Netheril’s Glory
chapter-82-30041322

Punk was happy that the flesh golem's shortcomings were revealed in advance, and he had plenty of time to adjust and modify them.

Just Imagining how terrible the result could have been in a battle if this stupid thing suddenly stood still in mid-battle to cast a spell, Punk could not help but let out a soft sigh.

"In the end, just because it has a tough body, a broken soul cannot become a skilled fighter."

While expressing a little regret, Punk decided to add some fixed auxiliary programs as soon as possible.

At this time, on the foot of the hill, a large amount of acid sprayed by No. 1 had melted a large area of ground along with the three thin slaves into a deep hole. A vast cloud of white smoke was floating out of the hole. This scene was indeed a vivid depiction of the horror of an official-level spell.

With this, the whole silly escape farce had come to an end, and now only Bilan and the last slave was left in the wooden house.

If Punk gave the order, No. 1 would immediately rush to the house and crush this rat together with Bilan into minced meat to solve this episode. But Punk was a profit-oriented mage, so he most definitely would not take action because of anger; instead, he would always carefully consider what would be the best-suited action to his goal.

So he started to think about how to handle the issue of Bilan seriously. Although Punk really wanted to slap this useless traitor to death, but the timing of her rebellion was a bit sensitive because of the situation of his current uncertain public identity.

Punk knew Bilan would cause trouble just as she arrived, and also because she had just arrived in the small town of Niailan, Punk couldn't kill her at this moment.

Because if he killed his "good and just" apprentice on the very first day, then his identity of "very likely from the evil camp" would immediately become "definitely from evil camp" among the various power of Dolez City.

Although It was not that difficult for the people of evil camps to live in the society of the Pheren plane, where the strong eats the weak, but a certain level of danger and instability was inevitable.

Even though most forces would not provoke an existence, which could be called strong, for no reason, this did not mean that the life of the evil camp could be completely open; a certain level of concealment was still necessary.

After all, it was impossible for any country from the lawful camp to allow a professional from the evil camp to establish research bases on their land. It was just like some capitalistic countries from the earth consented to the existence of gangs for profit, but it would be impossible to let the gangs blatantly slaughter the masses.

Therefore, if one was identified as an evil element, even if it was just a superficial act, the official-level dwarf warrior of Dolez City had to expel that person.

And then there was the Mage Union, who always liked to call themselves lawful, might become too shy to trade materials with Punk openly. Then, he has to spend more than three times the price to buy them on the black market.

Finally, there were the "purify all evil" lunatics from the Churches of Good Gods. Unless one was so powerful that even the gods had to be careful about the consequences, their pious lunatics would bring endless trouble to others.

At the same time, there were also some adventurers squads, who called themselves the "keepers of justice," these were composed of just a bunch of idiots, but their strength could not be underestimated. The stories about the righteous team of heroes defeating the Demon king were not all fictional in this world.

"As long as I am still in this universe, no matter the camp, I can't really get rid of all these troubles that could pop up at any time!"

Punk made a faint complaint in his heart, as now he found a big problem with his development roadmap.

His original plan was to label himself as a "neutral hermit" and follow the pure-cultivation route. After all, this route was the safest and most stable. At least there would not be an endless wave of church lunatics in his door.

But now, he found out that the disadvantages of the pure-cultivation route exceeded his original expectations. Due to the excessive blockade of information, the development of pure cultivation road was painfully slow, and because of this, the chances of his high-level promotion was becoming more and more distanced. So now he had to consider the way of plunder like those evil elements.

Although there were many risks like- the prying eyes from the evil-camp colleagues, the anger of the good churches, and the idealistic adventurer squads, but the method of plundering was more efficient than accumulating slowly and honestly. Also, most of these dangers would disappear as soon as he was promoted to the legend, or even Master-level, because after that as long as he didn't make too much noise, even if he appeared on the open, very few people would dare to provoke him. And also, from the personality perspective, the development route of plunder was really more suitable for Punk.

"But now is not a good time to change course..."

Although Punk had made a clear decision about his long-term development at this time, he was soberly aware that he was only a tenth-level official mage who had just been promoted. Although he was far more powerful than those trainee-level small fries, he was still inferior to those old official-level powerhouses. He also lacked a solid background and didn't even have a decent trump card in hand except for a semi-complete golem. So at this time, it is a bit too much for him to start a journey in uncharted territory.

"It would be safer to endure for a little more and reach at least level 12 before doing anything."

Punk gently stroked his smooth chin. Then he moved his finger from his chin and brought it in front to observe. There was a faint flow of mana in his white fingers.

"Fortunately, the next level is not that far, the research of the "Activation potion" is also almost complete.... As for this little apprentice of mine...... let's see how long your luck stays with you!."

Punk, who already decided on a clear development route, was in a good mood. He took a sip of his tea and thought how it was also more pleasing to the eye to have a beautiful maid to clean the White Tower.

So he decided to spare this little girl until he gave up on his current identity. After all, in his thinking, as long as he wasn't as careless as this time, what kind of waves could an apprentice-level mage cause!

And Punk also had some other thoughts in his mind. Like, he wondered whether a mage's soul would have more intelligence than the soul of ordinary people after being transformed. Something like this was also mentioned in Walker's notes- a highly intelligent soul would be better matched with a high-level body.

A cold brilliance flashed across Punk's pupils, and he suddenly felt that this idea was............ very much worth a try.

Punk decided to wait until Bilan was further promoted to trainee-level... as then there would be a better chance that Bilan would really give him a pleasant surprise!

Of course, for Bilan, who was already booked as experimental material, whether Punk's plan would really come as a surprise was another matter.