The Wizard: Starting by Scamming the Demon God

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But that's none of his business. Being able to sit anywhere is better than standing, and besides...

These steaks look delicious!

"Tear!"

Everyone's expression froze.

Chapter 61: Sanjiang Release Remarks

Although it seems like not many people post their Sanjiang (a popular online literature platform) launch messages anymore, this is still my first time on Sanjiang, so I'm quite happy. I'll post it together with my launch message.

The book will be available on Wednesday, and I'm already accumulating drafts. How many chapters it will be released depends on how many I can accumulate!

Finally, thank you all for your support!

thank you very much!

Chapter 62 Magical Girl and Tentacles!

"Tear!"

A hideous claw emerged from the back of Isaac's neck, its five fingers outstretched, and blood-red fluorescence flowed from the exposed veins. A mysterious aura quietly pressed down on everyone's hearts.

"Why did you come out?!" Isaac glanced at Prince Norns and his daughter, whose faces had become somewhat stiff, and asked nervously.

"Hiss?"

Didn't you say there was no need to be restrained?

A mouth and an eye appeared on the back of the demonic hand, looking at Isaac with suspicion.

"...You're really not reserved, are you?" Isaac was somewhat speechless.

"Haha~ It's alright, it's good to have some fun. Your pet is also the Hand of God? That's impressive, worthy of your name, Solomon!" Fortunately, Prince Norns didn't mind and instead praised him.

"Huh? Too?" Isaac was slightly taken aback, turning to look at Princess Filo beside him. "You're also the Hand of God?"

“Hmm, but not as…abstract as yours.” Philo’s lips twitched as she looked at Isaac’s ferocious claws.

At the same time, golden sparks appeared on the back of Philo's neck, and a mechanical tentacle emerged from it, its claws opening and closing curiously as it looked at Hamon.

"A mechanical hand of God, that's quite rare." Isaac curiously examined the mechanical tentacle protruding from the back of Philo's head while cutting off pieces of steak and feeding them to Harmon and the mouse.

The Hand of God is a magical pet that is mostly of the angel and fairy types. The former is good at healing magic and light magic, and its highest evolution is the Mimic Angel, which can split from itself. The latter is more inclined to stealth, and its highest evolution is the Invisible Hand, which has a strong degree of unobservability.

However, the Demon type like Isaac and the Mechanical type like Philo are extremely rare.

Isaac's demonic nature is because dealing with demons is too dangerous for a newcomer, and there aren't many people as reckless as him. Philo's mechanical nature is simply rare.

Because the essence of the Hand of God is to strip a portion of the original power from a higher being and then merge it with oneself, resulting in an additional life form when one becomes a wizard.

Therefore, its attributes are closely related to those of higher beings. However, machinery has only been developed in recent years, and the corresponding Outer Gods are too distant, making it difficult to find ritual beacons to communicate with them.

Aside from a stroke of luck, perhaps only an imperial princess like Philo could specifically find those guys.

Hmm? If that's the case, then doesn't that mean...?

"Does Your Highness Philo possess the communication ritual with the Outer Gods?" Isaac's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he forgot about feeding Harmon, turning his head intently to look at Philo.

Philo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly, swallowed the food in her mouth and said, "Yes, I do. What, you want some? Just so you know, most of them have been used before, so the success rate is very low."

"How do we switch?" Isaac didn't care about the success rate, as long as it wasn't zero.

"Very good, I knew I hadn't misjudged you!" Philo looked at Isaac with a hint of relief. That's how it should be. How could you not take a gamble just because you're afraid of dying?

So she waved her hand dismissively and said generously, "No need to exchange! I'll give it to you!"

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

"It's okay, we're teammates. By the way, have you joined the Flesh Cult? I can recommend you."

"There's no need to trouble the princess with this. My eldest sister gave me a recommendation spot, so I can go straight in."

"Oh, that's great. We can exchange ideas more often in the future. Here, these are the trading rituals of the Outer Gods, but some of them are completely useless now. You can take a look, and feel free to ask me if you don't understand anything!"

Isaac's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the magic book Philo handed him, then he happily accepted it and began a lively discussion with her.

Isaac didn't believe Philo had no ulterior motives, but there was too little information to make a judgment, and the atmosphere had reached a point where it was difficult to refuse.

Of course, another reason is that Isaac also really wants these things; these are all high-quality potential customers!

While the two were having a heated discussion, Remington and the prince's daughter exchanged a helpless glance. Shouldn't they be the main characters today?

Prince Norns, seated at the head of the table, frowned slightly as he watched Philo's enthusiastic demeanor, but he said nothing, simply sitting to the side and observing silently.

And so, lunchtime passed by amidst Isaac and Philo's lively discussion.

After the meal, Isaac did not linger at the Prince's mansion. Instead, he bid farewell to Prince Norns and rode in a pumpkin carriage to Solomon's residence in the capital.

As a border viscount with an army, the Solomon family still held some weight in the empire.

"You intend to sacrifice him?" As the pumpkin carriage disappeared from sight, Prince Norns uttered a sentence that sent a chill down Remington's spine. He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. At this point, he had no status whatsoever.

"How could that be? He's a mad witch; he'll have a backlash." Philo smiled slightly, a gentle smile concealing a mystery that no one could fathom.

"That would be for the best. I'm just reminding you that Solomon currently has two high knights and a great wizard who is about to become a high wizard. This kind of power already puts him among the top lords in the empire."

"I know." Philo nodded with a smile, but whether she actually listened was only known to herself.

Prince Norns gave Philo a deep look, then returned to the mansion with Remington and his daughter, closing the gates and leaving Philo outside.

"Hehe~ Are you angry, Uncle Renn?" Looking at the closed door, Philo smiled helplessly, then walked briskly towards his mage tower.

“He is dangerous. There are traces of three divine rituals on him. One of them was just a test, and the other two were successful summonings. Do we really want to sign a contract with him?”

A mechanical tentacle emerged from Philo's collar, its claws opening and closing with a cold, clear sound.

"Let's wait and see. After all, Uncle Renn is right. Solomon is no longer a minor nobleman. But we can observe for a while. Don't you think it's interesting?"

"I think you're going to die."

"Oh? You think so highly of him? You wouldn't... have fallen for him, would you?"

"Philo, this is my final advice: don't mess with him. Did you notice the rat on his shoulder? It has power! And it's a first-tier divine species!"

Philo paused in her light steps, her expression turning serious as she looked at the tentacle on her shoulder: "What did you say?"

"As expected, you didn't notice. In short, don't mess with him. There's only one wizard in history who can create gods... You should understand what I'm saying!"

After saying that, the mechanical tentacles slowly retracted, leaving Philo standing alone on the street in a daze.

After a long while, Philo looked up at the sky, a slightly manic smile spreading across his face: "Only one? That's a thing of the past! Soon! Soon we'll succeed!"

Chapter 63 Temptation

"After hearing what you just said, what do you plan to do?"

The garden of Norns House.

Prince Norns stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vibrant flowers in the garden, and spoke softly.

Remington stood behind Prince Norns and said respectfully, "I don't intend to do anything. If Your Highness needs me to tell Isaac, I will."

"Heh~ You've changed quite quickly. No wonder that old man Gaia was willing to send you out. You really don't seem like one of Solomon's people."

Remington didn't speak, but simply kept his head down.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, then don’t. Let them go have fun.” With that, Prince Norns extended his right hand and waved it lightly. Immediately, a black-robed assassin emerged from the shadows and handed a book, a bottle of potion, and a document to Remington.

"These are the Thunder Dragon Forge Technique and the Thunder Dragon Spirit Potion. What you need to do now is become a high-ranking knight as soon as possible, and then take this pioneering order and go out and explore."

Upon hearing this, Remington abruptly raised his head, looking excitedly at Prince Norns, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"Heh~ You're much worse than your brother, with only this much. You're already a member of the Norns family, so this is nothing. You'll have plenty more in the future. Keep working hard."

"Yes... Father!"

Prince Norns' lips curled slightly upward as he looked out of the mansion, in the direction of Solomon's territory!

……

"Tsk tsk~ Is this what nobles are like? This is what nobles are like~" Isaac looked at the magic book in his hand and shook his head. This was one of the reasons why he separated from the family early on.

Being an aristocrat is too difficult; all the scheming and calculating is far less enjoyable than research.

Although he was unaware of Remington's swift change of heart, he did not lower his guard against Prince Norns for very simple reasons: first, he was very mysterious; second, he wanted to form a marriage alliance with Solomon, a powerful border noble with an army.

Based on these two points alone, Isaac would absolutely not believe that he had no interest in that position!

In this extraordinary world, without some strength, it is impossible to maintain one's mystery. You don't even need paparazzi; a powerful wizard can see right through you from the comfort of his home using precognitive magic!

They possess considerable power and desire to form a marriage alliance with border nobles...

You're practically an alternate version of Sima Zhao!

Of course, it's also possible that he wanted to work with the emperor to set up a trap and purge the empire from within. Isaac couldn't figure out the specifics of his motives, nor did he want to.

Anyway, he wouldn't stay long. After joining the Flesh and Blood Cult and participating in the Genie's Lamp Trial, he planned to return to his territory.

Let whoever wants to wade into the muddy waters of the capital city.

but……

Isaac rubbed his chin. What he couldn't quite understand was Princess Philo. Although they both belonged to the Mad Witch Society and had met and traded, to be honest, they weren't really close. That little bit of acquaintance wasn't enough to warrant her enthusiasm.

If Isaac were some kind of arcane genius, then we could consider the possibility of him being involved in the Bone of the Supremes storyline, but unfortunately he isn't.

After thinking for a while, Isaac gave up when he couldn't figure it out. Whatever, he'd deal with whatever came his way. With the infinite magic granted by his flesh and blood dimension, he wasn't too afraid unless a high-ranking knight or a high-ranking wizard personally intervened.

Before long, the pumpkin carriage arrived in front of Solomon's mansion in the capital. The moment the carriage stopped, the mouse jumped off and then sneakily opened the door for Isaac.

Isaac: "..."

Why does flattery sometimes feel so sinister?

Shaking his head, Isaac entered the mansion amidst the welcome of the servants. The mansion was not large; compared to the city estates like the Prince's Mansion, Solomon's place was much smaller, with only seven or eight rooms, two dining rooms (one large and one small), a council chamber, a ballroom, and a living room.

In addition, there are two basements and a cellar, as well as a small training ground the size of a basketball court.

Within the circles of border nobles, the house was considered somewhat shabby.

However, Isaac didn't care about any of that; all he needed was a laboratory.