I Became the Progenitor Vampire-Chapter 242 - 243: Shocking, He Wants to Use Players for Experiments (8800 Words Mega - )

Chapter 242 -243: Shocking, He Wants to Use Players for Experiments (8800 Words Mega Chapter)

“Large numbers of the Undead have appeared in the north…”

Undead??

Everyone in the room was taken aback, with Lord Spark reacting the most vehemently as he abruptly turned to look at Laurent, frowning deeply and asking in a heavy voice,

“Where have the Undead appeared? How many are there? What is their strength?”

Lide, observing Lord Spark’s somber expression, was somewhat puzzled. They were only Undead creatures, after all; was there really any need for this powerful and inscrutable Level 19 Great Mage to be so worried?

Laurent was startled by Lord Spark’s vehement reaction and hurriedly began to explain.

“At Sorins City, on the border between the southern province and Thorny Flower Province, the Undead came down from the border line of the Radiant Empire!”

The Nolan Empire had a total of ten provinces, of which three were classified as southern provinces.

Green City, located in the southern province, bordered the Beastman Empire on the east and the Radiant Empire’s Thorny Flower Province to the north, while the southern boundary touched the sea at the Blue Sea Province.

The southern province was thus encircled by Thorny Flower Province and Lanhai Province, with the Far Mountain Range situated to the north of the southern province,

but this mountain range disappeared by the time it reached Bauhinia Province, thereby forming the official border between the Radiant Empire and the Nolan Empire all the way up to the Northern Plateau in the north of the Nolan Empire.

The border line between the Radiant Empire and the Nolan Empire spanned across three provinces, tightly linking the two nations; this was also why these two countries had jointly campaigned against the Northern Plateau.

“There are at least five to six hundred thousand!” Laurent said with a tense expression, “According to the information transmitted back by the sub-council, it seems a war has broken out in the Radiant Empire, and their enemies are the Undead.

These Undead have been pouring out from the border line of the Radiant Empire, and it’s still uncertain whether there are high-level Undead…”

Lord Spark nodded slightly, suppressing his inner surprise; seeing the puzzlement in Lide’s eyes, he began to explain.

“The Undead are different from Abyss Demons. Although Abyss Demons are ferocious, they can only emerge from the Abyss, and controlling the Abyss Gate can stop them.

But the Undead are different; as long as there are corpses, Undead Mages can continuously create Undead Warriors.

There were several occasions in the past when the Main Plane of Glory was swept over by the Undead, turning hundreds of billions of lives across the continent into Undead.

Had it not been for the Divine interventions at critical moments, the Main Plane of Glory would likely have long been dominated by the Undead.”

Lord Spark’s expression was far from relaxed, “Although I did not experience the Death Catastrophe from ten thousand years ago, which was the closest to us, I once saw magic images depicting battles against the Undead at the Mage Association in the Nolan Capital.

Ghost Dragons, Bone Dragons, Skeleton Knights, Terror Knights, Undead Mages, Skeleton Warriors… a sky-covering sea of Undead capable of engulfing mountains, against which no one could withstand the endless tide of skeletons.”

After finishing, he took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Laurent.

“How did you come to know this news?”

As the Vice President of the Green City Mage Association, he had not received such crucial intelligence; how could this merchant possibly know?

Laurent’s expression was somewhat proud, “Lord Lide once said, ‘No one can match the allure of Gold Puck.’

I had previously ordered that, should any of our Golden Wheat Commerce subsidiaries discover any information that could affect the fate of Golden Wheat Commerce or be of vital help to the Crimson Mage Tower,

they should use a Communication Scroll to transmit the information back to the headquarters of Golden Wheat Commerce.”

Communication Scroll?

Lord Spark realized suddenly; this Second Circle Magic Scroll involved two scrolls, where writing on one would display the same message on the other.

However, such magic scrolls were extremely rare, known for their difficult production, with very few Mages knowing the method of creation. They were essentially unobtainable on the market, with only armies having a very limited supply.

Ordinary merchants would never have prepared such items because once a Communication Scroll was activated, it could synchronize and display the message for no more than a minute, allowing very little information to be transmitted. In comparison, there were many other methods that could replace such magic scrolls.

These somewhat trivial yet extremely rare items were likely unheard of by most.

Lide greatly admired Laurent’s initiative and was also very curious about the Communication Scroll, “Where can one buy that Communication Scroll? Prepare 100 scrolls for me…”

The financial prowess to do so was beyond measure.

Cough, cough, cough, Laurent almost choked on his own saliva.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he felt somewhat embarrassed, “Lord Lide, these Magic Scrolls are made by an old mage in Green City who is blind in one eye, and he can only produce one or two a month.

The quantity you require, I fear he won’t be able to produce that in ten years…”

“A half-blind old mage? And he can still make Communication Scrolls??”

Spark seemed to have heard some important news, his expression becoming somewhat excited, even more so than when he heard about the Undead.

“Master Murray is still alive?? Quick, tell me where Master Murray is!”

His tone even trembled a bit.

Lide found Spark’s reaction strange. Who was this Master Murray, able to excite his nominal teacher more than the Undead?

“Lord Spark… I am not sure what the name of that mage is…” Before Laurent could finish, seeing the expression of Spark glaring at him, he dared not waste words, “That mage currently resides in the slums of the western district.”

“Do you have any Communication Scrolls on you?”

Laurent took out an unopened scroll from his person and handed it to Spark.

After receiving it, Spark, with an excited expression, unrolled the two-palm-wide, thirty-centimeter-long gray scroll and after seeing the designs and technique, his mouth corners trembled.

He stretched out his wrinkled old hands and carefully caressed the surface of the scroll.

“Yes, this is definitely Master Murray’s style, absolutely Master Murray!

To think that after twenty years of searching, I would meet Master Murray again here.

Magic Goddess above, this must be Your guidance!”

After speaking, Spark couldn’t care about anything else and continued to question Laurent.

“Quick, tell me Master Murray’s exact address, I must visit him immediately!”

Laurent was scared by the behavior of Spark, this powerful mage. What was with him today?

“That mage resides in the western district, District Seventeen, near the west side close to the black market, Building Thirteen, ask there and you will know…”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Spark paid no heed to the others in the room, his expression agitated as he quickly turned and left, not even greeting Isa, whom he usually treated as his own granddaughter.

Watching the hurried departure of Spark, Lide grew curious too.

“Do any of you know this Master Murray?”

Everyone shook their heads in unison, clearly unfamiliar with the name.

Lide thought for a moment, recalling no similar name in his memory, then let it go, perhaps it was some old friend of Spark.

After all, this nominal teacher had a vast network of connections in the Nolan Capital, so having a few mysterious friends was nothing unacceptable.

“Let’s leave that matter aside, let’s talk about the news on the Undead.”

The unkempt old man going to see a similarly unkempt friend clearly wasn’t as captivating as news of the Undead reappearing.

“Yes, sir.” Laurent continued, “Because of your previous order, the Golden Wheat Commerce has developed extremely rapidly with Miss Vena’s support these past days.

Especially our branches, now totaling forty-five, almost every important city in the southern provinces has our commerce’s flags flying.

With Sorins City at the border with the Radiant Empire, a large amount of Magic Materials flow through annually, so naturally, we established a branch there.

But just a day before, a Sunshine Hour ago, this branch reported:

Hundreds of thousands of the Undead army are besieging Sorins City, and more incessantly pouring from the Radiant Empire’s borders… Our frontier faces a grave crisis.”

The Radiant Empire? Lide frowned, the Glory too vast, merely one southern province vast and boundless.

He had been in Glory for almost a year now, and he hadn’t even fully explored Green City, let alone had a clear impression of other areas—all derived from his subordinates.

“Do we have more news? How are these undead created, what is their purpose, and what impact will they have on us?”

Upon hearing Lord Lide’s inquiry, Laurent looked distressed; he only knew about the undead invasion, and although the Golden Wheat Commerce was a large company, it still wasn’t capable of investigating these matters thoroughly.

“Lord Lide, I need more time to let my people investigate.”

Seeing the expression on Laurent’s face, Lide knew he was being somewhat unreasonable.

If Golden Wheat Commerce had that capability, he wouldn’t need to set up the Dark Contract’s information network.

“Okay, keep a close eye on the news about the undead and contact me as soon as there is any progress.”

“Yes, my lord.”

After Laurent had left, Lide fell into deep thought.

Green City was nearly 1500 kilometers away from the borders of the Radiant Empire; even if it were to be impacted, it wouldn’t be immediate.

What felt odd to him was that there was something strange about this undead situation.

In the main plane of Glory, undead had become a rare commodity after numerous failures in war—civilians seldom encountered them. This was why he had attracted such a crowd when he had displayed the withered bones in Dawn Square.

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However, now these undead, which hadn’t been heard from in a long while, had suddenly emerged in large numbers.

With the internal testing now opened, he felt that this somehow must be related to the players.

But he didn’t have too much energy to focus on this matter. Although the invasion of the undead was terrifying, it wouldn’t cause major turmoil in the Nolan Empire in the short term.

The most critical thing now was to plunder the population.

“Lord Lide, perhaps we should consider expanding production…”

Hmm?

Miss Vena, who had been quiet all this while, interrupted Lide’s thoughts.

He slightly turned his head to look at his young maid and gestured for her to continue.

“I have read many ancient texts…”, Vena lowered her head slightly, her eyes revealing a thoughtful expression.

“Once the undead form a large scale, they are hard to destroy in a short time because there are powerful undead lives controlling them.

The development of undead is very fast; capturing a single city can yield hundreds of thousands of undead soldiers. Once the number of undead reaches a certain scale, high-level undead lives will appear.

With so many undead bursting out from the Radiant Empire, there’s only one possibility—the Radiant Empire might have encountered a death calamity ten times more terrifying than what is observed externally.

Moreover, due to the unique nature of undead life, once the Radiant Empire is captured, it will inevitably spread to the surrounding areas. Although the Radiant Empire borders four empires, only we, the Nolan Empire, are to the south.

Thus, the Nolan Empire will inevitably face a great battle.

Moreover, magic scrolls are always indispensable in war.

We can continue to expand our production capacity. The magic scrolls we produce will have countless nobles coming to us with Gold Pucks to purchase.

No one wants to see their territory conquered by the undead; it means they would lose everything.

We also need to increase our efforts to purchase a batch of magic materials for storage, as the upcoming war will inevitably affect the production of magic materials.”

Merely from such a simple message, Lide couldn’t help but greatly appreciate her ability to deduce so much information.

Although the deductions might not all be accurate, the ability to make such far-sighted judgements was commendable.

Ever since he had decided to cultivate her, the growth rate of his young maid greatly exceeded his expectations, bringing him more and more surprises.

Vena, along with Harrison and Stanley, these three brilliant administrators, held a place in Lide’s heart that was no less significant than any combat unit.

Advanced combat power can be cultivated and used to capture enemies, but the type of management talent required needs true Talent, which is even rarer than that of Spellcasters.

“Vena, manage the Crimson Mage Tower in your own way; don’t be afraid of making mistakes, I am here to support you.

I believe in you.”

Hearing Lord Lide’s words, the beautiful girl with slightly curly long hair felt a thrill and delight seep through her heart.

“Vena will not disappoint you…”

Beside them, Little Yisha watched the two with bright, shining eyes, feeling an inexplicable envy towards Vena.

Yisha also wanted to help her teacher one way or another…

Noticing Yisha’s mood, Lide turned his head and smiled indulgently, reaching out to pinch her smooth, white cheek.

“Yisha is also amazing.”

Yisha:

Level: 7

Age: 16

Golden Bloodline: Awakening Level (15%)

Description: Belongs to the Golden Race with the Golden Bloodline, a Talent that can awe the Divine.

Level 7, having risen from level 0 during just half a year since the Frost Month, a Talent that could make even the so-called geniuses grief-stricken to death.

Every time Lide saw Yisha, he was incredibly moved; this young girl with the Golden Bloodline truly astounded people.

The Talents of the Golden Race varied, and Lide did not know to what extent Yisha could grow, but he presumed, at least she wouldn’t fare worse than a young dragon.

“When Yisha grows up, I’ll entrust the Crimson Mage Tower to you for protection.”

Suddenly reminded of a past encounter by Lord Spark in the Storm Sea Domain, hunting the Extraordinary Giant Dragon with the Red-eyed Mysterious Race.

He gently patted the young girl’s head, his eyes filled with hope.

He truly hoped to see the young dragon grow up.

Wondering how long Kapp would last under Yisha’s magic when the time came?

“Teacher, Yisha will work hard…” The earnest young girl nodded, a determination in her eyes that even Lide couldn’t fathom.

Lide smiled sunnily, suddenly as if remembering something else, he turned to ask Vena.

“Vena, didn’t our Mage Tower recruit an adventurer from the Lost Plane?

Where is he now?”

Last time they hadn’t met, and now Lide was quite eager to meet this player.

Wondering how those ridiculous Glory players had fared against the tough natives?

Thinking of the forum posts filled with blood and tears about “Glory,” Lide couldn’t help but want to laugh.

These players, who initially thought themselves better than everyone else, could truly taste the bitterness of the world against the hardcore natives.

Sold by traffickers, robbed, tricked into undertaking fraudulent missions, enslaved without pay, or even sold to brothels…

A myriad of dark experiences, these players have experienced them all at least once.

Eventually, a thread compiling these tragic experiences of players even became the saddest spot on the forum.

“He has passed the assessment and has officially become a member of our Crimson Mage Tower, currently working in the Magic Factory, dealing with Magic Materials…”

“Um, have someone bring him over; I want to meet him.”

“Yes, my lord”

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Glory Light was summoned while he was processing demon beast pelts in the Magic Materials Processing Workshop.

To make Magic Scrolls, it was necessary to first treat the demon beast pelts, cleaning off impurities like dried blood, hard chunks of dried meat, excessive fur, and so on.

After these obstructions to drawing Magic Nodes were dealt with, the pelts were then soaked and washed with Alchemy Potion filled with Magic Power, finally producing a soft pelt as thin as paper.

Only then could it be handed over to the apprentices in the Magic Node Drawing Department to start sketching. After the sketching, a Great Mage would channel Magic Power into the scroll, sealing it, thus completing the production.

Since Glory Light joined later, he temporarily couldn’t work on drawing Magic Nodes and could only process raw pelts in the materials workshop.

He would be able to enter the drawing workshop and sketch Magic Nodes either after working half a year in the Mage Tower or becoming a certified Mage.

As a player, he should have been invincible, effortlessly roaming the game world, but here he was, laboring away in a factory…

Every time he thought about this, sadness welled up within Glory Light.

Back on Earth, he was a wealthy second-generation kid with no worries about food or work, but this life had truly made him experience the hardships of factory work.

It was too hard.

Demon beast pelts were often difficult to clean, the weather was hot now, and the smell was foul. Every day, before logging off, Glory Light silently swore never to play this game again.

Yet, after seeing other players’ more miserable lives on the forums, he would dutifully exclaim its excellence and log back on the next day.

Comparatively, what he was doing was paradise—being caught by slaver teams, turned into the Undead by Undead Mages, or tortured by deranged noblewomen.

He just had to process a set number of demon beast pelts each day and then rest. Plus, there were classes taught by mages here, and he could earn over a dozen silver pukes each month; even more if he processed extra pelts.

Moreover, the apprentice girls in the Mage Tower were really beautiful…

Glory Light was painfully happy; the drudgery of work disgusted him, but flirting with shy apprentice ladies, studying magic, and shooting the breeze with some likable NPCs after work made this life irresistible to him.

He felt as though he had returned to school, where he just had to complete tasks and could play freely with classmates.

“Glory Light, what are you daydreaming about? Did you remember what I just told you? Lord Lide owns the Mage Tower, so be polite and respectful when you speak.

Even though you’re an adventurer from the Lost Plane, you can’t disrespect Lord Lide. Otherwise, if you’re thrown out of the Crimson Mage Tower, no one will be able to plead on your behalf…”

A slightly goofy voice snapped Glory Light back to reality.

Turning his head, he looked at the girl beside him wearing a gray Mage Apprentice robe, with beautiful brown hair and a delicate face.

Glory Light nodded, flashing what he believed was his most handsome smile.

“Lina, I’m not some fool like Nas,” Nas was the NPC apprentice he got along with best, “By the way, I heard that Lady Vena has opened a new tavern on Mysterious Street and even hired a Half-Elf to perform.

Maybe we could go check it out tonight and have a drink together…”

Lina bit her lip slightly, initially wanting to refuse but, seeing Glory Light’s expectant look, she thought about it and nodded.

“Alright, but I’ll bring Lea along.”

“No problem, I’ll bring Nas too…” Glory Light’s smile brightened immensely, finally taking a big step forward.

Rumor has it, in Glory, one really could do that thing with a girl…

Remembering those boasting posts on the forum, Glory Light gritted his teeth in annoyance. The most outrageous was a player who, under the guise of completing a mission, managed to hook up with a noblewoman and her daughter…

However, that guy didn’t have a good time in the end either. Accidentally discovered by that pathetic noble, he was hung up and whipped for ten days straight until he finally died, creating a massive psychological shadow and ultimately leading him to delete his account. It was a kind of retribution.

Moreover, a female player successfully seduced a high-ranking noble and became one of his many wives.

Then, that female player started her own magic-themed palace drama, live streaming it daily on forums. With the help of a crowd of female players’ wisdom, she fiercely competed with the other wives.

Due to the time difference, the female player could only do image and text live streaming, unable to stream video. Still, it drew immense curiosity and quickly became a hot topic in the forums once she started streaming.

The freedom in this game had reached an infuriating level; you could do essentially whatever you wanted…

“We’re here, Glory Light. Be careful, okay? Don’t offend Lord Lide.”

Lina looked slightly worried at the Mage Tower in the distance and glanced at Glory Light. This Lost Plane fellow wasn’t familiar with their etiquette; the kind-hearted girl feared he might anger the owner of this Mage Tower.

Seeing the worry in Lina’s eyes, Glory Light felt warm inside. Although as a player he wouldn’t die, that pure concern still meant a lot to him.

“Don’t worry, maybe Lord Lide will admire my strong Magic Talent and take me as his apprentice.”

Lina pressed her lips together and smiled, playfully hitting him, “Stop bragging and go inside. I’ll wait right here for you.”

I’ll wait right here for you?

As Glory Light looked at that pure face free of any impurity, his heart trembled inexplicably, and at that moment, his thoughts of treating Lina as a hunting target vanished.

This girl made him incapable of harboring any blasphemous thoughts; only in this feudal world could he find such a clear-souled girl perhaps.

“Lina, let’s not go to the tavern.”

“Ah? Why?”

“Taverns have too many bad people, let’s go to the dessert cafe and have some tea with Nas.~”

“Sure, I really like the strawberry pie made by Uncle Langke~”

After Glory Light entered the Crimson Mage Tower, his mood was still quite strange, thinking about Lina’s eyes that sparkled like stars, he felt inexplicably sweet.

Believe it or not, I, who famously navigate through countless affairs unscathed like the White Dragon in the Waves, am actually considering dating an NPC.

Ah, just kill me now.

When Lord Lide saw Glory Light, his expression was a bit odd.

It was his first time formally interacting with a player. He hadn’t met one before; during the Dark Contract, he was busy dealing with some Dwarf affairs and had no time for those three players.

But now, it was truly a direct interaction.

Glory Light stood before him, dressed in a gray Mage Apprentice’s robe, of medium build, and mildly handsome.

His gaze seemed distracted as if pondering something, a smile would occasionally appear but then fade, and there was a blush on his face.

It looked very much like… he was lovestruck??

“Glory Light, this is Lord Lide, the master of the Crimson Mage Tower, and the lord you are to pledge your loyalty to. Aren’t you going to bow to Lord Lide?”

Vena looked at the still unresponsive Glory Light and felt a slight displeasure in her heart.

Though well-informed about adventurers from the Lost Plane, who usually lack much respect and manners, no one could afford to be rude in front of Lord Lide. Absolutely no one.

Interrupted, Glory Light finally snapped out of it and hastily threw his thoughts to the back of his mind, carefully bowing while supporting his chest in front of this legendary bigwig.

“Good day, respected Lord Lide.”

He was the biggest boss within this Mage Tower and the highest-status NPC he had encountered so far.

If he could cling to the coattails of this bigwig, wouldn’t he have everything at his command?

Glory Light thought of a few lucky fellows on the forums who had been favorably nurtured by NPCs and felt envious.

Especially those three players, one of them called Cheng Kun with the title of Hun Yuan Thunderclap Hand, were in Green City just like him. By now, Cheng Kun had already become the boss of dozens of NPC underlings, while he was still working in a factory, which was really frustrating.

“Good day, please have a seat.”

“Thank you, Lord Lide.”

After sitting on the gray sofa opposite Lide, Glory Light could finally see Lide’s features clearly, and he couldn’t help feeling a surge of emotions.

Damn, only NPCs could be this handsome. If this guy were on Earth, he would be unstoppable—a truly irresistible hunk. What girl could resist such a striking guy?

Especially the noble aura that emanated from Lide’s very bones made him feel even more envious. That was what true nobility looked like.

“I consider myself pretty good-looking too, but compared to this NPC, damn, I’m not even worthy to carry his shoes… I really want to smash that handsome face of his with a punch.”

At the same time, he discreetly opened up Lide’s attribute panel.

???

???

???

The series of question marks made him even more emotional; powerful, handsome, and owning such immense wealth—this dude was a legit otherworldly high-class rich and handsome man.

What the hell kind of NPC is this? He’s making me die of envy.

Lide, noticing Glory Light’s odd expression, instantly knew the latter was checking his attribute panel. Through the Power of Faith, he felt an undetectable presence sweeping around him, and without the proactive isolation by the Power of Faith, he wouldn’t have detected that exploration at all.

Is this the kind of disturbance that occurs when I usually check other NPCs’ attribute panels? Feels weird.

At the same time, he also looked up Glory Light’s attributes, out of curiosity, wondering if players’ were the same as others.

Glory Light

Race: Human Clan

Title: Undead (possesses the ability to resurrect)

Reputation: 10 (Apprentice of the Crimson Mage Tower)

Level: Level 1

Affiliation: Crimson Mage Tower

Explanation: An adventurer from the Lost Plane, possesses the ability to resurrect.

Pretty simple, not much different from the native residents’ panels, with specific skills and attributes still unseen.

However, the title “Undead” made him think; no wonder Stanley had directly referred to them as Undead.

He had initially thought it was based on the player’s abilities, but it turned out there really was such a title.

“Glory Light, tell me about the Lost Plane. I’m quite curious about your homeland,” Lide said, his expression subtly amusing.

Talking about Earth with a player, while being an NPC, seemed kind of amusing.

Glory Light didn’t think too much about it. For him, being asked about such things by NPCs had happened too often; they could never really understand, so he just blurted out,

“Our place is called Earth, a modern, technological world. Your world is just a game world created by Earth…”

At that moment, Lide’s expression slightly changed because he received two pieces of information simultaneously, one was what Glory Light had just said,

The other message appeared directly in his mind,

“Our place of residence is the Lost Plane, a lost world that has been disconnected from the Main Plane of Glory for a million years…”

Lide saw a post on the forum that any information related to Earth would be blocked or altered to another message; he thought he would be the same.

But why was he able to receive two messages?

One message was the true information spoken by Glory Light, while the other was transmitted directly to him by some rule of Glory.

Lide found this phenomenon very interesting.

“If I could only receive the messages set by the will of Glory, that would mean that after entering Glory, I was completely integrated with this world, a pure native.

But now, since I can still hear the words of Glory Light, it should mean that the soul from Earth is not limited by the rules of Glory.

The rules of Glory both recognize me as a native and a player, so that’s why I get two messages.

This is really amusing.”

After feeling his body and noticing no discomfort, Lide didn’t pay much attention to it, as there was no harm anyway.

After Glory Light finished speaking, he stared intently at this NPC big shot whose expression slowly turned somewhat strange, feeling a chill down his spine. What kind of expression was this NPC making?? Could it be that he was thinking about something indecent?

It’s said that nobles in the medieval times often had some very strange hobbies. Otherwise, why were his eyes looking so peculiar? Ah, I’m going to split, it’s not possible, I won’t submit!!

“Lord Lide, I’ve said all I wanted to say…”

The tone of Glory Light was trembling, and he clenched his buttocks, fearing that this NPC big shot with unclear intentions might do something outrageous, anything could happen in this game…

Lide looked at the very anxious Glory Light and was puzzled for a moment. What was this guy doing?? He had the expression like he was about to eat him.

But he also didn’t bother to dig deeper, as the thought processes of these guys couldn’t be deduced using normal logic.

“Good, adventurer from the Lost Plane, your Lost World is truly fascinating,” he naturally had to play his role fully, having no interest in telling the other party that he heard his original words.

Lide then gave a playful smile, “Do you want to learn magic?”

A thick expression of surprise and joy appeared on the face of Glory Light.

My goodness, could it be that I’m the legendary Child of Destiny??

This high-level NPC is actually taking interest in me!!

He then showed a bit of vigilance,

“Lord Lide, I have a girlfriend…”

Lide wore an exasperated look, “I asked if you want to learn magic. What does having a girlfriend have to do with me?!”

Glory Light then relaxed and immediately cried out, “I do, I swear to the Magic Goddess. I came to the Crimson Mage Tower solely to learn magic.

Lord Lide, please teach me powerful magic, I am eager to make contributions to the Crimson Mage Tower; this here is my home, and I am willing to lay down my life for the Crimson Mage Tower…”

Seeing the earnest oath-taking by Glory Light, Lide nodded in satisfaction.

He was still unsure of the players’ temperaments; they could sell themselves for a bit of benefit.

The smile on his lips grew even more amiable; he looked like a young man who was pure and naive about the ways of the world.

“Very good, Glory Light, sign a Soul Contract with me, and I will grant you the most precious Magic Potion while teaching you powerful magic…”

As he spoke, Lide took out a bottle of milky Magic Blood, his eyes smiling warmly at Glory Light.

Stanley had told him that the players who had signed a Loyalty Contract with him were now under his control; if they betrayed the Dark Contract, he could erase their soul traces in this world at any moment.

Lide was very curious about this. He wanted to know how to control a soul, whether he could really control the other party’s soul, and whether he could control the players’ souls on Earth?

He wanted to test his idea…

And this foolish player was his test subject…