Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 631: Hidden Secret Society (4 in 1)

Although Lady Edwin has long been untouched and is now merely an ornament in the palace.

But his sudden departure still brought with it all sorts of rumors and gossip.

Bart was very unhappy about this.

Deep down, I made a strong decision: I would not tolerate this humiliation.

With the Empire's strength, it's entirely possible that it could defeat the so-called Iris Alliance with its remaining strength.

Then they stormed into Mtraken and exposed the mysterious figure who was playing tricks.

However, reality soon taught him a lesson.

The Iris Alliance has surprisingly announced the establishment of a faith, adding the titles of seven goddesses in addition to the God of Wishes!
"Are they crazy?"

Bart found it quite unbelievable.

In the past, various countries on the mainland also had beliefs in mountains, rivers, or ancestral spirits.

But there are no personified gods yet.

"Your Majesty, as far as we know, Grand Duke Bernard once promised the God of Wishes that he would use the faith of his people as collateral in exchange for greater support."

The Apostle sets seen on the battlefield before originated from this.

The intelligence chief informed them.

Bart couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

A king who has lost his country will lose everything. Of course, he can promise anything, but he cannot help but consider more factors and cannot make a decision so easily.

"Looks like I'll have to go there again!"

……

Just over three months later.

An elite army marched toward Mtraken.

Barth personally led the expedition, bringing with him his most elite guards and the treasures he intended to use to make a wish upon the god of wishes.

This time, he found the statue again without much effort.

"..."

At the mouth of the valley, Bart looked up at the golden, pristine statue and became increasingly certain that it was a powerful spellcaster playing tricks behind the scenes.

But even so, he could do nothing.

He once thought that as the emperor, he had countless armored soldiers under his command and a full tent of strategists.

No matter how powerful or mysterious the other party is, they will inevitably be exposed and forced to submit.

To his disappointment, despite conquering multiple countries and searching across most of the continent, he still found nothing.

The other party's methods and skills are indeed remarkable.

That powerful puppet was indeed quite amazing.

The skilled craftsmen in the country had never seen anything like it before and were completely unable to disassemble it.

"In any case, based on previous experiences and the rumors circulating from other people's side."

This mastermind did keep their promise and truly adhered to the principle of equivalent exchange...

Therefore, in order to obtain something more powerful and useful, one must inevitably pay a greater price.

But when making a wish, be sure to clarify things beforehand, so you don't fall for his tricks!

After making up his mind, Barth ordered the offerings to be laid out, then dismissed everyone around him and stayed behind to make his wish.

"I want something that belongs solely to me, is indivisible, and is not a rented, exclusive treasure!"

It can be used to grant any wish!

Bart used a clever trick to test the god of wishes.

"..."

"A clever trick of his own making."

What Bart had no idea was that behind the screen, Roy made the following comments.

No matter how pedantic the wording, it's still within the framework of the devil's contract.

Without sufficient force to coerce others into submission, and without enough leverage to instill fear and compel them to abide by the agreement, there is no choice but to comply.

No matter how clever you are, you have no right to explain.

At this point, just honestly choose equivalent exchange; why bother trying to fulfill any wish?

Roy thought for a moment and then passed over a bottle of "Sweet Dreams".

There is everything in the dream.

"As you wish, I grant you the miracle of unlimited desires!"

Anyway, having had it once is a kind of achievement, right?
When I awoke from my dream, the bubble burst. What does that have to do with the god of my wishes?

But to his surprise, Bart's intelligence suddenly returned.

He didn't even glance at the potion, but instead placed three more portions of green treasures that had reached the first stage, which could be considered rare treasures in this world.

"I want detailed knowledge of enchanted gunpowder and alchemical explosives!"

The Empire has spies and has already obtained some key intelligence from the Alliance.

I decisively chose the relevant knowledge.

Roy was slightly surprised, but after a moment's thought, he did not break his "wizard's motto" and kept his promise to exchange with him.

After obtaining it, Bart left decisively.

"This Bart seems to have some ideas of his own?"

Roy rested his chin on his hand, thinking to himself that Grand Duke Bernard and his group might be in some trouble.

……

Sure enough, shortly after Bart returned, the Empire quickly built arsenals and invented two major troop types: musketeers and grenadiers.

Soon after, they successfully stormed the alliance's nitrogen fertilizer plant, capturing the craftsmen and the supervisor in charge of nitrogen fertilizer production, and using both kindness and coercion to bring them under their control.

The Megan Empire, with its vast territory, abundant resources, and large population, quickly overtook the Mögen Empire with its superior capital and re-established a huge advantage.

By March of the new year, the decline had reversed, once again putting the league in turmoil.

Grand Duke Bernard had no choice but to try to raise the treasures and send envoys to pray again.

But this time, Bart went even further.

He actually managed to turn the messengers against him and successfully intercept the items they had wished for.

"Demonic Heart Transplantation Technique!"

You actually want to create warriors with this!
Unfortunately, it's mine now!

In May, Bart successfully transplanted a magically refined demon heart, which turned out to be a rare Dragonblood War Lizardman Warlock's Heart, and successfully gained some spellcasting ability!
When Roy learned of this, he was also full of admiration.

"This is an extremely rare and precious ability in a low-magic world. That War Lizardman had already reached the level of an elite leader, but he still couldn't withstand the siege of a large number of elite soldiers and generals, and handed over his excellent heart and bloodline ability for nothing!"

According to reports from spies developed by Shkod, the heart may possess a small portion of red dragon blood, granting Bart the ability to control flames.

He can not only use the innate skill of "fire weapon", but also perform "fire breath" on a small scale.

Their overall strength is only one step away from that of a true great knight.

It's even possible that they could break through the Great Knight level and truly ascend to the First Rank!
However, Roy remained calm, because he had already prepared a backup plan.

If pushed too far, it's not impossible that they might just take matters into their own hands and overturn the table.

So, while they were amazed, they remained completely unmoved and didn't care at all about Barthes's behavior.

He even subtly condoned and allowed the other party to gain more advantages and strive for the status of the protagonist of the world and the chosen one.

This way, you can fatten up the food and make it easier to get what you want.

However, just over a month later...

Prandtse, who was on an exploration mission far away, sent back an urgent message.

"I've discovered traces of outsiders here; it seems adventurers from Achinella may have been to this world before!"

******
"Adventurers of Achinila..."

How can you be so sure?

Roy was somewhat surprised and immediately focused his attention on it.

"They left notes here."

It looks like a relic from a hundred years ago, not a recent find.

Prandtse gave a brief explanation.

It turned out that the traces she discovered came from some adventurers from other dimensions.

Like the wizarding world, high-magic worlds like Achinira send out large numbers of people every year to explore distant places using spells like "random teleportation" or dimensional tides.

This kind of work is, of course, dangerous and arduous, and not many monks are willing to do it.

However, every year, the Arcane Academy receives a large number of novice mages who have not yet graduated, as well as all sorts of vagrants, gamblers, and adventurers who apply for positions.

Therefore, there is never a shortage of people willing to undertake cross-dimensional adventures.

Due to the vast distance between them, even the legendary archmages of Achinila found it difficult to accurately grasp the situation on this side.

However, they possess spells such as "prophecy", "otherworldly exploration", and "true knowledge", which allow them to obtain some general information.

Hundreds or even thousands of years of continuous operation have been enough to accumulate a large number of clues.

Whenever a world beacon matures, they will try to establish a teleportation channel to send their warring legions there.

Later, because of his confrontation with the wizard Vizel, he adopted a strategy of constant competition.

The strategy involves dispatching various spies or mobilizing specialized prophetic resources to target wizards for reconnaissance.

As soon as the wizard makes any unusual moves, they immediately follow suit.

Every now and then, beings like those from the world of Astor are targeted.

Of course, wizards have also used similar methods to retaliate.

Thinking of this, Roy's surprise gradually faded, replaced by a sense of helplessness.

Fortunately, he had prepared himself mentally before coming here.

All sorts of mages, demons, and even abyssal demons surged in all at once.

It's highly likely.

It's actually a low probability that no one will discover this place at all, allowing it to develop in peace.

"Send those documents over first..."

No, I'll go myself and investigate!

Roy gave the order, but quickly changed his mind.

……

That afternoon.

In the southeastern part of the mainland, in an unnamed mountain range near the sea.

Roy found Prandtse.

Following instructions, the dark elf lit a bonfire in a prominent high place early on, which guided him to the location.

Then, they took him to the cave below, where they found a small campsite engulfed by moss and vines.

Judging from the damaged magic array and the rotten wood, it has indeed been abandoned for a long time.

"Where is that notebook you mentioned?"

After Roy did a quick check, he turned to look at Prandtse.

"Give."

Prandtie took the things out.

This is a notebook designed for adventure, protected by a slightly runic array. The gold lettering on the leather cover is blurred, and the inner pages are stained with wine and mold.

But the text is still legible.

This common language of the high-magic world is suitable for adventurers with low levels of education; even novice apprentices can write it, so Roy can naturally understand it.

"François calendar, February 6, 3967..."

We've finally arrived in the new world!

Damn creditors, damn gangs, get away from me! Hahahaha!

The wise captain suggested that everyone follow Article 13 of the Pioneers' Covenant and start with a fun-filled party to celebrate.

I see several older ladies in the group, still quite charming, hahaha!

"François calendar, February 7, 3967..."

The air in the new world was indeed as sweet as candy...

Also, I don't have to pay back that damn 1800 gold coins anymore!

Just imagining that old vampire's furious and desperate state, unable to find anyone, is so satisfying!

Heh, let's party again tonight, even more fun!

The only regret is that I couldn't borrow more before leaving...

"François calendar, February 8, 3967..."

Explore along the valley and find a fluorescent frog that farts.

On the way, I was exchanging loan-collecting tips with my fellow traveler, Shanlu, when I wasn't paying attention and swallowed a mouthful of farts—it was disgusting!

Thankfully, we had a party tonight; the more we party, the more fun we have!

"François calendar, February 9, 3967..."

Explore by day, party by night...

The adventurer's life of exploring other worlds is truly full of fun!

That damned old Charlie! I should have never told him about the farting frogs; he got rid of them first!

"François calendar, February 10, 3967..."

Suddenly, a torrential downpour started, and everyone got soaked to the bone. Luckily, the hot spring that Old Charlie had discovered came in handy, and everyone enjoyed a bath while having another fun party…

……

"François calendar, February 5, 3968..."

Oh, damn it, I've been in this bird world for over a year and only now do I discover that there are such dangerous creatures as giant magicians.

Grands was hit by a fireball and he's clearly not going to make it!

The others were also exhausted and several were injured.

Looks like we won't be able to have a party for the next few nights..."

"François calendar, February 25, 3968..."

Oh, it's simply a miracle!

Grands actually pulled through and even attended tonight's party. That old guy's got real guts!

"François calendar, February 29, 3968..."

I got drenched in the urine of a ferocious baboon, and now I'm completely green and glowing, it's like a ghost...

Fortunately, we finally made it out of the forest. Oh my god, what did I see? Humans! A human town!
"Hey girl from another world, here I come!"

"François calendar, February 1, 3968..."

"Language fluency" is truly amazing. The mage Moen in the team is doing so well, it's no wonder...

However, it seems he and the captain had a disagreement regarding the strategy for contacting the natives...

I didn't manage to find a girl, so frustrating..."

"François calendar, February 3, 3968..."

Damn it, Moen was right, those natives are in considerable danger too! Two sorceresses and two female warriors…

They're all dead, so we can't have parties anymore..."

"François calendar, February 30, 3969..."

Having stumbled into a kobold camp, they were astonished to find that they used giant rats as mounts!
Damn otherworldly creatures!
Only I survived, along with the captain who lost an arm and the mage Moen...

Before he died, old Charlie detonated all the magical gunpowder. May the gods bless him and send him to a paradise where he can party every day…

"François calendar, February 4, 3969..."

The captain suggested, "How about we sell the beacon to the Empire?"
They're desperately needing new targets, and they'll definitely spend a lot of money on them...

Moen still disagreed with him, saying he wanted to build his own empire here and not be a dog for the empire…

******
In this notebook, Roy learned about the general experiences of this nameless adventurer over the past two years since he arrived here.

Their team landed deep in the mountains and forests, initially thinking it was an undeveloped, primitive area.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the mountains and forests, they discovered a town inhabited by humans.

This became a turning point in the team's fate.

The team suffered a significant loss of manpower, far more than just "four old aunties".

Later, the remnants of the army unfortunately stumbled into the kobold camp and were brutally slaughtered by the mutated kobolds.

In the end, only the owner of the notebook, the captain who was clearly at the peak of his apprenticeship, and Moen were left to escape into this cave.

"The two of them had a disagreement, mainly because the captain wanted to upload information about this world and sell it to Achinila."

The apprentice monk Moen, however, harbored even greater ambitions.

He may have already determined that this world is of low level, and that he wants to conquer it and become king based on his knowledge!

"Although the World Beacon is valuable, it is only enough to help him advance to the rank of a formal mage. It may not necessarily be as valuable as ruling the world."

Pramie had also read the notebook and joined in the analysis.

"But in the end, he was unable to fulfill this wish, and the notes came to an end..."

It's just unknown who will ultimately prevail.

What happened next is unknown, but Roy had a vague feeling that the conflict was irreconcilable.

"Judging from the fact that the notes abruptly ended, it's possible that Moen ambushed the captain and him to silence them."

Prandtse nodded upon hearing this.

Although the captain is also suspected of killing them to take all the benefits for himself.

But generally speaking, the spellcaster is the one who truly holds the initiative.

Moreover, his goal is to become the dominant power here, which requires even more secrecy.

In the end, the information here was not leaked.

Otherwise, a mage tower might have already appeared.

But soon, Pranzhe raised another question: "This place hasn't become the world that the mage wanted it to rule."

"It is very likely that later, when Wizel sent his apprentices to explore, he was alerted and had to hide."

Besides, how could a mere novice monk so easily rule the world?

Roy turned his attention to the adventure team's encounters with humans.

"I speculate that they must have attracted the attention of the world's will during their exploration process."

The difficulties they faced kept increasing, as if guided by some unseen destiny.

But their luck took a sharp turn for the worse after they encountered humans.

After that, Moen, as a novice monk, should have realized this as well.

He changed his mind and went into hiding…

This is a reasonable deduction.

Moen has no way of resisting the will of the world like Roy does.

"Hidden?"

Prandtse instantly felt like she was being pricked by needles.

"If someone like that dies, so be it. But if they haven't died, they should have already advanced to the level of a first-level wizard and be able to cast quite a few spells from level 0 to 3!"

……

A potential level one mage instantly became the focus of Roy's faction's attention.

Roy immediately contacted Celine, informed everyone under his command of the news, and raised the alert level.

Meanwhile, Zoffer, the "God's Scout" crafted from Radiant Gold, set out once again, scattering various small reconnaissance puppets along the way.

With Roy's current alchemy skills, it would be easy for him to create a fist-sized, autonomous machine that could automatically activate and operate after being dropped.

Both Vize and Achinira possessed numerous similar blueprints.

It uses an egg-shaped design, resembling an improved version of the Wizard's Eye with spider legs.

Its name is "Mana Eye of Moreira".

Its primary function is not to capture visible light signals, but to analyze the omnipresent mana energy and detect changes in the source of magic.

As we all know, whether it's a wizard, mage, priest, or any other spellcaster, or even a melee class.

Most spellcasting abilities involve interaction with the mana of the natural world.

Moreover, the vast majority of them are created by mentally manipulating spell models and then transforming them into magical energy or various energy particles.

This "Eye of Mana" can analyze the spellcasting records and spell strength of various professions within a certain area.

The different meditation methods and spellcasting principles of wizards and sorcerers also create the difference between witchcraft and arcane arts.

It has the ability to distinguish this difference and record it.

Over the years, Roy has actually deployed similar reconnaissance devices in the vicinity, but they have always been mainly used for defensive outposts.

Until now, we are conducting more proactive exploration.

……

Several more months passed quickly.

The beginning of the new year.

In the human world, in the newly established Iris Federation.

Shkod flipped through the files, carefully examining the various important intelligence reports submitted by his subordinates.

Suddenly, an unusual phenomenon caught his attention.

"In the town of Beledo in the southeast of the continent, merchants often appear to purchase various daily necessities."

But that wasn't a normal business transaction; it was more like someone living in seclusion needed these supplies from the outside world.

Shkod suddenly realized, as he reread the history of the town of Beledo's development, that the town should not have been so prosperous!

"It has no port and is not a resource-producing area, so why are there so many merchants gathering here, and why do they often purchase all kinds of magical materials?"

Originally, no one paid attention to this matter, but with the rise of the Megan Empire, the Iris Federation united and began to share trade and population data.

With Roy's secret instructions to keep a close watch, Shkod finally became wary.

This unusual phenomenon was immediately reported to Roy.

"Should we send someone to track the caravan and investigate?"

"No, do not act rashly!"
All you need to do is control the two roads leading in and out, and confirm where the supplies 'mysteriously disappeared'!

Roy immediately stopped Shkod's suggestion and then meticulously crafted a reconnaissance tool embedded with gem life.

He wasn't sure who the other person was, let alone their specific strength level.

However, one thing is certain: the long-range communication possessed by gem life forms is reliable and covert communication.

By using this remote control tool, one can infiltrate the area and safely conduct reconnaissance.

Soon, Roy created an exquisite alchemical artifact, shaped like a fine first-level fire elemental gem, and it was in its original state, with no visible flaws in its appearance.

Soon, good news arrived.

A big fish has taken the bait!
******
Just as I expected!
This world is extremely lacking in all kinds of treasures, and if the other party manages to collect them, they certainly won't want to waste them.

Whether that person was actually the apprentice monk Moen or not, he had stayed in this small place since his early years and did not have much knowledge or insight.

There's definitely no way they'll be able to detect the mechanism I hid inside...

Let me see who's hiding over there!

Inside the monk's mansion.

Roy gently stroked a crystal ball the size of a fist in his hand.

The magical energy surged into it, activating half of the gem life element in the core.

A moment later, a faint white light appeared.

Like a 3D projection, the image is projected into the sphere, creating a 3D image that makes people feel as if they are there.

A hidden room appeared on the screen.

The surrounding walls and floors seemed to be made of some strange material, giving them an ancient and dark appearance.

But Roy quickly recognized that it contained the secrets of rune arrays, and that he was quite skilled at it.

"This is an arcane array of concealment, isolation, and reconnaissance arrays..."

Many fundamental concepts are interconnected; even the most advanced spells are bound to contain a large number of primitive, elementary arrays at their core.

Therefore, as a novice mage, just like the apprentices on the wizarding side, he received a complete basic education.

This is the source of self-learning ability and the ladder to climb to the top.

Roy wasn't at all surprised that the other party possessed these things.

However, it seems that it has begun to deviate from the Arcane system of Achinira and has developed its own rune style.

"Let me see, could Moen be a genius?"

Roy, with his spiritual power, once again channeled it into the image to maintain it.

They soon discovered that the person sitting in the room was not Moen, as described in the notes.

Although monks are capable of changing bodies, many monks are quite reluctant to engage in this "custom" of cutting themselves.

This also involves some of the laws of Achinila, as well as taboo events such as possession that have occurred in history.

With these restrictions imposed, related arcane research naturally had to go underground.

If we had to draw an analogy, it would be roughly equivalent to the ethical and moral constraints of gene cloning.

Therefore, Roy was basically able to determine that the other party was not Moen.

Because Moen is a fire-based elemental mage who once took a special potion that turned his hair fiery red, and even altered his skin and pupils.

None of the people present had this physical characteristic.

Roy saw that the other person was holding the fire elemental gem that he had carefully crafted, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his young face.

Soon after, several people, both men and women, walked in through the door. Some of the older ones had white hair and beards.

They all wore simple robes, and their style was somewhat similar to that of the apprentice shamans of Achinila.

"Mogos, what's the rush to summon us here? Hmm? What's this?"

Suddenly, everyone's attention turned to the young man.

"Look what this is! I just discovered a treasure far surpassing any gem I've ever seen before!"

What astonishing elemental power! Its energy ceiling has already reached…

Moggs used a localized indigenous adjective, which Roy automatically interpreted as 150 degrees.

Then there's an introduction about the output power reaching 15 degrees Celsius, etc.

"What?! That's amazing!"

The others were indeed shocked.

Roy could understand their shock.

After all, for these natives who were equivalent to peak apprentice mages or elite students, treasures worth more than 1 magic stones were still quite precious.

Keep in mind, that's 1 magic stones from a high-magic world.

If converted into the various low-level materials of this world, the price would probably be several times higher.

"According to the rules, let's have a public auction!"
If used properly, it could probably be enough to create a legendary level one magic staff!

Everyone took action immediately.

Roy was quite taken aback when he first heard the phrase "the legendary first-class staff".

He coughed lightly, but continued to listen patiently.

It wasn't until Mogos paid a hefty price to acquire the gem that he gradually began to compile the information.

Over the next few days, Roy continued to spend time monitoring them, gradually gaining some understanding of these people.

"Celine, help me summarize."

"Yes!"

A beautiful young girl's head floated over, her cherry lips slightly parted.

"This is a mysterious organization originating from the Mage Moen, called the Moen Hermitage, composed of native spellcasters who aspire to transcend the world and advance to a higher level."

The mage Moen did indeed kill his former teammate, successfully went into hiding, and sought advancement.

However, his talent and ability were simply too low, and he never managed to advance to the next level in his entire life, let alone rule the world...

In his later years, he felt deeply regretful for his shortsightedness in his youth. He finally began to travel around with a peaceful mind, enjoying his last days while searching for descendants to inherit his life's learning.

The Monastery of Moen was founded by his disciples in accordance with his last wishes.

The organization takes it upon itself to transcend the world and does not intervene in worldly disputes, but it still silently observes the world in its own way and cultivates hidden external forces.

However, even those on the periphery were completely unable to uncover their secrets.

Because their primary criterion for selecting members is reaching the pinnacle of internships at this global bottleneck, and having a philosophy of surpassing and advancing...

This is a principle-like tenet, similar to a wizard's maxim; in other words, it requires like-minded mentors and friends.

After summarizing, Celine added more details.

"They had been secretly observing Shkod and his group for decades and had discovered their identities."

As for Mtraken and the God of Wishes, they are already known.

They have not dared to launch an attack simply because they are wary of your strength and that of your followers.

However, they seem to have already made contact with Bart in secret.

They seem to be plotting something, but we haven't been able to figure it out yet.

Roy nodded after listening.

"Archive and encode these materials, then add them to the knowledge base..."

Then, keep a close watch on them and find a way to investigate all their information.

After receiving the order, some of Celine's computing power was allocated to this area.

Roy did not intend to contact them immediately because he found them to be very calm and collected, like an organization capable of getting things done.

These people are all native-born elites of the Al-Araji world, and they naturally possess certain missions.

Driven by fate, one might even step onto the stage of the times and bring some surprises.

At the same time, he was also thinking about what identity and stance he should take when contacting them.

But in any case, it was not a simple matter of killing or destruction.

Because he truly regarded this place as his homeland and wanted to turn these elites into his subjects.

Unless it is completely impossible to subdue.

(End of this chapter)