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Early on the twenty-first day, Rona was the first to notice something different about Newton. He no longer appeared as just a figure with one arm and one leg; mechanical prosthetics had been installed, and a new aura emanated from him.
"What's wrong? Don't recognize me?"
Seeing Rona's dazed expression, Newton couldn't help but chuckle lightly, teasing her.
"No, it's just a bit surprising."
Rona's response was quite straightforward, but her moment of shock was fleeting. She quickly returned to her usual icy demeanor.
"Is your business finished?"
"Yes, you can call me Newton from now on."
With the return to his normal identity, Newton felt much more relaxed. He stretched lazily, a content smile on his face.
"Does that mean I can continue practicing magic?"
This was the most crucial point for Rona. Her primary concern was safety, followed closely by whether she could enhance her own abilities.
"Yes, but you need to find an Alchemy Array that suits you."
Newton placed bread and milk on the table.
"The most important thing for an Alchemist is the Alchemy Array. Only by mastering the Alchemy Array can you begin Alchemy."
Despite rarely using the Alchemy Array himself, it was a skill acquired after encountering the Gate of Truth. For some large-scale Alchemy techniques, Newton still needed to utilize the Alchemy Array.
"I understand."
Rona obediently began eating her breakfast in silence.
As they were eating, Val—or rather, the ginger disguised as Val—approached. Last night, Newton had felt fortunate because Val intended to investigate matters related to intelligence and thus did not destroy Ginger's processor. Afterward, he simply knocked Val down and decided not to reinstall it; instead, he replaced the processor with Ginger's.
"Sir."
Jiang held a document in hand.
"It seems that inspired by my actions at that time, Val has now installed surveillance cameras in everything they produce. We have located Mr. Makarov."
With a flick of his wrist, he drew a screen in front of them, displaying an image of Makarov, who appeared to have just woken up. He didn't seem to be mistreated; on the contrary, he looked well-rested.
"If we want to take the old man away, what are our chances?"
"It's difficult. First, there's the Holy Twelve Shields within the palace. Val is quite powerful, but among the Twelve Shields, you must have heard of the dual walls; that's a completely different level of strength. One of them, Oghast, possesses over a thousand types of magic. It is said that any magic that appears in this world, he can wield. Although this hasn't been confirmed yet, no one has managed to defeat him in battle. He has been by the Emperor's side since childhood and is completely loyal to him. There's also a female Mage named Erin whose magic involves enhancements. While she may seem like support personnel, after various enhancements, her abilities could easily overpower the remaining members of the Twelve Shields. Furthermore, she has two swords that have been given personalities and have become her subordinates."
"You can even grant personalities?"
Newton was taken aback; this level of power was extraordinary. Clearly, the strength of the Twelve Shields was far more terrifying than what was written in books.
"There are a few others who are troublesome as well. Timaria Yesta and Sister Uruutia have very similar magic, but Timaria's is even more fearsome. She can not only Influence the time of certain objects around her but can also Influence the time across a large area; even life itself can be affected by her Influence. Then there's Jackb Reishuo, who uses spatial Assassination Magic. He can freely traverse between different spaces and nullify Spatial Magic. The rest may not directly affect our rescue operation, but their formidable strength makes it difficult for us to avoid them during the rescue."
The information Jiang provided was indeed grim; nearly every point was deadly enough on its own. From this perspective, Newton saw no chance of rescuing Makarov.
"But there is some good news: the Emperor of this country is not here."
Jiang hesitated when mentioning the Emperor and looked at Newton with some conflict.
"Although I'm unsure whether I should tell you this, I think you might need to see what this Emperor looks like."
With that, Jiang pulled up a photo showing a face that was all too familiar to Newton.
"Jelf!?"
Newton suddenly laughed.
"Indeed, only this guy possesses such strength to establish such a vast empire. Only he might have any interest in immortality, but does he really want Meteoric Radiance?"
The greatest use of Meteoric Radiance is essentially near-infinite magical power. For someone who is immortal, does he really need this magic?
"If we consider the information I have stored here, perhaps so."
Newton looked at Jiang, signaling him to continue.
"You know about Acnologia, right? On this continent, the records regarding Acnologia are much more detailed than those back home. Do you remember that the Great Magic Games was once referred to as the Dragon King Festival? It was recorded that it was a war of humans against dragons and dragons against humans. This was indeed the case. After the development of Dragon Slayer Magic, Acnologia slaughtered too many dragons and transformed into one himself. However, it’s uncertain whether he has gone mad from the long-standing killings. According to Jelf's law, this person will only lead to destruction. If he remains, it will ultimately result in the annihilation of the entire world. But Jelf himself lacks the power to eliminate him. If he were to obtain near-infinite magical power from the President, then that possibility becomes very likely."
"Destroying the world?"
Newton did not agree with this notion. The era when the black dragon Acnologia reigned was long past; how much time had passed since then? If he truly wanted to destroy the world, it would have been obliterated countless times already. However, delving into the deeper reasons behind this was not the priority now. Newton needed to consider how to ensure Makarov's safe departure. He himself was inconsequential; no one was paying attention to him at all. But Makarov was right inside the palace, and rescuing him would inevitably mean facing several members of the Holy Twelve Shields. Newton could not guarantee that he could defeat them.
"Spatial Magic..."
Newton tilted his head and looked at Jiang.
"Let's proceed with that."
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