The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1296 381: Demon King's Weapon (Part 3)

Ignoring Taufu's earnest declarations, Luo Yan turned his head and instructed the silent figure in the corner of the room.

"Sarah, come out with me tomorrow at noon, and remember to look after this child."

"I'm not a child!" Taufu immediately protested.

Sarah, standing by the bookshelf, moved slightly, like a cat gracefully blending into the shadows, nodded respectfully to the Demon King, completely ignoring the protesting young dragon.

"As you command, Your Highness."

...

The next noon, the blizzard that had lasted all night paused slightly, and the long-missed warm sunshine pierced through the clouds, coating the snow fields perennially covered in snow with a sacred golden hue.

Luo Yan remembered when he first came here, it was the coldest season of the year, and in the blink of an eye, spring would arrive.

Although for the Northern Wilderness, spring does not mean the melting of ice and snow, it can at least reveal some of the beauty of the wilderness from beneath the snow.

At midday, Luo Yan took Sarah and Taufu out of the dormitory tower, and set out on time to Artisan Street near the Tower of Great Sage.

Sarah still wore her leather armor suited for movement, wrapped in a fur-lined cloak, holding the restless young dragon twisting in her arms.

She followed Luo Yan by half a step, like a silent shadow, isolated from the surrounding crowded people, while vigilantly watching the dangers beneath the shadows.

Today's street was far busier than usual, almost bustling with activity. Young apprentices in various sect robes gathered in groups along both sides of the street, making the already not spacious road even more crowded.

Luo Yan noticed that today Sarah was unusually serious.

It was evident that even after so long, this cat was still brooding over her previous mistake in the Holy City.

However, Luo Yan felt she didn't need to be so tense; there was probably no safer place on the Aus Continent than the Academic State.

This was the realm of the Master Mages, after all.

To ease her, he casually joked.

"What's wrong, Sarah, you seem very surprised?"

"Yes, Your Highness..." Sarah's voice carried a hint of hesitation, she said softly, "Why are there so many apprentices on this street?"

She remembered there usually weren't this many people.

"In a few days, it will be the Academic State's annual 'All Souls Festival'," Luo Yan chuckled, speaking in a casual tone, "Traditionally, the Tower of Great Sage hosts a grand 'Maze Trial' for the apprentices. These young fellows must be here to purchase equipment."

He had quite a few apprentices in his laboratory preparing for the event, such as Hard and Bell, who were researching "Thermobaric Flame Bombs." He encouraged them to design their own equipment and let the Magic Science Laboratory shine during the Maze Trial.

If funds were insufficient, he could provide "sponsorship."

As for Ophelia, she also wanted to showcase her talents, but her gift remained undeveloped in casting and meditation, temporarily rendering her a novice.

The Academic State's masters certainly wouldn't let the Castellion family's little ancestor undertake something this dangerous.

Although it wasn't a true maze, with neither Demon King nor demons, it didn't mean there was no danger at all.

"I see..." Sarah nodded in realization, looking around with rare curiosity.

The young dragon in her arms was the same, the golden vertical pupils roving restlessly, eyeing everything around with keen interest.

However, her curiosity was more about the superiority of higher civilizations confronting inferior primitive people than the novelty itself.

When passing a magic potion shop, her gaze quickly fell on the bubbling green soup behind the window.

Seeing the wrinkled old witch toss an entire toad into the cauldron, she made a gagging face, and in Dragon Language, she taunted.

"...Unbelievable, they actually toss a whole toad, intestines, feces and all, into the pot to brew, instead of analyzing effective components for purification—Alchemy or making biochemical weapons?"

Before Luo Yan could respond, her gaze was drawn to a stall in front of the alchemy shop.

The vendor was vigorously promoting a talisman stone capable of short-distance communication, seemingly for long-distance communication in the maze.

Objectively speaking, this gadget was quite useful; the Imperial front lines had it equipped, albeit not extensively.

But for Taufu, it's clearly a gimmick unworthy of serious consideration.

"Tsk tsk, point-to-point single-channel audio transmission, and this thing is sold as a commodity... If I had more friends, wouldn't I have to stuff my pants with stones to stay in touch?"

Listening to her ceaseless criticism made Luo Yan amused.

He turned his head, looking at the arrogant little one, and posed an interesting question in a casual tone.

"Do you think when something is invented, it firstly meets the needs of the inventor or the user?"

She hadn't expected the Demon King to direct such a question at her, but such a silly question was never going to stump Master Taufu from the Zeta Empire.

She answered almost without hesitation.

"Does that even need to be asked? Of course, the user! Otherwise, why? Tools are created to solve problems!"

Luo Yan's smile grew wider.