201: Poisoning with Light Magic
Mu Jiu whispered in Han Huohuo's ear: "Master Ouyezi was being hunted down, escaped into our Ten Thousand Mountains to hide from his enemies, and we saved him. Now he's wholeheartedly working for us."
Han Huohuo nodded, then turned and whispered to Mu Jiu: "Raise his treatment to the highest level, and additionally give Master 1,000 gold coins every day."
Mu Jiu was greatly surprised. This was a huge sum; 1,000 gold coins a day, that's 365,000 gold coins a year. All for him alone?
This didn't even include his already extremely high salary.
"Isn't that too high?"
"No, it's not. Top talents deserve top treatment!"
Mu Jiu quickly wrote it down, finding it strange that this normally stingy fellow, when he truly became generous, was excessively lavish.
Mu Jiu mused, logically Gou San also contributed a lot, so why was this guy so stingy with Gou San?
Perhaps it was because Gou San was originally poor and hadn't seen much money, so a little bit would make him happy. But someone like Ouyezi was a dragon among men wherever he went, having seen all sorts of situations, so naturally he couldn't be treated lightly.
Mu Jiu pondered, bosses under heaven were indeed as black as crows, treating people differently based on who they were.
Everyone offered ideas, but they still couldn't think of a way to poison the food without being discovered.
After all, there was no epic-level magic Master, and Ouyezi was a genuine divine craftsman.
Han Huohuo grew a little impatient and mocked: "I support so many of you normally, yet you can't even handle this small matter. Look at Ouyezi, logically, enchanting weapons is the most difficult, but he had no problems at all."
Everyone felt ashamed, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.
The curse magician stood up and bowed, saying: "I have an idea. To poison food without being detected, and to be able to trigger the magic's effect at any time with a spell, dark curses definitely won't work. We need to use light magic. Only light magic won't be discovered."
"Use light magic to cast a curse?"
Han Huohuo was very surprised. Could magic be used this way?
He only knew that curses were dark magic. Could light also curse others? This didn't fit the magic classification, did it?
The magician explained with a smile: "This is the wonderful use of magic. Light magic is essentially harmless, like water. But if you drink too much water, it can also kill you, and it's completely undetectable."
"Then who among you knows light magic?"
"Lord, we are all professional dark magic Masters. If you want us to plague corpses and throw them into enemy cities, we are good at that. But for light magic, have you forgotten the Elves? They are the Masters of light and nature magic!"
Han Huohuo's eyes lit up.
He dismissed the meeting, then specifically went to encourage Ouyezi, and quickly had Jingwei invited over.
Because there was a teleportation gate, Jingwei arrived quickly.
Han Huohuo received Jingwei in the reception hall.
"Recently I have a plan, but the magicians under me are useless. They reminded me that you are the true great magician, so I specifically sought you out."
Jingwei was very reserved. Han Huohuo was not only her Lord, he had also saved the Elves, and Han Huohuo carried a trace of her ancestors' aura.
This made all Elves exceptionally respectful of Han Huohuo.
"I don't deserve such praise, please speak, Lord. If I can accomplish it, I will certainly do my best."
Han Huohuo explained his intention to poison the food. A difficult expression appeared on Jingwei's face. She was a genuine great magician of the light and nature elements, and had never researched using light magic for poisoning.
Han Huohuo patiently coaxed: "Actually, it doesn't require very strong magic. As long as it temporarily incapacitates the enemy, it's not about necessarily poisoning anyone to death. You are a Grandmaster, think about it carefully."
Jingwei pondered for a moment: "If that's the case, then there might be some possibilities. There's a powerful healing magic called Grand Light Restoration. Although the magic is for healing, it has a powerful side effect: after the magic is cast, the body becomes weak and unusually fatigued, requiring immediate sleep for 8 hours to recover."
Han Huohuo's eyes gleamed as he repeatedly said: "Good, this magic is excellent! It harms people invisibly. Can you make this magic lie dormant within the enemy's body, so that it's triggered by a spell? That way, when I need it, as soon as I utter the spell, all the enemies will collapse. This is simply too perfect!"
Han Huohuo was so excited he danced with joy.
Using healing magic to harm people, just thinking about it was exciting. This wasn't surprising for Han Huohuo; persuading prostitutes to reform and causing chaste women to lose their virtue were all things men most enjoyed doing.
Jingwei couldn't quite handle it: "Lord, I and a few of our Elven Arch-magicians will go back and research it together. If the experiment is successful, we will report back to you."
"Alright, then I'm troubling you."
Jingwei received the order, bowed, and withdrew.
Han Huohuo had some ideas, but there were still many variables in the actual implementation, and he felt uncertain. He was restless and called Han Xin over again.
As soon as Han Xin entered the room, he congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations, Lord, this is truly a brilliant scheme! It can be recorded in history!"
Han Huohuo feared Han Xin's praise the most. This old fox was exceptionally insidious. As soon as he praised him, his glorious image would shatter into pieces.
Wouldn't that make them birds of a feather? Poisoning food, if that could enter history, anyone with half a brain would know it wouldn't be a good image.
Han Huohuo decided to explain, so as not to completely ruin his glorious image.
"This is what I'm thinking: this is a good opportunity. Normally, when we sell grain, we don't know where it will be sold, so using magic to poison it would be meaningless.
But this time, what's being purchased is basically military provisions, so it's definitely for soldiers to eat. If used well, we might gain the power to change the battlefield."
Han Xin applauded in agreement, then asked Han Huohuo: "Lord, are you planning to participate in the struggle for supremacy of the Great Qian Empire?"
Han Huohuo shook his head: "I truly have no interest in participating in the struggle for supremacy of the Great Qian Kingdom. I merely promised Mu Jiu to leave a way out for her Old Emperor, but I don't want to openly send a large army to intervene. At most, I'll use some special forces to rescue the Old Emperor. That's why I'm racking my brains to make some preparations first."
Han Xin coughed violently. He had thought Han Huohuo was ambitious and wanted to intervene in the civil war of the Great Qian Kingdom, which was why he was so invested. To realize it was just for a woman, he was immediately greatly disappointed.
These schemes were very clever, clearly grand strategies that could contend for supremacy over the world, yet they were being used by the Lord as a means to coax a girl.
Han Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, unsure of what to say about his own Lord.
Han Huohuo was very sensitive; he immediately sensed Han Xin's disappointment and said with a smile: "Don't look down on me. I don't want to intervene in the civil war of the Great Qian Dynasty, not because I'm timid, but because I believe such a large Empire has too deep a foundation.
Each of the feudal lords, you don't know what trump cards they all have. We should still proceed steadily and not rashly get involved. In this world, it's easy to enter, but very difficult to withdraw. Once you enter the martial world, you will no longer be your own master."
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