Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!-Chapter 1521 - 1519: Let’s Wreak Havoc on Another World (Curled Up, Eating Paws, and Rolling Around)
"............"
Upon hearing Fang Zheng speak, the old man furrowed his brow and stared coldly at Fang Zheng. For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire room became somewhat tense. However, just then, another voice suddenly emerged.
"Oh my, encountering such troublesome matters as soon as I arrive here, it really scares me a bit. But folks, isn’t it a little too early for any fighting and killing now?"
With this rather laid-back sounding voice, a Big Beard, dressed quite casually, strode in with a smile, speaking cheerfully. Hearing his words, the old man glanced at him, then silently moved aside, no longer speaking, while Fang Zheng yawned and continued focusing on the game in front of him.
"Hahaha......
Witnessing this somewhat awkward scene, the Bearded Man scratched his head, revealing a bitter smile. Just then, accompanied by a deep sigh, Lord El-Melloi II and his disciple also appeared.
"Whew......this is exhausting......
"Are you alright, Master?"
While massaging his thighs, Lord El-Melloi II sat down on the chair beside him, while Gray watched him with some anxiety.
"So weak."
Seeing this, Fang Zheng sneered.
"Even Magicians should train their bodies a bit. Just look at Hana, she’s only a high school girl, and she didn’t complain about being out of breath like you when coming all this way. You can’t even compare to an ordinary female high school student? You still have the face to be called a LORD? Go back and practice your marathon."
"Ugh......"
Listening to Fang Zheng’s ridicule, Lord El-Melloi II also smiled awkwardly, unable to respond. Indeed, he was nearly thirty years old, yet his physical strength couldn’t even match a delicate high school girl... this was indeed a bit absurd.
But fortunately, just at this moment, the arrival of a guest finally rescued Lord El-Melloi II.
"Long time no see, LORD El-Melloi."
With this voice, a handsome man of about 25 or 26 years old, wearing a white suit and having blonde hair and blue eyes, walked in. Upon seeing him, Lord El-Melloi II showed a somewhat surprised expression, then helplessly shook his head.
"Please add the ’II’ to the name; carrying just that name alone is too heavy for me."
"You are too humble."
Responding to Lord El-Melloi II’s answer, the young man smiled slightly.
"I’ve heard about your activities in the Clock Tower."
At this point, the young man turned his head, and everyone noticed that outside the door behind him, a little girl dressed in a white dress, looking about seven or eight years old, was timidly peeking in, resembling a newly hatched bird glancing around.
"Brother......
Seeing that girl, the blonde and blue-eyed young man gave a gentle smile.
"No worries, Rosalind. Lord El-Melloi II is a trustworthy gentleman."
"Okay, alright."
Maybe after hearing those words, the girl relaxed a bit, and she trotted over, giving a slight bow.
"I am Haine’s sister, Rosalind Istali. Please take care of me."
"Ah, hello......
Speaking while nodding, Lord El-Melloi II took out a cigar from his coat. But at that moment, Fang Zheng glanced at him.
"Smoking in front of children, you have quite the face, don’t you know secondhand smoke is bad for children’s health?"
"I apologize."
Hearing Fang Zheng speak, Lord El-Melloi II also showed an embarrassed expression, then put the cigar away.
"Who is this gentleman......?"
This time, Haine’s curious gaze turned toward Fang Zheng because it was quite rare for someone to speak to the Lord of the Clock Tower like that and have him obediently comply.
"The representative of the World Tree of a Thousand Realms, Kurotou Hana, this is Red Ponytail."
At this moment, Kurotou Hana stepped up and introduced herself confidently. Upon hearing the name of the World Tree of a Thousand Realms, Haine showed a slightly surprised expression, but said nothing, simply nodding with a smile to both of them.
"Hello, I am Haine Ilista, nice to meet you and please take care of me." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Facing Haine’s greeting, Kurotou Hana respectfully bowed in return, while Fang Zheng casually waved his hand. Then, the siblings found a place to sit, and Rosalind seemed quite interested in the PSP Fang Zheng was playing with, standing by her brother’s side and occasionally turning her head sneakily to peek at the game console Fang Zheng was holding.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the reception room returned to calm, but it wasn’t long before another loud voice echoed.
"Ohhh, never thought there’d be so many beauties here!"
Quickly, a young man dressed like a Japanese monk, with an eyepatch over his left eye, laughed boisterously as he walked in, heading toward Gray, Rosalind, Kurotou Hana, and Fang Zheng’s direction.
"I am the practicing monk, Jiroubou Seigen, pleased to meet ya."
The monk grinned broadly, filled with energetic humor as he greeted everyone. However, his eyes were fixed unwaveringly on the four girls.
"How about it? Would you like to join me for a cup of tea, lovely ladies? The butler said they’ve got some top-notch leaves prepared."
Facing the monk’s invitation, Rosalind timidly hid behind her brother, while Gray also seemed a bit embarrassed, hiding in the shadow of Lord El-Melloi II, but Hana’s smile remained unchanged.
"Thank you, but I’m not interested in you."
"Oh come on, don’t be that way......let’s make some friends."
"If you keep talking nonsense."
Fang Zheng said casually, pressing the PSP.
"I’ll turn you from a monk into a eunuch."
At this moment, Lord El-Melloi II also frowned.
"Being practicing monks, though not exactly the same, they’re still servants of God, aren’t they? Moreover, I recall Japan’s Shugen-Do considered women as a kind of taboo."
"Apologies, my sister seems scared."
At this moment, Haine also stood up, evidently unwilling to allow such a frivolous monk near the women around them.
Honestly, daring to flirt with women with guardians present, this monk is really asking for trouble, not afraid of everyone here teaming up to beat him up?
Up to now, the invited guests to Severance City had all arrived.
They were......
The representative of the World Tree of a Thousand Realms—Kurotou Hana and Red Ponytail.
The Lord of the House of El-Melloi—LORD El-Melloi II and his disciple Gray.
The siblings from the Istali Family, a noble house known for Alchemy—Haine Istali and Rosalind Istali.
The magician mercenary, wrapped like a Middle Eastern dumpling with a big beard --- the astrological mage, Fliuga.
The frivolous Japanese monk --- the current Jiroubou Seigen.
Previously faced off directly against Red Ponytail and Kurotou Hana once, the old man sitting in a wheelchair --- the elder of Butterfly Magic, Orlok Sizamong.
"Looks like everyone is here."
At this moment, suddenly, a sweet voice rang out, and everyone raised their heads to look in the direction of the voice. They saw a woman with long black hair, wearing a Japanese kimono, and glasses, standing on the balcony on the second floor, smiling at the crowd.
"Sorry to have kept everyone waiting."
As she spoke, the black-haired woman raised her hand and pushed her glasses.
"I am Kayano Riri from the Clock Tower Law Department, designated as the executor of Grywinn Ashurban’s estate."
As soon as those words were said, a commotion broke out among the crowd.
"Little Hong, who is this woman?"
At this moment, Kurotou Hana also leaned towards Fang Zheng’s ear and asked in a low voice.
"No idea, but the Arcane Formation Department... is basically the military police of the magician world, right? Regardless, it doesn’t concern us."
While successfully clearing another level, Fang Zheng replied. As he said, the Clock Tower’s Law Department may have some influence over magicians, but it’s meaningless to the World Tree of a Thousand Realms.
Smiling at the crowd, Kayano Riri took out a letter from her bosom.
"Here, announcing the last will and testament of Grywinn Ashurban."
As she spoke, she glanced at everyone.
"The will consists of three points --- [Query the name of the Angel][Those unable to answer the query shall be stripped by the Angel][The one who holds my Angel shall be the heir to the estate]."
From now on, everything officially begins.
"Phew..." Fang Zheng threw himself onto the soft and comfortable bed, letting out a heavy yawn.
"Feels like a detective novel."
Beside him, Hana took off her outerwear, and sat on the sofa, expressing her feelings. According to that woman named Kayano, each invitation has an angel name. Those possessing an invitation need to stay in a room corresponding to their name. They then need to find the angel matching their name; whoever finds and identifies the correct name first will be the final heir to the estate.
Following that, Fang Zheng and Hana naturally found the room marked with the angel name from their invitation within the castle and moved in.
"Yes, an ancient castle, inheritance, and calculating heirs; the only thing left is a murder mystery."
Fang Zheng raised his hand, mimicking a shooting gesture.
"However, there is only one truth!"
"Haha, no way, Little Hong, it’s just a novel..."
"You never know."
Ignoring Hana’s rebuttal, Fang Zheng smiled with interest.
"By the way, you saw these magicians today... what do you think of them?"
"Hmm..."
Hearing Fang Zheng’s question, Hana pondered for a moment.
"Everyone has quite a personality, but none seem like bad people. I expected to encounter villains similar to movie antagonists or the Demon King’s subordinates."
"Magicians wouldn’t ever write ’bad’ on their faces; their ethical and moral values differ from others. The divide between the World Tree and the Mage’s Association is rooted in something far deeper."
Fang Zheng set down his PSP and continued.
"So, Little Hong, are we really not going to seek the inheritance?"
"Hmm? Are you interested?"
"Of course."
Hana nodded with an excited smile.
"Because it’s like treasure hunting; pretty fascinating, isn’t it?"
"Then do you have any leads on this?"
"Ah..."
Upon hearing this, Hana froze for a moment, then lowered her head in frustration.
"No... Teacher Fiore never taught me magic knowledge in this area."
"Naturally, each magician family has its own core magecraft structure and theories. Unless one belongs to the family, understanding the core theories is difficult. The inheritance itself is quite peculiar, don’t you think? Who among us studies angels? Perhaps that person called Wen only lured greedy people here to kill them."
"Eh? Why would he do that?"
"In horror movies, isn’t it common? An ancient evil requires human blood and souls to revive, let alone this old guy’s a magician. Magicians aren’t much different from movie wizards. Given his research on angels, he might want to become an angel himself and send us to Western Paradise... we’ll see."
"Hmm? What’s wrong, Little Hong?"
"Hmm... I just suddenly thought of something interesting."
Staring at the PSP in front of her, Fang Zheng couldn’t help but deliberate. It was something she suddenly thought of while chatting with Hana earlier.
As Fang Zheng said, secrecy is a key element for magicians. Once it’s no longer secretive, the magic effects decrease drastically or even vanish. Hence, each family keeps its core knowledge hidden, leading magicians to kill witnesses during magic releases.
But Fang Zheng suddenly thought of something.
What if... all these secrets were exposed?
For example, he could create games, like Tomb Raider-type adventure games, or add core magic theory knowledge into online games, so it spreads like game intel worldwide. Then what? Would revealing the operations and core knowledge of these magics to all players weaken them, or even negate their effects?
In that case, wouldn’t the Mage’s Association be done for?
And wouldn’t that mean using games to change the world?
If successful, it could increase the God of Games’ task completion rate and weaken the Mage’s Association — isn’t that a double win?
Although Fang Zheng isn’t very familiar with this world’s magician family situation, does that matter?
After all, she has someone with a direct link to Origin right beside her, feasible indeed.
