In a world where mysticism and steam industry coexist, cursed objects, the Reception Bureau, and Evil God fanatics...
That year, the King was bedridden with illness, the successor was inexperienced, and power slipped away, leaving the empire teetering.
That year, external forces gathered around the empire, and foreign civilizations eyed it covetously.
That year, the prophet delivered a prophecy that the era of civilization was nearing its end.
That year, Ethan arrived at a small town on the outskirts of the imperial capital. To survive in this perilous era, he began practicing Fireball Skill.

Years later, Ethan looked at the meteor falling from the clouds and realized there was a problem.

The beginner Magic he learned seemed a bit off.

Lindong's mysterious demeanor immediately gave Ethan a bad feeling, as if the devil's whisper reminding him of a scent of crime.


"You're not plotting something bad again, are you?"


Lindong innocently blinked her eyes, tilting her head, "What bad thing?"


"Something like that pink magic potion before."


Ethan suddenly realized he knew nothing about Lindong's financial situation. She used to be a professor at the academy, then got transferred to the Seven-Person Council. Even after leaving the empire, she joined "Dream Eclipse," a top-tier evil organization in the dark world. Theoretically, she should never lack money.


Thinking carefully, her days pretending to be a stray cat in Ximu Town were her most poverty-stricken times.


Chapter 894 - Chapter 182: The Dream Merchant