on the critical evolution fluid has yielded some results,” Beelzebub said. “The Medicine King and I intervened with mysterious power and have already produced a semi-finished product.”

If this thing succeeds, then everyone here would better prepare a physical body for themselves.

As he spoke, Beelzebub grinned.

"Breaking physical limits will no longer be a problem for us."

……

"A defensive battle? The offensive has finally stopped?"

Upon seeing the notification from the military, Gao Wen's expression was almost numb.

There's no other reason than that there have been just too many surprising things happening lately.

First came the massive invasion of civilization devourers, followed by support from the alien civilization's overlords, then the attack ceased and a civil war broke out, which was then quelled in less than a year.

All of this happened rather suddenly.

It's as if this period is what history books call a turning point in history, a time when all the major events happen in quick succession.

"Great news, boss!" Asu cheered upon hearing Richard's voice. "We can live a little longer without having to attack."

boom!
Gao Wen casually tossed the wrench in his hand, and it smashed a large bump onto Asu's head.

"You can't say anything nice," Gawain said angrily. "What do you mean we'll be able to live a little longer? We've been fighting in this war for so many years, and we're all still alive and well!"

Asu rubbed his head and replied with a silly grin, "Haha, boss, you have to face reality. This is just how it is where we are now."

Seeing that Asu was still incorrigible, Gawain was speechless and simply stopped paying attention to the grinning madman.

hum!
A communication request came to Gao Wen's attention.

"Donna?"

Gao Wen looked at the communication request with some confusion.

His communication equipment only supports intra-world communication. How could Dona, an alchemy factory manager in the rear, possibly contact him?

Did Donna get involved in the internal strife?
It shouldn't be.

According to his information, Donna was not involved in this internal strife, and even if there were to be a purge, it wouldn't be her responsibility.

With a sense of doubt, he connected the call, and Donna's pretty face immediately appeared before Gawain.

"Hey, Gao Wen, have you missed me lately?"

Seeing Donna as usual, Gawain felt a little more at ease.

“I thought…” Gawain drawled, “On the battlefield, I even imagined how you would cry when you attended my funeral.”

"You rascal!" Donna shook her head with a smile, then continued, "I came here with the logistics unit to gather information on frontline needs. I think a veteran like you must have a lot to say."

So, give me your room number.

Should we call Asu away?

"It would be best to call him out. My secretary is very curious about this kind of warrior who has been active on the front lines and has always wanted to talk to him."

"Secretary? A big shot," Gao Wen exclaimed dramatically.

Donna rolled her eyes at Gawain: "How many years has Asu been with you? If having a secretary makes you a big shot, then you would have been a big shot hundreds of years ago."

"Alright, room 9874, knock three times hard and two times softly."

"What, you've found a lover?" Donna teased, "You even need a secret signal to get in."

Gawain waved his hand and sighed, "Alas, it's all because of the civil war. A while ago, there was an assassination attempt inside the base, and a lot of wizards were dealt with."

God knows if those guys have calmed down yet.

……

"What's the situation back home?"

Gawain sat on the bed and silently lit a ration cigarette. Beside him, Donna tidied her hair, her face still flushed from the afterglow of their encounter.

"What else can we do? This internal strife has purged a lot of people, and many factory managers have been removed." Donna said softly, "They fought on the front lines for half their lives, and after finally being transferred back to the rear, they were transferred back again."

Fate is unpredictable.

“They brought it on themselves,” Gawain said bluntly. “They couldn’t control their greed, so they deserved to be in the Atonement Army.” Donna didn’t deny it; the warmth in a wizard’s heart is limited, and one cannot receive it from those who are not close to them.

“However, I also benefited from this misfortune,” Donna continued. “I secretly joined the School of Miracles before the Civil War began, and because of this connection, the school’s higher-ups planned to make me a regional manager.”

Upon hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Gao Wen's face.

"You've joined the School of Miracles?"

"Correct."

"...You're smarter than me."

"That's right, some idiot has already earned enough military merit to be transferred back to the rear as a factory director, but he's still staying on the front lines to die."

Gao Wen was somewhat speechless.

The idiot Donna was referring to was naturally him. Back when Donna was transferred back to the rear, she had mentioned this to Gawain, but Gawain refused to answer.

Centuries of war had instilled in him a fear of life outside the battlefield.

Moreover, what was he going back to do?

He had nothing in the rear; years of war had long since thrown the wizards' social relationships into disarray.

Modern wizards have no families or teachers. Although they have classmates and comrades, most of the classmates and comrades of old wizards like Gawain have long since died.

He is a wizard without roots.

The battlefield is where he should live.

Seeing that Gawain remained silent, Donna could only sigh helplessly.

"Oh, you guy."

As she spoke, Donna suddenly brought the bag on the bedside table to her eyes and took out a photograph from it.

"this is for you."

Gao Wen took the photo and looked at its contents with some curiosity.

The photo showed Donna and a girl together. Looking at the antlers on the child's head and the face that resembled Donna's, an idea instantly popped into Gawain's mind.

This is Donna's daughter.

"She...who is she?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in Gao Wen's voice.

“Coward,” Donna said softly. “According to our custom, her name is Hill Gawain Moska. Your daughter.”

“…This joke isn’t funny,” Gawain’s voice was somewhat flustered, “Wizards are trained in incubation chambers…”

“My military equipment is sufficient, Gao Wen, and yours is sufficient too.”

Donna's serious tone left Gawain somewhat at a loss for words.

Although he is hundreds of years old, his heart is still that of the boy who walked out of the wizarding academy.

While the battlefield made him reliable, that was only in the context of the battlefield.

In the battle of life, he is still a new recruit who has just joined the battlefield.

"Gawain, try to live on." Donna got out of bed and entered her alchemical power armor. "Although it sounds respectable that the child has a father who sacrificed himself on the battlefield, I hope even more that she can have a living father by her side."

"Why...why did you do this?" Gawain asked, somewhat at a loss.

Donna's only response to him was a playful smile.

"It's simple, I'm a selfish person. A kite can only be retrieved if it has a string, and I have to be the first to tie the string to it before anyone else does."

……

"It seems that it really was Him."

Within the astral plane, Richard and Wildwind watched the massive fleet leap out of the void, and their hearts immediately calmed down.

The unknown is something even more terrifying than a civilization devourer.

"Is it alright if He leaves it to you to handle?" Richard asked Wildwind.

“No problem,” Yefeng replied confidently. “I haven’t fought these guys much, so He knows limited information about me. Dealing with this fleet shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Alright, I’ll leave this to you.” Richard nodded solemnly.

"What are you going to do?" Ye Feng suddenly asked. "With your current strength, we could actually make a significant leap forward, but this will only slow things down for a longer period of time."

“That time is too short, and it would expose my strength, so it’s not worth it.” Richard shook his head slightly. “I plan to go and take a look at the last civilization. Back then, the Spirit Desert Civilization and you were not the only ones who fought against the Civilization Devourers alongside the Cursed Throne.”

"Once we bring the remaining civilizations in, we can consider a counterattack."

There were several rulers who fought alongside the Cursed Crown against the Devourers of Civilization in the past. Apart from the Sand Spirit Sage of the Spirit Desert Civilization and the Wild Ghost Prophet of the Cursed Demon Empire, there were three other rulers who seemed to be from the same race.

If nothing unexpected happens, the unknown civilization next to the civilization of the gods is the civilization from which those three rulers originated.

"Sending you on a diplomatic mission is truly a waste of your talents," Ye Feng said quietly.

Richard shook his head slightly: "You're wrong. I'm going on this mission for the sake of success. That civilization has instructions from a prophetic ruler, but they haven't made contact with us yet."

This suggests that there are some problems within this civilization.

My mission will at least give it some confidence. Even if we encounter civilization-devouring forces along the way, I will be able to escape safely.

(End of this chapter)