Abe the Wizard

Abel was presenting the Griffin knights with a miracle. This miracle, as he said, could help knight commanders turn into head knight commanders. The four were well aware of what that meant. Fighting might be the only thing that they knew, but they had their fair share of experiences when they were back in the Kingdom of St. Ellis.

Still, this was the first time they’ve seen advanced potions of golden quality. And to think that Abel just took out four bottles very casually in front of them….

“We vow our lives to you, Master!”

The four Griffin knights knew only how to fight, so fighting was what they swore that they would do for Abel.

Abel laughed as he commanded the four to get up, “Drink it! After you drink this potion, you won’t have to bow to anyone anymore.”

With one bottle of the dragon blood wall-breaking potion in each of the Griffin knight’s hands, they went to the wizard community outside of the Harry Castle. Abel teleported to where they were headed. He was standing at least ten meters away from them the whole time, and he was keeping a close watch on them in silence. It was the first time he’s given the potion to any humans, so he wanted to make sure that he would be able to give medical assistance as soon as possible.

When the Griffin knights walked inside the wizard community, they could feel their whole bodies were corroded by mana. Thankfully, due to the efforts they’ve made during their training, their bodies were strong enough to withstand the damage that would’ve otherwise killed them.

As they all drank the gold-quality dragon blood wall-breaking potion, they started doing special breathing techniques that would channel the mana around them into their bodily system. Then, once the mana was sucked inside themselves, they turned that mana into their own mana supply. It was supposed to look easy, but it was the crucial step that many knight commanders couldn’t get past.

Needless to say, the dragon blood wall-breaking potion was supposed to enhance a knight commander’s physical strength. If the potion were only of white quality, the effect would only be strong enough to bring the user to barely become a head knight commander.

Gold quality potions were different. It was strong enough to bring the Griffin knights to immediately become a novice head knight commander. With bodies that were this enhanced, they could immediately such the surrounding mana into the central part of their combat qi core. Usually, this was the part where they would fail. If they failed, not only would the promotion process be for nothing, the potion that they just drank would lose its effect immediately.

Still, if the first batch of mana were successfully stored within the combat qi core, then the potion would permanently become a head knight commander’s body. The mana that was absorbed would lose all its eroding effect, which was why a golden-quality potion like this was so powerful in the first place.

The four Griffin knights continued to flash in golden light. The dragon blood wall-breaking potion was taking effect. It didn’t take long before they all realized the pace that their bodies were growing physically. Then, with the activation of their knight’s special breathing technique, the mana that was floating in the air started going into their bodies.

This was when things would start to get tense. Even Abel was feeling a bit nervous. If this turned out to be a success, he would have ten more head knight commanders under his command. He could ask the elves for more alchemy ingredients, and he would be able to use the remaining dragon blood he had for thirty more bottles. That was forty head knight commanders that the duchy of Carmel would have. Of course, he was going to feel nervous.

And it’s not just the knights that did drink the dragon blood wall-breaking potion. Put it this way, suppose that there were only two head knight commanders in all of the duchy of Carmel. No matter how hard these two tried, there would only be a minimal number of people that they could share their experiences with. It’s different with forty head commanders. If there were this many of them that were in one place, it could be expected that there would be more of them just through training and cultivation.

More importantly, the duchy of Carmel had plenty of potions for knight’s training. This fact alone spoke of the state’s overwhelming amount of firepower.

Number 24 was the first to feel a change. He started sensing a thread of mana that was inside of his body. Then, as he used his own combat qi to stabilize the mana that was floating by, he could feel the mana gradually stop moving.

It was a subtle change, but Abel saw everything with his power of the Will. To him, he was delighted to see that the potion worked for Griffin knight 24. If 24 continued to increase his maximal mana storage, it’d be only a matter of time before he could perform his own “knight’s charging technique.” Anyways, he was already a fully-fledged head knight commander now.

The same change happened to Griffin knight 33. After that, it was 27, and finally, it was 31. Even when the others were starting to feel the change, the mana transformation process continued to take place inside 24’s body. There was still a while before the potion’s effect completely worn off.

Abel was watching the whole time. After about one hour, the gold-quality dragon blood wall-breaking potion finally lost its effect. All four Griffin knights had a sour look on their faces afterward.

Abel spoke towards the sky, “Flora, bring them to the Harry Castle hallroom.”

Once the effect of the potion wore off, all the Griffin knights’ physical state was reverted to that of a very new head knight commander. This was when the air around them was literally full of mana. After thirty minutes, they were starting to feel the pain as their bodies were having problems absorbing the mana that was eroding them.

Abel placed four bottles on the table, “Here, take them. These are blue-quality healing potions.”

“Master!” the four Griffin knights all bowed on one knee.

Abel waved his arm and laughed, “No need to call me master anymore. As I’ve promised your four, I’ll grant you your own titles and properties as rewards for your services. Remember, though, you will not be allowed to reveal your names for a while.”

The four Griffin knights understood. Of course, they did. They were sent to Abel as a gift because the Kingdom of St. Ellis wanted political benefits from Abel. Not only would it not be pretty if people found out about their existence, but a massive panic would also appear if people knew about how they instantly became head knight commanders.

“No, you are our master. Please, allow us to keep calling you that for the rest of our lives. No matter what title we have, we’ll continue to call you our master.”

Abel spoke solemnly, “All of you are without names, so I’ll grant you the surname, Harry. From now on, you’ll become the eagles of the Harry Castle, and you’ll protect the sky for the rest of your lives.”

“Thank you, Master!” The four of them yelled enthusiastically.

After that, the four Griffin knights went to Lindsay to have their names written in the family record. Abel was left alone. He wanted time to think about what other knight commanders he could enroll in the family. Obviously, he wasn’t going to enroll someone that already had a name. He could go for members of both the Harry and Bennett Family, but there weren’t enough people with the sort of potential he was after.

Take the Harry Family, for example. There were about twenty at the start, but after undergoing several major battles, about ten old warriors were left. The strongest were just novice warriors. They were already in their forties, and since it was the warrior class that they were in, it’d be logically impossible to turn them into head knight commanders.

Unlike those rich nobleman families, the Harry Family didn’t buy slaves and train them into warriors. This way, the only knight commanders in the duchy could only be found in each major family, and it just wouldn’t be right if Abel wanted to take them away from whoever they were serving. He was the king, but there would always be those who were only interested in preserving their own power.