Super Righteous Player
Chapter 406 - 403: Gathering at the Royal Capital_1

Chapter 406: Chapter 403: Gathering at the Royal Capital_1

Salvatore arrived in Noah four days after Annan sent out the letter.

Fortunately, the situation at the Royal Capital wasn’t particularly urgent.

Although on the first day, the curse indeed accumulated a lot in the air, even causing some passersby to be carried into the hospital, Transcendents were reluctant to step outside.

But that evening, His Majesty, the King, had professionals compress all the scattered curses in the air into the body of "Dream Stealer" Denton, purifying the air around the palace once again.

The gentleman was a Gold-rank Wizard directly appointed by His Majesty, a man dressed in a white robe and wearing a pure white mask. He had long, pitch-black hair, a tall figure, but his age was indiscernible. A somewhat eerie smiling face was drawn simply in red on that mask.

He also seemed to have a personal relationship with His Majesty, it was said that His Majesty had known him since his youth.

That Wizard specialized in the Idol School, establishing Curse Bindings that forbade many schools of magic as "The Great Name Sculptor." His main task now was to prevent members of the royal family from being located through rituals or cursed to death, or to bestow spells that blur one’s trail before secret agents embark on their missions.

Therefore, that Wizard wouldn’t have his lifespan reduced by using Elemental Power. That’s probably also the reason he was willing to take the job...

Even so, Annan didn’t know the man’s real name. He only knew that Eugene called him "Mr. Kai."

——It was just a single syllable.

If nothing went wrong, it should be the first syllable of Kai’s real name.

That was a true professional.

Mr. Kai used a spell that Annan didn’t even know the name of, first restoring the destroyed buildings to their original state, then absorbing a portion of the curse overflowing in the atmosphere, compressing the remaining curse into four spheres, and stuffing them into Denton’s body, sealing it completely.

Annan was dumbfounded by that operation.

But there was a silver lining.

It made Salvatore’s task of creating nightmares a lot less strenuous.

So, after being separated for a month.

Annan and Salvatore met again.

Although Annan was somewhat curious about the name of the boy called "Feng Hohenheim," he did not pry further.

Whether he would grow up to be a bean-sized alchemist or craft a prototypical Azoth sword had nothing to do with Annan.

Moreover, "Feng Hohenheim," like Michelangelo and Nicholas, were people who had truly existed on the Earth that Annan once lived on.

This "Feng Hohenheim" was born in Zurich, Switzerland, a famous alchemist and doctor during the Renaissance. He was the founder of "medical chemistry," proposing the important concept that "a surgeon should also be a physician, and vice versa," which spurred a revolutionary advancement in medical ideas at that time.

He gave himself a name, "Paracelsus," implying greatness beyond the famous Roman doctor "Celsus." And his full name was so long, it would definitely be suspected of inflating the word count.

Following the precedent set by Nicholas and Michelangelo...

Such historical figures of renown, who had existed on the Earth that Annan once lived, generally had at least the potential to become Gold-rank.

——But for now, the future "Mr. Paracelsus" was still merely an apprentice wizard, curious about transmutation spells.

"Who collected this curse?"

Salvatore was somewhat surprised, "The technique is quite professional."

"A big shot—Kai, have you heard of him? A Master Name Sculptor."

"...A Master Name Sculptor? That’s even rarer than an alchemist."

The young, gifted, and sleep-deprived alchemist couldn’t help but whisper in admiration, "I know of this profession. He can even forcefully change someone’s destiny by switching their true name. I didn’t expect there to be such a big shot in Noah..."

"Let’s not talk about that for now."

Annan patted Salvatore’s shoulder and whispered with a smirk, "You’ve advanced as an alchemist, so you should be more powerful than a regular Transmutation Wizard, right? How long will it take for you to create this nightmare?"

"I need to do some more research. I can’t give you a definite answer yet."

Salvatore pondered for a long time and answered with a frown, "Give me at least one day. After all, we can’t afford to fail."

This was a technique pioneered by his teacher.

As a result of hereditary skills, Salvatore had a pretty high compatibility with this technique. But he had never tested it... and now, failure was not an option.

"Alright, no problem."

After agreeing, Annan went out with Paper Princess and Eugene.

Waiting for him at the door was Kafney, who had returned to the Royal Capital not long before.

She had arrived two days before Salvatore got to the Royal Capital.

Learning that her mother, who wanted her dead, and the nightmare that had haunted her for years were both gone... Kafney’s expression at the time was very complex.

If one had to describe it, it was like the expression Prince Hamlet might have had just after returning to Denmark if he suddenly heard that Claudius had ascended to heaven on the spot...

Kafney’s expression at that time was really too complex.

Sadness, pain, resentment, relief, regret, ecstasy, loss, emptiness... they varied constantly.

——Annan secretly took a screenshot of it at the time.

It was even a GIF.

Although the two most direct perpetrators who had tormented Kafney for years were already dead before she could avenge herself... fortunately, her true enemy, Prince Philip, was still alive.

Yes, I haven’t used the wrong word.

It’s "fortunately."

If all of Kafney’s enemies had died of their own accord before she returned, then her resolute will for revenge, the preparations she’d made for it, and her prayers to Annan... would all have become a joke.

Philip must be dealt with by her.

This was also the consensus between Annan and Kafney.

However, the big news stirred up by "The Pure Medium" a few days ago had thrown the political situation in the Royal Capital into disarray.

In the original plan of the Silver Baron Church, the assassination of the fourth prince’s wife and the Dream Stealer was supposed to be carried out concurrently with a large-scale purge of the remaining corrupt faithful by the Hand of Silver Knights.

This was to prevent the message from the top from leaking to the bottom, causing the lower-level believers to scatter; or to prevent the bottom-level incidents from alerting the top level.

Now, with the death of two believers of high status, many corrupt believers have become wary.

According to the complaints Captain Alexander shared with Annan, at least twenty or more corrupt believers had successfully evaded surveillance.

They are now reaching out to the secret intelligence organization "Cyclops Crow" for assistance to conduct another comprehensive search for corrupt believers.

For these elusive corrupt believers, and to keep Philip from causing trouble, Annan didn’t give them any chances. He kept Kafney close to himself, protected personally by Paper Princess.

——Lest Philip think it’s his turn again.

After all, Annan and Kafney still had things to do in the next few days...

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