Mythology: Ragnarok

After reading the rather brief and hastily written letter, Izzy looked at the Bible of the Dead that lay to the side, her heart still heavy. She picked it up and examined the light ancient book in her hands, yet it felt heavy. How many lives had been lost for this tattered book? For this ancient book, which was at least worthless to them for now, those bastards had destroyed everything Izzy had ever known, destroyed the entire world Izzy had ever known since childhood!

Iz opened the ancient book, and what came into view was a basic theory: "The Origin and Basic Application of Magic".

In a world where magic has developed over centuries, the contents of this book can be found in any introductory book to magic, and may even be more precise than those in this ancient book.

Iz quickly reached the last page, where a perplexing question was written in larger font: "What is magic?"

Looking at the question, Izzy couldn't help but smile wryly, "What is magic? I'd like to ask you that, but you're asking me instead." Then, Izzy dripped her blood onto the crystal, and it quickly reacted. Izzy practiced and gradually mastered the crystal's storage function. She put away the Bible of the Dead and the magic crystal, and then destroyed her father's letter. Watching the letter burn fiercely in the fire, Izzy swore an oath to the fire.

"Father, Mother, rest assured, I will make the name Agreed resound throughout the world!"

After saying that, Izz packed his bags and headed towards the central region of the continent. He was going to the magical empire of Augustus to obtain the power to take revenge. Izz was too young and impetuous; he was unwilling to let it all go. Hatred took root and sprouted in his body like a seed, but he also had to admit that sometimes people need a goal to live.

Iz was thousands of miles away from Augustus. Although the journey was extremely dangerous, Iz went without hesitation. Along the way, Iz encountered beast tides, hurricanes, avalanches, landslides, and bandit robberies. No one knows how Iz survived. All that is known is that he survived and protected all the belongings left to him by his father. He even stole a fine horse from the bandits.

Iz continued on his journey, stopping frequently to feed himself by hunting and gathering berries. He was also able to find water along the way, which helped him manage to eat.

After three months of hardship and danger, Iz finally arrived in Augustus, the legendary magical empire, looking disheveled.

While Augustus is described as a country, strictly speaking, it is merely a super city covering a total area of ​​over 200,000 square kilometers, including 190,000 square kilometers of arable land. Yet, this country, consisting of only one city, compels all major powers to acknowledge its existence. Any country with even a single forbidden spell-level mage would be self-sufficient, as forbidden spell-level mages are more terrifying than nuclear weapons. And Augustus boasts a total of twenty-seven such mages!

Why are there so many powerful mages here?

Because Augustus is the birthplace of the legendary god of magic, Tutankhamun, the magical tomes he left behind before ascending to godhood attracted countless geniuses to voluntarily stay here and establish this kingdom that belongs only to magic. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and all magicians who aspire to further their studies come here to delve into their art. Some even choose to stay here and dedicate their lives to the cause of magic.

This is Augustus, a magical kingdom whose power, enough to change the world, compels all nations to acknowledge its dominance—the uncrowned king of this planet! A miracle of human civilization.

Legend has it that the allied forces of a hundred nations waged war to destroy Augustus's magical power and steal his magical technology. However, the two million allied soldiers were ultimately wiped out by the successive bombardments of five forbidden spells. For the next five hundred years, no nation dared to interfere with Augustus, and other countries even considered it an honor to maintain good diplomatic relations with him.

Having arrived in this country, Iz could finally breathe a sigh of relief. At least here, because only magic is revered and no faith other than the God of Magic is allowed, organizations like the Church of Light cannot extend their reach here. There are also no bandits or human traffickers in this country. If Iz can settle down in this country, she won't have to worry about whether she will survive tomorrow for at least a while.

Leading the steed that had accompanied him all the way, Iz walked towards the city gate of Augustus. A long queue formed at the gate, and soon it was Iz's turn to enter the city. At this moment, the guard at the gate stopped Iz and asked him questions.

"What country are you from? What brings you to the city?"

Izzy took out a bag of silver coins from his person. These were the valuables he had found on the horses he had stolen from the bandits. Izzy knew that the more prosperous a place was, the darker its laws of survival were. The brighter the light, the deeper the darkness. This was always the way of the world.

Izzy discreetly handed over the valuables in her hand and said, "I am Agreed from Moore. I have long admired the wealth here and have come here to study and settle down. I hope you will be lenient and grant me this favor."

The guard collecting the money secretly glanced into the bag, and the ten gleaming silver coins pleased him greatly. He coughed lightly to signal his companion, then said with satisfaction, "Alright, you can go in now." At the same time, he looked at Iz with a smile in his eyes. He hadn't seen such a sensible guy in a long time. Even if he shared the ten silver coins with his brothers, he could still make a lot for himself. This time, he had really met a rich man.

Iz, full of gratitude, led the horse into Augustus, a sacred place that countless people longed for. After asking around and confirming with various parties, Iz arrived at the street in Augustus where livestock were traded, and sold the horse that he had stolen from the bandits.

This time, Izzy met a kind person. The shopkeeper who bought Izzy's horse didn't take advantage of the fact that Izzy was from out of town and didn't know the market price. He gave Izzy a very fair price, buying Izzy's horse for two gold coins. Izzy happily thanked the shopkeeper and then left.

Watching Izzy's departing figure, one of the shop assistants asked, puzzled, "Boss, you personally came to the shop today and finally got a customer, why didn't you take advantage of him and make a killing? That guy looked like a country bumpkin from out of town, why didn't you take the opportunity to rip him off?"

The shopkeeper said calmly, "This is Augustus. Every young man here might be a penniless beggar today, but tomorrow he could become a magician's prized student. This horse is still in its prime and in excellent physical condition. We can still make a profit by buying it for two gold coins. Don't get into unnecessary trouble. Those few coins are insignificant compared to the whole business. If you want to make a fortune through trickery, you have to make sure you can live off this for the rest of your life. Otherwise, it's better to be honest. The most important thing in our line of work is reputation. Remember, unless it's a really big deal that guarantees a huge profit, don't easily overdraw your reputation, which is the most precious thing for a merchant."

The man nodded, seemingly understanding, though he may not have grasped the underlying meaning. But at that moment, he understood at least one thing: there was a reason why this middle-aged man had become the leader of Augustus Business.