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Chapter 531: Uninvited Guest

Edward left the secret base, heading directly to the palace located in France. He wondered why Charles chose that location. Maybe he was French back on Earth before his reincarnation.

On his way, he took a deeper look at this Magic Empire. The magic system they used was vastly different from his Empire. To reach Tier 1, the practice method is used by all wizards to break the first limiter.

Afterward, they will use a Mana Potion created by Charles after studying the Philosopher's Stone. With the vast quantity of mana rushing through the wizard's veins, they can break the second limiter and reach Tier 2.

As for Tier 3? The only solution currently available was to infuse a new bloodline. After many years of study and effort, the Magic Empire has successfully created a potion with a 70% success rate.

The path to Tier 4 is extremely arduous in this place. Charles has no way to compress magic into liquid. After all, Edward had to use knowledge from other universes before creating that system. As such, Charles did what he was good at–infusing bloodline.

After a bloodline infusion, a wizard will experience an instant rapid mana growth. Furthermore, the rate at which their bodies produce mana will also increase, allowing them to reach a higher Tier. Sadly, the second bloodline mana has a survival rate of 30%, limiting the Magic Empire's Tier 4 Wizards.

Currently, only Charles has reached Tier 5, and most of the Tier 4 Individuals are from the Royal Family. Edward could guess how they were trained. Whenever someone fails to fuse a bloodline, Charles will take their experience and travel 24 hours to the past and try again.

Magic Empire, Palace:

Charles sat on a desk with countless papers before him, reviewing them individually. Although the Magic Empire had a computer, he loved the feel of paper, so he often used it instead.

Someone knocked on the door, but he did not answer, lost in the work before him.

"Honey, honey…honey."

"Huh?" muttered Charles as he saw the beautiful woman beside him.

"Lily, what is it? Is there an emergency?"

"No, it's dinner time," she replied with a smile.

"Already?" Charles finally noticed the passage of time. He looked at all the work he still had and wanted to refuse. However, he remembered he promised his family to spend more time with them.

"Good."

He waved his hand, and all the papers disappeared as if they never existed. Then, he followed her to the dining area. As he opened the door, he was welcomed with a cacophony of sounds, most of which were laughter, chatting, and yelling.

He watched the people sitting at the rectangular table: Hermione, Fleur, Luna, Ginny, Cho Chang, Bellatrix, Narcissa, and Tonks. Among them, a few had children with them.

Charles smiled after seeing his accomplishment. He sat at the main seat, and his youngest daughter immediately came to sit on his lap. She was only five years old and could be described as extremely cute.

"Phoebe, what did I tell you about royal etiquette?" reprimanded Ginny, unhappy by her daughter's actions. The little girl made a sad face but was quickly reassured as her father caressed her head.

"Don't worry about such a thing," said Charles, who did not mind.

"You can't spoil her."

"She's my daughter. If I don't spoil her, who will I spoil? Who is Daddy's little girl?"

"I am," replied Phoebe, yelling out loud.

"Yes, and don't forget–even after you get married."

"Don't worry, Daddy, I won't ever get married. I will still be with you forever."

"That would be even better," said Charles with a smile. Then, he frowned after noticing something:

"Where is Harry?"

"He's…in his lab," said Lily with a deep sigh, deepening Charles' frown.

'I knew I should have killed that bastard Sirius.'

He practically raised Harry, being his lovable and supporting uncle until he became the latter's stepdad. However, someone in his late teens, Sirius Black, spews some nonsense to the kid, giving him a deep and uncharacteristic attachment to his father.

Afterward, he even became obsessed with reviving his father, so he's been diving into that kind of magic. Charles cannot do anything to Harry since his family might crumble apart if even whispers of this got out. So, he had to resort to his backup plan–give Lily all his love and attention, so in the unlikely case James is revived, she won't return to him.

Of course, he will do everything possible to prevent him from returning. He had already prepared. He will summon the latter's soul from the afterlife using the deathly hallows and destroy it. In the future, even if Harry's research is successful, he can use the excuse that Voldemort's Killing Curse might have destroyed James' soul.

"Make sure he is okay," said Charles before beginning the dinner, not minding the kid's rude behavior. Everyone ate while chatting, and Charles took time to feed his youngest.

"Dear, are you okay?" asked Hermione. "You seem more stressed than usual."

"Things are not going well," he replied.

"How come?"

"As I told you, we have reached a plateau. If we want fast development, we need access to the knowledge of another magical civilization," explained Charles. "However, all my attempts have not been successful.

"I haven't found any relics of ancient magical civilizations. My experiment to open a Space-Time Gate to another dimension was a catastrophic failure, and the Spaceship I have been trying to build to navigate the galaxy can barely be countered as a prototype."

"I think we are developing very fast; we only need some time," commented Narcissa.

"No, compared to the Arcane Empire, our speed is slower than a snail," counted Charles.

"Love, you don't have to compare to whatever Arcane Empire," reminded Fleur.

"No, since he can do it, I can also do it, and even better."

No one said anything besides secretly sighing; they no longer mentioned the subject.

Charles saw their reaction and smiled wryly; he opened his mouth to apologize:

"I didn't expect you to hold me in such high value."

"Who is so audacious?" yelled Bellatrix with craziness in her eyes. Everyone became alert as they watched the young man suddenly enter the palace.

"It's you," said Charles with an ugly expression.

"Yes, it's me."

Charles looked at Edward with complicated eyes; he cast a spell to calm down his rampaging mind, but his beating heart betrayed his displayed calmness.

"I have had countless nightmares of this day. I thought I was prepared, but it seems not," said Charles.

Edward did not answer him but looked at this family dinner. It was a weird sensation to see his "wives," but they did not recognize him; they even looked at him with wariness, disgust, and a desire to kill.

"You're here for me; they have nothing to do with this," said Charles. "I'm asking you, as a fellow traveler, to spare them."

Edward looked at him, "The agent sent to monitor disappeared. Do you know anything about this?"

"I don't."

"You should know this answer is not enough to satisfy me."

"I suspected you sent someone to spy on me, but I could never find their existence. So, I really don't know what you're talking about."

Edward frowned as he realized Charles might be telling the truth.

"Honey," muttered Lily as she touched Charles's hand.

"It's pointless," he said as he understood her implication. He knew his ability was useless in front of this man. A great horror enveloped Charles' family as they realized the severity of the situation. Their husband's greatest reliance was his Time Talent. But if even that was useless, then the situation was truly dire.

"Did anything happen recently? Anything abnormal?" asked Edward.

Charles hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yes. A few days ago, I tried to open a Space-Time Gate to another dimension, and things went terribly wrong. The spatial-temporal energy I controlled was rampaging and spreading; according to my calculations, the entire solar system would have been wiped out."

He paused as if to recollect his memory.

"I felt a great sense of dread overcoming me; it was like an intuition of death. However, the odd thing is this intuition did not originate from the maelstrom of chaotic time energy."

"Oh, where did it originate from?"

"I don't know exactly. All I know is I felt I was in grave danger but could not pinpoint the source of the danger. So, I immediately activated my ability and returned to the previous day."


Chapter 532: Desired Secrets

Edward understood Charles' situation after a quick analysis. One of the bloodlines he fused with was the Thunderbird, which had the ability to predict danger. However, this was insufficient information to know what happened to his agent.

Without hesitation, he activated one of the rings on his finger. An illusory image manifested behind him.

"A floating city," yelled Phoebe, who quickly covered her mouth as she realized the situation. However, she could not help it. His father would tell her stories of floating cities, the ultimate creation of advanced civilizations capable of killing Gods.

Her father promised her he would build a floating city one day, including one for her. But now, she saw a floating city behind this man that her family seemed scared of.

Charles did not know how to feel. As a person from Earth, he knew better than anyone what the Floating City represented; it was the dream of all Mages, the pinnacle of magical civilizations. He dreamt of building one, but he knew his Magic Empire was far from this stage.

He had long suspected the Arcane Empire had a floating city. However, his memories regarding the matter were probably deleted after signing the contract, so he could only guess,

But now, he finally had confirmation.

Edward ignored these people's reaction. Traveling through the Multiverse was dangerous, so he created ways for him to use the power of [Netheril] even if it was not with him.

As such, with this projection, he had no trouble fighting any Tier 10 threats for a short duration.

After accessing the city's power, Edward mobilized his [Space-Time Rule] and cast a spell with Charles as a medium. Then, a screen appeared, showing the events of a few days ago.

He saw how Charles' experiment failed, but that was not his main focus. Soon after the later turned-back time, two invisible people appeared around Charles.

The real Charles had an ugly expression because he never detected any of these people; in other words, they could have easily killed him, and he would not even know how he died.

Edward focused on these two people; they looked humanoid, one woman and a man. Their bodies appeared illusory, making them look like ghosts. However, Edward's intuition told him they were not ghosts.

"The Time Anomaly we sensed is from this timeline, but I don't see any criminal," said the woman, and the man nodded his head. "This person has a talent for time magic, but he's not the criminal."

"So, what should we do?" asked the woman. The man did not immediately answer but asked: "Do you feel like someone is watching us?"

"Huh, now that you mention it, I do feel a looming sight."

Edward immediately frowned and adjusted his spell and rules.

"It's gone," said the man.

"Are you sure?" Her senses were not as sharp as her partners, so she only had a vague feeling.

"Yes."

"What to do? Do you want to search for the source?"

"No, let's focus on our main job," he replied. "I detect another person with high-level time magic talent. Furthermore, the residual energy on him indicated he had just traveled 24 hours to the past."

The two disappeared, and someone else arrived. Edward immediately recognized the place–the agent's hideout.

"It seems it's not him," said the woman. "He has no marking of a criminal."

"It doesn't matter," said the woman. "The residual energy on him is enough to convict him of a crime."

"Is this okay?" She knew this man probably was accidentally involved in an accident related to time, but it did not mean he was a criminal.

"We cannot return without any success, so it's fine for him to take the blame."

The two appeared before the agent.

"Who are you?"

"We are the Time Keepers. According to the rules established by the Time Guardians, you have broken the rules of time by participating in dangerous experiments that negatively affect the space-time continuum.

"Please do not resist."

The agent frowned before immediately mobilizing his mana, trying to resist. Alas, it was futile. The female Time Keeper was the weakest, but she was still Tier 9. Meanwhile, the man had reached Tier 10. Meanwhile, the agent was only Tier 7, capable of using Tier 8 Spell with his Arcane Spark.

So, with a wave of her hand, a prison made of time energy imprisoned him. The agent looked at these two. Then, his eyes turned white as he passed out.

"What happened to him?" asked the woman as she checked on the agent.

"He wiped out his memory," said the man, giving her the answer before she finished checking.

"Why?"

"It's because he has a secret he wants to take to the grave," said the man. "I have seen this kind of thing many times. Usually, these types of people belong to a powerful force who has trained them to be absolutely loyal."

"Can we recreate his memories?"

The man checked the agent's soul before shaking his head, "No, he wiped out clean, and the magic he used is not simple."

He looked at the room to check for any more information. However, he discovered this person had also wiped out all his traces from this place. Even if he used Time Spells to recreate the latter's past, he could not find anything.

"The situation might be more serious than we thought," he muttered before checking the planet again; he wondered why such a secretive and capable organization would send someone to such a desolate place.

However, besides a severely weakened Death God that is imprisoned, there was nothing special about this place.

"Let's go and report to our superiors," said the man before taking the agent away.

Edward ended his spell as fury flashed in his eyes.

"Time Guardians, our conflict just got personal."

He did not know the fate of his agent, but he knew it would not be anything good. Since the person was his agent, his citizen, no one could hurt him without paying the price. So, whoever or whatever these Time Guardians were, he would make them pay the price.

Edward exhaled to calm down, analyzing the situation. He had a major doubt:

'Why did these Time Keepers not take the Elder Gods's Divine Spark? Charles was experimenting with the Time Divine Spark, so they should be aware of its existence and be interested. But based on their actions, they seemed not to detect their presence.

'The only explanation I can think of is they do not care for the Divine Spark, or someone protected these things as they did not want the Guardians to get their hands on them, most likely Cronai.'

Edward felt the first theory was more likely. If these guys were in charge of safekeeping the Multiverse, they should have gotten their hands on a few Divine Sparks by now, so these things might not be of great value to them.

'Forget this for now,' thought Edward as he focused on Charles.

"You need to come with me."

"Why?" asked Charles, his body trembling. Although he expected this, he still had a faint hope in his heart.

"I have offended the Time Guardians and become one of their criminals," said Edward, telling him the truth. "I'm trying to find a way to deal with them, and you might be the answer."

"What does it have to do with our husband?" asked Bellatrix angrily.

"His experiment also broke the rules, and he should have been a criminal. Yet, the Time Keepers did not detect him. You should understand why."

"Because I'm a Time Lord," replied Charles, one of the few things he still remembered from the Empire; he remembered the old man who told him of his status while being imprisoned at an experimental table.

"That's right."

"The Empire should have other Time Lords; you can use them."

"As a fellow traveler, you should understand we are all unique. So, you must come with me," said Edward, making Charles clench his hand.

Swish!

Phoebe got out of her father's lap and rushed toward Edward. Charles was too late to react, and no one expected this to happen, so she soon reached him, held onto his robe, and said:

"Uncle, don't take my daddy away."

Everyone's face in the room was pale, but Edward ignored him; he lowered himself to her level and caressed her head.

"Don't worry, your daddy will only help me with something. Once he finishes, he will come back."

"Really?"

"Really."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

Edward looked at Charles, "I'll give you time to leave a clone to tend to your Empire."

"Are you really not going to kill me?"

"Since I gave her my words, I won't go back. But don't expect to come out of the experience intact."

Charles felt relieved. Although he expects to lose many memories once the experience ends, it might be better not to remember what happens.


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