Chapter 279
Chapter 279 Core Magics
It was a necessity to gather local knowledge wherever you went.
This was almost an instinct engraved into the souls of each and every adept!
Even though it might not be possible to get his hands on any rare or unique knowledge, Greem would be happy to collect any knowledge on the west coast and its cities.
The flying ship going onwards to the Castle in the Sky arrived on their second day in Sigma City.
Having experienced the local culture within the Silver Union, Greem and the others set out towards the holy city of the esoteric adepts- the Castle in the Sky.
Night.
Greem was draped in a black robe. He sat by his table, continuously writing on a scroll with a white quill in his hand. It seemed he was calculating something. Countless symbols, formulas, and numbers filled the parchment. Blue light gleamed within his black eyes as his quill continued to scratch against the parchment. It was clear that the chip was also calculating something at a very high speed.
Greem’s eyes focused, “Your clan intends to ask for a truce?”
Angus nodded reluctantly, his voice hoarse and dry, “Very possibly. The clan has already sent some ambassadors in secret. If their conditions aren’t too strict, the clan will be willing to give up on the duel and admit defeat!”
Angus quickly consoled Greem when he saw him falling deep into thought, “You have no need to worry. The clan will still give you the promised rewards even if the duel doesn’t take place. That much I can ensure!”
Greem shook his head as he laughed out loud, “That’s not what I am worried about. I am only disappointed that I might miss a chance to have an exchange with another esoteric adept.”
Angus laughed as well, “Do you still need to worry about this once you arrive at the Castle in the Sky? The duels and challenges for the shops might only happen once every ten years, but the arena there is never empty. As long as you are confident in your golem and are willing to bet on it, you can go to the arena every single day if you so wish!”
The two made a little small talk after this, and Angus finally left.
Greem went back to his table and started to think of his plans for the future.
His original plan was to win the duel for the Byron Clan. Then he would take the opportunity and leave Snorlax in their care at the Castle in the Sky. After all, Greem couldn’t possibly stay at the Castle in the Sky for long periods of time. Snorlax, as a goblin, would also find it virtually impossible to make a name for himself if left alone.
It might be rude and pushy to put forth such a request if the expected esoteric duel was canceled and the promised rewards already given to him
How was he supposed to leave Snorlax in the Castle in the Sky then?
It was important to note how much force was needed to defend your place in the Castle in the Sky. There was a Second Grade adept from the Byron Clan stationed in their shop! If even such a force found it hard to defend themselves, how was a goblin with no combat ability whatsoever to survive in this savage and competitive place?
The more Greem thought about it, the more he realized how far ahead of himself he was getting.
He was alone right now. The two so-called subordinates he had were extremely weak. One was only a pseudo-adept, and would soon be starting a ‘Battle of Fate’. Her fate was unknown and unclear as of yet. The other had adept-level Spirit, but had absolutely no way of using it in combat.
These two were completely useless when it came to conflicts.
Right now, Greem was in the process of improving his abilities and influence. He needed to gather all the strength and resources he had, cultivate them, and ensure that all his resources would grow and increase in number. He didn’t have any excess energy to set up for the future.
If the adept force he envisioned succeeded in the future then it would be possible to do so, allowing him access to more options in the future. However, what he should do right now wasn’t to spread his energy too widely. He had to pull back all the fingers he had extended outwards and form a solid fist to ensure that his each and every punch would be a powerful blow!