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Chapter 99, Chapter 98: Returning to the Capital, I Want It All

Snap, snap.

"congratulations."

Unlike Celia's apprehension, Millia clapped her hands lightly, congratulating Gu Yuan on successfully mastering the Slicing Magic.

In her view, Gu Yuan's efforts have been rewarded.

If he hadn't insisted on sending supplies to the capital, how could that merchant have given him the elf's legacy as a thank you gift?

Although the businessman probably had no idea what value this inheritance actually represented.

Gu Yuan raised his eyes, put away his staff, and barely managed to regain his composure.

He was not complacent, because he knew that cutting into matter was only the first step.

Cutting apart elements and cutting apart space became his subsequent goal.

So he said, "It's too early to congratulate me now. Let's wait until I can instantly kill a Seven-Break Sage."

The Seven Sages' abilities are mostly bizarre, such as spatial and mental abilities.

In certain situations, the lethality may far exceed that of a simple cut.

Gu Yuan recalled the plot of the comic—

"Zat of the Residual Image," a subordinate of the Seven Sages "Glaosam," used spatial teleportation to appear next to Frilian and transfer her to an altitude of 10,000 meters. "Even I can't withstand this move."

"Mental control is even more difficult to defend against—it seems I need to carry some demon-sealing ore with me at all times."

He bent down to pick up the ore from the ground, running his fingers along its smooth surface.

At that moment, he suddenly thought of a brilliant combination and turned his gaze toward the slingshot he carried with him.

"Absolute accuracy plus absolute ban."

"This combination has potential."

Even a powerful character like Celia was assassinated and beheaded in the latest storyline, demonstrating that mechanics are far more important than numerical values.

Having made up his mind, Gu Yuan quickly planned out his immediate goals:

Prioritize training in speed and reaction.

If you encounter an opponent who can counter the magic of cutting through, then use the weight of the divine sword to suppress them.

In this way, by combining both close and long-range combat skills, and integrating strength and flexibility, one can gain more advantages in battle.

He dusted himself off and stood up:

"It's time to go back; the main objective of this trip has been achieved."

He looked around at the countless demon-sealing mines. "I need to go back and prepare a warehouse to store these things."

"Their value is comparable to several countries, and once the empire discovers them—"

Gu Yuan shook his head, already able to imagine the scene of those nobles fighting tooth and nail for their interests.

Millie Alde swirled the wine in her glass: "Then let's go back. I've finished my wine anyway."

As she spoke, she changed the subject, asking seemingly casually:

"Speaking of which, after the current emperor passes away, will you still welcome me to continue staying by your side?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan glanced at her and replied without hesitation, "Of course you're welcome."

Knowing she was referring to "Emperor's Wine," a moment of hesitation crossed his mind—should he tell her the truth?

The emperor's lifespan was numbered; "Never mind."

Gu Yuan ultimately decided to remain silent, believing that some things must be experienced firsthand to be truly unforgettable.

Even if he had told her beforehand that the Emperor's Wine was hard to drink, Milield probably wouldn't have believed him easily.

If that's the case, why play the spoilsport beforehand?

At worst, I could comfort her when she's disappointed, or even give her some really good wine—

"Let's go." Gu Yuan put aside his thoughts and took the lead in walking out of the mine.

He cut off several pieces of ore and carried them with him as ammunition to deal with danger.

Seria paused slightly upon seeing this.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Yuan noticed her hesitation, turned around, and said, "Don't worry, I don't need these external things to deal with you now."

Follow me.

"Perfect timing. On the way back to the capital, tell me in detail about 'transferring magic.'"

He was keen to win over Millie Alde, and he wouldn't let Celie go either.

Hearing that she was being looked down upon, Celia felt a surge of complex emotions.

Once upon a time, she stood at the pinnacle of magic.

Now, however, she feels powerless in front of this man.

Exhale.

"...You ask why I'm transferring magic?" she asked cautiously. "Let me state beforehand that this magic was originally created to forcibly elevate those younger generations with limited talent."

"If the recipient's talent is inferior to that of the giver, then there is no possibility of further progress after accepting the transfer."

Because she admires the strong, she doesn't want to see a rough gem ruined by greed and recklessness.

Based on her intuition, Gu Yuan was entirely capable of surpassing her in his lifetime.

Because that confidence was something even she didn't possess.

Gu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, seemingly not expecting her to offer a reminder, then chuckled:

"Don't worry, it's not that I want to learn. We'll talk about the specific reasons when we get back into the air."

Only in the air would Celia have no way out.

He was determined to obtain the magic.

1I

Meanwhile, in the royal capital.

Donna sat at the table, tapping her fingers on the surface, with the latest battle report from the north spread out in front of her.

Her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, eventually turning into a barely audible sigh.

"Fifteen days have passed—has that man still not shown up?"

Her gaze fell on the window. The streets of the capital were still bustling, but seemed to be shrouded in an invisible gloom.

"The northern front is in dire straits. Shurahart has sent word that his ability to foresee the future seems to have been restored."

"Although the specific reasons are unclear, the situation is not optimistic."

"If we wait any longer, we might miss our chance to strike—"

At this point, she turned to look at Solitaire:

"Therefore, by His Majesty's command, I have to go to the north to assist Shurahat in dealing with the troubles of the northern kingdoms."

"You need to stay here alone and carry out the established plan. Is that a problem?"

Actually, she didn't want to leave either, but the Demon Clan's cause was above all else.

Solitaire felt a slight sense of relief, a hint of unease flashing in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

"Please rest assured, senior Donna."

"As soon as he appears, I will shoot down his dragon immediately."

"To ensure that he and all his companions had no chance of survival."

The words were spoken with absolute certainty.

The reason for this is the magic she possesses—sword control.

This magic can create and wield multiple magic swords, granting them extremely strong penetrating and tracking properties.

With enough magic, ten thousand swords are unleashed.

Donna looked carefully at Solitaire and nodded:

"Very well, I'll leave this place to you. Remember, don't underestimate your opponent—"

After explaining a few things, Donna got up and disappeared out of the room.

As she watched Donna leave, Solitaire's tense body instantly relaxed.

Recalling the events of just moments ago, a sorrowful expression, completely different from before, appeared on her face as she murmured to herself:

"What a hassle. I've already told you I'm a coward, yet they still managed to shove this job into my hands."

"Fine, let me see what you're capable of. If you can't handle it, we'll just retreat. We've already left the Demon King's Castle anyway."

She was already prepared to flee every day.

If Gu Yuan successfully resolves this crisis, then with the advantage that demons can fly, even without dragons, Gu Yuan won't be able to catch up with him.

The plan is in place.