Chapter 71 (1/2)

Chapter 71: Link’s Matchstick (Part 2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Three days had passed and the Royal Knight Anderson still had no success in the search for the Syndicate’s hideout. This was much within Link’s expectation. When he was playing the game, the Syndicate’s hideout was well known for its secrecy. The hideout of the Dark Brotherhood was well-hidden, however the Syndicate’s hideout was on a completely different level.

The Syndicate built their hideout to complement the geography of the land. They also used various spells and Divine Powers to conceal it. Even if a thorough search of Girvent Forest was done, luck still had to be on their side for the search to be successful. Link thus decided that he would take this time to focus on crafting his magic wand.

The strength of a Magician was largely dependent on the quality of his magic wand, which made the staff the most crucial part of a Magician’s equipment. A powerful wand was extremely complicated to craft. The basic wand he crafted previously only managed to increase his magic power by a measly 5%.

He would probably be dismissed as grossly overestimating his own abilities if he told another Magician of his foolish attempts at crafting a wand after only six days of practice.

However, Link was never one to follow the rules. He always valued action over words and would set out to accomplish what he envisioned despite the odds.

He first needed to fully understand and absorb the knowledge in the three enchanting magic books Herrera had kindly given him.

“Lucy, I plan to do meditative training these next few days, just place any food outside my door and please do not interrupt my progress,” Link gave Lucy a heads up.

“What if General Anderson is looking for you?” Lucy had already gotten used to Link’s quirky habits of locking himself in his room and thought nothing of it.

“Anderson … inform me if that happens.” Link was left with no choice. He had promised to help out with the search previously and could not go back on his word, much less by locking himself in his room.

“I got it,” Lucy nodded.

Link then started his research into the field of enchanting magic.

When he was awake, his eyes would be fixed on the books. He only slept three hours a day, and even when he slept he dreamt of enchanting magic. From a third person’s perspective, he seemed to have gone slightly insane.

Link’s brain was like a supercomputer. In a matter of three days, he was done with all three magic books.

“Enchanting magic is so interesting,” Link exclaimed.

He started penning a letter to Herrera. He had so many newfound questions about the wondrous world of enchanting magic. After sending the letter, he started his experiments on enchanting magic without any delay.

Naturally, enchanting was a branch of magic. Through the work of many generations of Enchanters over the past 500 years, a complicated system of spells was finally developed—many of which were unique and powerful.

Link had to familiarize himself with some of the enchanting techniques before he started crafting his staff.

We are slightly lacking in resources, but that doesn’t matter! Mithril is the only resource we need! Link delved into fanaticism yet again.

For the next few days, one could constantly hear sounds of explosion, laughter and even the howling of wind from Link’s room. Initially, everyone was slightly afraid of what was happening, but they soon got accustomed to it.

Whenever an explosion sound was heard, they would look at each other and achieved a mutual understanding. “I guess … Link’s experiment ended in a failure yet again.”

Three days passed. Herrera had sent her letter back to the academy. After reading through her answers, Link wrote down new questions from the experiments he conducted the past few days and passed the letter to the messenger.

He never stopped working. And under such fanaticism, his enchanting magic level rose rapidly.