Chapter 398 The Blue Robe’s Plea

"Everything was already prepared by you?" Shaoke clenched his hand and quickly conjured a black Blue Rhombus Flower, ready for battle. Had it not been for the Blue-robed Female Mage grasping his arm, he would have turned the female leader before him into stone.

The female leader nodded. She had already detailed the events in the Yisage Empire to Shaoke and the others, so there was no need for further denial. Of course, due to Shaoke's actions, the knights behind her raised their weapons, unleashing their Aura in preparation for immediate combat.

It turned out that the people of the Yisage Empire had required Shaoke's team to teleport to the army's magic array within a month for negotiations and consultations. However, under the decision of all the super empires' Wandering Alliance organizations, the team recklessly descended into other regions of Yisage.

Suddenly, hundreds of Ninth Rank professionals appeared within the imperial borders, putting the top-tier beings of the royal family on high alert. Their pride as high-rankers made them disdain dialogue with these Ninth Rank professionals, and a merciless slaughter began directly. This caused the Barbarian Empire's alliance to lose over a hundred Ninth Rank professionals. In response, the Hebrew Empire swiftly attacked the Yisage Empire, and the battle continued. As for the reason behind this situation, the female leader did not explain, and Shaoke and the Blue-robed Female Mage were too weary to ask.

Ultimately, with the Blue-robed Female Mage's persuasion, Shaoke did not engage in conflict, but this incident left both sides disgruntled. Shaoke, in particular, found the deception almost unbearable.

"Mage Xueye, once this site is built, you can leave if you wish," the Blue-robed Female Mage said to him after returning to his tent. "In a while, I'll have Mage Roman and the others join the construction of this base, and we'll put aside the experiments for now."

"Can you explain in detail why you're asking me this?" Shaoke didn't understand her reasoning for such persuasion.

He didn't think the Blue-robed Female Mage was threatening him; there must be another reason.

The Female Mage didn't directly answer. Instead, she cast a pale blue protective ward and then gave a detailed explanation. "Remember the magic array we're carving. Such an array is immensely beneficial to an empire, and even more so to a family's stronghold."

Following the Blue-robed Female Mage's explanation, Shaoke finally understood why she wanted him to stay for the construction. As the base was completed, the surrounding area would nurture precious mineral veins. Over time, the completed base would influence most of the empire's lands, the most notable effect being the emergence of numerous mineral veins and valuable magical materials.

The female mage took out a map and pointed to Shaoke. "The base we're building is here. According to the array's influence, in ten thousand years, most regions of the empire will see changes. If the array continues to operate for hundreds of thousands of years, the quality of the empire's commoners will increase severalfold." She then explained other functions before stopping, waiting silently for Shaoke's decision.

Shaoke remained silent for a long time before asking, "Why are you telling me this? How do you know?" He poured her a glass of wine for her to taste.

The Blue-robed Female Mage shook her head, answering only one question. "I like you, so I'm telling you. But the other reason, I won't share, at least not for a long time." She blushed, suddenly embraced the male mage, and then left the tent.

Watching the blue ward slowly dissipate in the air, Shaoke sat there dazed, holding a glass of water, silent for a long time. As night fell, Lan Wei'er and Anling brought some food to his tent. After dining together, they returned to their respective tents to rest.

Each day, Shaoke either studied the copied magic array in his tent or floated in the air contemplating the visions. This peaceful life continued for a month until it was disrupted by the arrival of Mage Roman and the White-robed Cleric. They brought not only Moyu'er but also a young boy who had just started speaking—Shaoke's other child.

This child also gave Shaoke a familiar feeling, though not as strong as Moyu'er's, but stronger than Anling's. Of course, the mage didn't voice this. He simply held his child and his two wives, continuously kissing them, as he hadn't seen them for nearly two years. Accustomed to a quiet life, he missed them dearly.

"The child still doesn't have a name," the White-robed Cleric said, looking at Shaoke reproachfully. "We just call him baby. Everything else is waiting for you to bestow."

"Hegel," Shaoke said, looking at his slightly dark-skinned son. "In a while, we'll bestow a permanent spell on him. Now isn't the time." He then picked up Moyu'er, who had been standing by, and recounted the events here to Mage Roman and the White-robed Cleric, explaining the benefits of completing the base. He also considered building such an array on his own future base, though the cost of precious materials wasn't yet fully considered.

"If that's true, we must participate in this construction," Mage Roman said, after some thought. She suggested Shaoke give the books he had interpreted for the Wandering Alliance to the Cleric for copying here. Meanwhile, she and her daughter would join the construction, as an alchemist was much faster and simpler at drawing magic arrays and scripts than other mages.

The mages rested for half a year before construction resumed. During this time, Shaoke didn't search for materials like others but stayed in his tent studying books and the strange magic array. The main force in studying the array was Mage Roman, who could now partially understand its functions.

During this period, the Blue-robed Female Mage didn't visit, but Lan Wei'er met her a few times outside. According to her, the Blue-robed Female Mage looked exhausted, often leading wandering professionals to gather materials and hunt magical beasts. Meanwhile, Moyu'er began teaching Hegel simple magic scripts. Due to Hegel's average talent, progress was slow; he took over a month just to recognize the simplest script.

Though the young child felt no sorrow, his mother, the White-robed Cleric, was deeply distressed, fearing her son would never become a spellcaster, making her feel inferior to Mage Roman.

"A family's growth isn't determined solely by the number of spellcasters or other professionals," Shaoke comforted the White-robed Cleric. "Many other factors come from non-combat professionals. If our son becomes a great scholar, the family won't struggle to identify future magic scripts. If Hegel becomes a researcher specializing in crops, our family's children will enjoy better food that enhances their physique and talent." He held her tightly, assuring her he didn't look down on the child.

Thus comforted, the White-robed Cleric's mood improved, and she devoted herself to copying books. Notably, though she had no spellcasting ability, she possessed a skill akin to that of great scholars: she could copy unknown magic scripts—a technique other professionals couldn't learn.

Seeing this, Shaoke had the Cleric copy the fragmented books the Blue-robed Female Mage had treasured and interpreted, which was permitted by her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared.

The monotonous but fulfilling days passed, and soon the site bustled with activity again. Many professionals brought sufficient beasts and materials, and the mages resumed their work—grinding materials, preparing magic powder, purifying beast blood with special methods... These tedious tasks prevented Shaoke from focusing on book study. Yet this suited him, as completing the base quickly would allow them to settle properly. Everyone fell into their own routines. Meanwhile, Shaoke pondered whether to leave or stay.

He didn't share this troubling thought with Mage Roman or the others, keeping it to himself. He wanted to see the completed base's effects and what benefits he'd gain from the alliance before deciding. Of course, if other super alliances continued mistreating his, he would definitely leave.

Shaking his head, he returned to work, now busy alongside others purifying beast blood.