The meeting in the teleportation room seemed rather awkward.
The forest demon seemed to be too sensitive and showed considerable hostility towards Bliss, who was shrouded in black robes.
If Greem and Gargamel weren't present, I'm afraid she could no longer restrain her impulsive nature and attack Bliss directly. Now even with Greem's endorsement, the forest demon still has a bad attitude towards Bliss and looks like she doesn't want to get close to him.
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As for the reaction of the forest demon, Bliss, who was hiding under his thick black robe, responded with a sinister sneer. The strange green compound eyes under the shadow of the low-hanging hood made people shudder.
In contrast, although Meryl and Gargamel were aware of Bliss's potential danger, their intuitions were not as strong as those of the forest demon. After all, the strength of Bliss's intermediate apprentice was still too confusing.
!
Yes, in only half a month, Bliss has already jumped up a small level, from a junior apprentice to an intermediate apprentice. But because his usual sense of presence is too weak, Gargamel and Meryl almost
I rarely noticed him, so I didn't notice his change in rank at the first time.
Since merging with the mutant insect mother, Bliss's behavior has become more and more low-key and weird, and he almost never appears in public. Even today, he is wearing a dazzling black robe and hiding in the dark.
From the farthest corner from everyone, he silently peered at everyone present through the shadow under his hood.
"You first go to the fourth floor to find a suitable room for yourself. I have something to say to you tonight..." Grim saw the awkward atmosphere in the venue and turned to give instructions to Bliss.
Billis, who was under the black robe, bowed and saluted, responded with a hoarse voice, and left first.
Meryl and Gargamel looked at each other with deep confusion in their eyes.
The fourth floor of the witch tower is where the wizards in the tower live and rest. Even the more powerful quasi-witches can only live on the third floor. They are usually not allowed to set foot on the fourth floor without permission. But now, Greem actually took this place that belongs to the wizards.
Our rights are given to an intermediate apprentice, this...
"Go to my place!" Greem nodded to the three of them: "The situation outside has changed a lot, and we have to rearrange many specific things..."
Gargamel and Meryl nodded silently.
Although Lin Yao was completely uninterested in these trivial matters, he did not dare to disobey the master of the witch tower and had no choice but to go along with him.
Half an hour later, through Greem's narration, Gargamel finally understood everything that had happened in Gilneas City during this period. However, when he heard that Greem had also been put under heavy shackles by his family because of the refining of the demon puppet,
, a look of sympathy appeared on Gargamel's thin, rat-like face.
After all, he became a wandering wizard because he couldn't stand the oppression of his family!
Especially when he heard that Greem promised to hand over two elemental demon puppets with the strength of elite wizards to the family every year, his frown never relaxed.
As a pharmacist, he has personal experience in refining wizard-level witchcraft items.
Forget about those apprentice-level witch potions. Those who are a little more skilled can basically refine a batch in three or four days. As for those wizard-level witch potions, there are many materials, and each one needs to be screened, filtered, and concocted.
, purification, quenching and a series of complex processes, so it often takes ten days and a half to complete.
And the failure rate is relatively high!
As for higher-quality witch medicine, it is still impossible to refine it at Gargamel's level.
His mental power is only 7 points so far. With such a weak mental power, he simply cannot survive those high-quality witchcraft medicines that take a long time and require precise control of mental power throughout the process.
It is precisely because he knows these things well that he can understand the difficulty of refining two elite-level demon puppets in one year!
The entire refining process of this elite-level demon puppet may not be completed within two or three months. Once the refining fails, the time will need to be doubled. In this way, even if Greem goes smoothly, it will still take four to six months to complete.
A task assigned by the family so that he could have half a year to improve his strength.
But if one of the refining failed, he would only have 3 months at his disposal. If there were two failures, he would have to spend a year in the alchemy laboratory!
Day after day, year after year, staying in a cold and quiet alchemy laboratory every day, doing boring and repetitive work over and over again... This kind of life is enough to wipe out the passion and blood of most arcane wizards!
It also makes them the group of people with the slowest progress in strength among the wizard group.
Gargamel hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke out his thoughts. He couldn't understand how, with the shrewdness that Grim had always shown, he could not see the methods used by the Sarupo family, and instead promised the other party to do this.
Harsh' conditions.
Could it be that he was dazzled by the reward of the second-level elemental core?
After hearing Gargamel's suggestion, Meryl also looked at Grim with concern.
This time she resolutely came to the Throne of Fire, which was equivalent to drawing a clear line between her and the group of people in the family. If Greem's suppressed strength cannot be improved, then the fate of their followers may not be much better. So she also
I am particularly concerned about Grim’s answer.
"Don't worry!" Greem knew the mood of the two of them very well: "I know a lot about this matter, and I have enough ways to deal with it. And..."
Having said this, Greem paused for a moment.
"...I have figured out the way and method to advance to level 2, which requires a long period of precipitation and accumulation. Therefore, this matter is only good for me and has no harm!"
Advance to level 2?
After hearing Grim's answer, both Gargamel and Meryl had shocked looks on their faces.
Although Grem, as their master (teacher), has a powerful strength that convinces them. But... he has only been promoted to wizard for eleven years. Now, he has actually begun to consider advancing to the second level.
This... how can this not make them feel that the world is spinning and the sky and the earth are dark!
Especially Gargamel, who has been a wizard for more than seventy years, feels that his faith is crumbling. Is the gap between people so big? Have you been living like a dog these years?
"It's not as exaggerated as you think. I just understand where I am headed." Greem did not expect that his casual words would make his two capable men show such exaggerated expressions, and he couldn't help but explain: "
Although the direction has been clear, the road ahead is still long. I estimate that I will not be able to reach the threshold of level 2 in eight or ninety years!"
I see!
However, when I thought about it, Greem was able to find his direction so quickly. Gargamel still had a terrible feeling that he had lost all hope and that he had been abandoned by his fate.
"Okay, okay, you've finished asking, it's my turn to ask..." Lin Yao was already waiting impatiently: "Ge... Master, what happened to the guy in black robe just now? Why did I see it when I saw him?
He has the urge to destroy him?"
The forest demon's question immediately pulled Gargamel and the two out of their thoughts, and each of them looked at Grim again.
"His name is Bliss. He was once a junior apprentice. It was Gargamel who introduced him to the Witch Tower yourself..." Greem spoke slowly.
"Billis..." Gargamel muttered to himself as he twirled a few strands of goatee under his chin.
To be honest, the name did feel familiar to him. It was just that the guy he saw today and a certain image in his memory could never be put together.
"Could it be the first apprentice who wanted to join the Witch Tower? But he...his aura..." Gargamel had already thought about it, but he was still unable to confirm it.
With the mental power of wizards, things like photographic memory and memory recall are simply child's play. However, when wizards identify a person, in addition to basic physical appearance characteristics, they rely more on the breath of the soul.
Everyone's life and soul are mixed together to form a completely unique personal aura. This aura can be strengthened, weakened, and can also change with the changes in the origin of the soul. But in such a short period of time
, it is almost impossible to completely change the aura of your soul.
At least, a wizard apprentice shouldn't be able to master such weird methods!
"Some time ago, Mary returned from another dimension... She killed the evil insect Entik, erased his soul imprint, and gave me the mutated insect mother that fused with him... So, I
Let Bliss merge with it!”
A few short sentences, but there is a thrilling story hidden inside. The twists and turns of the plot inside are difficult to describe in one book.
Meryl still knew a little bit about the conflicts between the three wizards Grim, Mary and Entik. Seeing the confused looks on Gargamel and the Forest Demon's faces, Meryl could only tell her what she knew in a low voice.
"So...then Lady Mary is our mistress?" Gargamel heard this for the first time and blurted out what he was thinking.
Greem's expression froze.
Meryl was already beside her and chuckled softly: "Isn't this certain? The teacher also has a sister Alice, who is not a good person either. This time when Lady Mary comes to find her, I don't know if the two of them will be cruel.
There’s a fight!”
"Why is there another Alice?" Gargamel is obviously a guy who likes to pry into people's privacy. He asked with gleaming eyes: "Who is this Alice? Why have I never heard the master mention it? Tell me quickly.
...Tell me quickly..."
Greem quickly interrupted the gossiping enthusiasm of several of his 'men' and asked in a dumbfounded voice: "Gargamel, you haven't reported to me the situation near the Flame Throne! Are the monster leaders still quiet? Have you come to the Witch Tower?
What trouble are you looking for?"
After hearing Grim's question, Gargamel remembered something.
"No, Master, I almost forgot to tell you." Wizard Gargamel's face turned solemn: "Another big thing happened in the black forest..."