Viktor sat in Rachel's principal office. One leg rested over the other, and his gaze fell on the desk in front of Rachel.
On the desk lay a long green watermelon, quietly sitting there with its eyes closed.
Principal Rachel pushed his glasses up, one hand pressing against his slightly hot forehead, and said with a troubled tone, "Councillor Clavenna, it's not that I don't want to help you, but this request of yours really is… a bit too demanding."
Viktor leaned back on the sofa, his hands resting on the armrests.
"If my request cannot be fulfilled, it will have some impact on my strength."
"I believe, Principal Rachel, you should have already seen that."
Rachel fell silent for a moment. In his mind, he could not help recalling Viktor's shocking battle in the Padalenbu Sea.
Those dazzling spells, and that final terrifying attack that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Just thinking about it made Rachel feel his head swelling.
That overwhelming power had completely split the ocean and the sky into two halves.
If it had been on land, perhaps the entire ground would have cracked apart.
As a Councillor, it was only natural for Viktor to make some small requests, and the council would try its best to satisfy them.
After all, the battle in the Padalenbu Sea had brought great attention to the council.
However, Viktor's request really was a bit tricky for the council.
What did he mean, he needed a staff that could withstand his magic?
Seriously, did he hear what he was saying?
The 'Ulust' staff given to him last time was already powerful enough.
Its materials included a unicorn horn, the tail of a fourth-tier dragon, and a hundred-year-old locust branch. All of them were top-tier materials for a staff.
Yet such a staff, one that could serve a mage for a lifetime, had actually been shattered in the hands of Viktor, this unreasonable existence!
And the council members could not even find a reason to argue.
Broken was broken.
With that kind of magic power, what staff could possibly endure it?
Rachel let out a deep breath, stayed silent for a while, and continued, "And… to be honest, this request really shouldn't be brought to me…"
He was just a fourth-tier mage. The magic he was most proud of was the Natural Sparrow, used for monitoring and live broadcasting.
It could also be used for long-distance communication.
How would he know how to make a staff?
"That's why I came to ask you to pass a message to the council." Viktor spoke calmly.
"After some time, I will take someone on a trip to Endymion."
'So that would be the delivery period?' Rachel thought for a moment and said, "Actually, if it's only about crafting the staff, it's not too difficult."
"One of our council members, Councillor Ryan Kent, is a very talented dwarven craftsman."
"Councillor Clavenna, the staff you used last time, as well as that mage robe, were both made by him."
At this point, Rachel paused and looked at Viktor's upper body, at that windbreaker he was wearing, and fell into thought.
'Hmm…' he really could not understand why he had never seen Viktor wear that mage robe.
Clearly, as a mage, a proper robe would suit him much better.
For example, he himself wore a robe that suited him very well and looked very refined.
Honestly, he did not quite understand Viktor's taste.
Mages were obviously more suited to robes.
But he did not dwell too much on Viktor's windbreaker and continued, "But as for the materials, to be honest, we are really a bit short…"
Materials like unicorn horns were simply rare.
As for something like a fourth-tier dragon, normally three or four fourth-tier mages would not even be confident they could defeat one.
For council members like them, it was manageable. They could find an open area, hide, prepare a spell, and blow the dragon up.
That was how Viktor's previous staff materials had been obtained.
But this time, the required materials were even higher grade than a fourth-tier dragon's tail…
Those materials were already extremely difficult to find. And even if they found them, they might not necessarily be able to defeat whatever creature carried those materials.
Just as Rachel was falling into endless worry, Viktor spoke.
"I can provide part of the materials."
"Likewise, if the council encounters difficulties, just tell me what remaining materials are needed. I will handle it myself."
Rachel finally understood.
What Viktor meant was that he needed someone to design an extremely special staff, one powerful enough to withstand his magic.
But the materials required to craft the staff, Viktor could solve on his own.
As long as they did not have to search for those rare materials, then it would be much easier.
Although compared to the previous staff, the crafting difficulty had definitely increased by more than one level.
After all, Viktor's magic was just too outrageous.
Even the spells used by fifth-tier mages might not be as terrifying as his.
Rachel nodded, his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxing.
"If that's the case, then there's no problem."
He picked up his cane and tapped the long watermelon quietly lying on the desk.
As if responding to some call, the watermelon opened its two eyes and turned to look at Rachel.
"What is it, Azure?"
"Viktor wants to ask you something."
Rachel raised his head and said to Viktor again, "Tell it your request."
"In a certain sense, it has an effect close to omniscience."
"Anything related to you, it will tell you."
The watermelon turned to look at Viktor, who was leaning on the sofa, and waited quietly.
Viktor thought for a moment. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to his mind. He remembered a staff he had once liked very much in the game.
[Truth of Great Prosperity]
It was called a strange and unqualified staff.
In the game, the spell power it gave players was simply too low.
So almost no players would use it.
More importantly, its inherent effect made even more people avoid it.
[Great Prosperity]
The effect of this staff could use magic power and spell strength to grant the user more health and strength.
But ordinary mages did not need these two attributes.
And magic swordsmen who trained both physical and magical skills could not use this staff either.
So this staff was called the most useless staff by players.
As for why Viktor liked to use it?
Because it was very handy in a fight.
Thinking of this, Viktor's lips curved slightly upward as he spoke, "I require this staff to greatly strengthen my physical abilities. If it can also enhance my magic power, that would be even better, even if it makes me consume more magic."
"But the hardness of the staff must be extremely high. I need it to fully withstand my magic, and even be usable as a melee weapon."
Viktor would not consider whether this staff would increase his magic consumption.
After all, he still had Vega as an external magic reservoir.
"The staff must be hard enough to cut off a dragon's tail, and show no sign of breaking."
Each time Viktor stated a requirement, Rachel's eyebrows twitched once.
By the time he finished speaking, Rachel almost dropped to his knees.
'Are you sure these are requirements for crafting a staff?'
'Why does it sound like you are making equipment for a warrior or a knight?'
They all said Viktor, as a mage, liked fighting in close combat. That could not possibly be true, right…
The long watermelon listened to Viktor's requests. Various chaotic images flashed through its eyes.
Scene after scene rolled like high-speed film, already blurred to the point of being impossible to understand.
It almost looked like random blocks of color.
As its eyes refocused, it finally spoke.
"I will need time to create the blueprint for you, as well as the specialized materials required to craft the staff."
Viktor nodded, "No rush."
"But I still have one more question."
He leaned slightly forward, clasped his hands over his knees, and fixed his gaze on the watermelon.
The watermelon looked back at him. In its calm eyes was a deep light, like a morning star crossing the night sky.
"I have already seen your experiences."
"At the end of the world, chaos was born from disorder, lust overflowed from desire."
"The origin of chaos lies deep beneath the earth, thousands of miles below."
Viktor listened to its mysterious description. He seemed to understand something and nodded.
What he wanted to ask about was naturally related to Henny.
And from those short phrases the watermelon had given him, he roughly understood the meaning.
If connected to the entire game, he could think of quite a few possibilities.
But if he had to say what was related to Henny, Viktor could only think of one thing.
"Lust."
But Viktor had not sensed the presence of any other demon from Henny.
If he had overlooked something, that was somewhat possible.
But no demon could escape Vega's sight.
Strangely, Vega had not detected any other demonic aura either.
Viktor felt somewhat puzzled.
But in any case, things had not developed in a bad direction yet.
As long as he controlled the situation a little, it would be fine.
The watermelon began to grow drowsy, as if it had used up a lot of energy.
"After some time, go to the Sky City. I will bring you the blueprint you want."
After saying that, the watermelon seemed to have all its strength drained away. It closed its unsettling eyes again and lay down to sleep.
Rachel looked at the watermelon lying down, then raised his head toward Viktor.
"I will notify the council and try my best to call Councillor Kent back."
Viktor nodded and stood up. Just as he was about to leave, urgent knocking suddenly sounded from outside the door.
The student did not even wait for Rachel to allow him in before directly opening the door to the principal's office.
The first words out of his mouth were filled with panic.
"Principal, this is bad!"
He suddenly turned and saw Viktor standing to the side. His words immediately changed.
"Professor Viktor!"
"Your fiancee and your two students have started fighting!"
[T/N: 🫡Try the new fanfic "Naruto: Starting With Killing Ishhiki". I will really appreciate it.]"