Chapter 614: Chapter 173: Above the Wedding_3
“A token of goodwill.”
Jasmine smiled faintly, not engaging in the usual bickering with Renee, and once again extended her sincere blessings, “I wish you two undying love.”
“Thank you.”
Renee’s face beamed with happiness as she accepted the blessings and gratefully responded.
Upon seeing their exchange, Assad picked up Link’s gift box.
Upon first touching it, Assad felt something odd and had to exert more effort to keep it steady in his hands.
The wizards present, with sharp eyes and ears, instantly noticed Assad’s odd movements.
It seemed that the gift from Link Grande was quite substantial.
Taking a deep breath, Assad carefully untied the stunning wrapping to reveal a not-so-attractive spherical object covered in spikes.
Hisssss!
Gasps resounded in the hall.
Despite its unattractive appearance, this spiked sphere was extremely valuable.
It was a starship, modified from a Level 3 Insect Race Nest.
Despite the limitations of materials and unfamiliarity of fabrication techniques, making the warship only a Third Ring Magic Tool level—on par with the “Hummingbird” warship—it mattered little.
Gazing upon the staggering setup of 360 Antimatter Cannons, who could belittle a simple Third Ring Magic Tool?
If this warship made from an Insect Race Nest caught a good opportunity, the barrage of 360 Antimatter Cannons would be formidable. Among the configuration standards of the Sage-Level Legion’s interstellar fleet, apart from the Starry Fortress and Main Interstellar Warships that could endure it, even the Auxiliary Interstellar Warships could be severely damaged.
This kind of attack strategy emphasizes constant attack suppression rather than an instantaneous burst of incredible power!
Moreover, the wizards who recognized the unfamiliarity of the fabrication method were even more astonished than those who didn’t notice.
What did unfamiliarity imply?
It implied that the Alchemy Master who had modified and fabricated this Nest Warship was a novice.
If Link Grande chose to give away this Nest Warship, it’s implausible that he would spend a significant sum of Magic Stone to entrust a novice Alchemy Master—it just wouldn’t be worth the expense.
A simple deduction and it’s not hard to guess that the Alchemy Master who modified and created this Nest Warship was either Link Grande himself or someone extraordinarily close to him.
The latter is possible but unlikely.
So, besides being an extraordinary combatant and a Genius Potion Master, Link Grande is also a Genius Alchemy Master!
He’s already capable of creating a Third Ring level, extra-large Magic Tool!
At this moment, the wizards who noticed the novice fabrication method—be they First Level Wizards, Second Level Wizards, or Third Level Wizards—their gazes towards Link Grande shifted again and again.
Even some wizards considered following in Assad’s footsteps and impulsively joining the “do whatever you want” faction under Link Grande’s command.
This ‘leg’ is already not skinny and will get even thicker in the future!
Resolutely hanging onto it isn’t shameful at all!
“Such an extravagance!”
Assad examined the disposable miniature Insect Race Nest warship in his hand with a serious expression.
Is this bloody thing a gift?
This is bloody heart stealing!
Does Assad lack a Third Ring level interstellar battleship?
To be honest, he doesn’t!
He himself already has a “Lark” level interstellar battleship.
Renee also has a “Hawk” level (Auxiliary level) interstellar battleship, which is a higher level than “Lark”.
However, the Insect Race Nest warship that Link personally made represented something entirely different.
It was a message to Assad, stick with me, and I’ll keep you supplied with potions, magic tools, and endless Magic Stones.
“Relax and take it. There’s more where that came from.”
Link didn’t hide his intentions, he even openly stated them.
After a moment of contemplation, Assad agreed, “Okay, I’ll take it.”
Renee, who had been watching the whole process, had only one thought:
Damn it, not only has this guy got my sister hooked, now he’s trying to win over my husband too! Such a detestful move!
However, even as she was cursing in her heart, Renee had to maintain a surface level of decorum and join Assad in thanking Link.
It was something she grudgingly had to do!
Fortunately, there’s still Sandra Diomand’s gift is yet to be opened, which provided a diversion.
With conflicted feelings, Renee Clarke rapidly unwrapped the gift from Sandra.
It was a small box, the size of a palm and as thick as a finger.
Unwrapping it was easy, Renee was done in seconds.
The nine Clarkes who were upstairs in the rooms, hearing the commotion, led by the senior Clarke, came out onto the corridor, looking down into the living room.
In time to witness Assad receiving the Insect Race nest warship and Renee unwrapping the small gift box.
Everyone noticed Renee glance at the contents of the box, instantly revealing an incredulous expression. She didn’t immediately pull out the gift inside, instead, she looked at Sandra with surprise.
As if asking, is this really for us?
Sandra just smiled and nodded, affirming Renee’s question.
Renee took a deep breath, finally accepting the reality of the situation.
Composing herself, she pulled out a light gray colored card from the box.
Though the light gray card had nothing particularly eye-catching, it captured the attention of all the guests as soon as it was revealed.
Upstairs on the corridor, the senior Clark almost lost his composure, swallowing hard.
Sage Selene, who hadn’t been present earlier, was now standing next to the elder Clark. When he finally snapped back to reality, she asked him directly: “Do you still think marrying Renee off was a mistake?”
Elder Clark turned to look at Selene. The sage’s current status and position were, in no way, inferior to his. He calmly said, “I never blamed Renee for anything.”
After a pause, the elder Clark’s demeanor became much more dispirited, “I just didn’t want my second son to leave behind no direct descendants.”
Selene was quiet for a moment before finally saying, “Assad has already promised Renee that if they have more than two children, one of them will carry the Clarke name, but will not be part of the Clarke family.”
“I see.”
Elder Clark’s eyes express complex emotions, both relief and sadness.
Not wanting to push the subject any further, Selene simply shifted her gaze to the light gray card in Renee’s hand.
The card was nothing special, just an access card for a villa located in the college headquarters.
Every wizard present who had received training at the headquarters had used similar access cards before.
However, the cards they used were temporary, orange-red in color.
The light gray access card was a permanent card, signifying ownership of that villa.
How many local families and localized witches could only dream about residing in the college headquarters.
And yet, here were Assad and Renee, just married, accomplishing something so many others wished for.
Truly, a cause for envy!