"Mr. Edgar, as the central figure in this wave of reforms triggered by Fighting Qi transformation technology, do you have anything to say?"

"The center of this event is, no matter what, my esteemed mentor; I’m unworthy of the title of ’central figure.’"

This reform initiated single-handedly by Younka has already passed a substantial amount of time, enough for the entire nation to be familiar with Fighting Qi transformation technology, and the news has even spread abroad.

"Magic containing Fighting Qi transformation technology can be learned from ’Magic Transmission Tutors’ all over the country, and the latest improved magic will even be free to learn for a while. Under state subsidies, even old farmers can afford the Reform Ring. This is a wave sweeping across the whole country, which will push us towards a broader magical future!"

"All sorts of inventions related to this are works into which Master Younka has poured his heart and soul for the sake of all citizens; he is truly worthy of the title ’Magic Sage’!" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

With the journalists interviewing, Edgar smiling brightly appeared particularly amiable, singing the praises of his mentor, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers, and this interview surprisingly took place on the street.

In other times, people from the Warrior Country wouldn’t be interested in such elaborate flattery, but today was different because the person and the matter being praised were unlike before.

Magic Transmission Tutors, represented by Edgar, are stationed permanently in major cities across the country, continually spreading Younka’s ideas.

Anyone who has learned the improved magic can start this ability independently with just a slight change in the way magic operates; there is practically no threshold, and now all magic learners in the country are using it.

And for those who yearn for magic but lack enough magic power talent to perform it, the emergence of Fighting Qi transformation magic power technology signals a monumental breakthrough.

The people all began to celebrate.

Even those who originally had no interest in magic have started learning magic under the guidance of those around them.

Perhaps they don’t feel anything special about magic now, but over time, magic will surely become a part of their life.

They will also become part of the concentration.

During this period, the theme and undercurrent of the entire Warrior Country have been the word "Magic."

"Thank you, Mr. Edgar, for taking the time out of your busy schedule to answer our questions!"

Amid thunderous applause from the onlookers, Edgar smiled, slowly expressed his gratitude, bowed, and then returned to his house.

As soon as he closed the door, the smile on his face disappeared.

"Finally done with it; dealing with this group is no different than dealing with fanatics, even more troublesome; it’s so annoying."

He called forth clear water to refresh his face and suddenly saw that his teacher had sent a new order, requiring the disciples to select lower-level Magic Transmission Tutors to delve into the towns and villages surrounding the cities.

"Is it necessary? Those paupers can’t give any money, and it’s troublesome."

He complained for a while, then looked at the scattered Luminous Stones on the table and couldn’t help but shake his head.

These days, being busy with the tasks assigned by Younka left him no time to study Luminous Stones.

By the way, one of the points in the tasks assigned by Teacher Younka was to elevate the status of Sain Dungeon Magic among the people, making Luminous Stone Magic and so on only second to improved Magic, and thus needing to spread these ideas.

The purpose seems to be to prepare for a possible future connection between Sain Dungeon and another country.

"I really can’t muster any interest in that Dungeon..."

Edgar mimicked his teacher’s gesture, drawing Magic Runes in the air, transmitting the related tasks to his juniors.

As for himself, he took advantage of the rare free time to rest, sleeping until the evening. When night fell, he immediately climbed to the rooftop.

The view here was excellent; the vast sky was unobstructed, the twinkling stars all within sight.

"The starry sky is good today."

He praised it once, lay back on a chair made of Luminous Stones, and, while feeling the rich magical aura beneath him, observed the stars.

Up until now, Edgar hasn’t given up on the dream of surpassing his teacher; he had already begun observing the stars, trying to comprehend Luminous Stone Magic for many days.

Each observation seemed to give him some ideas; fleeting thoughts would arise in his mind, yet whenever he tried to grasp and clarify his thoughts, they would elude him.

"It’s only a matter of time; sooner or later, I’ll be able to feel something from the starry sky and surely achieve greater accomplishments than my teacher!"

On Younka’s side, there are only fragments of Luminous Stones, while Edgar even made a lounge chair out of them!

"Today’s stars are exceptionally beautiful and bright, with a hint of purple starlight; it’s simply stunning."

As he gradually got into the state, the stars in the sky seemed to be alive, waving and calling to him. He vaguely sensed something yet couldn’t grasp a concrete idea.

It would be nice if he could become a star in the sky, so he could observe the starry sky from a closer distance, perhaps even develop his own school of thought.

However, although he couldn’t clarify his thoughts, this state was also quite pleasant, like being on a skating high; he was almost about to immerse himself in it...

"Boom!"

A shocking thunder suddenly roared in the distance, even the sky was temporarily stained with bright colors!

Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be some extremely ancient characters within the brightness.

His thoughts were shocked into a blank, and Edgar jumped up from the lounge chair, his face contorted with rage, and cursed:

"What the hell is Ainz III up to this time!?"

Although the Warrior Country and Yanor Kingdom have not erupted into any conflict recently and have been at peace, the latter’s reputation in the Warrior Country has been in steady decline.

Because their King, Ainz III, is just too, too, too noisy.

Ainz III indulged in the routine act of launching fireworks into the sky every now and then, aimed face-to-face at the Hidden Dull Star of the Evil God, which was a well-known occurrence, and not a big deal either.

However, recently, Ainz III seemed to have made a new technological breakthrough in firework craftsmanship, making them louder, brighter, and more powerful! Even surrounding countries could see them!

And yet, he particularly enjoyed setting off the big fireworks on weekday nights!

Who else would the citizens of these neighboring countries blame?

"Today’s fireworks are louder than before..."

Edgar was trembling with anger, and now he just wished the Evil God would quickly descend and wipe out the Yanor Kingdom!

After cursing Ainz III for quite a while, Edgar gradually calmed down, exhaled a long breath, lay back on the Luminous Stone Lounge Chair, and turned his gaze again to the Star Sky.

"Huh?"

He wasn’t sure if it was his illusion, most likely not, as he was quite clear-headed now.

It felt like the stars in the sky had become more purple?

No, it was as if someone had spilled a bottle of extremely rich purple paint across the Star Sky!

A sea of purple light.

Meanwhile, in the Yanor Kingdom, Royal City Palace.

"Father, why are your fireworks getting bigger!?"

Princess Selene hurriedly arrived at the square where Ainz III launched the large fireworks, complaining slightly.

"The surrounding countries have already sent protest letters, if this continues, it might lead to conflict!"

She even felt like sighing because of her father’s waywardness, giving her a terrible headache.

Originally, she thought Ainz III just enjoyed launching big fireworks to mock the Evil God for a while, but she didn’t expect him to treat it as a weekly task, feeling itchy if he didn’t launch fireworks for a day!

This even led to Yanor Kingdom’s firework technology surpassing that of the craftsman nation most skilled in making fireworks, achieving unexpected success.

However, this small technological advancement seemed insignificant under the great protests of neighboring countries...

Moreover, under Ainz III’s deliberate training, she was the one handling these diplomatic affairs!

"Father, are you listening?"

The guards made way for Selene, and she murmured as she walked to Ainz III’s side.

"I’ve been listening, daughter, always have."

The two always addressed each other simply as father and daughter, which might lack some royal formalities but made their relationship seem even closer.

Selene’s complaints stopped when she saw Ainz III’s expression.

Because she saw that Ainz III’s expression was quite serious...with a hint of melancholy.

Selene recalled something and softly said:

"Still no response this time?"

Ainz III shook his head, saying: "No response, the Evil God seems to be completely asleep."

He forgot when it started, but the Hidden Dull Star suddenly stopped responding to his provocative actions, completely ignoring them.

His Beastification Symptoms stopped appearing entirely too.

What’s going on? Had the Evil God finally come around, or did some other change occur?

Judging from his past understanding of the Hidden Dull Star, although there was the word "God" in its name, its personality was more humanlike and petty than his—vindictive to the extreme.

How could such a being possibly not react to his provocative actions?

The Evil God, even if retaliating as fiercely as a storm, wouldn’t surprise him, yet bizarrely, there was no reaction at all.

"I’m very concerned..."

Gazing at the sky where the fireworks were gradually fading, Ainz III muttered to himself.

"I don’t know if other countries have taken to heart my warnings about the Evil God."

The infiltration ability of the Hidden Dull Star was just too strong; strong enough that even though there’s a way to cut off mental pollution now, there’s still no effective preventive measure.

If anyone were infiltrated and not discovered in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Everyone also looked up at the sky.

In everyone’s eyes.

The sky was silent, the brilliant starlight still present, but no other colors.

No trace of purple light.