My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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Watson heard the discussion in the room before he entered it.

“Miss Nindy, what should we do next? We can’t stay in Blackmoon Castle forever. Of course, I’m not saying that this place is not good. In fact, this is the best place I’ve ever lived. I think some noblemen don’t even have a better environment. If it’s possible, I would like to stay here forever.”

One of the male mages had said that.

“Yes, for the past two days, I have been lucky enough to eat a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg. That magical taste still leaves me with an endless aftertaste. Not only that, but the egg has also increased the magic elements in my body! I really want to be a mage here and use my craft as a way to get paid. I don’t need much. I’m already satisfied with eating a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg daily, but—”

That was the voice of another male mage, who seemed hesitant.

He did not finish his words, but his meaning was clear.

Would Blackmoon Castle hire them?

They were only bronze-tier mages, and Watson was already at the silver tier. Watson had been kind enough to not punish them since they were Folson’s associates. Why would he hire them?

‘So these people want to stay in Blackmoon Castle? Well, I was thinking of a way to recruit them.’

Watson leaned against the door with his ears pressed against it; he listened to the movements inside the room. The corners of his lips curled upward.

Folson had selected those mages specifically to cast a joint attack spell. Watson was most proficient in water-elemental magic. During the battle with the Allied forces of the manor, he had discovered that the biggest problem he had was not a large number of troops but the fact that the enemy had many powerful mages. A mage’s role in a battle was irreplaceable.

He had created the Blackmoon Knights to sweep their enemies, and he would need a mage regiment amongst them.

The warriors rode on the magical beasts to charge to the front, while the mages would follow behind them to cast magic. They would protect their companions while knights destroyed the enemy. Watson was excited when he thought about that scene.

As he had made up his mind, Watson continued to listen to the movements in the room. He wanted to see if all the mages wanted to join Blackmoon Castle.

Inside the room.

The five mages sat around a large bed. A sky-blue magic staff and a simple small bag were on the bed. They were the Heart of the Sea magic staff and storage bag that Folsen had left behind after his death.

Nindy and Indix took off their shoes and socks and leaned against the headboard. The three male mages sat on the side of the bed. Their eyes glanced at the pale and slender feet of their two female companions occasionally as they swallowed their saliva discreetly.

Of course, they could only watch. The Mage Guild had a rule—they were not allowed to lay hands on their companions. Plus, Nindy’s status as Blackmoon Castle’s Second Young Miss was enough to keep them at bay.

“Nindy, what they said makes sense. I want to stay in Blackmoon Castle too.”

Intix hugged Nindy’s shoulder and shook it gently. “I don’t want to go back to the Mage Guild. We worked so hard on missions and promotions, but in the end, we can’t even get much materials! Unlike here, when you’re tired, you can take a bath, and when you’re hungry, you can eat good meat and bread, and you have the chance to eat the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs too. It’s like heaven.”