Demigod Mage in America

"I will arrest you myself, even if it costs me my life!"

Catherine's expression was extremely serious; Ryan's actions were almost entirely trampling on her beliefs and American law.

"I am not your enemy."

At least not until you yourselves broke the rules.

However, he didn't say those words aloud. He just smiled slightly and brushed past Catherine without saying anything.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and left a message.

"Besides, you might come looking for me someday."

Cultivating such a thing cannot be rushed. What he wants is a fanatical believer and agent, not a puppet that can only obey orders. He can have as many of those kinds of people as he wants.

He needs an assistant, and possibly more than one, to handle communication with his clients.

Compared to using magic or magical pets as messengers, Renn believed that communication between humans might be more convenient.

His pace quickened, and he soon disappeared into the bustling street, leaving Catherine all alone.

Isn't it nice to have a girl who believes in American law?

What is noble is never a profession or nationality, but the person.

Ryan hoped she could always maintain her light and not be swallowed by the darkness of the country, though that might be wishful thinking.

Based on his experience over the past week, the country is far from being as bright and glamorous as it seems.

But now, his task is to go home and buy himself some clothes to prepare for the opening of the store.

Back in his room, he canceled the summoned guard dog. These magical creatures are usually canceled by their owners or disappear automatically when their duration ends.

He turned on his computer and looked at the distorted symbols on it, and his head started to ache.

In fact, Renn's English was terrible, it was terrible during his school years, and studying was the thing he hated most. He studied magic seriously only because magic could improve his life, not because he liked studying.

Like a chemistry enthusiast, Ryan simply enjoys the results of chemistry, but dislikes the learning process.

But he can't resist the fact that he now has something that's easier and less troublesome.

Fluent in languages!

Once the spell was cast, all his learning time was eliminated, and he could instantly read and write any known language in the world.

The crooked characters on the computer screen have become understandable text.

"Hmm... let's buy some things first."

American logistics can also deliver on the same day, for an extra fee, or valuable items will be given priority.

He bought some alchemy materials and materials for making magical items.

Strangely enough, many of the materials in the world he traveled to were similar to those on Earth.

However, this made things convenient for him, as he could simply buy the recipes he remembered.

Mercury, sulfur, gold, silver, iron, copper, lead, and other substances, as well as herbs.

However, I encountered some trouble when I wanted to buy nitric acid and aqua regia.

"They require a certificate?"

He then realized that this was different from the other world. If he bought this in America, he would probably be mistaken for someone who sells Bingbing (a type of pornographic film) or someone who is surrounded by thousands of troops.

I'll just buy some simple things to make do; that should be enough.

Because he needed to wait for the power of faith to renovate the shop, and for the landlord to find someone to help him with the plumbing and electrical work, he simply stayed home and waited for the delivery to arrive.

Catherine didn't bother him again during this time, although the policewoman had a month's leave, she seemed to have other troubles.

Ryan even saw her wearing a security guard uniform every night, wondering if she was doing it part-time.

Compared to her, I'm practically a lazy dog.

Making potions, crafting magical items, preparing magic circles—time passed day by day until the third day.

He received an email from the former owner of the workshop. Since Raine was an unregistered resident, he could only use the email address temporarily.

The sender was the landlady; she sent him the email after she had finished handling everything.

"Heh~"

Looking at the carefully chosen words, he suddenly laughed.

Some people are just despicable; they won't know their place until you slap them a few times.

He shook his head, got up, and slashed through space to travel from the room to the shop, leaving behind his guard dog before departing.

Ordinary mages' portals typically only have a range of tens of meters, while Raine's portal can extend to tens of kilometers, although he is still not entirely satisfied.

I once tried to travel to a planet, but I was blown to some unknown dimension by a space storm halfway there, and finally I was teleported back in disgrace.

The shop looked much the same as it had four days ago, except for a few more footprints.

This was what Ryan requested; he didn't want anyone interfering on his territory.

In fact, if necessary, he could even do without water and electricity, but that would be meaningless. Right now, he wants to be closer to human society and make himself look like a human being.

As soon as he stepped into the shop, Renn felt a sense of closeness, as if a certain connection had been formed between the shop and him.

He looked at the broken sofa, and the sofa was restored to its original state.

The blanket beneath his feet became spotless again with each step he took.

Each item, as if welcoming its owner, returned to its most radiant and beautiful state.

"This is the Kingdom of Gods..."

This was the first time Raine had experienced this feeling. Demigods do not have a divine kingdom or a domain; this is the authority of a true god.

Now, although it is said that he has a divine office, that is, a so-called domain, he is now in a position of power.

So even if he's bad at using the power of faith, it's still better than not having the right to use it at all.

Meanwhile, Renn also discovered another pleasant surprise.

As long as he stands inside the shop, his resonance with the magic network will increase slightly, raising the maximum number of spells he can cast from the original fourth level to the sixth level.

Although it may seem like only two rings have been increased, it has actually given Renn a qualitative leap in strength.

Starting from the fifth ring, mages no longer simply use magic to assist, but can truly influence the world.

Fabricating materials out of thin air, activating inanimate objects, teleporting over ultra-long distances, and tearing open stable, continuous teleportation channels.

Most importantly, he can begin to build a miniature magic network.

It wouldn't be said to have a huge effect, but it does allow him to use his divine magic.

One of the divine arts is: resurrecting the dead.

These are all pieces of the puzzle for his shop's future, and they are now within reach.

Ryan looked toward the gate, through which he could see a blank space on the restored plaque.

With a thought, four Chinese characters slowly appeared on the plaque.

Always ready to help.

The sign next to it indicated in English that this was a law firm.

At the same time, he set up a trigger spell that would attract anyone who met his conditions to the shop.

With a flick of his wrist, the previously broken pieces of wood on the ground transformed into a blackboard.

The store's rules are recorded above.

Honesty, integrity, and fair transactions.

We collect everything, and exchange it for its equivalent value.

[The entire transaction will be kept confidential]

And the last rule.

Those who are harshly bound by rules and those who do not believe.

It is currently flashing.

"Oh? Business is already happening right after we opened?"

He looked at his black shirt and jeans and felt that they didn't quite match the store's style.

"Wearing this to meet guests seems a bit impolite..."