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Heimarian Odyssey

Locke is a middling officer in the Kingdom of Faustian’s army. He happens to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, or the right place at the right time, depending on your perspective, and happens to save the kingdom’s princess. As fortune would have it, love prospers, but in a world of peasantry and nobility, a middling, peasant-born soldier has no right to love a princess. Locke is nothing if not determined, however, and sets out to become someone worthy of loving the princess, someone her family can accept. But that path is neither short, nor safe, as our hero will soon discover. Tags : Army Building, Caring Protagonist, Cold Protagonist, Death of Loved Ones, Empires, Evolution, Fan-fiction, Harem, Incest, Kingdom Building, Kingdoms Knights, Knights Level System, Long Separations, Male Protagonist, Near-Death Experience, Older Love Interests, Pregnancy, Slow Growth at Start, Strong to Stronger, Wars, kufsten translation

Kufsten · Fantasy
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291 Chs

The coming war

Another month had passed since the experiment.

As usual, Locke rushed between the transport zone and Lady Ashar's house.

Unlike the transport zone, Ashar didn't have to work every day, but Locke still went there once a day. Even if he couldn't be of help, it was still good to be acquainted with her.

After all, the scene of Ashar killing the level-one creature in a second was too shocking.

While building a good relationship with Ashar, Locke didn't forget to train.

"The goods list is here. Take a look and see what you need." Locke handed a small book to the casters in front of him in a corner outside the academy.

The casters, who were mid-rank Lehrlings, flipped through the book carefully for a while before saying what they wanted.

Locke had already numbered the materials in his spatial ring. It didn't take him long to pick out the ones that the casters needed.

"A total of forty-one low-rank energy crystals," said Locke.

"Sure." The casters didn't think too much about it.

Once the goods and goods were settled, they left the place in a relaxed manner.

"The next time there's a flamebird's beak, you can keep it for me!" said one of the casters as he turned to Locke.

"No problem!" Locke gave him an affirmative answer.

Flamebirds were a relatively common type of slave. As mid-rank major monsters, they weren't weak. When they flocked together, their combat power would increase exponentially.

The long beak of the Flame Bird was a common material used to create fire-type magical equipment or fire-type magic scrolls. As the date of the Planar War drew nearer, the price of the materials used to create this item, which had many uses and could quickly increase one's strength, had also risen sharply.

This month, Locke had provided Angelina with twenty firebird beaks. In return, Angelina had created fifteen fire magic scrolls called Firewall Scrolls.

Locke went to the periphery of the Sanctum's trading zone and sold them to the knights who came here to make a fortune.

The high-rank knights had obviously received the war call as well. Fire magic was widely recognized as powerful, and these magic scrolls made Locke and Angelina a lot of money.

The Holy Tower required money for everything. Knowledge had a price, materials had a price, and even magic had a price.

Angelina, the princess of Faustian, was also short of money here. Some time ago, she borrowed a sum of energy crystals from Locke in order to exchange for a piece of fire magic knowledge from her mentor.

Weighing the energy crystals in his pouch, Locke walked towards the operation area.

Two months had passed, but the place had not changed much compared to when Locke first arrived. The slave creatures that had been locked up filled the transport area.

These slave creatures were all new faces. The old ones had long been transported away.

"Hey, Harris, where's Jasmine?" Locke asked as he shook the money bag.

"He's sealing the soul imprints of the slave creatures over there." Harris pointed in a direction. In their section, Jasmine's work was the most tiring. It was not easy to imprint the soul of a slave.

Due to magic that involved mental strength and the soul, Jasmine's favorite thing to do every day after work was to lie down and sleep. As a result, she hadn't accumulated any magic power for a long time.

"Okay, I'll go and see her." He secretly stuffed a handful of energy crystals into Harris' hand with his right hand. There were about seven or eight of them.

Harris smiled knowingly.

When Locke walked to a certain area in the transport area, he saw Jasmine solidifying the soul imprints of the slave creatures.

"Take a break and drink some moonlight water. I brought it from the academy's canteen," said Locke as he walked over to Jasmine. Moonlight water was a special drink in the Sanctum Academy. It was very helpful for casters to recover their mental strength.

Locke had drunk it before. It tasted a little sweet and he didn't really like it.

"Thank you!" Jasmine took the cup of water that Locke handed over, along with a small bag.

She wasn't in a hurry to drink the moonlight water. She opened the pouch and checked it. There were about twenty low-grade energy crystals and one mid-grade energy crystal inside.

"This is our harvest from the past three days!" Locke said. Why could Harris only get seven or eight low-grade energy crystals, but Jasmine could get five times more than him?

Of course, it depended on who contributed more. As the team leader and the only person in their group who could imprint the soul of a slave creature, Jasmine was worth the price.

"Don't you have any high-grade energy crystals?" Jasmine asked helplessly. Mid-grade energy crystals didn't have much of an effect on her, and low-grade energy crystals could only replenish her mana.

"Most of our trading partners are mid-rank Lehrlings. They don't have the purchasing power." Locke shook his head.

Even with Locke's audacity and Jasmine's secret support, they didn't have the courage to harm high-grade major monsters.

These slaves were specially taken care of by the Sanctum. Unlike low-grade major monsters, no one would care if they lost an arm or a leg.

So far, Locke and the rest had collected a total of six high-grade magical beasts' materials. They'd sold them in batches and earned about five high-grade energy crystals. Jasmine took three, Locke took two, and the rest went to Harris.

"Should we get another one?" Jasmine looked at the cage behind her. Inside it, there was a high level magical beast level chimpanzee sleeping soundly.

"No, we just fought two days ago." Locke refused without thinking. He was a person with great self-control.

"Alright." Jasmine was also very rational and only sighed.

Locke wasn't like Jasmine, who needed this hidden income to improve his strength. The benefits he could get from Ashar were not much different than fishing for profit here.

Ashar was indeed an eccentric Magician. From her various experiments, Locke did discover her dark side. But it was undeniable that the Magician was very generous.

Locke only provided her with some insignificant materials from the transport zone. The Magician was never stingy with her rewards.

His main task now was to keep an eye out for new slaves in the transport zone. Once he found any rare or experimental materials that Ashar needed, he would immediately report to the Sanctum.

Ashar would naturally go to the Sanctum to submit an application.

Unlike the other level-one casters, Locke didn't see her frown as long as the items were worth less than 30 high-grade energy crystals. She was rich and overbearing. Unlike the other level-one casters, she didn't even frown.

The impending war put a lot of pressure on Locke, casters like Jasmine, and the knights outside the Sanctum.

Everyone was racing against time to find ways to improve themselves.

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