Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 125 Ogre

On the stairs outside the Alchemists Guild.

Joffrey teased the fire spirit in his palm tirelessly.

The one-inch-tall golden villain quietly hugged the spar, which was as big as himself, completely ignoring the hostile master.

After part of the body was swallowed by the mark of inheritance, the solid body of the son of flame "Little Gold" can only be four feet high at most. If it exceeds this size, the bigger the body will be, the looser and more transparent it will be, and the more uncontrollable the flames on the body will be.

With a height of four feet, Xiao Jin reluctantly accepted this result.

But this master named "Your Majesty" made it smaller and smaller until it could be held in his palm, and it couldn't be easily changed back to its original size.

Can this be tolerated?

Xiao Jin took a sip of the magic power in the spar, it was so sweet and reassuring, it was full of it.

can bear.

A strong force suddenly pushed up from under him, and Xiao Jin saw everything fall down quickly, and then, he flipped the palm under him, and threw it onto a piece of golden grass.

Two fingers took the spar from its arms, but fortunately, the magic power in it is still being sent from below continuously.

Xiao Jin stood up dumbfoundedly.

The edge of the golden grass is surrounded by a shining wall, and there are many curved and interlaced golden branches on the wall, forming a beautiful pattern.

gold, crown.Xiao Jin remembered two names.It turns out that this is the top of the owner's head.

As soon as Xiao Jin realized his position, the whole world suddenly turned, and he flew it far away, hitting the hard crown directly.

It quickly hugged the branches on the crown tightly.

Joffrey turned his head and talked to Harlem beside him, "The Alchemist Guild has performed well this time, what reward do you want? Just ask."

Harlem bowed humbly, "It is all thanks to His Majesty's divine grace that the Son of Flame was born successfully. Besides, it is a supreme honor to be able to personally participate in such a miracle, so how can I ask for any rewards?"

Harlem frequently glanced at the Son of Flame lying on the king's crown, feeling both proud and disappointed.

He could see clearly that in the birth of the Son of Flame, the spells and rituals handed down by the guild were indeed useful, but the power of the king's divine grace seemed to be more critical.

If there is no divine grace, can the guild reproduce this power?

Thinking of this, Harlem really wanted to take down the Son of Flame on the king's head and study it carefully, and even took it for himself.

But Haring wasn't crazy.

"Harlem, what's the total cost of [-] cans of Wildfire?"

Joffrey asked abruptly.

The Alchemist Guild is not directly affiliated with the throne, and it would obviously cost money to get [-] pots of wildfire from the pyromancers.

Hearing the king's question, Harlem turned many thoughts in an instant.

The king should know the price.Is it too expensive?Still want to increase the order?Or do you want to increase the price as a reward?
Not daring to remain silent for too long, Harlem quickly said, "To tell you the truth, the wildfire manufacturing process is extremely dangerous. Over the years, assistants and apprentices have suffered misfortunes, and the guild will try its best to compensate their families."

Haring tried to defend the guild.

"There are also purchasing materials, daily expenses, safety measures, debts owed for making wildfires in the past, etc. The sum of all kinds of expenses is not very cheap."

"A total of ten thousand golden dragons." Harlem carefully glanced at the king's face.

This is the price already set.

[-] gold dragons, Harlem mustered up his courage when he quoted this price.

You know, [-] cans of wildfire is the largest order for the guild in these years.The guild's expenses in the next few years or even ten years may depend on this business.

Harlem had to raise the price slightly from the original cost.

After all, if you want to restore the glory of the guild, attract more people to join, and conduct more research, money is essential.

Of course, two or three thousand golden dragons are also acceptable.

However, at that time, the royal family did not bargain at all, and readily accepted the price of [-] gold dragons.

Could it be that the king regretted it now?
Thinking of the inspection operations in King's Landing these days, and thinking of the king's holy war army, Harlem bowed deeply, trying his best to show his respect and submission.

A thousand golden dragons are fine too.

Joffrey glanced at him indifferently, "You know the Research Department, right?"

Of course Haring knew the name.

The Research Department, which has just been established for a month, has already won a great reputation in King's Landing City.

Everyone knows that the research department is full of crazy bachelors and horrible weirdos, thinking about novel ways to kill people and doing something inexplicable all day long.

Instead, Haring felt that these were kindred spirits.Don't those stupid people slander the efforts of alchemists in the same way.

Harlem also knew something darker.

The leader of the research department, the notorious "Ogre" Coburn is responsible for the research of the power of divine grace and the divine grace light curtain!
Harlem was envious of that.He had already experienced the results of Cobain's research.

Before today, under the warning of the light curtain of divine grace, Harlem went to the prayer stone to pray twice.

After each prayer, Harlem noticed the difference in the light curtain of divine grace.Some texts are missing, some patterns and operations have changed, and tasks are more detailed and frequent.

After the second prayer, the light curtain even began to teach knowledge such as characters and history, and there was also a "sea of ​​books" that stored countless knowledge.

Harlem indulged in the sea of ​​books for two days, only to find that there was more and more knowledge in it, and he couldn't read it all.

The light curtain also assigned him the task of "accumulating the flow into the sea".Harlem tried to find a few ancient scrolls, but the light curtain successfully included them in the book sea and awarded some points.

In fact, the points are not very useful, they can only be used to buy honor levels, they just look good.

But Harlem had a hunch that the points would be more useful than this.The reason is simple, the Kings will not stop, and neither will Cobain.

Harlem looked up at the king.

Keben was nothing but a bachelor expelled from the Academy City.Just because of the king's favor.

Just because of the king, Qyburn was able to paint on a great creation like the light curtain of divine grace, and changed the entire King's Landing City with his knowledge and wisdom, and would change the Seven Kingdoms, and even the world.

This is the happiest home of the wise.

Research.

The king's eyes were calm and deep, and Harlem seemed to understand the king's intentions.

He knelt down on one knee, "Your Majesty, I don't need any rewards. Please allow me to join the research department. Harlem will devote all his energy and dedicate his eternal loyalty to explore the power of divine grace and the mystery of magic for His Majesty."

Joffrey nodded slightly, "Of course the wise men of Harlem have this qualification. However, this is not enough to reward your achievements."

Joffrey gently helped Harlem up, "All members of the Alchemist Guild can join the Research Department and establish an alchemy branch. You are still their leader, at the same level as Qyburn, how about it?"

Then Harlem knew that the ten thousand golden dragons were completely out of reach.

"Thank you Your Majesty for your grace."

Joffrey finally mounted the White Hart and returned to the Red Keep satisfied.

Go halfway.

The Minister of Security, Erin, sent a rare message to Joffrey through the light curtain: "Dr. Marwin of the Academy City has entered King's Landing."

Joffrey sighed softly, today is really busy.

"Call him to see him."

(End of this chapter)