Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1542 - 463: Digging Deeper into the Insider Details_2

Chapter 1542: Chapter 463: Digging Deeper into the Insider Details_2

During the era of the epic battles between gods and demons, the Elves thrived in prosperity, being the most prolific race in producing mages. At that time, the three Dreadlords joined forces to cast the "Land-Sinking Technique," sinking the majority of the Moon Elves along with their territory into the sea. Back then, it made sense for the Elves, in their grief and fury, to fight desperately against the Demon Clan. But now, if the Demon Clan pulls off the same stunt, isn’t it overly ostentatious?

Just to enchant a single Crystal Sword with the "Swallow Return Technique," they’re willing to demote a Magic Teacher to the rank of a Magic Apprentice? Have the four major elemental magics—Air, Fire, Water, Earth—developed to the point where Magic Teachers are as common as clouds in the Demon World? Liu Zhennan couldn’t wrap his head around it—seriously, even if all the Demon Clan’s 1,000 or so primary Arcane Masters studying elemental magics reached the rank of Magic Teacher, the Witch King doesn’t have to go to such extremes, does he?

"Your Majesty, please allow us to take our leave now." The leading Obsidian Guard noticed Old Liu’s dazed expression and smiled once more. "I sincerely rejoice for your achievements, for the unconventional arcane magic you’ve cultivated clearly surpasses His Majesty’s aspirations! Haha, our coastal contribution only boasts one Paramount-ranked Arcanist, and having him contribute to your cause seems just fitting."

After the guards left, Old Liu stood on the steps, dumbfounded for almost a full tea’s time, before finally grabbing his sword and fist gauntlet and retreating to his bedroom, muttering curses with every step.

Elise emerged from behind the curtains, and Avril, now dressed, climbed out of bed. Both stared fixedly at the Crystal Sword in Liu Zhennan’s hand.

The two women had been eavesdropping, their ears perked, thoroughly catching every detail of the conversation.

"A Paramount-ranked unconventional Arcanist imbued this sword with the ’Swallow Return Technique’! A Paramount rank in their terms is equivalent to a Level 5 Magic Teacher here in Aegean! The Witch King actually dared to sacrifice a Magic Teacher..." Liu Zhennan murmured to himself, lost in thought.

"It’s nothing; I’ve long figured it out," Elise withdrew her reluctant gaze and shrugged lightly. "The Demon Clan has an overwhelming abundance of talent. Take that Obsidian fellow just now, not quite above board, yet even he knew to employ magic power detection to scan this villa. Pity, though, he happened to encounter a Sif Elf. Richard, the Demon Clan might not fully trust you, so you should remain on guard."

"No matter how much talent they have, they shouldn’t waste it so casually," Liu Zhennan muttered.

"You’re making a fuss over nothing! The Demon Clan is deeply rooted in tradition; they’re incredibly stubborn about certain matters. Medium Technique and Necromancy are their cornerstones. Even the Silver-Eyed King is limited to cultivating one form of Necromancy. The only ones entitled to dual-specialization are the hereditary kings of the Lich and Dreadlord races! As for the two primary combat races in the Demon World—Ghouls and Gargoyles—they don’t even qualify to study arcane magic!"

"Just imagine, if you were the Witch King, allowing subordinate low-ranking Demon Clan members to recklessly train in Aegean’s elemental magics—with their vast population base—what would you do if two or three Saint Chiaos emerged from the ranks?" Elise finished her lengthy exposition, took a deep breath, and noticed Old Liu still looked entirely clueless. The Aegean Flower furrowed her delicate brows. "If that still doesn’t click for you, try to think of it this way: suppose you were the Beamon King, and the Piegel race was on the brink of producing two or three Dragon Priests and countless high-ranking Beast Priests. Wouldn’t you take steps to restrain them?"

"Political considerations? To maintain balance?" Liu Zhennan finally grasped the idea, though he couldn’t help but grumble. "Damn it! I hate politics the most—it’s so corrupt!"

"Richard, the Demon Clan has resources Aegean could never match. With just the power of their traditional Arcane Masters, they’ve already far surpassed Aegean mages! So of course, they wouldn’t care for these four branches of elemental arcane magic! Don’t use your own perspective to judge the Demon Clan!" Avril, being a Sea Clan princess, had a clear understanding of the situation. "If you were the Demon Clan’s Witch King and didn’t impose such measures, you’d inevitably shoot yourself in the foot down the line! I think what the Witch King did was entirely correct; it’s a necessary balancing tactic!"

Liu Zhennan rolled his eyes furiously. He believed even if he were the Witch King, he would never have the steel to act so cruelly. {PS: No wonder His Majesty Sal says he’s a total political idiot.}

"The Demon Clan’s two traditional arcane magics are unequivocally fallen magics! Besides meditation, mages in these two branches can increase their strength by absorbing soul power!" The Aegean Flower nodded and added an additional point. "Fallen magic doesn’t possess the steady progress of elemental magics. Apart from those with special bloodlines, typically, Demon Clan mages training in Necromancy and Medium Technique don’t even produce a handful of Magic Teachers over the course of ten thousand years! Take Moore among us Elves as an example—Moore also trained in fallen magic. Did they ever produce a Saint Chiao? High-rank advancements in fallen magic are incomparable to the four major elemental magics!"

Liu Zhennan smugly pointed to himself with a smile on his face.

"You, you, you... you’re a special case!" Elise fumed, suddenly remembering that this guy also practiced Blood Magic.

"I told the Witch King I specialize in Neon Magic. No one in the Demon Clan has seen Blood Magic before; I use the Blood Moon Flying Wheel to mask my abilities, so they shouldn’t have figured me out! But judging by the logic we discussed earlier, the magic I use must also count as an unconventional form of magic in the Witch King’s eyes! So, do you think she’ll force me to use those Substitute Puppets or make me perform a Permanent Blessing after crafting one? That would drain all my mana!" Liu Zhennan stroked his stubby chin, grinning mischievously.