Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 329 The Territory's First Legendary Equipment and Ingrid's Training
Ingrid has been working on this legendary amulet for over a month now. Although daily intelligence reports indicate that she has plenty of inspiration, the production process is still quite lengthy.

Unfortunately, crafting such high-level equipment takes a very long time. For example, even a group of dwarves spent a considerable amount of time crafting a weapon of divine choosing. Ingrid's legendary amulet, which requires the inscription of various magical abilities, is no less difficult to create than a double-sided embroidery.

So Su Li only provided her with inspiration, but never urged her on. After all, to inscribe various magical incantations on a thin amulet while ensuring that several magical abilities worked perfectly without interfering with each other was a true test of her clear mind and steady skills.

After many days, Su Li finally heard Ingrid calling for her. She immediately wiped away her sweat and returned to the treehouse in the fantasy garden.

Now that spring is almost over, the garden designed by Ingrid is bursting with blooms, a riot of exotic flowers vying for attention. But the most beautiful of all is undoubtedly the Blessed Wisteria Tree. This purple sage has grown even taller this year, exceeding 40 meters in height, and if you include the vines, it surpasses 50 meters. A magnificent purple waterfall cascades down its trunk, as beautiful and ethereal as clouds hanging from the sky. Its delicate fragrance drifts on the breeze throughout the estate; simply being near this enchanting garden is enough to soothe the soul.

The treehouse is located beneath this beautiful spirit tree. As the surging winds of Jilun converge, Su Li felt his body, which had been sore from the intense battle, relax considerably upon arriving here. He felt as if he had just finished a spa treatment at a club with the soft hands of a young lady.

Ingrid was already waiting for him in the living room of the treehouse. Facing his expectant and attentive gaze, she went straight to the point and said, "My lord, I have not failed you. The legendary amulet has been completed."

"Hahaha! Great, that's wonderful!" Su Li burst into excited and uncontrollable laughter. He rushed forward, wrapped his arms around Ingrid's delicate body, picked her up, and spun her around excitedly a few times.

"My darling! You're amazing! This is a legendary amulet!" Amid Ingrid's sweet exclamation, Su Li put her down, then kissed her soft cherry lips hard, excitedly saying, "Tonight we must celebrate properly, we'll party until dawn. Now, tell me about your achievement. I feel like you've advanced? When I held you, I felt you were a little different, you smelled of the forest."

Ingrid was aloof and more composed than Su Li. After landing again, she gently tucked the hair that Su Li had messed up behind her ear, then nodded slightly and said, "That's right, I've been promoted to a fourth-ring wizard, which is equivalent to a champion knight."

When Ingrid first joined the territory, she was a third-circle wizard. In just over a year, she rose to a fourth-circle wizard, which was quite fast. This was undoubtedly due to the various opportunities and blessings bestowed upon her by the territory. And if she were to advance just one more rank, she could become a fifth-circle wizard, just like Guild Master Roger.

When Chairman Roger met Senator Smith, he was introduced by his men as a fifth-circle archmage, equivalent to a chosen one. It was precisely because of his presence that the Gray Market Trading Company was able to appraise and recycle so many high-level magical artifacts.

Ingrid's ability to surpass Chairman Roger at this stage and create a legendary amulet clearly indicates significant external assistance. Besides the effects of the Blessed Wisteria Tree, the superior quality of the materials used was crucial; it was essentially using mythical-grade Fate Threads to artificially elevate the item. Of course, if one has a less optimistic perspective, one could interpret it the other way around: due to Ingrid's insufficient strength, she downgraded the amulet, which could have been a mythical item, into a legendary one.

But clearly, Su Li, with his ever-optimistic attitude, would choose the former. He didn't complain at all; instead, he was overjoyed, hugging Ingrid tightly in his arms, sitting her on the sofa, resting his chin on her shoulder, inhaling her fresh scent, and eagerly asking, "So, my darling, what effect does the amulet you made have? This is the first legendary-grade equipment in our territory! You know, even a legendary-grade powerhouse like Archibald only has one legendary-grade weapon. Without a doubt, you are a great contributor to our territory. Tell me, how do you want me to reward you tonight?"

A blush crept onto Ingrid's cool face. She knew all too well what the celebration and reward entailed. As a forest witch, she preferred peace and quiet, and thus found Freya's sensitivity somewhat unbearable.

This most aloof knight was actually the most passionate when he was training; his voice was practically a shout, making Ingrid feel hot all over and her mind wander every time she heard it.

So she whispered, "Today we're celebrating, can it just be the two of us?"

Su Li smiled and kissed her on the cheek, saying, "As long as you can withstand the intensity of cultivation, there will naturally be no problem."

“Then I’ll give it a try.” Ingrid then took a dark green brocade amulet from a box on the table.

"This is a legendary amulet, the Blessing Woven by the Three Fates, the Promise of Delusion. It contains the blessings of the Three Fates and can rewrite destiny."

Su Li took the dark green amulet from Ingrid and examined it carefully. It had a dark green base with flowing dark gold threads, and its surface was covered with mysterious symbols of fate. Starlight shimmered between the interwoven threads, and ancient rune chains wrapped around the edges. Three rotating golden spindles floated in the center, and the whole thing emitted a faint emerald light. The surreal metallic fabric texture combined with the floating threads of fate perfectly showcased its powerful and mysterious characteristics.

The moment Su Li held the amulet in his hand, he felt a profound and mysterious sensation. How to describe it? It felt incredibly familiar, like a reinforced version of an experience. Everyone has, at some point, felt as if they had experienced something similar in the past!

Some say this is a disorder of brain function, while others say it's a replay of events that happened in a parallel world in this one.

But no matter what, such things and feelings will only last a short time, but Su Li feels that she can always keep this state in mind.

Ingrid said, "You may feel a little uncomfortable holding this legendary amulet now, and you may have a feeling of being detached from the world. This is normal, because the three Fates are weaving the threads of your destiny."

"After 25 hours of equipping this item, the threads of fate will be fully interwoven. At that time, you will first gain an ability called [Omen Perception]. The wearer will intermittently receive [Fragments of Fate], gaining a vague premonition of major events that may occur in the near future. Especially when starlight begins to twinkle or the golden spindle begins to spin faster, you will have a clearer perception of the events that are about to happen."

"Then you will also gain three [Spindle of Fate's Protection] effects. When you take fatal damage, the amulet will consume the energy of a golden spindle to force the attacker to deviate from the target, transferring the damage of this attack to another Fate trajectory. This effect resets every 25 hours."

"In battle, this amulet is incredibly powerful, perfectly utilizing the effects of [False Promise]. After activating this amulet, the user will not die for 3 minutes and will also receive a significant boost from the Wind of Geron, increasing healing effects and recovery speed by at least 2 to 3 times. As long as the recovered life force exceeds the damage taken by the end of the time limit, the user will not die."

"Finally, the strongest ability of this item is [The Weaver of Fate's Choice], which actively severs a thread of fate and weaves it into [False Fate Branch], which can be used to deceive prophetic spells (such as Heavenly Mages), mislead the enemy's plans (such as faking death or concealing their whereabouts), or interfere with the enemy's forbidden spells, preventing powerful spells like Cassandra's Comet from hitting the selected army."

Hiss! After hearing Ingrid's description, Su Li gasped in astonishment! Is this the power of a legendary amulet? It's simply heaven-defying!

The first two are relatively straightforward, mostly enhancements to ordinary spells and divine arts, such as [Omen Perception], which is a similar ability possessed by most of Mor's priests and celestial mages. This legendary amulet simply makes it easier for Su Li to acquire one of these corresponding abilities.

But the third one is simply a miracle! The Promise of Falsehood grants the knight invincibility for 3 minutes! This is far superior to the Ancient Dragon's Blessing Seal on Orstein, which only makes Orstein nearly invincible for 15 seconds.

However, even this ability to remain alive for 3 minutes isn't the most outrageous. To be honest, there are all sorts of bizarre abilities in this world, and if you understand them deeply enough, you'll always find a corresponding magic.

This kind of immortality magic has a counterpart in the Skaven magic of the Skaven people. To be precise, it should be called a divine art bestowed by the god Great Horned Rat, which the Skaven people worship, rather than magic.

[The Great Horned Rat Avatar—In many legends, the Grey Prophet, with his massive horns, charges into battle, impaling his enemies. This spell may be the origin of those legends. After using this spell, a giant horn half the length of the Grey Prophet's body grows from his head. The Great Horned Rat's spirit floods his body, driving the Prophet into a state of frenzied madness, unleashing a torrent of attacks on all targets, whether allies or enemies—the distinction no longer matters to him. He is also immune to any psychological influence and will never stop until he is killed. The transformation places unbearable stress on the Ratman's body, with the chance of his heart bursting increasing steadily over time. When this happens, a supernatural frenzy will keep the Prophet alive and fighting for a period before he becomes a corpse lying on the ground.] So, simply keeping a target alive for a short time isn't that difficult! But the key is that during the duration of [False Promise], the target's regeneration will skyrocket by 300%! As long as the life force absorbed by the surging winds of Giron and the life force rapidly restored by the potion exceed the damage taken, the target will not die after the effect ends. Making the healing exceed the damage taken is incredibly easy, given the 300% increase in recovery; drinking one [Tears of Mercy] potion is equivalent to drinking three! This potion is renowned for its surging life force and powerful instant healing. After drinking it, various purification, fortitude, and courage buffs are applied, perfectly suited to this characteristic. Waiting 3 minutes for a unified settlement ensures that not a single drop of the potion's effect is wasted.

Even with such formidable combat capabilities, frankly speaking, it's nothing more than icing on the cake compared to its ultimate power.

Its final ability, the choice of the Fate Weaver, truly involved fate and law, forcibly interfering with the prophecies and attacks of other mages.

Su Li hasn't figured out exactly how to use this item yet, but there's no doubt that this legendary item can play a crucial role in a large-scale battle. A glorious victory, perhaps even an epic one, might be forged by this item.

So Su Li decisively put the item on himself and said with a smile, "I'll keep this legendary item for now. With this amulet, my chances of winning the championship at the Glorious Arena are much greater."

Ingrid smiled faintly, her beautiful legs, clad in white stockings beneath her dark green robes, gleaming. She turned and helped Su Li put on the amulet around his neck, then said, "I heard from Hilde that your strength has improved by leaps and bounds. I believe that as long as you can keep a calm mindset, you will definitely achieve good results."

"Yes," Su Li nodded, her smile composed. "My biggest advantage is my good mentality. Every time I advance, it's a surprise and an unexpected moment. Winning the championship would be great, but not winning doesn't really mean much to me."

Moreover, Su Li's resilience under pressure has truly increased dramatically since his transmigration. After all, he has endured countless arduous battles as the commander-in-chief. His progress in this area is unparalleled; in terms of resilience, he has definitely transformed from an ordinary person into a renowned general.

However, despite what he said to Ingrid, he still hoped to achieve a good result. No one wants to be a champion; faster, higher, stronger—that's humanity's eternal pursuit!

"Speaking of improving your strength, what improvements have you made since you advanced to the fourth-circle wizard?" After finishing his own story, Su Li hugged Ingrid tightly, his large, hot hands already encircling her flat stomach.

She was a wizard, and even with her increased strength, her physical attributes hadn't changed much; her abdomen remained flat and soft, feeling fleshy to the touch. She was also the only female courtier, besides Ariria, whose soft legs could be subtly dented by the stockings. The other female courtiers were knights, and these dents were barely noticeable.

Ingrid had to reach out and hold down Su Li's restless hands, otherwise if he continued to touch her, she would be disheveled and her mind would wander.

“It’s not dark yet, don’t move around.” After gently taking Su Li’s hands in hers, Ingrid continued, “Forest witches are an advancement of hedge wizards. Some of us call ourselves ‘wise men’ or ‘hedge sages,’ or, to use a more arrogant term, ‘the blessed few.’ These devout practitioners deal more with spirits than other wizards. People often find them talking to the air, hoping it will answer them. And many times, it does.”

"Unlike mages with their highly destructive magical abilities, wizards believe more that their work supports the well-being of the people. In some areas, forest witches are still called herbalists or midwives, sometimes as a disguise to avoid fear among the common people. Fortunately, since the Imperial Calendar's clarification of midwifery in 1745, which confirmed that midwifery was not a destructive form of witchcraft, the common people's understanding and acceptance of wizards has improved considerably."

"Although wizards, as a supernatural profession distinct from knights, were often vilified or mocked in the Empire during the good times, desperate farmers would still knock on their doors when misfortune struck. Their healing methods, ways of dealing with spirits, and tricks for breaking curses meant that people often sought their help on such days. Of course, they were also happy to take advantage of these relatively innocent ordinary people."

After listening, Su Li roughly understood that wizards indeed preferred production-related abilities.

Su Li couldn't help but ask, "Then why have I never seen you interact with other natural spirits?"

Ingrid sighed softly, "Once I leave the Forest Witch's Hut, I will never be able to come into contact with spirits again. These natural spirits will never appear in the manors of human knights."

Su Li immediately hugged the girl in his arms, who exuded a delicate fragrance, with heartache. Didn't this mean that she had given up half of her nature witch abilities for him? Just like the mermaid who left the ocean for her lover, enduring the loss of her favorite environment, to live on land with her lover?

Ingrid gently stroked Su Li's head, which was pressed against her soft chest, and said with a smile, "Baby, you don't need to feel guilty. This is the path I chose. People always have to make choices. If I hadn't moved to the Wisteria Tree, my strength wouldn't have increased so quickly."

"After I ascended to the fourth circle of wizards, I gained the ability to communicate with rivers. As a nature witch, I can communicate with the spirits of rivers. To cast this spell, one must first enter the target river at least waist-deep. Then, using magic, a part of oneself flows into the water, thus asking the river a question. One can ask about anything that has happened in or on the river in the past 24 hours, as well as anything within a mile upstream or downstream. The answers are rather general. For example, a wizard might know that two ships passed downstream, one of which was particularly large, but not its name or the names of its passengers. A wizard might also discover that orcs attacked one of the ships, but not which tribe the orcs came from."

Hearing Ingrid say this, Su Li felt much more relaxed. Indeed, the most important factor in inviting Ingrid to move from the forest treehouse to the Bauhinia Manor was the Blessed Wisteria Tree. It could be said that Ingrid agreed to become Su Li's female courtier partly because she had been seduced by Su Li, and partly because she herself wanted the effect of being under the Blessed Wisteria Tree.

Even so, Ingrid's mindset is truly remarkable. Because people always believe that the path they haven't walked will be filled with flowers.

Too many people romanticize the paths they haven't taken. Married people advise others against marriage, saying things like, "If I hadn't gotten married, things would be so much better now." Unmarried people envy families with children and happy lives, feeling insecure about their own future. The more anxious they become, the more internal conflict they experience, and they might end up settling for anything less than perfect. But many things aren't like buying groceries, and many choices aren't always the right ones. "The cat in the alley is free, but has no home; the dog in the wall has a home, but must bow its head for life."

Su Li was very pleased with Ingrid's mindset and couldn't help but rub against her soft, fragrant body, saying, "It's a good thing that you can communicate with the river now. You're too aloof and don't like interacting with knights, so it's also a good thing to have more spirits and souls to accompany you."

Ingrid smiled and nodded: "That's right, and this greatly helps me obtain materials from the Brienne River and the Blackwater River. I can now craft [Amulets of Fate] and [Rings of Wildness] much faster, producing at least 28 sorcery items per month."

Before she could finish speaking, Su Li bent down and, amidst Ingrid's gasp, scooped her up in his arms and strode into the bedroom inside the treehouse: "Baby, you've done so much for me, especially the Wild Ring. You don't really like it, but you keep making more. Now it's my turn to repay you."

The branches of the consecrated wisteria trembled gently in the night breeze, and the cascading purple flowers created enchanting ripples. The dark green robes had already silently slipped off Ingrid's shoulders, and sunlight filtered through the petals, casting dappled patterns of light on her fair skin.

The branches hanging from the roof brushed against her bare waist, causing a slight shiver. The sap from the flowers slid down her spine from her snow-white back, leaving dark watermarks on the silk sheets.

As Su Li's knee pried open her trembling legs, Ingrid's broken sobs escaped from her nose, followed by a muffled groan with a trembling tone. Her toes curled up as she hugged the man pressing down on her.

The moonlight illuminated the intertwined shadows of the two, and all the birds that had been roosting in the Wisteria tree all night were affected by the voice of the forest witch, and couldn't help but make courtship calls in this spring season.

Especially in the sweetest, thickest breaths before dawn, when Ingrid pierced the night sky for the last time with suppressed sobs, the morning dew condensed, turning the wisteria petals into the blank space of the morning light.

(End of this chapter)