"Next, we need to deepen our research in this direction and develop more application branches and enhancement projects.
Like a seed growing into a towering tree..."
Roy once again confirmed that the potential of the "Transmutation Circle" brought by [Equivalent Exchange] was limitless.
In fact, it could even evolve into a personal Alchemy system!
Ignoring the chaotic scene outside, Roy walked straight into his room and began organizing his thoughts.
...
"Master, that's roughly the situation. I've cleared out the quarry and done some tidying up.
Besides that, I've encountered these issues in my Wizardry studies..."
That night, in the quarry.
Inside a specially arranged room, the Communication Crystal Artifact, about the size of a fist, was enshrined on the table, glowing with a hazy radiance.
Flosf's figure projected from it, appearing like a ghost.
Taking advantage of the communication opportunity, Roy briefly reported the recent developments and then proceeded to seek necessary guidance.
"You truly are a genius in Golem studies. In such a short time, you've already managed to get started."
Flosf praised him a few times before addressing Roy's questions.
As an advanced Wizard, Flosf had extensive experience in many fields, especially in the in-depth study of Golems.
His patient explanations quickly made Roy aware of his various shortcomings.
Although Roy's true reliance was the "Transmutation Circle," he still gained a lot of valuable experience from this.
...
In the following days, Roy continued to ponder over the "Transmutation Circle."
This brought it even closer to the application direction of "Golem Transmutation."
At the same time, Andov and others reported a new development to him.
"The leader of the bandits who previously occupied this camp has returned!"
"There's still a bandit leader?"
"Yes, he was one of those roving bandits who didn't stay in their lair but happened to be away."
"No wonder those centaur bandits we killed dared to boast that their leader wouldn't let us off."
"Let me handle them."
Andov volunteered.
Such matters should have been left to the followers, but Roy, recalling his recent thoughts on "Golem Transmutation" and the fact that Andov and the others weren't yet fully strengthened, stood up.
"No, I'll handle it myself."
He would eventually delegate these trivial tasks to his subordinates, but now was not the time.
...
"You have quite the nerve, daring to occupy the territory of Bloodhoof Kassad!"
Not long after, outside the quarry gates.
Roy watched from a distance as a majestic centaur stood with a halberd, shouting and challenging.
"It's him, Kassad of the Bloodhoof Tribe!"
Yanila, standing beside Roy, said.
"You know him?" Roy asked.
"Of course, he's the son of Kairon, the chieftain of the Bloodhoof Tribe. He's arrogant because of his clan's status!"
Yanila curled her lips.
"But he's too weak, only at the level of an advanced Knight, which is a disgrace to his ancestors!"
She glanced pointedly at Atedia, who was also an advanced Knight.
Atedia angrily pawed the ground, fuming.
"Alright, you all stay hidden and don't disturb them. Later, we'll move around to the outside and act according to the situation.
I'll go capture and kill them."
Roy patted Atedia's back.
Atedia knelt down, allowing him to mount her, and then leaped out through the gates opened by the attendants.
"A Warlock Apprentice?"
In the low-magic world, information channels were limited, and Kassad was clearly unaware of Roy's identity.
Seeing a human riding on the back of a centaur, Kassad immediately showed a look of anger, glaring fiercely at Roy and the mounted Atedia.
"Human, die!"
Kassad charged forward with his halberd.
Roy pointed a finger, and the Levitating Magic Orb behind him flew out, flashing with lightning that struck Kassad.
Having estimated the opponent's strength, Roy didn't expend too much energy, using only about 5 degrees of power.
But to Roy's surprise, Kassad gritted his teeth and endured the attack, continuing his assault with relentless force.
Atedia quickly dodged.
Roy snorted coldly, and the Hair Demon Physique behind him surged, its strands condensing into an iron spear that pierced straight through Kassad.
"How... how is this possible!" Kassad looked in shock at his chest, then at Roy, before collapsing to the ground with a thud.
However, he didn't die immediately, as centaurs have two hearts—one in their human torso and one in their equine body—giving them two nearly independent circulatory systems.
"Tie him up!"
Roy ordered, then charged towards the Bloodhoof Tribe troops brought by Kassad.
...
Not long after, the battle ended, and Andov, Winter, and others returned to report.
"These are indeed the troops of the Bloodhoof Tribe!"
"The Bloodhoof Tribe, once a powerful clan, descendants of Emperor Urun!
The legendary hero, the Bloodhoof King, was even mightier than the Bloodmane King!"
Roy felt a spark of interest.
"Are you going to use sorcery to kill him, extract his soul?
Though this guy isn't much, the bloodline flowing within him has some value.
Perhaps it could be used to craft a decent golem.
Why not turn him into a golem first, then march into the Bloodhoof Tribe and turn all the descendants of the Bloodhoof King into golems as well!"
Yanila shouted from the side, showing no sympathy for her fellow centaur, instead eagerly egging them on.
Centaurs have no sense of national or ethnic identity; she was from the Blood Mane Tribe and would be more than happy for Roy and his group to wipe out the powerful Bloodhoof Tribe, securing more living space for her own people.
Roy glanced at her but said nothing.
...
A few days later.
At the quarry, in the carving room.
The clinking of chisels stopped as Roy, holding a hammer and chisel, walked out.
Atedia quickly had a maid bring a copper basin filled with clean water.
Roy washed his hands briefly, and another centaur maid immediately offered a towel.
This was even more convenient than using tap water and a hand dryer.
He suddenly understood why the Warlock Apprentice who once guarded this place didn't consider digging water channels or similar projects.
It was a massive undertaking, requiring continuous financial investment for maintenance.
Even the colonizers were reluctant to "waste resources and labor," preferring to let nature take its course.
But these thoughts were fleeting, and he soon returned to his plans.
"Where's Kassad? Bring him here."
"Yes."
Not long after, the captured bandit leader, Kassad of the Bloodhoof Tribe, was brought in.
Kassad was somewhat knowledgeable, and the moment he saw the centaur statue in the carving room, he was terrified out of his wits.
"Dark magic... You're going to use dark magic to seal me into the stone statue!"
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