Big Capitalist

Merlin curled up in fear. The fact that he was a time traveler must not be exposed, otherwise it would be too dangerous.

"Putting aside the fact that you can preserve the power of faith, I am actually curious about what you did to be able to gain the power of faith." Weber was really curious and puzzled about what this kid did to make so many people believe in him.

Moreover, this is the Arcane Academy, his territory. Merlin is stealing his faith.

Although these beliefs were few and far between and he didn't care about it, Weber was curious.

"Maybe it's because of the delicious food I cook. Students like my food, and by the way, they like me and give me faith." Merlin said this, and at the same time he thought that maybe he provided jobs for students, paid them wages, and gained the gratitude of these students.

After Merlin learned how to become a god, he wondered what kind of god he would be if he became one in the future.

It must be a god who is highly efficient in harvesting the power of faith...the God of Wealth!

That’s right! It’s the God of Wealth! There is no such god as God of Wealth in Aize Continent. He can be the God of Wealth of Aize Continent. Wealth can make you a god!

However, thinking about this is a bit off topic now. I am just a third-level magician, and there is still a long way to go before I can become a demigod. I should put aside the idea of becoming the God of Wealth for now.

Merlin began to think that since he could now gather the power of faith and retain it, could this thing bring him tangible benefits?

"Since the power of faith is what the gods need, the power of faith should be transferable and tradeable, right? Otherwise, the gods wouldn't have created so many divine messengers. Old Deng, do you think I can use the power of faith to trade with the gods? Even if I can't, I can trade with demigods."

Merlin's words shocked Weber and Jones. Weber was confused by Merlin's bold statement.

You kid, are you sure? You, a third-level mage, actually want to use the power of faith to make a deal with the gods? It would be great if the gods don't slap you to death and forcibly plunder your faith.

Of course, even the gods might not appreciate the little faith you have.

"The power of faith can indeed be transferred, but forget about your plan to make a deal with the gods. The gods don't value your faith, and you can't see the gods either. If you have more faith, you can probably find a demigod."

After Weber finished speaking, Jones continued, "If you want to communicate with the gods, unless the gods take the initiative to pay attention to you, or you go to the church to find clergy to pray and offer sacrifices, and only by offering your sacrifices can you see the gods."

Merlin was just talking, he also knew that he had very little power of faith, but that was only for now. In the future, the real good things would definitely not be bought with money, so the power of faith might be the most important "currency" in the later period.

"I'm just saying, I have something else to talk to you about this time."

Merlin glanced in the direction of the garden and found that many little red-crested and white-feathered chickens that had already hatched were following the hen around.

"I knew you had something else to do with us. It's impossible that you just wanted to bring us drinks."

Merlin chuckled, took out the white stone Jones gave him and said, "Grandpa Jones, the protective stone you gave me seems to have been activated. Only one of the three magic seals is left."

Jones glanced at Merlin. "I thought you didn't know about this."

"How is that possible? This concerns my life."

How could Merlin not know that the protective stone had been activated? He had been so fearless these days entirely because of this stone, although he didn't know what level these two old men, Weber and Jones, were.

But he knew that old guys like these who kept a low profile in the academy were basically the big shots. After all, this was the Arcane Academy, and it was also the back garden of the Mage Tower.

The Mage's Tower is a place that only top professors can enter; students are not qualified to enter.

And through today's conversation, these two old guys can see the power of faith and know the secrets related to the gods, which means that these two old guys are definitely above the 7th level wizards.

Maybe it's the legendary eighth-level legendary wizard.

As for the demigod wizard, don't be kidding. Would a demigod be on friendly terms with a mere third-level magician, a first-year student at the Arcane Academy, and would he covet the food he made?

Isn't that too cheap of a demigod? A demigod is also a god, and has already transcended the realm of ordinary creatures. How could he be as greedy as these two old men?

Merlin originally thought that these two old men were at most sixth-level wizards, but he didn't expect that they were actually seventh-level great wizards or even eighth-level legendary wizards.

"Kid, do you know who wants to kill you?" Weber asked casually.

"How would I know? I don't know what the guy who wants to kill me sees in me." Merlin said a little depressed. Until now, he still didn't know who wanted to take his life.

Jones carved new magic of Revenge of Light and Shield of Holy Light on the stone and threw it to Merlin. This kind of magic was a piece of cake for a demigod like him.

Merlin took the stone with a big smile on his face, and said cheerfully, "Thank you, Grandpa Jones. If I live a peaceful life, I will definitely take care of you until the end of your life."

Merlin didn't plan to call these two old guys Lao Deng. These two old guys must be above level seven. What were they waiting for if they weren't just calling him grandpa to establish a relationship with him?

Jones's mouth twitched slightly when he heard Merlin's words. You kid really speaks "nicely". He snorted and said, "No need. I have children. If you have anything delicious in the future, just think of me."

"You're fighting in the Arcane Academy. Do you really think the professors there are made of clay? This is a blatant provocation to the dean of the Arcane Academy..."

After Weber said this, Merlin nodded seriously. "Isn't it? Taking action in the Arcane Academy is a slap in the face of you, the professor, and the dean. You must investigate it thoroughly."

Weber looked at Merlin speechlessly. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright. The Arcane Academy will investigate this matter. The amulet Jones gave you has been activated. The person behind the scenes who wants to kill you will not take action in the short term. But you still have to be careful. Don't die accidentally."

"Grandpa Weber, are you concerned about me? Otherwise, I can just move in and live with you. You can protect me, and those villains who covet me secretly will never dare to make a move." Merlin said expectantly.

You want a demigod to be your bodyguard? What? You are my grandson? Weber calmed down. He hit Merlin on the head with his cane and said, "Get lost. I'm afraid you won't be able to make delicious food after you die!"

Merlin was speechless. So you were afraid that you wouldn't be able to eat delicious food in the future. I was so touched. I called you grandpa so many times in vain.