Maureen felt relieved.
With this thing, he returned to the Dark Forest and finally felt a little more confident.
This oval-shaped thing was what Mo Linxin came up with after he obtained the alchemy knowledge from the secret realm and combined it with an idea in his mind.
After more than ten days of experimentation, he finally succeeded in making it.
Of course, the inspiration for this thing came from the grenade in the previous life, so the name Morin gave to this alchemical product was...
Grenade.
Well, to be more precise, it's the alchemical grenade.
"Although they are consumable items just like the grenades in my previous life, it seems that my alchemical grenades are quite powerful."
Morin gently touched his chin, looked ahead, and said with an idea in his mind: "Chip, draw conclusions about the alchemical grenade."
"Ding! Mission established!"
"Alchemical Grenade, alchemical item, one-time consumable item, with strong explosion and flame burning damage, with splash effect, power: 10 degrees!"
The chip transmitted the conclusion about the alchemical grenade.
"The power actually reaches 10 degrees?"
Morin was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "10 degrees has reached the critical point of formal wizard magic. In theory, it is the strongest magic that wizard apprentices can unleash."
"Not bad, very good. It's worth the more than ten days I spent on it."
Maureen smiled gently.
With the alchemical grenade, his safety factor was greatly improved when he returned to the Dark Forest this time.
After all, the power of an alchemical grenade reaches 10 degrees. If a dozen or dozens of alchemical grenades are used together, they will definitely be able to kill many powerful wizard apprentices, and even pose a great threat to formal wizards.
"Even if I'm no match for you, I can still keep bombing you. I can bomb you to death!"
Such a thought flashed through Morin's mind, and then he couldn't help laughing.
However, he also knew that this was only a temporary phenomenon. After all, one's own strength was the most important thing. Other things, such as alchemical grenades, were just auxiliary items and tools to help one become stronger.
Maureen will only face it and will not get lost.
"The cost of refining alchemical grenades is very high, and it is also quite difficult to refine. The most consumable material is a metal called Hillland." Morin touched his chin, thought carefully, and said: "Well, now it's time for me to leave, but before leaving, I have to purchase a large amount of Hillland metal, and also make some arrangements."
He looked at Old Hank and the others nearby who were frightened and finally recovered, and a strange look appeared on his face.
The carriage was driving on the small road, and the wheels made a slight sound as they rolled over the gravel.
Old Rank sat in the front, his face serious, meticulous, diligent and responsible.
Soon, the carriage drove into Winter City.
"Mr. Morin." Dickens, the butler in the Marquis's Mansion, looked at Morin who was slowly getting off the carriage with a look of surprise on his face, but he quickly reacted, hurriedly walked up and spoke respectfully to Morin.
"Is the Marquis here?"
Maureen looked at Dickens and asked calmly.
"Yes, the Marquis is resting." Dickens replied.
"I want to see the Marquis now."
Maureen's eyes fell on Dickens.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Dickens said without hesitation.
In the flower hall next door, Morin met Marquis Umas.
"Mr. Morin, is there something you want to talk to me about?" Umas walked in, his face covered in sweat, and it was obvious that he had just been dealing with something urgent.
"Umas, I'm leaving."
Morin spoke simply, but this simple sentence shocked the Marquis greatly. He even failed to react at first.
"Leave, Mr. Morin, you, leave, what are you doing, you..."
"I'm leaving Winter City."
Mo Lin raised his eyes, looked at Umas, and said, "So, this time I came here to say goodbye to you."
"After all, I'm here to help you. If I leave, I have to tell you, right?"
"Everything has been great during my time in Winter City. To be more specific, I have to thank you, Umas. You are so generous. You gave me the title of Viscount directly."
"No, Mr. Morin, you..." The Marquis waved his hand.
"Okay, Umas, I'm leaving. I want to make arrangements for some of my people." Morin thought of something, smiled gently, and said, "After all, you should know something about me, so, you know, I can't leave with Old Hank and the others."
"They are just ordinary people and cannot reach the world of the mysterious ones."
"Old Hank used to be the treasurer of the palace. He is smart and capable, and he manages my fiefdom in an orderly manner. Even Dickens can't compare to him in this respect. Of course, he is my man, and you must have some reservations in your heart, but it is also good to let him manage a manor or something like that."
"As for Jace and Mary, I don't need to tell you. You have seen the patrol guards and the security situation in my fiefdom."
Umas had recovered by now. He looked at Morin and said something quickly.
After a while, Morin left Umas's Marquisate, and Umas personally saw Morin out.
"Okay, no need to send me off."
Maureen said a few words and got on the carriage.
Just now, the Marquis has promised that if Old Hank and the others are willing, he will give them a good position. In addition, Umas also said that he wants Maureen to continue to keep his title.
Although Morin will leave, he will always be the viscount of the fiefdom. If he comes back one day, everything in the fiefdom will still be his.
In response, Morin simply smiled and didn't say much. After exchanging a few polite words with the Marquis, he ended the conversation with the Marquis.
So the scene just now happened.
"Hank, go to the house of banker Mr. Albert." Maureen lifted the curtain of the carriage and said to old Hank in front.
"Yes, Master."
Old Hank responded, then cracked the whip hard, and the carriage turned and headed towards another street.
Soon, the carriage stopped and Maureen got off.
Albert obviously didn't expect to see Maureen, and when he saw Maureen, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Mo...Mo Lin, why are you here? Oh, welcome, welcome, you are a distinguished guest." Albert laughed loudly. A smile appeared on his round face. His eyes were squeezed into slits, almost invisible.
"Long time no see, Albert."
Maureen smiled and performed the wizard's etiquette with Albert.
"I'm leaving Winter City."
As soon as he sat down, Morin started talking.
"Leave Winter City." Albert was stunned for a moment, and there was a daze on his chubby face for a moment.
Then, he saw Morin's expression and realized that Morin was not joking.
"Oh, this is a big deal. Let me call Daphne, Blake and the others over." Albert reacted and called his butler, asking him to call other people, while he was talking in a low voice with Maureen, chatting about some small things.
Soon, Daphne and the other three arrived.
"Maureen, are you leaving?" Daphne looked at Maureen and exclaimed, her eyes full of disbelief.
"That's right."
Maureen didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
"Why do you have such an idea? Winter City is so good, why leave? Maureen, you..." Daphne was stunned for a moment, then spoke subconsciously.
"Daphne!"
Aubrey pulled Daphne, glared at her, and gestured to her. Daphne reacted quickly, but kept mumbling something in her mouth.
"Maureen, you have your own choice. I hope you can go further and further on the path of becoming a wizard."
"Good luck."
Aubrey said this, and although he looked very serious, you could tell that his words were very sincere.
Maureen nodded.
Blake was sitting next to him, looking quite restless.
He looked at Maureen and wanted to speak several times, but no words came out. Finally, he sat aside, slumped in the sofa, looking a little depressed.
After a brief conversation and indicating that he was about to leave, Morin got on the carriage again.
This time, he went straight back to his castle.
Soon, Maureen got off the carriage.
It was late at night, and there was a faint light in the castle. There were shouts coming from inside, and guards were patrolling non-stop, giving people a feeling of tranquility and remoteness.
Maureen walked into the hall and called Mary and Jace over besides Old Hank.
"I'm leaving."
The hall was brightly lit, and the candlelight flickered and fluctuated from time to time, giving people a dazed illusion, and at this moment, Maureen said his first words.
"Master, where are you going?"
"Master, you…"
Old Hank and the others were all shocked.
Seeing Morin's expression, they naturally knew that when Morin said leaving, he meant real leaving, not just a temporary departure.
"Okay, I'm leaving soon. What are you going to do?" Mo Lin sat on the chair, nodded gently, and said, "After all, it's impossible for me to take you with me."
Old Hank and the others looked at each other, without saying anything, just looking at Maureen with their heads down.
"I have told Marquis Umas about your situation, and he has agreed that if you want to work for him, you can get a good position."
Mo Lin said calmly, "Of course, if you have other plans, as long as they are not excessive, that is also fine."
"Master, we, we..."
Old Hank and the others looked at each other, opened their mouths slightly, and looked as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.
"I will leave the day after tomorrow, so you still have time to think about it." Morin glanced at them and said, "Okay, go down and have a good rest."
Old Hank and Jess Marie looked at each other, then bowed to Maureen together and left the hall.
The next day, Old Hank and his friends gave the answer.
"Master, I want to retire in Winter City." Old Hank looked at Morin with sincerity in his eyes and said, "I am old and don't want to work anymore."
It was morning and Maureen was sitting at the dining table having breakfast.
"Hank, you are really old." He smiled and said, "Okay, I will leave you a thousand gold coins. I think this should be enough for you to spend your whole life."
"Thank you, Master."
Hank was grateful and looked a little excited.
Maureen nodded slightly.
Anyway, Hank and the others are just ordinary slaves and are of no use to him now, so it would be better to give them certain choices and show his magnanimity and kindness.
Anyway, these things can be done easily.
Of course, Maureen would not undo the witchcraft spell planted in their minds.
Thinking of this, Maureen turned her head and looked at Jace and Mary beside her.
"Master, we choose to work for the Marquis."
Mary and Jace looked at each other and then spoke.
"Yes, sure." Morin nodded.
Jace and Mary breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at Maureen and pounded their fists on the armor on their chests, making a loud and clear sound to show their respect.
Once Old Hank and the others made a decision, everything was easily arranged. Maureen just had to make some simple arrangements and that was about it.
In the following time, he destroyed all the suspicious traces of witchcraft in his own castle, and then took out all the valuable things he had collected during his time in Winter City and placed them in the spacious carriage that Old Hank had bought for him.
On the third day, Morin set off.
"Master, I wish you eternal peace."
"I wish you eternal peace."
In the early morning, the light sunlight fell.
Old Hank, Jessmary and the others, as well as all the patrolling guards and servants in the fiefdom, bowed slightly to Maureen to show their respect.
Maureen looked at them and smiled.
He sat in the carriage, cracked the whip, drove the carriage away into the distance.
There is the direction to leave.