Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Clang!

A crisp metallic clang suddenly rang out in the tranquil garden. The steel sword in King Art III's hand slipped from his grasp, bounced twice on the smooth stone slab, and finally rolled to the side, its blade reflecting the afternoon sunlight, but no one paid it any attention.

His gaze was fixed on the round head at his feet, his pupils dilated with extreme shock, his fingers trembled slightly uncontrollably, and even his sleeves swayed gently.

The dwarf's head was contorted in a grotesque expression, his face frozen in the horror and pain of his impending death.

His appearance was exactly as described by the survivor, so there was no doubt that this was the wizard apprentice Graxis who had kept the entire Bauhinia Kingdom up at night!

King Art III was stunned for the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea before he finally recovered from the shock of being struck by lightning.

The look in his eyes as he looked up at Luo Kunlun had changed from initial wariness and hostility to a complex mix of awe and disbelief.

"You...you really killed him?" King Art III's voice trembled slightly. He subconsciously took a step forward, disregarding the dignity of a king, and squatted down to examine the head carefully.

His fingertips almost touched the cold skin, but he withdrew at the last moment. The fear that Graxis, as a wizard, brought was too profound. Even though the other party was dead, the fear that came from the records of wizards from ancient times could not be dispelled immediately.

After checking several times, both the dwarf's body proportions and his unique facial features matched the information about Graxis perfectly.

The wizard apprentice who could unleash bizarre witchcraft with a wave of his hand, causing the destruction of many noble families and plunging the entire kingdom into panic, was actually killed by the man in front of him!

Luo Kunlun didn't say anything more, only nodded slightly, his deep gaze falling on Atreus III, the urging meaning self-evident.

He had no time to waste here; the secrets of the wizards and the words in the black book were what concerned him most at the moment.

King Atlas III took a deep breath, and the turbulent emotions in his chest gradually calmed down. He stood up, brushed the grass clippings off his robes, and glanced at the entrance to the garden. The sound of the sword falling to the ground had alerted the guards, and several armored guards carrying spears were rushing over, looking tense.

"Step back, all of you!" King Atreus III waved his hand, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

The guards stood frozen in place, watching the confrontation between the king and the strange man in black, then looking at the severed head on the ground, their faces full of doubt. They dared not disobey orders and could only retreat to the edge of the garden to watch from a distance.

King Atreus III knew very well that the strength of the man before him was far beyond their reach.

The other party's statement that "it would only take a second to kill me with my bare hands" was no exaggeration.

To fight someone like that is undoubtedly a ridiculous and suicidal act.

He turned and walked to the bench, personally pulling out the chair opposite Luo Kunlun. His tone was much more respectful, even a little cautious: "Sir, please sit down."

"May I ask your name, sir?"

Just call me Luo.

"Mr. Luo, I don't know much about wizards. Most of what I know are scattered legends recorded in royal books passed down through generations, as well as some secrets passed down orally and never written down."

Luo Kunlun sat down as instructed, his posture upright, his gaze still sharp, quietly waiting for what was to come.

King Art III picked up the silver teacup on the table again, but his fingertips did not touch the handle; instead, he repeatedly stroked the cool rim of the cup, as if this could help him organize his chaotic thoughts.

"In the oldest legends, there exists a group of people in the world who possess the power of miracles."

They need no armor or swords; with just their will, they can manipulate the mysterious energy of heaven and earth, summoning wind and rain, turning stone into gold, and even breaking free from the shackles of life and death to achieve immortality. These are the wizards.

"Legend has it that they live in the center of the world, a place called 'Wizardland'. That continent is far more vast than the land beneath our feet; it is the center of the entire world and possesses the most concentrated 'magic'."

King Atlas III paused, seemingly choosing his words carefully, "You may be able to sense magic, sir. It is said to be one of the fundamental elements of a wizard's spellcasting, and also the key to knights breaking through their limits and becoming powerful."

"The Knight's Breathing Technique is essentially about guiding sparse magical energy to temper the body."

Luo Kunlun already understood this; that special radiation was the so-called "magic".

Knights and wizards may seem to be just different ways of using magic, but the difference is far more than that.

"It is said that long, long ago, wizards conducted a large-scale exploration of the world, leaving their footprints in every corner, in order to find new continents with sufficient magical concentration that were worth developing."

"Some continents are inhabited by creatures that are born with extraordinary powers, which are what we call magical beasts."

"The Knight's Breathing Technique is one of the products that wizards developed while researching magical beasts; it was originally a method for training servants. As for this continent beneath our feet..."

A complex expression appeared on Atreus III's face. "Its magic concentration is extremely low, far from meeting the requirements of wizards."

"After determining that there was no development value here, the wizards left quickly, but the servants who came with them, as well as the descendants who had no wizarding talent and could not return to the Wizarding Continent, were left behind."

"These people possessed knowledge and power far exceeding that of ordinary people, and gradually multiplied and grew, eventually forming the prototype of the royal families and nobles of today's countries."

The fact that the ancestors of the nobles, who considered themselves superior, were merely servants of wizards and incompetent descendants, was a devastating blow to these self-important aristocrats.

"To become a wizard requires special talent," King Atreus III emphasized. "This talent cannot be acquired through hard work alone; those who possess it must have wizard blood in their ancestry."

"Of course, there are exceptions. Some parents are wizards, but their offspring do not inherit this talent. This is not uncommon in legends."

"So, this is essentially a bloodline inheritance?" Luo Kunlun finally spoke, his voice calm.

"That's right, at least that's what the royal records say." King Atreus III nodded. "That's why there's a fixed location on the continent where wizards come every so often to select children with wizard blood and talent, and take them back to the Wizarding Continent to be raised."

"That place is in the southernmost coastal area of ​​the mainland, a place called Golden Manor."

"I've been there before, but I didn't have the talent. That's normal. Out of thousands of test takers, there are usually only one or two with talent."

Upon hearing this, Luo Kunlun seemed to have thought of something and said, "If a wizard's talent originates from bloodline, then where did the first wizards come from?"

"Mr. Luo, I don't know either."

"Alright, speaking of which, is the writing system in the Wizarding Continent different from the writing system we use now?"

"That's natural. The wizards' script is different from the script on the mainland. It is said that talented people will learn that script after arriving on the Wizarding Continent."

After speaking, King Atreus III noticed his solemn expression and, as if remembering something, quickly added, "But rest assured, sir, the royal library contains many ancient books about wizards. Although most of them are incomplete, you might be able to find what you are looking for."

"I can immediately order the opening of all areas of the library, including the secret rooms where confidential documents are stored, so that you may freely access them without any hindrance."

"In addition, our country has a Grand Secretary who is also a top pharmacist, named Samuel."

As if suddenly remembering some important information, a glint of light flashed in King Art III's eyes. "It is said that there was a wizard in his great-grandfather's generation, and Samuel inherited some manuscripts and knowledge from him."

"He can decipher some wizarding script and even knows more about the secrets of the Wizarding Continent."

Upon hearing this, Luo Kunlun's eyes lit up instantly.

The ancient books in the library and the fact that a scholar's ancestors included wizards were two clues that were far more valuable than he had expected.

In particular, if that Grand Secretary Samuel could truly decipher the text in the black book, it would undoubtedly save him a great deal of time.

He stood up, his gaze falling on King Art III, his tone still concise and clear: "Take me to the library. Also, immediately send someone to invite Grand Secretary Samuel to the palace; I have something to ask him."

King Atlas III dared not delay in the slightest and quickly replied, "Yes! I'll arrange it right away!"

"However, Samuel often travels between countries for his studies. He is not in the country now. I will send people to find him immediately and arrange for you to meet him as soon as he returns."