Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 547 - 2: Transaction

Half a month later.

Conni Bergman ’accidentally’ saw the news in the newspaper, rushed to the Royal City, and recognized his grandfather Carl Bergman. The daily news even tracked the incident.

Of course.

Conni, Carl are the same person. With Carl’s methods, creating a phantom to confuse others is easy.

The only one who saw through was Remiller, who also chose not to expose it.

A few days later.

The ’seriously ill’ Count Karl closed his eyes in the early hours of a certain day.

’Conni’, with the help of others, held a funeral for the old count and inherited the count’s title, officially becoming the master of the manor.

"Whew!"

Coachman Bastin carefully stopped the carriage and looked towards the compartment:

"Count, we’ve arrived at the church."

"Mm."

Carl nodded in acknowledgment, lifted the curtain and stepped down slowly, glancing at the nervous Bastin, he laughed:

"You don’t need to be so anxious, as an old servant of the manor, I don’t plan to dismiss or replace anyone."

After all, the two of them have some fate.

"Yes." Bastin showed relief, unaware that this young man in front of him was actually Old Karl, who had kept him on edge all this time:

"Thank you, Count, I will certainly do a good job from now on."

"Doing a good job is indeed necessary." Carl adjusted his attire and lightly admonished:

"Previously, grandfather’s health wasn’t good, he rarely went out, and as a coachman, you are unfamiliar with the roads of the Royal City, which is a serious dereliction."

"It absolutely won’t happen again!" Bastin hurriedly promised:

"I’ve bought maps of the Royal City and consulted several colleagues about the roads, such incidents will never occur."

"That’s good." Carl tapped the ground with his cane and strode towards the church entrance.

The church’s stone pillars were massive, supporting a vast canopy.

The rough texture and dark brown color all evidenced how much time had weathered this building.

Ancient, rustic, grand, majestic...

No building had ever given Carl this feeling, except the building itself, there should be other factors.

Like...

Divine Power?

A corner behind the column had candles burning, a woman knelt before them quietly praying, the flickering flame barely visible.

"Pious follower, the merciful Master of Dawn has heard your prayers and will bestow blessings."

Remiller stood before the follower, holding scriptures in one hand, gently stroking the follower’s head with the other:

"Return home! Your child has already been redeemed."

"Thank you, Priest! Thank you, Priest!" The follower showed elation, tears streaming, incessantly bowing.

After sending off the follower, Remiller closed the scriptures and looked sideways:

"Count Conni, have you come this time to offer your loyalty to the great Master of Dawn?"

"The Master of Dawn is indeed great, but sadly I’m just a mortal, temporarily unable to renounce worldly desires." Carl spread his hands:

"Compared to one-sided devotion, I prefer transactions where both sides are satisfied."

"Hmph!"

Remiller snorted softly:

"Let’s change the place."

She didn’t wish to desecrate the sacred church.

Side hall.

Somewhat unwilling, Remiller took out some items and placed them on the table, signaling Carl to inspect.

"These items were contributions from devout followers, this candlestick was even used in God’s hall."

"And this blanket was woven stitch by stitch over half a year by thirty skilled women."

"This item..."

Carl reached out to touch each item in the room, pausing at the candlestick:

"This item is good."

Not everything from the Divine Domain contains Source Material, quite the opposite, items with Source Material are rare.

Source Material+3

"You like items used by God?"

Remiller’s eyes flashed:

"Why not worship God, with your abilities if you believe in God, you might get a position as a Great Angel."

Great Angel,

The strongest existence under the Divine.

Carl waved his hand in refusal, asked:

"Can God’s items be shared among the Divine Domain followers?"

"Impossible?" Remiller shook her head:

"The Divine Domain also has levels, newcomers need to clean, cook, farm and weave."

"Only after trials, becoming Angels, can they gain certain privileges, but life is definitely better than a mortal’s."

To Carl, an unbeliever, she didn’t describe the Divine Domain as perfectly as in books.

"Hmm?"

Carl raised his head:

"People in the Divine Domain need to eat?"

"Of course." Remiller nodded.

God can create food, but it costs Divine Power, using it for this isn’t worthwhile.

As for entering the Divine Domain just to enjoy and not work...

This kind of person can’t enter the Divine Domain, even if they do, they’ll be expelled.

"How about this one?"

Carl picked up a feather pen, narrowed his eyes, gently stroking:

"Such a unique material."

"This is the feather of a bald eagle, not a common one, but a special Legendary Creature." Remiller explained:

"God once used it to write."

Source Material+2

’Seems like only items imbued with Divine essence have Source Material, this also applies in the Divine Domain.’

Mulling over, Carl asked:

"You’ve taken down these items, what if the Master of Dawn discovers?"

"No worries, won’t be discovered." Remiller assured:

"These are items from the warehouse, already abandoned, even if not removed, they need handling."

"God won’t mind these."

"That’s good." Carl smiled:

"For next time, I hope to acquire some items touched by the Divine, the longer used the better."

"Don’t look at me with that strange gaze."

Casting a glance at Remiller’s odd expression, Carl explained:

"You should know, in the mortal world, some followers are willing to pay any price for these items."

"God is irreplaceable in their hearts!"

"Heh..." Remiller showed disdain:

"Those with greed can never enter the Divine Domain."

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With a bunch of wizard items, exchanged for over a dozen ’specialties’ from the Divine Domain, along with 7 points of Source Material.

In the return carriage, Carl closed his eyes in contemplation.

Since he advanced to Third Ring Wizard, twenty points of Source Material were needed to increase one point of spiritual power or constitution.

The Third Tier values range from fifty to a hundred.

Relatively speaking, seven points of Source Material isn’t much, but this transaction is precious for its longevity and safety.

Opening his eyes, he touched his forehead, showing helplessness.

The Witch Demon Adison’s last counter-attack left a stubborn ’scar’ in his Spiritual Inner Sea.

Hard to repair in a short time.

Estimating...

"At least ten years!"

"The Witch Demon’s inheritance, Flame Meditation Method, Three Disks Skill, Myriad Buddha Hands, Holy Demon Transformation, and the Magic Door for concealing aura..."

"Perfect time to practice these."

Taking inventory of his possessions, Carl murmured:

"But before that, a trip to the Otherworld is necessary, to find a safe place to settle down."

"Oh!"

"Also, over at Black Swamp, the Star Gate will open in a few years, wonder if some maneuvers can be made?"

With a plan set, he closed his eyes again.