The Wizard Has A Biochip

Viscount Probel is quite intelligent!

Since the incident in the Distant Wind Forest, he had pretended to be seriously injured and allowed the news to spread.

After his enemies confirmed the information and began secretly gathering to attack him, he took advantage of the opportunity and captured them all at once.

He cut off all their heads, and blood even flowed through the streets.

Since then, the entire City of Distant Wind had become extremely peaceful...

As soon as I raised my eyes, I spotted Viscount Probel personally waiting before the gates.

He seemed to have been waiting for some time.

As soon as he saw me, his face immediately lit up.

— George! My dear friend, George!

He quickly walked toward me.

I raised an eyebrow.

— Lord of the city.

I slightly inclined my head in greeting.

Probel immediately grasped my hands enthusiastically.

— You finally came!

It was impossible not to notice the cordiality in his behavior.

But I knew that it wasn’t merely courtesy.

Probel had witnessed my strength personally.

He knew exactly what I was capable of.

More importantly...

He knew that his own life had been saved by me.

If I hadn’t been in that cave, he would have died alongside the others.

— Come, come! Let’s talk while we walk.

Probel led me through the castle garden.

However, it didn’t take long for me to realize that he was avoiding talking about the real matter.

Until we finally arrived at a private study.

Probel opened the door.

I entered.

As soon as the door was closed behind us, the viscount’s cordial expression disappeared.

His face became worried.

He took a deep breath.

— My brother George...

I sat down on one of the sofas.

— Tell me.

Probel rubbed his hands.

— Last time, you asked me for a considerable number of convicts.

—I tried to fulfill your request.

—I sent all the criminals who were imprisoned in my prisons and who had been sentenced to death.

—In addition, I also sent some swindlers, thieves, and other criminals whose crimes weren’t enough to justify an execution.

— But we are still very far from the amount you requested.

I began to think.

The City of Distant Wind could be considered a medium-sized city.

Its population did not exceed forty thousand people.

For Probel, obtaining some convicts was still possible.

But there was a problem.

I continued increasing my requests.

A relatively small city simply did not produce enough criminals to satisfy my needs for very long.

Probel sat down in front of me.

— As you know, George, I’m only the lord of this city.

— My noble title is merely that of a viscount.

— For some individual sentences, I can still make decisions on my own.

—But when the number of people disappearing starts becoming too large, the situation changes.

He shook his head.

— There are laws governing this territory. I can’t simply ignore them, after all, I’m still subordinate to the Kingdom.

I agreed internally.

Probel couldn’t simply hand over hundreds of people to me without raising suspicions.

Especially because my request wasn’t exactly normal.

— Unless there is a war going on.

— If fifty or a hundred people disappeared at once during a period of war, no one would be able to investigate each disappearance individually. But in times of peace...

— That would certainly provoke the anger of the population.

— As for that...

Probel hesitated.

— I can’t do anything directly.

I raised my eyes.

— Why?

He lowered his voice.

— I heard that some new acolytes are coming to stay in the city.

I frowned.

— New acolytes?

— Yes.

Probel swallowed hard.

— And, to make matters worse, I saw them personally.

— I felt a chill run down my spine.

— They are different from the acolytes who normally pass through the city when they want to retire or simply rest.

My expression became serious.

Acolytes capable of frightening a knight like Probel?

That was interesting.

But I didn’t need to worry about that now.

In the next few days, I would already be leaving the city.

Besides...

I had obtained exactly what I needed in that place.

There was no reason to stay.

I talked with Probel for several more hours.

When we finally finished, I stood up.

— Thank you for your help, Probel.

He also stood up.

— You don’t need to thank me, my brother.

I shook his hand.

— Then, until next time.

— Take care, George.

I left the castle.

The carriage was already waiting.

I entered it again and, shortly afterward, we began returning to my mansion.

When I arrived, I found Jane waiting at the entrance.

As soon as she saw me, she bowed.

— Welcome back, Young Master.

I stopped in front of her.

— Jane.

— Yes?

— Give my orders.

She immediately became attentive.

— I wish to gather all my subordinates for dinner tonight.

Jane blinked.

It was only for an instant.

But I clearly noticed her surprise.

— A dinner?

— Yes.

— Yes, Young Master!

She bowed deeply.

I normally didn’t concern myself with the daily affairs of the mansion.

All of that was left in the hands of Jane, Tinod, and the others.

I preferred to spend my days in the laboratory.

To be honest, sometimes I didn’t even notice how many days had passed.

Therefore, a sudden order to organize a dinner had naturally surprised Jane.

But she was efficient.

She didn’t ask unnecessary questions.

She simply bowed.

— As you wish, Young Master.

Then she quickly walked away to make the preparations.

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When I entered the hall that night, the entire environment was completely prepared.

In the center was a long reddish wooden table.

The servants moved enormous chairs with high backs.

Rrrang...

The legs of the chairs dragged across the stone floor.

A large white tablecloth had been placed over the table.

Plates.

Forks.

Spoons.

Knives.

Glasses.

Everything was carefully arranged.

When dinner time arrived, the table was completely covered with food.

There were countless delicacies.

But the center of the table caught my attention.

A huge roasted ram.

Around the meat were red and purple fruits, creating a rather pleasant combination of colors.

I sat in the most prestigious position.

My eyes slowly swept across everyone present.

To my left was Tinod.

To my right, Kant.

Both were knights and had followed me from the beginning.

Naturally, their positions were the highest among my subordinates.

After them were the old steward Dormato and Larsy, leader of the Danom Falcons mercenary group.

As for Jane...

She remained behind me.

In silence.

Like an obedient maid.

But no one in that room was foolish enough to believe that Jane was merely a servant.

Everyone knew that she was exceptionally favored by me.

She could meet with me regularly.

She received orders directly from me.

And, more importantly...

She even possessed the key to the golden vault.

I knew that this had caused some grumbling from old Dormato.

But I didn’t care.

Larsy had also completely changed his position after I purchased those lands.

He had brought his family there and, over time, became a genuinely loyal subordinate.

His mercenary group had also come.

Half of the mercenaries remained under my orders because of the extremely generous conditions I offered.

There were many other people sitting at that table.

I recognized most of them only by face.

But, thanks to the biochip, I knew their names.

I didn’t need to waste my memory on such insignificant things.

After all...

My concentration was already occupied enough with magic.

The path to becoming a Mage required an absurd amount of knowledge.

I couldn’t waste mental energy on mundane matters.

Perhaps that was why my manners were somewhat different from those of an ordinary person.

But that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

That was precisely the image ordinary humans had of Mages.

Mysterious and Powerful beings.

Many lived in dark forests, isolated mountains, or hidden swamps.

They only left their homes when they needed to buy ingredients, materials, or other items.

I wasn’t much different.

In fact...

Perhaps it was precisely this behavior that made the rumors about me even more convincing.

I raised my eyes.

Everyone noticed.

The people around the table immediately stood up.

— Young Master!

Everyone bowed.

I observed them for a few seconds.

Then I picked up a small silver bell.

Ding!

I gently shook it.

The crystalline sound spread throughout the hall.

Everyone fell silent.

— I called you here today because I have something to announce.

My eyes slowly swept across each person.

My mana had already reached eight points.

This level of power had produced a noticeable change in me.

My gaze seemed deeper.

There were moments when even I noticed it.

As if my eyes had been transformed into extremely high-grade jewels.

When someone held my gaze for too long, they felt a sharp pain in their eyes.

Tears appeared involuntarily.

— Please give us your orders, Young Master.

I breathed slowly.

Then I spoke:

— I will be leaving the city for some time.

— I don’t know when I will return.

— During my absence, the affairs of the medicinal shop and the daily affairs of the mansion will be decided by Jane, Kant, and Tinod.

— What?

The surprise was immediate.

People began whispering among themselves.

Curious glances were directed toward the three.

Tinod remained calm.

Kant did as well.

Jane, on the other hand, seemed a little uncomfortable.

She discreetly tightened her grip on her dress.

I picked up the bell again.

Ding!

The sound crossed the hall.

— Silence.

Everyone stopped talking.

I looked directly at them.

— From today onward, the words of these three will be equivalent to mine.

— Any decision made by Jane, Kant, or Tinod must be obeyed and carried out.

No one responded immediately.

My presence weighed upon the atmosphere.

Then Tinod knelt down.

— We will obey, Young Master.

Kant did the same.

— Yes.

One after another, the others began to bow.

— We will obey!

I silently observed them all.

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