Wizard: I crush legends with martial arts.

The far north.

The Kingdom of Rejedra.

The hidden sage Grocchi made no attempt to conceal himself, maintaining his human form with a laughing clown mask as he swaggered down the street.

It was the polar night in the Arctic region, yet the city lights illuminated the capital of the Kingdom of Rejedra, Salia, as bright as day, like a dazzling pearl in the boundless darkness.

Anyone who thinks of this small country in the far north would assume that the people of this country must have an extremely difficult time surviving in this bitterly cold place.

What comes to mind are countless snow houses built of ice bricks, where people wrapped in thick furs shiver and struggle to survive.

The reality was quite different. Salia was not only warm, but the air was also warm and comfortable, like a spring breeze.

All of this is thanks to the enormous sky that hangs over the vast city.

The magnificent magical shield kept the cold air completely out.

Although the sage Groki had seen many cities of humans and various races, whether ancient and magnificent or elegant and exquisite palace complexes, none of them could make him exclaim in awe from the bottom of his heart.

But Salia did it. This vast city has many magnificent buildings, some even dozens of stories high, and gardens and artificial jungles supported by giant pillars or anti-gravity devices.

Each garden has its own ecological dome, which allows it to maintain different scenery in each of the four seasons.

This city has countless factories, but it is not noisy; noise is well controlled.

Countless strips of light connect the skyscrapers to the entire city.

On the high-rise buildings, there are huge magical projections, displaying various items, public service announcements, and artistic snapshots of certain performers.

Groki looked at one of the projections, where seven or eight young girls dressed in short tops and skirts, exposing their white thighs, were singing and dancing.

That's what people in this country call idol girl groups; it seems that's the correct term.

Horse-drawn carriages are not the main mode of transportation in this city. Instead, there are four-wheeled vehicles that do not require animal power to pull them and are called magical automobiles.

Furthermore, there are flying cars that travel through the city in an orderly manner, controlled by a series of signal devices floating in mid-air, so traffic is not chaotic.

Those signaling devices seem to be called traffic lights.

Violating traffic regulations will result in points being deducted and fines being imposed.

Nowadays, the guards patrolling the city have long been replaced by magical puppets, which have been given a new name: patrol officers. In addition to maintaining the daily order in the city, citizens can also ask them for directions, seek help, and so on.

Groki had seen this sight before, but each time he saw it, he was amazed and felt a strange sense of unease.

According to the kingdom's officials, this is a modern magical city. Modernization has spread throughout the entire kingdom of Rejedra, and the people have achieved a comfortable standard of living, with no one suffering from hunger anymore.

No matter what race you are, you will not be discriminated against in the Kingdom of Rejedra. As long as you abide by the law and have a citizen ID card, you can enjoy all the benefits of this country.

Everything originated from the king of this kingdom, Ardebaha Goldark!

He single-handedly advanced magical technology to an unprecedented level.

Now, he hasn't come up with any new inventions for a very long time.

But he set the beginning, laid out the framework for the future, and pointed out the way forward for scholars. Countless new inventions are emerging, changing the country.

To be honest, Groki didn't feel too comfortable with the harmonious atmosphere in this country.

After all, his true form was a demonic insect formed from various negative emotions.

But the bizarre and fantastical sights would give the reclusive sage Groki strange associations.

He once thought that all the races that occupied this world were ignorant, pests of the entire continent. It was because of them that nature was destroyed and the beauty of this world was ruined. These weak races should not occupy the most fertile land in the world. They should be completely destroyed so that the world can achieve true peace.

However, the magnificent and incredible prosperity of the Kingdom of Rejedra made Groki wonder if the demons could do even better if they really conquered the land.

This is clearly a harsh, frigid place with a terrible living environment!

However, the creed deeply ingrained in Grochy's mind made him shake his head and shake off his wandering thoughts.

The demon can never be wrong! Pests should be eradicated!

Grocchi strode quickly toward the palace.

Two golems guarded the massive palace gates. Although they were fully armed, they were not wearing armor, but rather reinforced alloy exoskeletons, equipped with chainsaw swords and magic beam guns.

Groki already had free passage, and the two puppet guards did not stop him. They simply registered him and allowed him to step onto the elevator platform.

The king he wanted to visit was not on the throne.

Advanced communication technology has eliminated the need for ministers to come to the palace daily to give reports. Magic terminals distribute their applications and reports to various agencies, which are then reviewed and approved by the king.

However, the review process has now been handed over to the military.

The news he received from the administrative puppet sent a chill down Groc's spine, but he still had to go.

He already knew that his clone had been destroyed and the conspiracy in the Kingdom of Izmir had been completely thwarted.

But that doesn't matter; that's just a front.

Success would be great, but failure wouldn't affect the overall situation.

Grocchi ventured deeper into the palace, traversing long corridors where the light gradually dimmed.

Deep within the long corridor lies a palace with its metal doors tightly shut.

At the entrance, a tall woman, impeccably dressed in a dark green military uniform, wearing a peaked cap, and carrying a long sword and a short gun, leaned lazily against the wall.

She has a very hot figure, with a slim waist, long legs, and a curvaceous body.

If a time traveler were here, they would surely be shocked; the military uniform this woman was wearing was strikingly similar to that of an officer from the Chinese military on Earth.

Their attire is very similar.

However, strangely enough, he was wearing a cloak.

At this moment, the woman was holding a large glass of frozen dessert, scooping it into her mouth spoonful by spoonful, savoring it carefully.

Grocky recognized it as a local dessert called "Strawberry Sundae".

He was well aware of the woman's identity and harbored deep fear of her.

This guy is now a three-star general in this kingdom, and also King Yarudibaha's personal bodyguard. (End of Chapter)