Gargamel waited in the Blazing Flame Monarch for two whole days before he was able to meet Grimm.
Grimm's body was currently enveloped in a layer of formless flames, as if his entire body was burning fiercely.
Although he had tried his best to restrain the overflowing flames, the moment Grimm stepped into the guest room, the temperature in the room began to rise rapidly. If Gargamel was still the little rank 1 Magus from before, he would have been half-cooked by now.
Even after transforming into a giant serpent bloodline and gaining a powerful physique and extraordinary magic resistance, Gargamel still felt extremely uncomfortable in this scorching environment that was akin to lava and volcanoes. However, under the gaze of the family head's Burning Eyes, Gargamel's body that was covered in fine snake scales began to emit green smoke.
"My apologies. My spiritual force has increased a little too quickly recently, so my control over the flames has decreased …" Seeing that his gaze was about to ignite Gargamel's body, Grimm could only helplessly turn his head to a place where there was no one around.
Not a single item made of wood or metal could be seen in the hall. Even the tables and chairs were made of obsidian, which was extremely resistant to fire.
Spiritual force increased too quickly … His control over the flames had decreased … This was the first time Gargamel had heard such a complaint ever since he became a Magus.
As a Magus, there had always been those who complained that their spiritual force increased too slowly, but there had never been anyone who complained that their spiritual force increased too quickly.
Perhaps this was what made the family head different from the rest!
Gargamel grimaced as he thought to himself.
"Did something big happen in the family that requires you to come all the way here? I remember that everything was peaceful the last time I contacted you! " Grimm said lazily, as if he had lost interest in anything other than witchcraft.
"My lord, the last time we contacted each other was a year ago …" Gargamel smiled helplessly.
"A year? Time really flies! "Grimm muttered," Alright, tell me why you're here! "
"Yes, my lord!" Gargamel hesitated for a moment, "Chairman Frid of the scattered Tower Forest Association wishes to see you!"
"Who? Frid? The chairman … Why does he want to see me? "
Gargamel hurriedly bowed and explained, "My Lord, the reason why we were able to pacify the Elovis region so quickly last time was because of President Fred's help. Since he expressed his intentions to us through the Gnome Commerce Alliance, it's possible … "
"Very likely what?"
"It's very likely that they're trying to force you to make a choice …"
"A choice between the scattered tower forest and the Northlands?"
"Yes, Lord Patriarch. The old fellows in the Scattered Tower Forest have always been very vigilant and cautious towards the infiltration of the three major forces, and the relationship between the Crimson Family and the Destiny Witches cannot be hidden. So … "
"So, they want to meet me and measure my worth, and then pull me into their little circle?"
"Yes, Lord Patriarch. From the information we've obtained so far, this might be the only explanation!"
"In that case, the benefits they gave us before were just bait? When we swallow the entire Elovis region, it's the same as swallowing the bait. With such a big piece of meat, they're certain that we won't be willing to give it up, so they chose this time to force us to lay our cards on the table … "Grimm analyzed calmly, but the layer of invisible flames around his body did not seem to be calm.
The temperature in the room rose again!
Gargamel licked his chapped lips and lowered his head, not saying another word.
For matters that could affect the future of the family, he was only responsible for providing the information he knew. As for what the Lord Patriarch would choose, it was not something he could interfere with.
When Magi stood at different heights, their perspectives and thoughts on the same problem would be vastly different. Hence, Gargamel did not dare to use his shallow views to influence the Lord Patriarch's decision. In any case, he just had to follow the Lord Patriarch's footsteps!
After a quarter of an hour, Grimm spoke again.
"Go and reply to them. I agree to meet with President Fred, and they will arrange the meeting location. However, the time has to be half a year later. With my current condition, it's not suitable for me to go out! "
"Yes!"
Gargamel did not hesitate to accept the order and left.
When the reception hall regained its peace, a hazy figure of a woman suddenly appeared beside Grimm.
"You've decided?" Alice's gentle and calm voice came from the figure.
"Yes!"
"This is actually good. Although the north seems peaceful on the surface, it's actually extremely xenophobic. The development of the family here has always been restricted by the Witch faction. It's better to go to the scattered Forest of Towers. It's not a monolithic block there, and it's suitable for the rapid rise of new families. "
"Right, those old fellows won't come up with some dirty tricks to deal with me, right?"
"…" Alice could not help but be speechless. "What are you thinking! Not only will there be no harm in going, but there will also be some unexpected benefits. However, these benefits are not easy to obtain, so you have to think about it carefully! "
"Benefits?"
"Alright, you don't have to ask anymore. You know, prophecies can't be spoken so easily, otherwise, there will be some unpredictable changes in fate. "
Grimm silently nodded.
After working with Alice for such a long time, he did have a certain degree of understanding of fate.
The last time he went to Envik Plane, it was because Alice told Grimm some things in advance that his journey to the other world became full of ups and downs. He almost died there and was almost lost forever.
Fate was always unknown and unpredictable!
Even the Witches of Fate, who were the masters of fate, could not completely make fate move according to the path they had set. Just like the number of pieces of cheese in a wooden bowl, Alice might be able to use her Fate Perception to know the exact number before opening the bowl. But once Alice used this exact result to influence the people or things in fate, the originally certain things would also have some unexpected changes.
For example, a cat accidentally broke in and knocked over the wooden bowl, or the cheese was stolen by a mouse, or the temperature was too high and the cheese melted … There were too many accidents, too many unforeseen events, and any one of them could affect the originally certain outcome.
This was the root cause of most of the masters of fate being so taciturn!
There were often powerful people who mocked the masters of fate, calling them useless bystanders. Many times, even if they saw through fate, they were trapped by the rules of fate and could not roam freely.
It was as if they were playing 'Five-card' with the heavens every day. Even if they won for a lifetime, a single loss might cause them to never be able to reincarnate.
Those who were more intelligent kept their mouths shut and did not interfere with the flow of the river of fate, which was why they could barely keep their heads above water. As for those who were too active or overestimated themselves, they would sooner or later be devoured by fate, and their souls would be destroyed.
Grimm obviously understood this, so he never forced Alice to challenge the rules of fate, nor did he have delusions of using the power of fate to gain any benefits.
And this was one of the main reasons why Alice could continue to be so powerful!
After a few simple words of communication, the shadow projected by Alice slowly dissipated.
Grimm also returned to the laboratory on the fifth level of the Wizard's Pagoda in a flash of flames.
In a corner of the hall, a tall and mighty Elemental Magic Machine stood quietly, its perfect lines made of super alloy flickering with a dull blue luster.
After a long period of repair, the damage the Elemental Magic Machine had suffered in the Envic Dimension had slowly healed. Grimm had even used some magic memory metals that he had just refined in the process of repairing it.
The Gnome Research Institute set up in the Northern White Tower had finally produced some decent products after spending a large number of Magic Crystals and a large number of resources. The Magical Memory Metal was one of them.
This special Magical Memory Metal, which could only be purified by the Alchemy Laboratory, had a strange memory function. Once the Magical Memory Metal was molded with a special method, it would be able to remember its shape. Even if China was pierced, cut, torn apart, or deformed in battle, it would be able to reform under the stimulation of sufficient energy and return to its original form.
With this Magical Memory Metal, and the small Magic Furnace inside the Elemental Magic Machine, Grimm did not have to worry about damage when he used it to fight in another world. As long as it was given enough time and the Magic Furnace was not destroyed, it would be able to return to its peak battle form.
Hence, once the Gnome Research Institute produced this result, Grimm used his authority to upgrade the Elemental Magic Machine.
As for the Golem Dragon, oh my god, it's such a huge metal mountain, and it's impossible to transform it into such an expensive magic memory metal. It's simply burning magic crystals like crazy. Hence, Grimm only approved the replacement of some of the core components with this special Magical Memory Metal. Otherwise, even if he really had a Magic Crystal Mountain, it would be burnt to ashes by the Gnomes.
With the current manpower and funds of the Gnome Research Institute, they could only produce 2.5 kilograms of Magical Memory Metal every day, which cost around 1,700 magic crystals.
After ensuring that the family would use it first, they could sell about 10 kilograms of Magical Memory Metal every month. They sold it at a price of 20 magic crystals per gram.
Grimm had been hiding in the Blazing Flame Monarch all these years, secretly absorbing the holy light souls. His spiritual force had also begun to rise rapidly. Even so, it took him 15 years to raise his spiritual force from 37 points to 39 points. He was only a step away from his peak state.
The rapid increase in his spiritual force also caused his control over his body to decrease.
Therefore, he gave himself half a year of buffer time to stabilize his unstable mental state.
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