8mi Chapter 113 Walton City
Chapter 113 Walton City
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a new year has arrived.
July 22, 438 of the League Calendar.
"Honorable Navis Lebo, as the New Year's bells toll and everything is renewed, I, on behalf of the Council of Junior Alchemists, extend my sincerest invitation to you to attend the Junior Alchemist Conference to be held on the 25th in Walton City. We look forward to your presence and believe that your wisdom and insights will add immeasurable brilliance to the conference. — Your loyal friend, Angelo Walton."
A letter was delivered to Jiang Shuzhou; the words on the letter were flashy and somewhat frivolous.
The annual Alchemist Council is about to convene.
Although alchemists usually live in seclusion, they are, in any case, the masters of the country.
The annual meeting undoubtedly became one of the few opportunities for alchemists to participate in politics and meet with each other.
Jiang Shuzhou had no objection to the convening of the meeting, but he had a lot of objections to the people who convened and chaired it.
Angelo Walton, a playboy, successor to the high alchemist Macon Walton, and his great-grandson, is a love-obsessed individual.
It is said that he squandered most of his fortune in an attempt to please a woman.
It's a joke in itself that a spendthrift son is in charge of the alchemists' council.
He was also one of Jiang Shuzhou's neighbors.
Such an easy-to-deal-with neighbor was clearly carefully selected; it must be said that the territory Alger chose for him perfectly met his requirements.
It just has a few minor issues.
This is normal, though. The Alchemists' sphere of influence is mainly in the North, and the only way to avoid being controlled by others is to stay in the North.
Simply put, in the Northern Territory, Jiang Shuzhou is a vassal king, and he can do whatever he wants within his territory.
In other places, Jiang Shuzhou was a local official with some power, but not much, and he was constantly being checked and balanced.
Of course, Jiang Shuzhou could also participate in interdimensional wars and directly conquer an interdimensional plane, at which point he could do whatever he wanted.
However, that will have to wait until a high-level mage learns it, since the "Astral Gate" spell, which can traverse between two realms, can only be mastered at a high level.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
Walton.
Outside the city, the wind howled in the cold, while inside, the spring breeze was warm and gentle.
Alchemists have far too many ways to reverse the seasons; it's just a matter of whether it's worth it.
For example, right now, Jiang Shuzhou can sense that the mage tower is operating at full capacity to support the operation of the magic array.
Just to maintain the false warmth of this city.
Changing the climate of a place is a simple task for the mage tower, yet such a simple function is so difficult to achieve.
There is only one answer.
The mage tower is about to be damaged, or rather, it has already been damaged.
One can glean some insight from the alchemy workshops within the city.
The alchemy workshops that should have been bustling with activity on this street were mostly shut down, and the entire industrial area was filled with a desolate atmosphere.
"Sir, would you like to buy a newspaper?"
A ragged newsboy walked toward Jiang Shuzhou, but was stopped halfway by Griffiths.
Although Griffiths had been behaving himself during this time, Jiang Shuzhou was still not complacent. He arranged for Griffiths to go to Walton City with him, while Guts and Hayes stayed behind to guard the territory.
"What do you have?"
"Sir, we only have 'Voice of Truth,' the other newspapers... nobody buys them anymore," the newsboy said timidly.
"Give me one."
Jiang Shuzhou casually tossed out a gold coin.
"Sir...I...I don't have change!"
The smallest unit Jiang Shuzhou ever used was a gold coin. The only time he ever got a silver coin was when he casually picked up some change while fighting pirates.
He had already sold the change from the exchange long ago.
"One newspaper for one silver coin, you've given me too much."
"Isn't the price of the Voice of Truth fifty copper coins?"
Pierre frequently reads the newspaper and is well aware of prices.
"Are you trying to rip off our lord?"
"That's the pricing elsewhere; it's different in Walton City."
"Alright, it's not a big deal. Do you have any past issues of the newspaper?"
"Yes! Yes, sir!"
"Give me the ones from the last month."
"Keep the change; consider it a tip."
"Thank you, sir!"
The newsboy's eyes widened instantly, and the next second, without thinking, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice.
Immediately afterwards, the newsboy led Jiang Shuzhou and the others to a dilapidated post office.
Led by the newsboy, they rummaged through the warehouse of a dilapidated post office and found a large stack of dusty old newspapers.
Soon, Jiang Shuzhou received a thick stack of newspapers.
After storing the newspaper in his spatial ring, Jiang Shuzhou and his group entered the hotel.
The front page of The Voice of Truth usually records some of the important events of the day in the Mage Alliance.
However, the headlines these days have been dominated by the situation at the stormy sea.
"Legendary mages join forces to seal off the Storm Sea, vowing to completely annihilate the remnants of the Magic Network!"
"Emergency military procurement on the front lines: 'Melting Love' becomes a new battlefield favorite!"
Although Jiang Shuzhou did not participate in the battle, his invention, the Dissolving Love, was used throughout the entire process.
The mages seem to have developed a muscle memory for this; they can't fight a battle without first unleashing a "Dissolving Rain" spell before they even start.
This resulted in Jiang Shuzhou making a fortune, earning back the money he had spent on the portable laboratory.
Jiang Shuzhou continued flipping through the pages.
In the corner of the newspaper, there was also an interesting rumor: a mysterious mage had spent a huge sum of money to bribe the priest of the Goddess of Wealth and obtain the hiding place of the Goddess of Magic.
This could be real, or it could be a smokescreen.
However, the situation in the Storm Sea is none of Jiang Shuzhou's business; the legendary mages will handle everything.
"Since everything went smoothly and the Goddess of Magic Net is not at risk of losing the revival match, I can rest assured."
After setting up a defensive array, Jiang Shuzhou planned to browse the forum and relax.
So much time has passed, and Jiang Shuzhou is now busy every day studying magic and alchemy, or guiding the construction of his territory, with almost no time to relax.
Today is a good day to relax while on a business trip.
It's still Teacher 87's guide.
"A Guide to Choosing Your First Job: The Mage Alliance vs. the Saints Alliance?"
Jiang Shuzhou continued reading with great interest.
After reading the whole thing, one word comes to mind: authenticity.
The Mage Alliance is characterized by its wealth and arrogance, treating players like dirt.
As long as you pay, players will be made to do any dirty or strenuous work.
Because of the Goddess of the Magic Network, they went to extremes, disregarding costs and directly equipping players with all sorts of advanced technology and ruthless tactics.
As long as you're willing to risk your life, your attributes will be maxed out, and you'll quickly become a first-tier extraordinary being.
The price, of course, is a drastically reduced lifespan, only a few days.
But for players who can be resurrected, is this considered a price to pay?
This is like a gift from heaven!
In contrast, the Alliance of Saints is so apathetic that "even a dog wouldn't go."
The rewards are pitifully small, and there are frequent deductions, with deduction rates as high as 50%.
The only things that could be exchanged were scriptures and holy water. The only promise they made was "to be granted land and become a nobleman." After scamming several groups of players, their reputation was completely ruined.
The comments from the players below the post made Jiang Shuzhou feel even better.
"Mage Alliance: 'Money's more than enough, but your life's yours to take!'"
"Hey upstairs, I just respawned from the Stormy Sea front lines. I died a horrible death, my whole body was melted, but the compensation was tripled! So good!"
This is none of my business, don't bother me.
"The Alliance of Saints? Not even a dog would go there! Of the ten gold coins I got as a reward from the last mission, the priest took two, the bishop took three, and I only got five left! I must have bought a watch last year!"
Jiang Shuzhou watched with great interest.
As the intensity of the war escalates, a large number of alchemists have put their ruthless skills to use, such as self-splitting alchemical golems, bio-modified beasts, war behemoths, war machines, and aerial fortresses.
They did everything they could to get their hands dirty on the battlefield, which shows how much they hate the Goddess of the Magic Network.
After reading the forum, Jiang Shuzhou, as always, chose to cultivate.
Time passed quickly, and it was time for the meeting.