Dark Magus Returns

The Dark Magus hadn’t said a word for a while, and although Fixteen was unable to see his eyes or nose clearly due to the strange effect of the robe he was wearing, he could see quite a deep smile on his face.

The news he had given him, he thought it was bad news, so he wondered why he would be so pleased. Instead, he decided to just shrug his shoulders and move on.

“There is something else I need to tell you,” Fixteen added. “The Crimson Crane, they are looking for you. They said that a member of theirs is waiting for you at the pill refining facility here in Repton. So you might take longer than you think on those pills.”

lightsnοvεl With that said, Fixteen was finished with his business with the Dark Magus for the time being, but just as he was about to leave the table, he turned around.

“Look after Dame. The Demonic Faction was a dangerous place for him to be in, but forgive me for saying this, but I fear him being with you might end up even more dangerous.”

Raze didn’t give a reply and instead watched as Fixteen walked off. As for the reason he didn’t answer, it was because he thought it very well could be true.

Leaving the restaurant, Raze thought he would drop by the pill refining facility to see what exactly the Crimson Crane wanted with him before he did anything else. After all, for his plan, he still needed them. So he had to stay on good terms.

When he arrived, he soon headed inside the large metal shack, where hammering away, furnaces boiling, as well as a number of other things could all be heard going on inside the place.

Waiting on the inside was a person Raze had become quite familiar with. His dark eyes, that gave him the appearance of a panda, stood out to him.

“Ah, it’s nice to meet you again,” Reno said as he gave a small bow, but he wasn’t standing alone. By his side was a man with wild hair and a scar on his face, and a large long sword on his back.

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If Raze remembered correctly when he was introduced to the members, this person was known as Kizer.

Reno had invited Raze into his rented room, and just like before, it was filled with all types of different plants. There was next to no room for the three of them to stand in, and even while talking, it appeared as if Reno was working on something.

“Alba informed the two of us to stay here just in case you returned. Since there isn’t really a good way for us to stay in contact,” Reno explained. “One of us had to volunteer, and since I am not as energetic as the others in getting achievements, I didn’t mind staying.”

Although Raze could see that being the case for Reno, from image alone, he didn’t imagine it was the same for Kizer, who was by his side.

“I guess you’re wondering why Kizer is by my side,” Reno said, continuing his work. He started to work away with a special type of round grinder tool. It was something made out of stone with a fat blunt end at the end.

He would mainly use it to grind down the plants into a paste as well as other ingredients. This was known as a mortar, and the tool being used was a pestle.

There was a reason why Raze liked Reno because he didn’t need to speak as much, since he already had an idea of what he was thinking.

“I think you remember, for us to fulfill your requests, we had made a deal. That you would create an item for each member of the group, as long as they brought the raw materials. Well, Alba wished for the first member to be Kizer.

“He is one of the brute attackers of our group and is mostly on the front lines in fights. He is not quite a tank, but is a part where the group is lacking in power, which is why she wishes for you to create a weapon for him first.”

Raze looked at Kizer and back at Reno for a while and eventually answered. “No.”

“What!” Kizer shouted back, nearly drawing his sword immediately. “This was an order from the clan head. Why would you outright refuse it? Are you trying to go back on our deal?”

Reno quickly stretched out his hand, stopping Kizer from getting closer.

“I’m sure you can elaborate, right?” Reno asked with a nervous smile, hoping it wasn’t something petty.

“I am happy to stick to the deal and create items for the Crimson Crane, but in particular, I wish for the first item that I create to be for you.”

At that moment, Reno stopped using the pestle to grind his ingredients.

“Me?” He pointed at himself. “But I am more of a member that supports the group.”

“You have helped me in more ways than you can count. The deal was to create items for the group, not to do so in a particular order, and I wish to return the favor to you first. This is something that I will be stubborn about. Once I am done with your item, I will be happy to create an item for Kizer.”

Hearing this, Kizer did calm down a little, he was still frustrated; anyone could see this by the red on his face, but he also knew how valuable Alba thought the Dark Magus was.

“Alright, but I’m not really sure about an item. I don’t even use items in fights that much. Do you have an idea of what I could use?” Reno asked.

Raze looked at Reno and remembered how he thought, and started to look at the room and remembered something. Items weren’t just tools that could be used for fighting; there were other ways as well.

“That thing in your hand, how many of them do you have?” Raze asked.

“These, I have plenty of them, and they’re not expensive to come by,” Reno answered.

“Great, then get me as many of them as you can, and as many tier 3 crystals as you want. I will create you an item that you won’t regret!” Raze smiled.

Raze had a plan; he truly did want to help Reno, and in this situation, the Crimson Crane growing was his own strength as well. So he had a plan.

Level 3 power stones and him being a 3-star mage meant he could only perform enchantments that would come out around the Rare ranking. At least this was the case 90 percent of the time.

For the ten percent, an item could come out to be a lower ranking or an even higher ranking, bringing it to the Elite or Unique Grade.

However, these chances were incredibly low. Still, Raze could use his dark magic to guarantee an enchantment that would reach the Elite Grade, but if he continued and hoped for that 10 percent, then he could create an item at the Unique Grade without having to be a 5-star Mage.

It was a cheat that only he could do, but it needed a bit of luck. Of course, there was also one more outcome that could occur, the item becoming sealed, giving it a random chance to become an even higher grade than that.

However, it would have to be several trials and errors for it to work out.

“As long as you have a lot of crystals, I can make this work,” Raze smiled.

As for all the failed items he would create that didn’t reach the level he was hoping for, perhaps he could sell them to other alchemists, allowing his fortune to grow even bigger.

‘This is a good way to get grade three crystal items without having to purchase or earn them myself,’ Raze thought.

Level 3 power stones were a rarity at the auction, so clans needed to head to other dimensions and defeat beasts to obtain them. Now he had a way of getting their worth from the Crimson Crane through making these items.

Seeking them at the auction, he would build a bigger fortune, all with the guise of helping out the Crimson Crane.

At the same time, currently in Repton city, the members of the biggest Clan in the Demonic Faction had been given an order. It was to find all members of the Crimson Crane and get the whereabouts of the Dark Magus through any means necessary.