Things related to the extra tenant, Marchioness Barland, were not all good. Her original guards, the ones who died in the Black Veil Army, were not the kind of small nobles who were bullied by everyone. Some of them had family backgrounds that were not much inferior to the "Marchioness Barland" family.
Women who could be sent to the Black Veil Army for training were not the kind who were not favored in their families. If they were really not favored and could only be used as a political tool for the exchange of interests between nobles, of course, such women would not be allowed to learn any combat skills. If her husband was beaten up and something happened to him, would the two families become allies or enemies?
Since the dead female knights had a certain status in their respective families, their deaths would of course have a follow-up impact.
For a mage who lived in the Holy City of Estali, a reprimand from the Empire was probably the most insignificant thing. They just sent someone to talk. It was not painful or itchy. What was the use? And such an action was just a huge country expressing its attitude to the outside world. There was no real action.
After all, a certain mage was considered bloodstained in the Empire's small notebook. Especially with the existence of the Magic Prince, the Empire Central did not want to have anything to do with this mage at all. Even if the Emperor's wives whispered to him, it would be useless, unless they dared to force the Emperor to do so and risk provoking Azad back. But in the end, they would only end up in the cold.
Since the central government of the empire did not want to discuss the death of the Black Veil Army members, these female knights in black robes and veils were not enough to pressure an experienced Grand Duke. They could only take action from other aspects and directly target the person involved. And the most active people in this matter were the families who had lost their daughters.
Even if someone reminded them, that mage was not as weak as everyone thought. Someone who could confront the Magic Prince could not be a pushover. But most people had the same idea. If they did not personally encounter the other party, how would they know the other party's weight?
Moreover, confrontation was never the only option.
In unknown places, undercurrents were surging.
But as the main person involved, Lin's thoughts were all on the World Tree. As the think tank of the family, Fen was also busy with her own affairs, and she was so busy that she could not even see the light of day. Even some of the top students in her life class had been arrested for work. Of course, the research topic was also what they were interested in — creating a new type of body from the DNA level.
At this level of research, Fen no longer cared about keeping it a secret. It didn't matter whether or not he could understand it. This wasn't something that an ordinary necromancer could accomplish just by stirring a cauldron. Without the appropriate tools, no matter how many theories he had, he would not be able to start.
As for the tools, they were the Head Coffin with a Purple Transformation Grade Magic Stone as the core and the Magic Tower's energy pool. They represented super high computing power and semi-unlimited energy respectively. Ninety-nine percent of the mages in the Mystic Land did not even have the qualifications to look at this topic. The question of whether or not to keep the theoretical knowledge a secret was meaningless.
During this period of time, Azad and William Greco, who were often nowhere to be seen during the day, were actually assisting Fen in his research. Although Fen had once worked independently and used the same method to complete his physical body, Fen had never done it before. But the goal of her own perfect physical body was to become a mage, which was not the same as what she was doing now.
Reconstructing the physical body for her follower, Shi Dong, who was a pure warrior, or rather, a dull sutured corpse, the things that needed attention were completely different from creating a mage's physical body. That was why Fen needed external help, not just a figment of the imagination behind closed doors.
When mages reached the extreme, although their combat performance was similar to that of warriors, their core was far from being the same. There was still an insurmountable gap between the two.
The reason why Azad and William Greco were willing to cooperate with a certain Lich's test as a template for reference was that during the process, they could also see the evaluation of their own physical body from a mage's point of view. This was an opportunity that very few people had.
At their level, seeking a breakthrough did not only rely on accumulation, but also a flash of inspiration. Fen provided a different perspective, which was tantamount to providing such an opportunity.
Of course, this also involved the issue of exposing their weaknesses.
But at their level, the way to deal with their weaknesses was not just to keep it a secret and then kill all the insiders. Sometimes, openly exposing their weaknesses could instead become bait in a trap.
Because the enemy would try to attack the so-called weakness, the means of attack would be imperceptibly limited. Moreover, was the exposed weakness really a "weakness"? No one could guarantee it.
In other words, these actions had already risen to the level of psychological warfare, and were no longer a situation of simple punches and kicks. Therefore, neither Azad nor William Greco would object to a comprehensive physical examination. To them, having a weakness that they were not aware of was even more fatal. It was definitely a good thing to be able to discover it early.
And in Fen's recent arrangements, other than recompiling a physical body from the DNA level, another thing that was going on at the same time was to help the Mage Sage, Mahathab, make a silk Han costume.
A crane-patterned green satin short jacket, a white silk patterned skirt, a green dora jacket, and a slanted back elastic silk bag. There was also a tube top and underwear that could not be seen. It took a lot of time to help this old man, Mahathab, customize such a set.
Especially the enchantment part. Silk enchantment was not like the custom-made cars in the car manufacturing and R&D center. If one was not satisfied, they could modify it at any time. Whether it was during the manufacturing stage or after practical use in the future, as long as one had the money and the technology, any changes could be made at any time.
Silk enchantment, however, could only be used until it was broken. There was no room for modification. At most, other parts could be used to match the set and extend to different battle tactics.
So what kind of magic to add on was exhausting for many people's brain cells. Even the Mage Sage, Mahathab, admitted that she had never been so worried about something.
After all, since ancient times, most of the situations in the mysterious land were that after people were lucky enough to obtain a powerful piece of equipment, they would change their habits to match such equipment and develop their own unique battle tactics. Like today, customizing a set of battle tactics and matching magical equipment for oneself was something that most people did not have experience with.
In the past, the so-called custom-made weapons and equipment were just made according to the user's body shape and habits. But what kind of magic these weapons and equipment were enchanted with, in addition to the ability of the enchantment, also depended on luck.
Enchantment had a success rate and the possibility of mutation. Moreover, the number of enchantments could not be large. One was normal, two was excellent, three was legendary, and four was comparable to divine equipment. But what if it could kill ten or twenty people at once? Was it to destroy the market? And this was what really shocked Mage Sage Mahathab after she had a deeper understanding.
So during the design stage, Mage Sage Mahathab often discussed with Fen. Of course, she would not talk about her own battle tactics. She just asked the former Demon King whether it was feasible to add these spells.
Fen's answer was the same. It was no problem. To them, the silk thread formula that they were preparing to make for Mage Sage Mahathab was not the result of the latest research. It was a formula from a few generations ago, and the enchantment capacity was not that large.
In addition to having a backup plan, it was also because on the day Azad came and caused a ruckus, the adults and larvae of the Golden Devil Moth King either died or escaped. The materials that they had accumulated before were also used on the four spirit suits, nine dragon suits, and white cat suits. There were not enough materials to increase the allowable enchantment strength of the special silk thread.
As for the remnants of the cocoon that a certain someone had brought back from the Cat Forest in the Southern Border, which belonged to the Golden Devil Moth King, they had long been used on the Black Tortoise Robe. In terms of theoretical data, although Jeanmos' cocoon performed better than the Golden Devil Moth King's cocoon, it did not belong to the same level of excellence. Basically, the two could be regarded as materials of the same level. This was also the reason why a certain someone did not continue to disturb the moth.
But even if the level of the materials was lowered, Mage Sage Mahathab's design arrangements were still quite conservative. She still did not quite believe that such a suit could add so many spells, because Fen's four spirit suits did not have that many spells. There were only two of them.
This old man did not think about how complicated the "two" spells that Fen added to the four spirit suits were. Besides, Halumi's nine dragon suit had nine spells, which was also amazing, but Kaya's white cat suit had 73 spells on it. In order to use it, this girl had to design another set of quick combinations.
But no matter how long the journey was, it would eventually reach the end. Of course, Mahathab could not let the clothes she wanted to wear linger forever on the designs on paper. At her age, Mahathab naturally understood that some things could be done as long as they were almost done. There was no point in blindly pursuing perfection.
Another concern was that the former Demon King's preparations were also nearing completion. The original agreement was that the energy pool on the third floor of the Magic Tower would be temporarily lent for Fen's ritual after the silk hanbou was handed over. If this person's time was delayed because of her own hesitation, Mahathab had a premonition that she would die a tragic death.
She did not know how other people calmly faced this Lich. But Mahathab knew very well that every time she met Fen, the feeling of threat would multiply.
Even if she had never fought the Lich, even if the four spirit suits on the Lich would affect other people's perception and make it impossible for others to tell the depth of the Lich's strength. But just from their conversation, every move, and every look, the more familiar Mahathab was with the beauty in front of her, the more she could feel how powerful she was.
Not just in terms of knowledge, but also in all aspects. It was as if she was following beside a god who walked in a maze.
So, on the day that Mage Sage Mahathab could not think of any other modifications to her suit, the jacquard loom in a certain person's home in the Holy City was officially turned on!
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