Edward could effortlessly deal with the curse; after all, he had mastered the Rule of Curse. However, he did not want to reveal all his capabilities to the council easily. Furthermore, G-334 seemed to be one of his variants who inherited great luck, so he wanted to make friends with the latter.
If he easily solved his problem, the latter might not feel as indebted to him. So, he needed to put on a show that he exerted great effort before solving his problem.
Edward told him to wait and disappeared. A few hours later, he returned with a slightly pale complexion while holding a potion bottle with a dream or ethereal-like white substance.
"Give me the soul," he said before taking the orb from G-334's hand. He swirled the bottle before the orb; black lights rushed out from the orb into the potion. In a few seconds, the soul became clearer while the white liquid became darker.
"This inheritance is better worth it. I had to use my secret stash for this potion," muttered Edward under his breath, thinking only "he" could hear what he was saying.
Half an hour later, the potion battle became the embodiment of darkness, while the soul in the orb was white than snow in winter in northern countries.
'This curse is indeed interesting.' He could tell the curse had reached the limit of Soul Curses, almost reaching the level of affecting the Soul Flame. So, he shamelessly put it inside his dimension space. Poor G-334 was too excited even to notice such a thing.
He looked at the clear and bright soul with a large grin on his face. He would have made a scene to show his joy if he were not in public.
"You have my most sincere gratitude," said G-334 with utmost sincerity.
"No need to be so exaggerated; it's only an exchange."
"To you, this may be so. But to me, you saved the love of my life," replied G-334 before handing the cube to Edward.
"In that case, why don't we have another exchange," said Edward.
"Oh, what do you have in mind?"
"Tell me where you got that cube, and I will instantly revive the soul."
"Instantly?"
"Yes, with one spell."
G-334 was tempted. If he wanted to revive her, he would have to nourish her soul for a while before using the genetic information he already stored to clone her body. Then, he has to place the soul back into the body, ensuring nothing happens in the process.
The entire resurrection process will take a lot of time, effort, and resources. If he could shorten the time, the chances that something goes wrong will also decrease. Furthermore, it has been so long since he last saw her, so he did not want to wait.
However, the information the president asked for was also very important. G-334 did not hesitate to give the cube because he knew he could go to other timelines to search for another version. But now…
"I can promise not to reveal the information and even sign a contract."
"In that case, I agree. But does your spell have any negative consequences?"
"Nope."
G-334 hesitated momentarily before handing him the orb. The soul separated from the orb before a very complicated magic circle appeared around it.
The fading white soul became luminous in a matter of seconds like it was a mini sun. Then, flesh, bones, organs, and skin materialized around as a new body appeared, along with a wizard robe.
A beautiful woman in a black robe appeared before them. A few seconds later, her eyelashes trembled before opening her eyes. She looked around, confused, before glancing at G-334.
"Edward? Is that you?"
"Hermione," said G-334 before rushing to embrace her; he did not care his variant was next to him as tears began to fall from his eyes.
"I'm not dead?" she asked in confusion.
"No, you're not, and I promise you will never be."
Hermione was still confused but did not get to the bottom of it. What truly matters now is that she reunited with him.
"Excuse me," coughed Edward slightly.
"Oh, sorry, president," said G-334 before giving Edward a star chart.
"Another you? What's going on?" asked Hermione.
"I'll explain later," said G-334. Edward took the map and did a brief divination to determine whether it was true. After receiving a positive answer, he nodded in satisfaction.
"G-334, don't forget to have her sign the contract," reminded Edward.
"I will." He knew the council's rules and did not dare break them.
"Our exchange was pleasant. If you want to do it again, you can contact me."
Edward left and returned to his room. His original plan was to upgrade the citadel's magical defenses since he felt C-137 did a subpar job. However, his attention was now drawn to this cube.
His eyes turned purple as he tried to peep into the essence of this magical artifact. For a brief moment, he saw a rune before disappearing. Then, no matter what he did–even using his Law–he could not see anything anymore. Even his memory of the rune he briefly saw seemed to be gone.
"Anti-theft technology? And it seems very advanced," muttered Edward as he remembered encountering a similar situation when trying to reverse engineer the artifact he borrowed from the Akashic Record.
So, he took the necessary safety protocol before instilling his mana into the cube. Nothing unexpected occurred. Edward saw a projection of a rune, along with a message in his mind.
"I only need to master this rune to unlock the first level of this inheritance?" he muttered. "No wonder G-334 could not open it."
The rune before him was a Primordial Rune. Upon closer observation, he analyzed this rune as more basic than the ones he learned from Guzznad's artifact, but it was still a Primordial Rune.
"It will take me some time to master this rune, so let's wait until I return home," said Edward as he controlled his excitement. He continued his presidential duties while also renovating the citadel's systems–including defense. In the process, he also waited to see if some people would trade with him.
A few did, but what they wanted to exchange did not catch his attention, or they asked for too much. Finally, on the seventh day after the meeting ended, Edward prepared to leave.
His last task was to leave a way for the council to contact him in case of an emergency. Edward wanted to leave a clone to supervise things but felt it was not the right time to do so.
"Done," said Edward, stretching his upper body.
"Master, we have news," said Morgana, who suddenly appeared.
"What news?" His eyes lit up, "The Savant Race?"
"Yes."
"Contact the individual."
A screen appeared before him, and Edward frowned; the person who wanted to exchange was none other than L-123.
"You have something related to the Savant Race?" asked Edward directly.
"That's correct," replied L-123 as he took out a token. "I went to check, but one of my followers once sacrificed this token to me. According to him, it involved something called the Astral Library and the Savant Race."
After receiving the token, L-123 searched for this library since it could contain knowledge. However, his attempt failed, so he gave up, even forgetting he had this thing.
"What do you want to exchange?"
"Your research on Divinity."
"That's too much just for a token related to a rumor."
L-123 frowned as he knew G-003 was correct. There is no guarantee that this token is valuable.
"If it's true, I'm sure you would benefit immensely."
Edward ignored this bastard's poor attempt at bargaining. "My offer is an enchantment that can purify faith. As long as you use it in accord with your Divine Flame, the problem of Faith Corruption should be alleviated."
L-123 frowned. This was far from the result he wanted.
"Take it or leave it," said Edward, appearing extremely calm.
"Fine," relented L-123. He recently realized how much faith had influenced his soul. For example, none of his variants would so easily give up finding a library that was full of knowledge. Yet, he would have forgotten he had this token if not for the council's meeting. So, he wanted to deal with this problem as soon as possible.
"Glad to do business with you," said Edward before handing the communication.
"Which version do you want to give him?"
"The prototype. Plus, convert it into Wandcraft Magic." He still did not want his Arcane Rune System to leak.
"As you wish."
Morgana sent the information, and L-123 did not dare keep his promise. So, in a few minutes, Edward held a bronze token in his hand with a smile.
He looked at the token, observing every detail. It was a simple token made of an unknown material with two characters engraved on the front. There was no sign of enchantment; however, the density of this material was extremely high.
Edward used a divination spell to translate the unknown character, and the result was simple: Astral Library.
"Finally found a clue," muttered Edward as he used a Multidimensional Communication Spell, contacting Luna back home.
"How is the Council?" asked Luna as a hologram of her face appeared before Edward.
"As expected, but that's not why I contacted you. I found a clue to the Savant Race, and I need you to use Netheril and divine any information you can from this token."
"Really? Send it to me immediately."
Edward opened a small portal and sent her the token. Then, he waited for the result. The process lasted over half an hour, and Edward waited silently.
Then, Luna contacted him.
"How is it?"
"Some positive news," she replied. "I found a connection from the token to another plan. However, the connection is too weak and requires much time before I can find the final destination."
"I see."
"I contacted Hermione and asked her if she could find news about the Astral Library in the Abyss, so now, we can only wait."
"Can you find the token in our timeline?" asked Edward, and Luna immediately knew what he meant.
"Yes, if I can find multiple tokens across different timelines, I will have a better medium for divination," muttered Luna. "Give me a moment."
Edward nodded. He had this idea after seeing the Magus Race Inheritance from his variant. He wanted to know whether these inheritances were different across different timelines.
A few minutes later, "I found it. It's in a galaxy not far from us."
"It should be no problem to sneak in and get without the knowledge of these Gods." Many Gods were still outside the Milky Way, isolating the galaxy. As such, the Empire must always be on its guard if it wants to navigate the universe.
"Give me an hour or two, and I will make a radar for the token. You can go to other timelines, and it will point out the location."
"No, I have something else to do before returning. Pick a team from the Time Auror and send them," said Edward.
"Is something wrong?"
"A few days ago, I received news from the Time Aurors that the agent I sent to Charles' timeline is missing."
"Charles? Charles Wentworth? The guy that also reincarnated from Primordial Earth?"
"Yes," nodded Edward.
"Do you think he noticed the agent and did something to him?"
"It's unlikely, considering he was a Tier 8 Arcanist, but I can't say for sure."
Edward knew reincarnators like him could not be seen in the normal eye. As such, he decided to check it himself to ensure no problem arose.
"Well, be careful."
Edward concluded his affairs in the council. He acquired a few more Magical Languages in the past few days, planning to fuse them with his Arcane Rune System. Although his main focus will soon be Primordial Runes, he will not abandon his own magical language. There were a few magical theories, potion formulas, and technologies that garnered his interest, so he exchanged them with people.
Finally, he entered his ship and left with C-137, who would soon become one of his experimental subjects. Of course, he won't kill him since he is the link to control the Law Enforcement Department of the Council.
As soon as Edward left the timeline of the Council, he activated his Curse Rule and removed the curse on his body from the contract.
"Much better," he exhaled. As for the other restraints, he needs to return home to deal with them.
Soon, he reached the timeline he sent Charles to. Edward's ship was in invisible mode and appeared on the moon.
'Oh, he already colonized the moon and established a base?'
Although it was only a few constructions, Edward did not expect Charles' pace to be so fast. He checked the other planets and did not see constructions or lives.
Edward directly teleported to London. He immediately saw the city had changed. There were countless wizards flying using different apparatus and a few Muggles looking at these people with awe and envy.
On the street's corner, a distracted muggle accidentally hit a wizard. Then, a look of horror appeared on his face as he apologized profusely. Although it was dark, Edward could see the latter's body trembling uncontrollably.
The wizard stared at him intensely before snorting coldly and spitting on the latter's shoes.
Edward flew to a secret street where wizards gathered, similar to Diagon Alley. The first thing he saw was a shady transaction in a dark alley not far from him.
Two wizards stood opposite a third one with a large chariot behind him. The two wizards together are composed of a middle-aged man and a young wizard. Edward heard someone call him Edison.
"Have you counted the money?" said Edison.
"Yes, the cargo is yours," said a wizard with crooked teeth and a few puces on his face. Then, he Apparated away.
"This is a bad idea," said a young wizard next to Edison. "Buying and experimenting on muggles is illegal."
"The Magic Council cannot control us if they don't find out," said Edison.
"But…"
"Don't you want our research to succeed? If we don't, we will lose our grant and become a joke amongst our peers."
The young wizard was silent.
"Think about the benefit once we succeed. We will finally gather enough points to enter the Magic Emperor's Library."
A look of longing flashed in the young wizard's eyes as he heard the word library. This is something that all wizards wish for–a place that holds all the world's knowledge. And in the current time where knowledge equals power, this is a temptation that no wizard can resist.
So, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine."
The two then took out their wands and cast a spell to place the 'cargo' into a bag before teleporting away. Edward watched everything calmly before checking out other areas of this place.
Finally, he decided to check out the Time Auror's secret base. According to mission protocol, the agent must establish a temporary moveable base for such a long-term mission to ensure the person who replaces him has the necessary information.
Edward used the secret tracking method of the Empire to find the base, which was located somewhere in Peru. Once he found the pocket dimension in which it was located, he checked to see if there were any intrusions, but he did not find anything.
He used the correct method to enter the base in order not to activate the self-destruct protocol.
After entering, there was nothing inside besides a normal room with a bed, a small library, a kitchen, and a dining room.
Edward cast a spell, and the room suddenly changed. Countless runes appeared before condensing into what appeared to be a seed. He knew it was a file of all of Charles' activity since he entered this timeline, so Edward read it.
He hoped nothing happened to the agent.
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