I Pioneered Scientific Magic-Chapter 248: Lin: I’ll Give You Ten Seconds to Consider

Just like outside the fortress, Murt's words were very proper, leaving Loude unable to find any faults. After all, he had reminded everyone so obviously. Only someone dim-witted wouldn't have noticed.

Loude was seething with hatred. He believed Murt did it deliberately, trying to make him look foolish in front of Lord Lynn.

This was definitely a difficult opponent to handle!

Thinking this, Loude immediately turned and began boasting to Lynn about how effortlessly he had handled William's substitute earlier, enduring the siege by a dozen sturdy men. Despite falling into the opponent's meticulously laid trap for a while, he managed to delay for a significant amount of time.

Lynn patted Loude's shoulder, offering a few comforting words. The situation had been urgent earlier, so he couldn't spare too much time for explanations. Of course, he wouldn't blame the other for making a mess of things.

Then, Lynn directed his gaze towards the fat man trapped below in the underground chamber.

"This is William's substitute, whose real name is Dorarl," Murt quickly explained.

Lynn nodded. Indeed, this substitute looked exactly like William, the only difference being their varying weights.

"How many people know about his existence?" Lynn pondered.

"Among William's trusted aides, fewer than ten are aware," Murt responded.

Lynn felt relieved. He simply tossed the corpse he had been holding into the chamber.

The nearly 400-pound body crashed heavily to the ground like a cannonball. Dorarl, crouching in the corner, shrank back, his pupils contracting. Although William's body was badly burnt, missing patches of flesh, his enormous build made him recognizable to Ham at a glance.

"I won't say anything extra. It's up to you to decide whether you live or die!" Lynn towered above, gazing indifferently at the obese figure in the chamber. "I'll give you ten seconds to consider!"

Dorarl completely lost the domineering aura he had when threatening Loude earlier. Without a moment's hesitation, he prostrated himself on the ground, expressing his willingness to follow the great wizard forever and with absolute loyalty.

After all, working for anyone was just work; he didn't feel any gratitude towards William.

Although William had transformed him overnight from a commoner to a surrogate who controlled the lives of thousands, he had also forcibly turned him into a grotesquely obese figure. He used blood magic to control and manipulate Dorarl's life. It was impossible not to harbor resentment.

"Very well." Lynn nodded approvingly, allowing Loude and Murt to haul Dorarl up.

"Thank you for saving me, Great Wizard! Dorarl will be dedicated to serving you forever..." Short and chubby Dorarl, once brought up to the hall by the two, curled up and crawled to Lynn's feet, nodding and bowing, trying to please.

This was how he used to please William, but his excessively obese body made his actions appear somewhat ridiculous.

Loude glanced at Dorarl with disgust, feeling an inner murmur. Why were these people better at buttering up than him? It made him feel his position was under threat.

Lynn was well aware of the minor conflicts among the three, but as long as it didn't affect their usual work, a bit of competition among his subordinates wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

"Murt, Dorarl, for the next few days, assist Loude in taking over William's forces. Anyone you can't convince or deceive, dispose of them directly!" Lynn warned. "How you do it is up to you, but I don't want any accidents!"

"I promise to handle these troubles perfectly, Lord Lynn," Loude immediately pledged.

Lynn nodded again, then turned to the rotund Dorarl. "Give me your hand!"

Dorarl didn't quite understand Lynn's intention but still hesitantly extended his hand.

Lynn grabbed the chubby right hand.

Dorarl quickly felt a sharp pang, his facial muscles trembling. But he dared not move. After Lynn released his hand, Dorarl discovered a flaming mark on his right hand.

Unlike the mark on Loude's hand, this symbol wasn't just for show. It was an advanced alchemical technique. Lynn could activate it at will, causing a strong phosphorus fire to consume the bearer.

However, controlling life and death wasn't Lynn's preferred method, so he rarely used this as a threat against his own people. But Dorarl evidently hadn't gained his trust yet.

"From today, you are William, the true Viscount of the Empire. The one who died is Dorarl!" Lynn stated each word deliberately.

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Over the next few days, with a substitute and Murt's help, Loude effortlessly took control of William's forces.

In just three days, those close aides who knew about William's substitute silently met their end under their comrades' blades.

Of course, these were clandestine actions. On the surface, everything remained normal, and the entire estate continued to be managed by the 'Viscount.'

Lynn had no intention of easily abandoning this line. After all, in the entire kingdom, everyone knew William was the most loyal supporter of Prince Harold, which made this identity crucial. It provided him with an inside track on both potential heirs!

During this time, Lynn wasn't idle either. He studied another idol plundered from William's mansion, which was also the basis for the peculiar blood magic he employed.

Previously, during his handling of the Apocalypse Sect in Greenrill City, he had come across a similar-looking idol. Unfortunately, he had sliced it in half using Spatial Tremors, depleting its power.

But this idol was intact!

From William's memories, it seemed to be related to a deity called the Blood God. Just by its name, it didn't seem like a benevolent entity—a being defeated in a conflict of faith, barely retaining some power.

It had to be said that William had some intelligence. Or rather, a certain self-awareness. He hadn't followed in the footsteps of the dark sorcerer Merk, not developing a following, only learning some shallow blood magic from it.

Moreover, he used a special concoction brewed from the blood of magical beasts as a source of power, bypassing the need to rely solely on the idol, almost attaining the combat strength of a second or third circle shaping wizard... at the cost of becoming as round as a ball, using his body as an energy reservoir.

Unfortunately for him, luck wasn't on his side when facing Lynn. Despite years of accumulation, he hadn't been able to unleash his power before meeting his end...

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