[Sorry, the previous chapter made a mistake. It was a level 5 mage who was sent to find Ainphent, not Passatro or Kornuk. These two mages will be Salin's direct subordinates in the future. Their ranks are not high, but they are loyal enough. I apologize here. Also, I will definitely go home in June. I won't be updating fast during this period, especially in these few days. I will try to save as much time as possible to update when I go home. Once I settle down, I will definitely be able to write at least 9,000 words per day.]
Salin and Ainphent's alchemy had conquered all the mages in the Shrine. Salin's Water Flame Alchemy was the most difficult alchemy to practice. Ainphent's Undead Alchemy was also unheard of. A person could control the undead plant and make thousands of complicated movements. Ainphent's mental power must have reached the strength of a level 6 mage, or even close to that of a Magic Shooter.
Of course, 50,000 arrowheads couldn't be made in one go. After Salin and Ainphent each made 12,000 arrowheads, they had to stop. Salin's magic string was used up, and Ainphent's Undead Flame was also on the verge of collapse. The undead plant in the Undead Flame had shrunk to only a meter tall.
"Ainphent, your undead … is very special." Salin looked at the undead plant that was recovering in the Undead Flame. He activated Icy Vision, but couldn't find the plant's fatal weakness.
"Isn't yours also very special?" Ainphent smiled. He didn't tell Salin about the origin of his undead plant. In the letter, he saw Salin mention the Three Kings of the Undead, which tempted him. Apart from helping Salin, he had another purpose this time. If Salin wanted to subdue the Three Kings of the Undead, he also planned to get one of them.
As a necromancer, if he could summon an Undead King, Ainphent's status in the family would immediately reach the peak. He would directly enter the core decision-making circle, and might even become the heir to the title.
"The family agreed to let you be in charge of everything in this city?" Salin asked again. In this city, the four major business families would eventually all enter, forming a competitive environment. Salin would certainly take extra care of Ainphent, but this care wouldn't harm the interests of Serrig Island.
"Of course, I am now a level 5 mage, which is extremely rare in the family." Ainphent laughed arrogantly. In the history of Myers Continent, a level 5 mage at his age was also extremely rare. If he had not been cursed by the mages of the Holy Church, his achievements would have been far greater.
"Those three fellows are not easy to deal with. I want two, and you want one. How about it?"
"Very good." Ainphent wasn't greedy. He already had a special Undead plant, which had better support abilities than normal Undead. Now, he only needed a battle-type summoned creature to be satisfied. Once he became a Magic Shooter in the future, he would be able to summon a large number of Undead creatures for a long period of time. It wouldn't matter if there was one more or one less Monarch level Undead.
Commanding the Undead also required mental strength. The higher the level of the Undead, the more mental strength a Magician would need to expend. Aini was not a walnut. He knew what was best for him. It wasn't that Ainphent wasn't greedy, but the first thing he learned from a young age was how to make choices.
Given his relationship with Salin, he would receive an endless stream of wealth in this city in the future. That was what Ainphent valued.
Salin was a true Mage, and a pure Skochinian. He'd told Ainphent clearly in his letter that Ainphent liked this kind of communication. It was even more relaxing and enjoyable than with some people in the family.
"Your contract magic told me, what do you want as compensation?"
"Just treat it as me returning your favor," Ainphent replied generously. Seeing Salin squint, he added, "I still owe you a life, but I don't plan on returning it to you. I don't want you to worry about me in the future."
Salin laughed. Ainphent's answer was the answer of a true Mage.
"I'm glad I met you back then."
"Me too. The situation on the continent is very chaotic now. Although it hasn't erupted yet, when it does, the rotten people in the family who don't know how to change will be automatically cleaned up. With your help, I'm also full of confidence for the future. Although it's a little early to say this, if I manage the Clyde Family, the Clyde Family will be Metatlin's eternal friend. "
Ainphent said Salin's surname solemnly. For a Magician, this was almost like an oath.
"Bring your parents over as well. Saint Rock City isn't a good place. I have a feeling that with the upheaval of the continent, there will be drastic changes in Saint Rock City."
"Premonition?" Ainphent frowned. It was ridiculous for a Mage to say premonition. But what Salin had said to him must have been something he had thought about, and not something he had said by chance.
"Let them come. I have something for you." Salin and Ainphent rested just like that. Neither of them used any special method to recover their strength. They just waited for the magic strings and the necromancy flames to recover naturally.
"What is it?"
"Do you know Helene from the Williams Family?"
"Yes, I beat her up when I was young." Ainphent's answer made Salin speechless.
"That girl is talented, but unfortunately she's not a Mage. The Williams Family is richer than us, but they don't have any proper Mages. Otherwise, they would've long outshone the four major families. "
Salin thought about it and felt that Ainphent was right. There were only a few low-level Mages in Helene's hunting team. If there had been a Great Mage, the team wouldn't have been in such a predicament. At least a Great Mage could prevent the entire team from freezing and starving, and ensure that all the swordsmen could maintain their fighting strength.
"The Williams Family has a secret sea route in the north. I'm sure the Clyde Family would like to participate?"
Ainphent's eyelids twitched. He glanced outside and said in a low voice, "I've heard about this, but the Clyde Family isn't good at building ships. Furthermore, I see that the people you have now … are not bad. Why don't you participate yourself and give me the benefits?"
"Because no matter who travels this sea route in the future, they have to be under my protection. I'll just sit back and collect taxes. Why send people to risk their lives?" Salin said bluntly.
"I definitely have no objections. The other two families will agree even if they give you some benefits first. But why would the Williams Family tell you this secret and pay you?"
"Because in less than three years, the Church's fleet will appear near this sea route. I can use the name of the Bitter Water Prefecture to sink all ships that travel here. The Williams Family can't possibly cooperate with the Church, can they? "
"The Church!" Ainphent's teeth chattered. The Church had almost made him lose all hope of living. Even with his gloomy personality, he could not hide his murderous intent when he heard that the Church would appear here.
"Salin, the bastards from the Church will definitely come?"
"I'm sure." Salin recalled the word that the bishop in black had shouted — heretics. The Vatican was a colossal organization. They might tolerate other things, but they could not tolerate heresy. As long as he was still in this city, the Church would keep sending people over like moths attracted by a light. It was difficult for anything to happen on land or in the south in a short period of time. Only on the sea, the northern sea route was the fastest choice for the Church.
"Do you have the blueprints of the ships?"
"Yes, a lot."
"Alright, set up the Teleportation Formation as soon as possible. I'll get my parents to come over and take out all their savings. I'll pay, you provide the blueprints. I'll do it. "
"Your mother's family should have loyal fighters, right?"
"You lack swordsmen?"
"Not at all. Rex can provide a regular army. My teacher also has a lot of people, but I don't want to expose them for now. The Williams family's secret sea route is a long-term source of income, and I'm willing to share it with you. But the prerequisite is that the city must be intact, and the port must have enough power to protect the merchant ships. Now that time is tight, I can't wait to go to Scotia and hire a ninth-level mercenary group. "
Ainphent pondered. Salin wanted warriors from his mother's family. Ainphent knew the difference very well. If Salin directly wanted people from the Clyde family, it would be a sign of deeper cooperation. Now that Salin wanted people from his mother's family, Ainphent immediately understood the meaning. Salin was willing to share the profits with him, but that didn't mean he was giving them to the Clyde family. In Salin's eyes, his position was higher than the Clyde family.
Unless, like he said, he controlled the family in the future. Then it would be a cooperation between Salin and the Clyde family.
Salin's actions were understandable. The city was newly built, and Salin's power hadn't been accumulated yet. If he directly shared the profits with the Clyde family, the Clyde family might take over.
"Do you trust me that much?" Ainphent looked at Salin's young face and asked abruptly.
"When we escaped from that castle, you stayed behind to take care of Baron Cook. At that time, I already saw you as a true friend. You … are indeed a person that makes people worry, but you want too much. You won't hurt our rare friendship for something so small, don't you think so? "
"What do you think I want?" Ainphent laughed and put away his serious expression.
"Maybe the Tanggulas Empire? Anyway, it won't be a small city. "Salin also joked. If possible, Ainphent didn't mind destroying that empire as revenge for the curse. Actually, Salin wasn't worried that Ainphent wanted to take over this city. With Seriger Island as his backing, the Clyde family wouldn't be able to do it even if they gathered all their power. He really didn't want to hurt the friendship between him and Ainphent.
"Then do we still compete?"
"No, this time it's a tie at most." Salin completely put away the water flame and said, "With your current strength, I'm not worried anymore. Back to the original topic, how are we going to deal with those three?"
The Three Undead Lords. Salin had decided to subdue all of them. Letting these three terrifying creatures live in his city, even with all the mages of Seriger Island around, was not a comfortable thing to do.
"We need to think of a perfect contract trap." Ainphent pondered. He took out a magic book and handed it to Salin. Salin opened the book and saw a line of handwritten words on the title page — Unfair Magic Contract. As he flipped through the pages, the content of the book was imprinted in Salin's mind.
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