Dark Magus Returns
chapter-580

It had been a couple of days since they had been in the new town. Things were progressing somewhat, and Raze was doing research on enchantments. Since he knew he was soon to meet the Crimson Crane, he decided to go ahead with one of their requests and that was to create a mighty shield for Tilon next.

The best way to get its ranking up was to use Dark Magic, but that would mean the item would be cursed and the result of the item status unpredictable. Last time though, when creating enchantments he had condensed his magic further to create a better effect.

Surely, there had to be a way where he could make his enchantments at the higher tier at a more consistent level, other than just using higher magic enchantments and higher tier spells.

'From what we know, three things are most important when enchanting: the power stone being used, the equipment being enchanted, and the level of the enchantment itself. If I can boost one of these aspects in some way, then I can increase the enchantment.

'There is one more thing though, somehow, Dark Magic seems to overcome these restrictions, but the results are random from what I know, yet Dark Magic hasn't been tested to an extremely large extent... if I can do some more testing.'

Since there wasn't a lot of funds left until more pills could be sold, Raze had purchased the cheapest power stones, along with the cheapest shields possible.

With these, he would test a number of different ways using his Dark Magic to create higher tier items. Hoping that he could find a pattern of creating higher tier items consistently.

So far Raze had created three shields, all of them cursed with his Dark Magic, but he had no luck so far, and that's when the announcement had been made.

"The Crimson Crane are here, we have brought them to you, Sir Magus, as you have requested." A man shouted through the door.

"Sir Magus?" Raze mumbled to himself. "That has a nice ring to it, better than those 'Supreme Magus', and 'Dark Magus' at times sounds too fearful."

Opening the door, Raze could immediately see Alba and Froma standing on the other side. The two of them looked a little tired and worn out. Parts of their body were bandaged up and they looked to be relatively tired.

Raze lifted his hand, and had two red pills.

"Take these; it will make you feel better, and come in," Raze suggested.

The two women didn't hesitate to take the pills. The door was closed behind them and they could feel the effect of the pills working almost instantly.

They had long run out of the special supply that Raze would give to them.

"I assume that you managed to receive the message from Rayna then, about what has happened and why I wanted to talk to you?" Raze said as he went back to his station.

He had several pieces of paper out on a table, and an ink pen. He was conducting experiments so he needed to keep note of the results of the trials, as well as what he had done before.

What was more successful so he could strive towards the right path. Alba and Froma had also noticed the shields in the corner of the room, and an ominous feeling coming from them.

"You arrived quicker than I expected," Raze said.

The two of them pulled up chairs that were placed randomly in the room and sat down. It had been a while since they were able to just sit down.

"That's because we were already on our way to the Demonic Faction," Alba said. "From the look of things, you have no idea what's been happening to us."

Raze took a closer look at the two's wounds.

"You were attacked."

"Yeah, because of you!" Froma waved an angry small fist. Her red cheeks were puffier than usual. "You could have sent a message that you were going to announce to the whole Demonic Faction that you were part of our Clan!"

"Ah right," Raze realized what trouble they would have been through now. The two of them knew about the wedding because Alba was there when it was mentioned.

However, the fact that Raze would announce he was part of the Crimson Crane, he didn't quite think how it would affect them. The whole of the Light and Dark Faction would now consider the Crimson Crane proactively a part of the Demonic Faction.

"We have been fighting almost non-stop for the last two days, thankfully we didn't run into anyone too strong," Alba explained. "When we reached the Lethal Bite Clan, what do they call themselves now? Anyway, they helped us through the passage, and the Lost Clan were very welcoming to us as well."

"We received the message from Rayna but that was when we were finally in the Demonic Faction anyway, so we decided to head straight here."

While speaking, Raze could tell the annoyance in her words. He was starting to wonder if Alba regretted the decision of teaming up with him since their group had just received trouble after trouble and even a death of one of their members.

"Anyway, I guess we do need to talk because what does this mean for our clan?" Froma asked.

"Right," Raze said. "It was the reason why I called you here because I wanted to discuss things with you. Is it okay that the rest of the group isn't here?"

"A message has been sent out to everyone, they aren't as recognizable as me so they won't have as much trouble," Alba answered. "I reckon the other members will trickle in slowly here eventually."

This was good because Raze might need the whole of the Crimson Crane's help if they were to defend against an attack from the Behemoth Clan, but this is what he wanted to discuss.

"I know you have treated me well, which is why I have been busy making the weapons that you have requested, trying to create the best for your clan," Raze stated. "Regardless of what you decide to do, I will make the weapons and equipment I promised you."

"However, the situation is what it is right now. I claimed I was a member of the Crimson Crane because that was true. Also, this might sound like an excuse but I felt like I had no choice."

"Belil wanted to make it clear that I wasn't part of the Neverfall Clan, I could tell he wanted me to say I was the Dark Magus as well. Either way, people would have treated you the same."

"In turn, because this town has been given to me and Rayna, and I am part of the Clan in my mind it belongs to you as well, but if you want no part in it, then I will declare I'm no longer part of the Crimson Crane, and the two of us will sort this out ourselves."

Froma looked at Alba, knowing she had a tough decision to make. Their leader had to be thinking about it for a while. It was unusual for them to be pulled into so many things by one person.

"You know, our group has been wanderers for a while, with no place to make our own, trying to make a name for ourselves. Eventually, I had planned to cement our position, it would have been impossible to have a place without joining one of the Factions, I just hadn't made our mind up yet which Faction to join," Alba smiled.

"Since things have turned out this way anyway, we might as well start here, and get a head start. The Crimson Crane will become part of the Demonic Faction."