The Wizarding Age

After distributing most of the top resources in one go, Grimm could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Taking this opportunity, he also planned to settle down a little.

The growth of the Crimson Family takes time, and his growth also takes time

And time is always on his side!

So, Grimm, who hid back in the Flame Throne, disappeared from everyone's sight again. And this time, the settlement lasted for a long eighty years

The Flame Throne, the fifth floor.

After the expansion of various witchcraft means, the internal space of the Flame Throne, which was originally just a small witch tower, has undergone a significant improvement.

If the Flame Throne is regarded as the development base of the Crimson Family, then it is too small to accommodate the growing family wizard team. But if it is sealed into a closed space for Grimm to use alone, then its internal space is empty enough to make people feel daunted.

In the huge fifth floor of tens of thousands of square meters, except for a dozen magic machines responsible for vigilance and cleaning, only Grimm and the Shadow Demon can appear here. Even Mary, who had extremely high authority, would only visit once every three or five days, and her activities were mostly concentrated in Grimm's residence on the 4th floor of the Witch Tower.

As for Alice, who also had extremely high authority, she never set foot on the Flame Throne, and was busy cultivating and strengthening the Witch of Destiny in the Tower of Destiny all day long. Even if Grimm wanted to talk to Alice about some personal matters, he could only condescend to run to the Tower of Destiny to find her.

One morning, the door of the residence suddenly opened.

Grimm moved his sore waist, kneaded his faintly trembling legs, and moved out of the open steel door with a tired face.

Behind him, the originally luxurious and beautiful bedroom was in a mess.

The exquisite big bed made of purple pear wood had become a ruin, and the shape and outline of the bed could no longer be seen. The whole bedroom seemed as if a terrible typhoon had passed through, with broken decorative fragments and scattered home furnishings everywhere.

And in this ruin, Mary's dazzling white body was exposed. Even though she was still asleep, her incredibly soft curves, her cheeks with a soul-stirring blush, and her white and smooth skin shining with crystal luster still had endless charm.

The battle last night was too intense, and both sides did not restrain their strength, which led to every lovemaking between him and Mary being no less than a fierce physical fight.

In the midst of passion, the excess power dissipated, and how could these ordinary home furnishings withstand the brute force of two level 4 wizards!

After advancing to level 4, Grimm's basic physique was maintained at around 30 points, and it was so difficult to go further. If it weren't for the alien mushrooms brought back from the Spirit Realm that increased his physique by two points, I'm afraid he would still be hovering around 28 points now!

After Mary advanced to level 4, her physique improved very quickly, and now there are as many as 24 points.

In the eyes of ordinary people, 24-point physique is a great physique that only those legendary powerful demons or monsters can possess.

It is the rapid growth of physique that makes the battle between the two sides long and difficult.

In the end, after 17 hours and 36 minutes of long fighting and hand-to-hand combat, Grimm finally won the battle with his slightly higher physique and male technical advantages!

However, when he walked out of his residence, his steps were a little staggering, and even his waist could not be straightened.

Dragging his sore muscles that were still protesting, Grimm walked through a corridor and came to a bright hall with brilliant lights. Here, on the bright and clean floor, a huge long table was placed in the center of the hall, and it was filled with all kinds of food and drinks.

At one end of the long table was only a strange high-backed stone chair, and four beautiful girls with graceful and slender figures were waiting there quietly on both sides of the table. Their skin is dark and shiny, and their soft and slender limbs seem weak, but they are imbued with explosive and terrible power.

Only through the sparse clothes, you can vaguely see the traces of witchcraft marks on their bodies.

They are also a member of the vast elf race, a strange branch of the high elves, called the night elves.

Grimm's tall and strong body is only wrapped in a thin soft robe, with a long tail dragging on the ground. He is barefoot, with waist-length dark red hair scattered behind him, and the whole person is full of a proud and unrestrained temperament.

Seeing Grimm coming, several night elf girls who have been waiting at the dining table hurriedly pulled open the heavy stone chair, and after serving him to sit down, they flexibly brought a plate of delicious food to him.

The night elf girl who can serve Grimm here closely has at least the strength of the second level, and is at least a well-known elf strongman outside. But here, they can only play the role of weak maids, serving their only master with all their heart and soul.

Since they were sold into the Witch Tower, they have become lifelong prisoners of this huge prison.

The secrets in the tower, the wizard's personal habits, and the defense mechanism of the Witch Tower are all secrets that cannot be revealed. These alien slaves belonging to the Witch Tower cannot leave here until they really die.

The reason for buying such a group of alien slaves is, on the one hand, to look good, and on the other hand, to take care of their daily lives.

As a high-level wizard, Grimm spent most of his energy on the witchcraft laboratory, alchemy laboratory, and the artifacts sealed in the alien space. Naturally, he had no time to take care of his daily life, meals, and grooming.

And all of these were naturally done by the alien maids in front of him!

After all, Grimm was a 4th-level wizard. His every move and every breath carried an indescribable powerful elemental tide. And the places where he stayed and passed by retained terrible elemental energy radiation.

Ordinary human maids would die painfully due to excessive elemental energy radiation if they stayed in such an environment for a little longer. Only these maids with some extraordinary abilities could survive longer.

Therefore, most of the private wizard towers of high-level wizards would regularly purchase or abduct a group of high-quality alien female slaves to serve as some kind of consumables.

In contrast, Grimm equipped them with some fire-resistant amulets, and used the energy of the witch tower to create a living environment similar to their hometown in the female slave living area on the second floor.

These good deeds can be regarded as precious!

Grimm sat on the stone chair, and quickly picked up the pieces of fire dragon ribs that had been cut into his mouth with the knife and fork in his hand, and then swallowed them after a squeaky chew.

Although the maids prepared a lot of food for Grimm, and there were many varieties, he still only liked this kind of original fire dragon ribs that had not been processed by multiple complicated cooking processes. Dragon meat, dragon tendons, dragon bones, dragon marrow, etc. are either extremely tough or soaked with unimaginable fire elements.

If Grimm, who was eating the fire dragon ribs, was replaced by any outsider, he would painfully discover that the dragon meat was so tough that it was comparable to those enchanted cowhide soft armor. Putting such dragon meat in his mouth and biting it, he could not tear off a small piece of meat even if he grinded his teeth.

The dragon tendons entangled in the dragon meat were even more despairing. If the teeth had a slightly weaker bite force, they could not be bitten through at all.

As for the fire dragon ribs wrapped in the dragon meat, there was no way to damage them without a sharp spell of level 2 or above.

Only high-level wizards like Grimm, who had a strong physique and terrible power, plus appropriate witchcraft assistance, could bite and swallow these fire dragon ribs so easily.

As for other foods, although the taste might be more delicate and delicious than the fire dragon ribs, the energy breath immersed in them was far different. After a hard time, Grimm wanted to replenish the energy loss in his body by eating, but he might not be able to fill his stomach without eating hundreds of kilograms of ordinary food.

At their level, the primitive and inherent eating and digestive systems of humans seemed so inefficient and troublesome. Eating normally according to human habits is far less simple and efficient than swallowing energy crystals directly!

However, in order to maintain the thin connection between humans and wizards, maintaining human form and some appropriate human etiquette is still something that high-level wizards must do.

While Grimm gritted his teeth and tried his best to deal with those fire dragon ribs, a slender and graceful night elf maid stood calmly beside the table and reported to him the supply situation inside the tower in a clear and soft voice.

"There are only 5 tons of dragon ribs left. I have informed Lord Gargamel to find a way to capture another level 3 dragon in the Lance plane."

"There are less than three sets of furniture sealed in the tower. I would like to ask your opinion whether all the furnishings in your residence should be replaced with obsidian in the future, otherwise the frequency of damage will be too high."

"Lady Meryl recently sent a deep succubus, who is only more than 300 years old, equivalent to a 7-year-old human girl. She is waiting for you in the lower level of the tower. Do you want to appreciate it sometime?"

Grimm had a mouthful of dragon meat, and his cheeks were a little sore from biting and chewing. He listened to the report of the female attendant in a disjointed manner.

Finally, he swallowed the dragon meat in his mouth with difficulty, picked up the wine on the table and drank a large glass of it, and then patted his chest to let it go.

"I have seen abyssal creatures like succubus during my apprenticeship. They are rare beauties. So, where did Meryl buy it from?"

"I heard from Lady Meryl that this abyssal succubus came from the Iron City outside the domain. She has always wanted to see you. It seems that she came here for some special purpose!"

Outside the domain abyss

Grimm was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help frowning and thinking.