Did the villainous professor survive today?

After Enya left, Kroenke was alone in his office again.

Looking at the points in front of him, he poured them all into his mental attributes almost without hesitation.

[You have consumed 2150 points, and your Spirit level has been upgraded to Lv31]

[You have consumed 2300 points, and your Spirit level has been upgraded to Lv32]

[You have consumed 2450 points, and your Spirit level has been upgraded to Lv33]

[You have consumed 2600 points, and your Spirit level has been upgraded to Lv34]

[Spirit: Lv34 (750/2750)]

After the subtitles finished scrolling, I didn't feel refreshed.

Instead, Klenk felt his brain suddenly getting hot.

The heat intensified to such an extent that Krenk felt as if a scalding hot steel rod was stirring inside him.

He reached out and pressed hard on his forehead to relieve the pain.

Barrett!

Krenk's first thought was to summon Barrett to use the Purification of Filth.

"My dear master! What is your purpose in summoning the foolish Barrett?"

Before Kroenke could even speak, Barrett appeared on his own initiative.

Hearing Barrett's voice in his ears, Kroenke was taken aback for a moment.

Then he noticed that the burning sensation was fading, and in its place came a cool feeling, as if an ice cube was stuck to his forehead to cool down the fire.

"This is……"

Kroenke suddenly understood.

The burning sensation I felt earlier was because I was establishing a connection with the spirit.

After his mental attribute reached level 34, he was able to communicate with his contracted spirit through basic telepathy without speaking.

This means that without words, the sprite can receive the commands it gives immediately and then execute them instantly.

This will be of great help to him as he is about to deal with the wild vampire.

Vampires possess great mobility and move with ghostly speed. If they were to rely on words to command elves, it would likely lead to mistakes.

then.

Kroenke paused for a moment.

Even if a connection is established, it shouldn't cause such a huge reaction...

According to the memories of the predecessor, even if a connection was established, at most it would feel like having a switch in one's head, and it would never be this intense.

unless……

The contracted spirit is so special that it exceeds the brain's capacity to comprehend.

Without hesitation, Krenk summoned Alice.

Alice tilted her head and stared at Krenk.

Krenk frowned deeply, trying to communicate with Alice telepathically to see if he could speak to her.

Alice remained mute as always.

Kroenke sighed and gave up on trying to communicate with her.

Let's see if we can find out her secrets later.

After doing all this, Kroenke got into the car and headed toward Ludwig’s mansion.

After a simple lunch, the butler suddenly came to his side, took out an envelope wrapped in oiled paper, and handed it to Krenk:

"Young master, the master has sent a telegram from the Duchy of Eton."

Kroenke nodded and took the letter.

He took the envelope back to his study, then picked up a knife, opened the letter, and began to read:

"Dear Kroenke."

"Your deduction that night was completely correct. After we rushed back to the Duchy of Eton overnight, we discovered that the Medici Merchant Guild had indeed taken advantage of our return to contact the presidents of other merchant guilds and reached an agreement with them to betray us when commodity prices were at their highest."

"But don't worry, after reasoning with them and appealing to their emotions, I have successfully persuaded one of their chamber of commerce presidents, named Falco, to defect. He will assist me in selling the stockpiled goods to others and transferring all the risk to other chambers of commerce."

"However, this does not mean the end."

"As expected, after we have transferred all the risks, the Medici Chamber of Commerce will mobilize other chambers of commerce to launch a verbal attack on the Ludwig Chamber of Commerce, accusing us of being untrustworthy."

"Then, the Medici family would announce an investment, ostensibly for the sake of mutual benefit and mutual assistance in business, to drive up commodity prices again."

"This war is far from over so easily."

"However, that's a matter for later. Don't worry, I'll handle everything."

"Right now, your mother and I are on the Monissa Canal in the Duchy of Eton, riding a local sightseeing train called the Bell Cart and enjoying the scenery along the way."

"As the train travels, you can hear the tinkling of the wind chimes hanging on the front of the train, and white steam billows out. When the train travels through wide streets, there are also eight or nine-year-old children chasing after the train, waving the day's newspapers in their hands, trying to hold them to the window and shouting, hoping that the passengers on the train will buy a copy."

"Besides newspapers, local children also sell a pastry called tazmi, which is a sweet rice cake with a honey filling. Your mother doesn't like it, but you and Sofia might. Hopefully, it won't get moldy or spoiled when it's sent back."

"Your love, Richard."

Kroenke silently read the contents of the telegram and then put it away.

"From this perspective, the Medici Chamber of Commerce is very likely to choose to take over the current business while waging a propaganda war against the Ludwig Chamber of Commerce, placing it in an unjust position in order to damage the Chamber's authority and credibility." Kroenke nodded.

For business people, integrity is a very important asset.

"However, there is no evidence that the Medici Chamber of Commerce colluded with other chambers of commerce to betray us, so..."

Krenk rubbed his chin with his right hand.

"The best way is to find a way to lower the price of the goods, so that the Medici family will take on huge risks."

After saying that, Krenk frowned deeply.

"The family business guild stockpiled magical items back then, so it's very difficult to cause the price of magical items to plummet..."

Krenk paused for a moment.

He thought of someone he had just met at a dinner party a few days ago.

"Sebastian, could you please arrange for me to go to the academy again?"

Two hours later.

St. Auster Magic Academy.

"Professor Klenk, what brings you here?"

Instructor Connor looked at Kroenke with some surprise.

"I'm here to check on your progress, since what you're making can benefit the public."

Kroenke smiled, his gaze sweeping across the entire laboratory, noticing that the environment wasn't exactly pleasant.

For lecturer positions, the laboratories provided by the college are not high-end, and they are not even independent laboratories, but shared with other lecturers.

Connor tossed his thinning hair on top of his head:

"Yes, Professor, I've started researching that thing you mentioned earlier called... uh, Ku! That's right! Ku!"

"Have you encountered any difficulties?" Krenk asked.

He knew that if Connor's research succeeded, it would be a devastating blow to the prices of most magical alchemical items.

"Yes, there are."

Connor did not show any frustration. The ideas that Kroenke had given him were already a huge step forward, and a little setback was nothing.

"Could you elaborate?"

"Professor, yes, when encountering complex magic usage scenarios, there may be issues like malfunctions or overheating, but not always. Sometimes, malfunctions may occur as soon as the magic starts working, although the probability is very small."

Connor racked his brains before coming up with a suitable analogy.

"It's like when workers have been working too much, they get tired and make mistakes. If they keep working like that, they'll go on strike."

"Oh, I understand."

Kroenke nodded; he quickly understood what problem Connor was facing.

"Is this caused by not initializing?"