Grimm temporarily settled down in the Goblin Merchant Guild.
Through the local connections of the goblin supervisor, Thor, he began to secretly investigate the whereabouts of the witch who killed her.
The Goblin Merchant Guild under the Crimson Family might be prosperous in the central continent, but in the territory of the Magus Association, where many powerful figures gathered, they could only keep a low profile.
Even with Thor's experience, the most he could come into contact with was a rank 2 Magus. Which Magus of a higher level would care about a group of foreign goblins who didn't have any roots in the local area?
To be honest, without the protection of the Crimson Family's emblem, most goblins would face great danger and discrimination in the Magus World.
However, just as Grimm was thinking about how to get close to the terrifying witch, an exquisite invitation card appeared in front of him.
"You must be Wizard Grimm?" A middle-aged male wizard in a white robe with two silver intersecting halos tattooed on his chest bowed to Grimm with a calm expression.
From his aura, Grimm could tell that he was a rank 2 Magus.
"You are?" Grimm frowned slightly.
"My name is Leo, a subordinate of Lord Olivier. I was ordered by Lord Olivier to deliver this invitation card to you!"
"Olivier?" Grimm squinted his eyes and smiled calmly, "It seems that the Magus Association has done a good job in gathering information. You even found out why I'm here. Tell me, what do you plan to do? "
"My Lord also hopes to meet with a powerful figure like you, so he specially held a welcoming banquet at Blueberry Manor. I hope you can attend …"
"When?"
"In three days …"
"Understood, reply to your Lord! I'll be there on time … "
Leo nodded, bowed to Grimm once again, then turned around and left.
Grimm listened to the sound of footsteps gradually fading away in the corridor outside. He gently tapped on the exquisite red invitation card with blue words. The nimble and elegant words on the card immediately twisted and rotated, projecting the face of a beautiful witch.
"You must be Grimm! No matter what your purpose in visiting me is, it is necessary for us to meet. Remember, three days later, I'll be waiting for you at Blueberry Manor in the Aisi Mountain Range. Come if you have the guts! "
After a short sentence, the projection disappeared, and the energy aura on the invitation card dissipated without a trace, turning back into ordinary paper and words.
"A.I. Chip, how is it? Have you captured his soul aura?"
"Beep. That projection message just now had a forcefield protecting it. I can't collect any soul aura. However, we've gathered a portion of the magic undulations, and are currently analyzing them … "
"Beep, analysis process completed …"
Target: Olivier
Gender: Female
Class: Tier 4 Intermediate
Profession: Elemental Sorcerer (Preliminary mastery of the Law of Gravity)
Talent: Magnetic Pulse Physique
Basic Attributes: Strength: Unknown
Agility: Unknown
Constitution: Unknown
Mind: > 42
Witchcraft Equipment: Unknown
Fighting Style: Unknown
Attack Skills: Unknown
…
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Seeing the series of unknowns in the A.I. Chip's statistics, Grim could not help but shake his head and sigh.
After all, the Crimson Family had only risen to power for a short period of time, and their foundations were still shallow. Apart from having some influence in the scattered Forest of Towers, they had practically no influence in the other regions. It seemed that it was necessary to nurture a specialized intelligence agency within the family to investigate and understand the basic information of the three major Magus organisations.
At the very least, if the Gnome Merchant Group was a little more vigilant, they would at least have some detailed information on Olivier.
Yes, it was time for the few factions within the family to split up according to their functions!
… …
Three days later.
In front of a beautiful manor built at the edge of a large mountain range, a strange wind dragon flapped its green and white wings, stirring up a whistling hurricane as it slowly landed on an empty plot of land by a lake.
Dressed in a light, soft robe, the handsome Grimm stepped onto the ground with his dragon wings. Bliss, who was shrouded in a black robe, followed closely behind.
There were already more than ten strange-looking eagle-type wizard beasts resting on the empty plot of land. At this moment, they suddenly sensed the domineering aura of a draconic bloodline, and were all frightened to the point of trembling. They prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to move an inch.
A few female acolytes in charge of welcoming were also intimidated by the domineering draconic aura of the rank 3 Wind Dragon. They could not help but take a few steps back, their faces pale.
After Grimm jumped off the Wind Dragon, he turned around and waved his hand. The enormous Wind Dragon, which had a head and tail of more than 20 metres long, immediately trembled, and its scales rapidly transformed into a strange wind elemental essence. Then, with a series of strange whistling sounds, it was absorbed by a crystal clear elemental crystal core.
After absorbing all the wind elemental essence, the elemental crystal core turned into a streak of light and flew into Grimm's palm. The light on it gradually faded, and the crystal core returned to its original form.
"This should be the Magic Puppet Crystal Core that you created, sir? It is indeed miraculous, and much more powerful than ordinary summoning magic cores … If I have the chance, I will definitely buy a few from you and research the mysteries within! "A handsome young Magus walked over with large strides, his face full of smiles as he looked at Grimm.
"You are?" Grimm glanced at the other party, and the A.I. Chip quickly deduced many things based on the traces of magic aura that the other party emitted.
Rank 3 … A strange icy aura was faintly reflected from the depths of his soul. It should be an ice elemental spell!
The difference of one rank was like the difference between heaven and earth. No matter how careful the other party was, it would be difficult for him to keep his secrets in front of a high-ranked Magus.
"I am Tang En, a subordinate of Lord Olivier. I have been ordered by His Lordship to receive you. Since you are here, please follow me! My Lordship has been waiting for you for a long time … "
Having said this, this Magus Tang En bowed and led Grimm and Bliss towards the entrance of the manor not far away.
Before they even got close to the manor, melodious and cheerful music could be heard, mixed with the laughter of women and the crisp sound of wine glasses clinking against each other.
At this moment, the interior of the manor was a sea of joy.
In a spacious open-air hall, there was a beautiful fountain that was constantly running. Streams of water that were as thick as the mouth of a bowl spurted out from the bottom of the pool, and under the illumination of the ever-changing lights, it presented an illusory scene.
Small statues were set up along the side of the pool, and under the direction of the music, they rapidly transformed into strange and beautiful little creatures, chasing and playing in the rising and falling fountain. In the middle of the pool, a beautiful and enchanting mermaid reclined on a reef, using a voice that could move one's heart and soul, singing a beautiful song that was difficult to understand.
Beside the pool, there were long wooden tables, on which all sorts of delicacies and drinks were placed.
Magi and nobles dressed in immaculate clothing smiled as they raised their wine glasses. They gathered in groups of three to five and conversed softly, or gathered at the side of the pool to admire the mermaid's performance. Some even held hands as they walked down the dance floor and began to dance gracefully …
Grimm swept his gaze across the banquet, and discovered that most of the guests were Magi. Even those who were dressed in noble attire had some sort of elemental aura around them. Obviously, they also had the aptitude to become Magi, but due to other reasons, they had withdrawn from the ranks of Magi.
As for their strength, most of them were around rank 2 or 3, and they were all smart and experienced, looking like specially selected elites.
Grimm and Magus Olivia, who was led by Tang En, passed through a grassy field, bypassed the fountain, and arrived at a slightly quiet and elegant parlor.
Inside, Witch Olivia, who was dressed in a long palace dress, was quietly waiting with a calm expression.
"Sir, please come in." Tang En smiled and said, "As for this sir, you should be Wizard Bliss, right? Why don't we go to the front hall for a tour? There are many friends there who are looking forward to getting to know you! "
Bug Lich Bliss did not move an inch after hearing Tang En's words. Only after Grimm nodded slightly did he turn around and follow Wizard Tang En to the front hall.
For some reason, the surroundings suddenly became quiet and elegant when they arrived at this place.
Although they could still hear the sounds from the front hall, it seemed to have suddenly become a lot more distant, and it felt like a dream.
The large parlor was filled with all sorts of strange green plants. Among them, there were ornamental plants such as Devil's Ivy, Blueberry, and Violet Sunflower. There were also carnivorous magical plants such as the Face Flower, Smiling Mushroom, and Martinella Grass. However, no matter how terrifying a magical plant was, it could only obediently lie there in front of a Grade 4 Sorcerer, appearing docile and obedient.
Witch Olivia was holding up the corner of her dress and holding a sprinkler, quietly and elegantly watering the plants.
The green magic plants were all swaying their strange bodies covered with thorns and tentacles, shaking off the water droplets on their bodies like docile puppies.
Witch Olivia was not wearing shoes and socks, and her white feet were exposed as she walked around in the mud.
Under the strong and rich smell of flesh and blood, some of the magic plants seemed to have lost their minds and quietly pulled out their roots from the mud, quietly extending towards the pair of white and tender feet.
The roots slithered like little snakes, and under the cover of the mud, they extended to the sides of the feet.
Finally, one of the roots could not hold back anymore and suddenly burst out from the ground, like a vicious poisonous snake stabbing towards her.
However, just as the roots were about to touch the Witch Olivia's feet, an invisible and strange halo swept past. The moment the strange halo swept past, the roots and the owner of the roots exploded into mud. It was as if two invisible boulders had ruthlessly crushed them. All the stems, branches, roots, and vines were crushed into a pile of green mud that no one could identify …
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