Chapter 292: Chapter 13 Auction
“chanic… alright, it is now the chanic Type One Single Soldier Armor.”
Richard patted the armor and continued to ask, “How long can it last in combat?”
Calion replied, “If combat mode isn’t activated, the armor’s current battery life can theoretically last a year.
However, if combat mode is engaged, this duration will rapidly decrease.
Based on our estimates, if Makar fights at full capacity, half an hour will deplete all the armor’s energy and his own body’s as well.”
“Half an hour…”
Richard touched the armor, a slight smile lifting the corners of his mouth.
“Half an hour is enough.”
Having said that, Richard addressed the group of craftsn who had created the armor:
“Have you left your nas on it? If not, do it quickly; I’m about to take it out of the Secret Realm.”
Hearing this, the Fire Lizard Craftsn around Richard all revealed smiles.
One Fire Lizard Alchemy Master laughed loudly:
“Master, you needn’t worry about that. This is a prototype; how could we possibly not sign our nas?”
Richard was taken aback for a mont, then also broke into laughter.
Indeed, he didn’t need to worry about such things; the armor project was proposed by these Fire Lizards.
It was their way of proving their capabilities.
“Alright, I’ll take it out for a spin. You guys rest here in the Secret Realm; I’ll bring you back to the Red Sun World in a couple of days.”
Richard waved his hand, signaling to Makar to follow him out of the Secret Realm.
Makar was sowhat nervous; until now, none of Richard’s Fire Lizards had entered the Wizard World.
Their understanding of the Wizard World still rested on information obtained during the war and their imagination.
What kind of world could breed such terrifying creatures as wizards?
Stepping out of the Secret Realm, Makar instantly felt a suffocating sensation.
It wasn’t that the air of the Wizard World was toxic to Makar.
In fact, his full helt was equipped with an air purification system to ensure every breath he took was completely harmless.
The suffocation he felt stemd from the energy density of the air.
The high tower of the Nine Star Chamber of Comrce was no Tower of Truth. Although the energy density inside the tower was higher due to the nurous Magic Arrays, this increase was paltry compared to the Red Sun World or Richard’s Secret Realm Fragnts.
Makar’s body cells instinctively craved more energy, and the air’s energy density couldn’t satisfy this need, hence the feeling of suffocation.
“Master, is this the world you co from?”
Makar endured the discomfort and respectfully addressed Richard.
“This environnt is a bit… too barren.”
It was hard to imagine that such a desolate world could nurture wizards, such terrifying beings.
Richard noticed Makar’s discomfort and pulled out a Magic Potion from his pocket, handing it to him.
“Drink this, then switch the armor to sealed mode.”
Makar’s condition was quite common; to otherworldly beings, the Wizard World’s low-energy environnt was hellish.
The stronger an otherworldly creature was, the more intense their reaction to the low-energy environnt of the Wizard World.
To address this condition, known as “Low Magic Syndro” by wizards, many Wizard Comrce had developed Magic Potions to alleviate the symptoms.
Makar opened his helt, tossing the entire bottle of Magic Potion, along with the bottle itself, into his mouth.
Then he closed his helt and, following Richard’s orders, activated sealed mode.
After sealed mode activated, so tallic friction sounds emanated from within the armor.
Although the exterior of the armor remained unchanged, it was now completely sealed.
In this state, Makar would not be able to absorb energy from the external environnt; similarly, the energy emitted from his body would be trapped inside the armor.
“How do you feel?” Richard inquired.
Makar’s deep voice ca through the armor.
“Master, I feel much better now.”
Richard nodded; he had designed the closed mode and insisted that the Fire Lizard Craftsn equip it.
This idea was originally to prevent wizards from venturing into low-energy worlds, which could lead to the Fire Lizards inside the armor struggling to adapt and potentially losing combat effectiveness.
However, upon receiving news of the conflict at the Academy, Richard had new ideas about this feature.
The war at the Academy prohibited strategic-level Magic Equipnt and the use of Slave Armies and Synthetic Beast Armies by Great Wizards.
But the use of small-scale Otherworldly slaves was entirely allowed.
Richard brought Makar out to see how effective the armor would be against wizards.
If it proved significant, Richard would consider creating a Fire Lizard combat squad for his own security during the Academy war, regardless of the cost.
After all, Ulysses couldn’t enter the World Mirror.
Without Ulysses, the bodyguard, Richard, a Second Ring Wizard, was hardly safe on the battlefield.
Richard instructed Makar:
“It’s good that you’re feeling better. In the coming days, keep an eye on the armor’s various statuses. After we return, these data will directly influence subsequent improvents to the armor.
Also, you might have a few battles to fight in the next few days, so prepare yourself in advance.”
Makar’s heart tightened as he knelt on one knee and said,
“Yes, Master! I will do everything in my power.”
Richard nodded, telling Makar he was free to move about before locating the laboratory equipped in his room; he closed the door and began to continue refining his magic model.
After the door closed, Ulysses suddenly spoke up.
“Ga, do you really intend to use him against your own kind? Your wizards have an unfriendly attitude towards these natives; if your actions are discovered, it is likely to cause a lot of trouble.”
Richard, focused intently on converging runes, calmly said without turning his head,
“Without a soul contract, my actions would be considered treason, and I would be deed a mad wizard by the Judicial Departnt’s Law Enforcent Wizards.
But with a soul contract, my actions are nothing but an Alchemy Wizard using his creation in battle.
I have a soul contract with Makar, so there is no need to worry about that.”
After speaking, Richard paused before adding,
“I must say, you have been taking an increasing interest in my affairs recently, which pleases .”
Ulysses was silent for a mont before he spoke slowly,
“Ga, you have great potential, and I have high hopes for you. If you continue to grow successfully, your future will be boundless…
I very much look forward to the day I can stand on your shoulder as a ‘Subordinate God’ to the creator Richard.”
Richard smiled and said no more.
…
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Richard, wearing a mask over his face, appeared at the scene of the auction with Ulysses and Makar amidst a flash of white light.
Bob and Ain had already been waiting for a long ti.
“Master, you’ve arrived.”
Seeing Richard approaching, Ain imdiately ca forward respectfully to greet him.
Richard shook hands with Ain and smiled,
“Minister Ain, there is no need for such courtesies. I am rely a guest; how could I trouble such a great personage to co and receive personally.”
Ain, looking at the smiling face of Richard, thought to himself, Why are you acting this ti? You weren’t so polite when you were taking my heart that day.
At this mont, Bob also approached Richard. Seeing the obviously concealnt-feature-equipped mask on Richard’s face, he felt slightly relieved.
After escorting Richard to the White Tower, Ain inquired about his identity, only to find out that Richard was actually one of the chairs of the renowned Richard Jolod in the Wizard Comrce circle.
Upon learning this news, Ain imdiately decided to support Bob for the chairmanship and quickly suppressed the information that the Black Wizard was Richard.
He only let out that Bob had brought in a formidable Black Wizard from the Tower of Truth.
Otherwise, if this news was not kept a secret, the other wizards vying for the chairmanship would likely seek help from other Wizard Comrces.
In such a case, no matter who the final chair would be, the Nine Star Chamber of Comrce wouldn’t gain any advantage.
The price of the other Comrce Wizards would definitely be much higher than Richard’s demands.
As the head of security for the Nine Star Chamber of Comrce, Ain didn’t care who the chair would be, but he did care about the strength of the Nine Star Chamber of Comrce.
The stronger the chamber, the more benefits he as the security chief would receive.
…
The attendees of this auction were all VIPs of the Nine Star Chamber of Comrce.
Upon seeing two high-ranking officials from the Nine Star Chamber welcoming a single wizard, they inevitably beca quite curious.
Who was this masked Wizard?
“Has Ain lost his nerve?” a Three Rings Wizard said disdainfully to the person next to him, “He’s been beaten once and is now groveling like this.”
The person at his side glanced at him and spoke unhurriedly,
“Lost his nerve, hardly. He is making a statent.”
“A statent?”
“That’s right. There’s a change coming to the chair of the Nine Star rchants. I heard that his designated successor is a newcor just promoted.
Ain is making a stand for this newcor.”
The Three Rings Wizard exclaid, “A newcor! Has Abalo gone senile?”
“No, he’s not senile; he just refuses to face reality,” the other said coolly, “He thinks by letting a newcor take over the chair, he can slow down the internal strife within the Nine Star Chamber of Comrce.
He hopes to spare the chamber the loss of more talents.
But none of those under him would agree with that. His wishful thinking is dood to fail.”
“Slow down the internal strife?” The Three Rings Wizard looked puzzled, “I don’t see how this is slowing down the internal strife.
The newcor can’t suppress the old tirs, so the strife surely won’t stop.”
The person beside him sighed, “That’s why I say he refuses to see reality. We’ve both known Abalo for so many years, just think about it a little and you can see what he’s thinking.”
The Three Rings Wizard was taken aback and said angrily,
“Are you saying I don’t think?”
“Cough cough, don’t waste ti. The auction is about to start, let’s get inside.”
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