The Wizard: Starting by Scamming the Demon God

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However, Isaac and the others do not need to travel with the army. They can go to Roton Fortress first, or they can go to the rebels on their own and move around freely.

Isaac and his companions chose to head to Fort Roton.

Unfortunately, there were still some issues to resolve regarding the sacrificial ritual. Isaac needed to find a quiet place to study it for a few days, while Angel and Philo stayed by his side to protect him and prevent him from being disturbed.

Although Isaac thought it was unnecessary.

Isaac glanced at the resolute Angel and Philo, narrowed his eyes slightly, said nothing, summoned the pumpkin carriage, and led the three women ahead to the Roton Tournament.

As for his second brother, Remington, he followed Smith, assisting him in managing the army while also keeping an eye on the superhumans on the rebel side.

Inside the pumpkin carriage, Lorna glanced at Philo and Angel, blinked, and whispered in Isaac's ear that she wanted to go outside; the atmosphere inside was too terrible!

She felt that Philo and Angel could start fighting at any moment!

Upon hearing this, Isaac, who was studying the magic book, looked up at the two of them, and the tense atmosphere between them vanished instantly. He then lifted the curtain of the pumpkin carriage and let Lorna peek outside.

"Huh? How come... Wow! We're flying! This pumpkin carriage can fly? Is that amazing?" Guided by Isaac, Lorna poked her head out with a puzzled look, then her face was filled with shock.

The pumpkin carriage was traveling through the night sky, with a silent wasteland below and rolling mountains in the distance. The two brown horses pulling the carriage had changed their skin, which was now crystal clear and shimmering under the starlight, scattering starlight wherever they went.

Angel and Philo exchanged a glance upon hearing this. One of them lifted the curtain, and the other opened the door. They were both startled.

Generally speaking, legendary wizards' legendary magic, aided by the power of faith, progresses faster, but isn't yours too fast?

Or rather, did the story of Cinderella spread so quickly?

Comparable to an arcanist's magical research abilities, the audacity and skill to ruthlessly seize the power of the Outer Gods, and even such outstanding creative talent...

Wow, this person...

That's cheating!

Is nobody going to do anything about this?

Compared to the simple-minded, shocked little witch Rona, Philo and Angel were more familiar with Isaac, so they understood better what his rapid progress represented!

This man, as long as he doesn't die, will definitely become a demigod!

Philo and Angel looked at Isaac with complicated expressions. This was the second time that they, who considered themselves geniuses, had felt frustrated by this man.

Angel, in particular, although she was wary of Isaac when they first parted, she didn't actually think she would be much worse than Isaac in the future. After all, her original work was one in a million, and she had only been restricted by Philo before, so she had no place to use her talents.

But now she's wondering, compared to Isaac, is the original text really that great?

"Wow~ It's so beautiful, can you teach me?" Compared to the two with complicated thoughts, Rona, who kept exclaiming as she looked out the window, was much more innocent.

After watching for a while, she pulled her head back and looked at Isaac expectantly.

“Hmm,” Isaac looked away from the spellbook, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head. “Transformation magic is a [Legendary] spell that I possess. It’s a power that only legendary wizards can have. You probably can’t learn mine.”

"Ah..." A look of disappointment appeared on Rona's face.

“However…” Isaac changed the subject, “Ain also knows transformation magic, and perhaps he can teach you.”

"Ain?" Rona was taken aback.

"Hmm, it's a fairy spirit. Transformation magic is probably exclusive to their kind, right?"

"should?"

"I'm not sure either, because I can do transformation magic myself, so I haven't studied it in detail. If you want to learn, you can learn it from it when you get back. Try it first."

“Okay.” Rona nodded, her high spirits gradually subsiding as she continued to lean out of the car window to admire the night view.

Isaac then refocused his attention on the spellbook in his hands. He already had some ideas on how to anchor the sacrifices; all that remained was to experiment.

The pumpkin carriage is still quite fast these days; a journey that normally takes a day was covered by Isaac and his companions in less than half an hour.

Of course, it's still somewhat inferior to space teleportation at the moment.

However, with the official distribution of the quotas, a huge barrier also covered the entire Kingdom of Etra. Short-distance teleportation could still be used, but long-distance spatial teleportation was banned.

Although this was very disadvantageous for Isaac, who only knew the latter, as the saying goes, every cloud has a silver lining. While the barrier blocked his spatial teleportation, it also provided some convenience for his sacrificial ritual.

Well, if the experiment succeeds.

Upon arriving at Fort Rodon, to Isaac's surprise, they were not required to show their tokens as they had at the military camp. The fortress guards did not conduct any identity verification at all and simply let them through.

Is it so...loose?

Isaac and the others exchanged glances, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes. This was wartime! This was the front line!

Chapter 160 The Witch and the Mad Wizard

The group walked silently into the fortress, realizing they had underestimated the extent of this country's absurdity...

A purely military fortress, yet people actually lived inside during wartime!

Although these ragged, emaciated, and vacant-eyed people were not living like human beings...

The portly garrison commander, beaming with delight, led the way. The arrival of Isaac and his men meant they could retreat; this war had nothing to do with them.

Although they were soldiers of the Kingdom of Itra, they were only there to make money and enjoy themselves, not to fight.

This amount of money is far from enough!

However, he was so overjoyed that he didn't notice the increasingly gloomy faces of the four people behind him.

To be honest, Isaac and his friends, including two witches and two mad witches, were not good people in the eyes of the world, but in reality, they had a pretty high moral standard.

At least what they were seeing filled them with rage!

"Lord Isaac..." The usually lively Rona became quite depressed in the face of these sights, her heart filled with anger. Although she knew she shouldn't cause Isaac any trouble, she couldn't help but tug at his sleeve.

She wants to kill someone.

"No rush." ​​Isaac patted Lorna on the shoulder. He knew what she was thinking, but there was no rush now.

Isaac glanced at Philo, whose face was gloomy, and said that it wasn't the right time yet.

The ragged, emaciated people by the roadside showed no reaction to Isaac and his companions' arrival. They remained seated, their eyes vacant, seemingly devoid of any hope for life...

"Pfft pfft~" Ain, who was originally roaming in the dream and absorbing the power of wishes, also emerged from the void, perched on Isaac's shoulder, and looked at the people around him with a sad expression.

Although fairies and elves look rather abstract, they are actually very kind creatures, as can be seen from their fondness for granting human wishes.

Even during the cooldown period of the wishing spell, they mostly roam the dream world, firstly to absorb the power of wishes, and secondly, in the hope of bringing people sweet dreams.

If your wishes can't be fulfilled in reality, can't you at least relax in your dreams?

This time, however, Ein could do nothing, because the people here, the people it wanted to help, had completely lost their will to live, their dreams had withered away, and their dream world consisted only of an endless expanse of…

grey……

"Puff~"

“Yes, I know.” Isaac patted Ein’s head, and wisps of magic emanated from his body, gradually seeping into the entire fortress.

Angel and Philo noticed Isaac's actions, but neither of them stopped him. Angel looked at Isaac and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, while Philo remained silent as always, showing little emotion.

Before long, the four of them arrived at the most ornately decorated castle in the fortress, led by the garrison commander.

It was clear that the garrison commanders were very skilled at handling matters. The castle only had some decorations common among nobles, without any messy preparations such as banquets, women, men, etc., and even the food was just some high-end ingredients.

He seems quite ordinary and lacks social skills.

But this is actually the correct approach.

Because at this time of year, the nobles who come to the Kingdom of Itra come from all over the world, and their hobbies and lifestyles are very different. Some extremely picky nobles may not have any objections to the things, but they may have objections to your identity!

After all, in the eyes of some nobles, giving them money required a certain status!

Therefore, this kind of treatment, which is based on the standards of the common aristocracy, is the most appropriate. If you don't understand it, don't mess around with it.

Unfortunately, what they didn't realize was that they had committed the biggest taboo...

Upon entering the castle's main hall, Philo waved her hand, signaling the guards to lead everyone out of the castle. Then, she gracefully moved to the silver chair in the main hall and sat down, her beautiful eyes looking at Isaac, who remained silent, gazing out the window.

"You want to kill them?" Philo said calmly. "No problem, my country doesn't need scum like that."

"Kill them?" Isaac turned around and looked at Philo with a puzzled expression. "Why? If we kill them, where will we find the materials to set up the basic ritual?"

"...You want to sacrifice them to the evil god?" Philo paused for a moment, looking at Isaac with some shock.

Sacrificing real humans and sacrificing soulless androids are two completely different concepts!

The former is a complete heresy!

It is a heresy that the Church of the True God will come to punish if it finds out!

"You want to stay?"

"No... I just hope you can make a calm judgment. Killing them is not the same as using them as sacrifices."

"Heh~" Isaac chuckled. "It's good that you have no objections."

Seeing that Isaac didn't take her warning to heart, Philo's lips twitched. What could she possibly object to? First, she wasn't the one who sacrificed humans; second, she was the eldest princess of the Terra Empire, so even if she were sacrificed, nothing would happen to her.

It was nothing more than throwing a few scapegoats at the Church of the True God, but Isaac's nonchalant attitude made her worry again whether cooperating with him was really the right thing to do...

So, does Isaac really not care?

No.

The Church of the Righteous God still wields considerable power in this world. In addition to the lofty and supreme God, they also possess the Templar Knights and Divine Sorcerers, two extraordinary paths that are comparable to knights and wizards to some extent!

While it may not reach the latter's maximum potential, it's sufficient for mortals. As for anything beyond mortals...

The leader of the church is God.

Therefore, there is no need for Isaac to provoke the church.

So, will he give up the sacrifice?

No, this kind of thing is indeed taboo, so it's best to do it secretly. As long as it's properly concealed, even if time magic is used, no one will be able to catch him making any move!

Isaac today has that confidence!

Although that wasn't his original intention in researching that thing.

How many living sacrifices do you need?

"What's wrong?" Hearing this, Isaac looked curiously at Angel, who had asked the question, and his gaze fell on the gold and purple magic book in her hand, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily!

He sensed the presence of a demon on it!