Age of Adepts

"Secondly, we are in desperate need of various gem resources here..."

"The Goblin Plane, as you know, produces very few of the various magical gems that accompany metal mines. Even if some can be collected, the quality is often very low. So..."

Grim chimed in at the old goblin Gunga's complaints.

He knew all of this, and both Gargamel and Meryl had reported it to him.

However, considering that the goblin plane had not been the focus of the Crimson Family's attention in the past, the goblin camp, with Mechanical City at its core, had undoubtedly received the least share of the witch's resources.

Now, with the abundance of Quillas Alloy, the goblin camp was indisputably going to be elevated to a point where it was also on par with the witch camp and vampire camp. It was only right that some resources be tilted appropriately!

The thought was made, and Grim made a promise without hesitation.

"From now on, Mechanic City will begin counting the number of goblins that have the status of senior technicians or engineers, and their basic treatment will be equal to that of a sorcerer's apprentice. Those individually selected to be in the Magic Energy Working Group will be treated on par with full sorcerers. You, go down there and refine the plans for the creation of several major magic weapons, submit a list of resources to me, and I will inform Gargamel to prioritize securing the resource needs here..."

"This... this..." the old goblin Gunga said, unable to help but choke up a sob.

In the past, within the Crimson Family, the goblins had always been in a vassal position, with the exception of one Duke Tigure and that Sage Cappy who could speak for them, they had no say in most family matters.

Now, the Crimson Lord himself promised to grant the high-ranking goblins a status comparable to that of sorcerers and apprentices, and this... how could it not make the old goblin weep with joy.

"Well, don't get excited yet..." interrupted Grim interrupting the old goblin Gunga's weeping, frowning, "You said there were three questions, what's the other one?"

The old goblin Gunga quickly wiped away his tears, threw the green hairs on top of his head behind him, and said with a flourish, "I also had the audacity to want to ask my lord for a little bit of Quillus Alloy. This special magic metal is the key material for us to build space furnaces or magical melting furnaces. I would like to... organize a group of goblins to study Quillas Alloy in depth and see if we can find a similar substitute! In this way, my lord, your development will no longer be limited by the amount of Quillus Alloy..."

Grim stared in awe at the old goblins and the group of green-skinned goblins clustered around them.

They weren't quite as big as their own waists, but their 'cocky' tone was impressive to Grim.

There was something about the special effects of the Quillus alloy that Grim had already been able to dialyze through the chip. It was definitely difficult to refine a similar magical alloy in the lab through a directional modulation method.

However, the advice the old goblin had given was indeed visionary!

Therefore, Grim spoke up with a slight thought, "Quillas Alloy is a magic metal, and your goblin lab in Mechanical City doesn't have the proper equipment to dialyze and decompose it. Since you guys are so inclined, let's put this lab in the White Tower! You pick a group of experienced and seasoned engineers to be stationed in the White Tower, and I can allocate a special alchemy lab there for you."

The crowd of goblins immediately roared with applause.

Only the Wind Witch Desera, who was following behind Grim, smiled faintly, clearly understanding Grim's intentions.

For a long time to come, the Quillus Alloy would become one of the Crimson Family's most important wizard resources. A lot of the family's focus work also needed to deal with Quillas Alloy.

Under these circumstances, it was impossible for Grim, as the Crimson Family's patriarch, to place such an important resource as Cueras Alloy in the hands of a group of goblins whose credibility and loyalty were not guaranteed. The reason why Grim set up this research lab in the Northern White Tower of the Sorcerer's World was to keep this group of high-ranking goblins under the family's radar.

That way, even if they produced some results from their research, they would quickly fall into the hands of the Crimson Family. Saving them from having heavy weapons in their hands, they would instead use it to blackmail the family hierarchy.

Therefore, Grim spoke as if he was completely thinking of the goblins, but in essence, he had already driven a wedge into the goblins' future development.

Of course, this wasn't much of a conspiracy, but rather a righteous 'conspiracy'!

With their simple and straightforward brains, these goblins naturally couldn't imagine the profound meaning behind an order, but instead, they were overwhelmed with excitement for a bright future that Grim promised.

After resolving some of the goblins' practical difficulties, Grim was about to leave the Goblin Plane when he received a request for an audience from the Goblin Princess Winnisha.

This caused him to pause in his tracks.

Grim was receiving Winnisha in a hall on the upper floor of the Sorcerer's High Tower.

After not seeing her for some time, this Princess Winnisha's appearance had changed dramatically again and some strange spiritual fluctuations had somehow appeared on her body.

Look at this trend, look at this development....

Grim was slightly startled, was this intended to be a mechanical wizard route?

As it was, some of those books that Grim had sent back last time had caught Princess Winnisha's interest. In her current 'state', it seemed that going the mechanical wizard route was the only option.

A human soul briefly entrusted to an alchemical puppet might be fine, but it would take a long time for the problem to set in.

Without the nourishment of flesh and blood and life breath, Princess Winnisha's soul would only become more and more dispirited and less and less active. If she didn't want to transmute into an undead-like creature, it was only a matter of time before her soul would fail!

If she was able to successfully advance with the Mechanical Sorcerer route, then at least she would be able to keep her soul nourished by Sorcerer Energy and get rid of this current awkward state of 'human not human, puppet not puppet'.

And wanting to take the Mechanical Sorcerer route was obviously not suitable in the weak demon environment of the Goblin Plane, so Winnisha was trying to make a request to Grim to be able to allow her to go to the White Tower to further her studies.

Grim considered the request and consulted Desera covertly, before agreeing to Winnisha's request.

Now in the White Tower, one or two goblins had successively crossed the wizard threshold and become official wizards registered and recognized by the Crimson Family. As long as they were prevented from aggregating into a small force, there was no other harm.

With Meryl presiding over the White Tower, just a few goblin witches could still be suppressed, so Grim didn't worry about this.

After seeing Princess Winnisha leave in high spirits, Grim had a brief exchange of information with the resident Goblin Sorcerer, Desera, to make sure that the Goblin Order was still stable and there were no major hidden dangers.

Only after doing so did Grim intend to get up and head to the Witch World's Tower of Fate.

There, the war between the Witches of Fate and the Witches of Winter had just come to an end, and Alice had already urged him several times to make his way to attend the festive banquet of the Witches of Fate.

However, just as he arrived at the upper level of the Witch Tower and prepared to use the teleportation formation here to return to the Witch World, there was a burst of white light within the teleportation formation, and a moment later, a heavy and bloated body appeared before him.

It was Gru, the brain monster Ghazluvi's split-brain Gru!

Grim couldn't help but stare in dismay at the writhing octopus-like brain in the middle of the other's massive 5-meter tall metal body.

"What are you doing in the Goblin Plane?"

It wasn't surprising that Grim was strange, after all, the Split-Brain Gru was the only part of the Brain Monster that could almost completely represent the Brain Monster. At a time when the Lance Plane was trying very hard to expand its space, it should have been the split-brain Grue's busiest time. How did it get a chance to run to the Goblin Plane?

As soon as the split-brain Gru saw Grim, the octopus-like brain squeezed out a humanoid smile.

"My lord, I have come to the Goblin Plane to invite you this time..."

"Please me?" Grim was even more startled.

"Yes! I heard you've been busy in the Goblin Plane for half a day, but my true form has a lot to say to you! That's why this is why I've been specially sent to welcome your great honor!"

Looking at the obsequious smile of the octopus head, Grim had a sneaking understanding of what was going on.

It seemed that it was Quillus Alloy that was causing trouble again....

This brain monster's nose and ears are pretty good, too!

The Quillus Alloy that you just got your hands on, which even Gargamel didn't tell about, only revealed a little bit of information in the Goblin Plane, and it had already heard about it in the Lance Plane.

That's some pretty good intelligence work!

Grim smiled slightly and said calmly, "Let's go then, I was just about to see how the Lance bit was going."

With that said, Split-Brain Gru didn't stop at the Goblin Plane, and directly took Grim with him and teleported inside the Eternal Capital of the Lance Plane once again.

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Lance Plane, Eternal Capital.

Once again out of the teleportation array, Grim, led by Brain Grew, passed through an air corridor and steel towers, and walked up a spiral staircase that circled around for over an hour before arriving at the core hall of the steel tower where the brain monster was hiding.

It's only been a few days since I've seen you, and there are a few more 2nd level Magic Armament Warriors around the core hall.

However, compared to Tigure, who was officially a 2nd rank, the Demonic Armament Warriors created by the Brain Monster were clearly only capable of 2nd rank strength within the area it controlled. Once they left the Steel Tower, without the support of the Brain Monster's constant magical energy, they would probably fall below rank 2.

There's no way, the Brain Monster can't afford to use that much Quillus Alloy to build their magical energy cores one by one!

Therefore, they could only hide inside the Steel Giant Tower to act as personal guards for the Brain Monster and Grimm, suppressing those Lance Plane natives living in the Eternal Capital.

As soon as Grimm stepped into the Core Hall, the Brain Monster Ghazluvi's vast and magnificent spiritual will was also imposed on him.

However, compared to the last rattling, this time the Brain Monster was cautious and acted like a good boy!