Given Lawrence's cautious personality, for two weeks he asked his women to watch his house in the capital for anything suspicious. Although he gave his address to Ephemeral Principle as a sign of friendship, he doesn't trust him at all. It wasn't until nothing and no one suspicious appeared around his home that Lawrence was sure Ephemeral Principle wasn't planning anything against him.

  Many events have happened, such as the auction and the enmity between the two major sects, which delayed one of the objectives for which he had traveled to the capital.

  "It's time to meet with that expert. It may be a waste of money currently, but if we succeed, it will lay the foundation of our strength."

  The 10 million gold obtained from the sale of the medicinal pill were not divided among them, but this doesn't mean they belong to Lawrence either. They will be used as an investment, which, if it fails, could ruin their futures.

  It's ridiculous how something so small can be so important if you give it enough time to grow.

  Lawrence, Serene Will, Coldness Divine, and Sky Petal travel together to the Heaven’s Fortress city. None of them are used to flirting or showing their love in public, so in the eyes of others, they are just a group like any other.

  The beauty of the three of them might attract the attention of some, but not everyone.

  Certainly, in the capital, there are women much more beautiful than them, but this is due to their high level. Once Coldness Divine and the others reach such levels, the women who can rival them in terms of beauty will be few.

  This is not a pleasure trip. After understanding the area around their home, they stop a carriage and head to their true destination.

  40 minutes later, they get off in a residential area, of a much higher category than Lawrence's house. It's to the point that he asks Serene Will if they are in the right place, but she nods.

  "It must be around here, so far, his information has not failed me."

  They lead the way confidently, without feeling intimidated by the sudden increase in the level of passersby. It doesn't take long to arrive in front of a two-story residence, whose only peculiarity is the large backyard where various wooden models exist.

  Lawrence looks at his wives, and they nod, then he feels his body being restrained by Sky Petal's mana. The next instant, the surroundings distort. When his sight stabilizes, they are all in the backyard of that residence.

  "W- What the hell?!"

  Immediately, a man's surprised shout is heard, followed by the metallic sound of tools falling.

  "Who are you?! What are you doing in my house?!"

  In front of them, just a few meters away, stands a dwarf elf. This man is no more than a meter tall, but his face reveals the appearance of a hunter who has lived for hundreds of years. With green eyes and elf ears, both his hair and beard are golden, a rare sight even in the Divine Plane.

  It is uncommon for a dwarf and an elf to have a child, perhaps due to this, his level has only increased by one compared to the information they have about him.

  His name, Stoic Compass. Level 664.

  "Are you Stoic Compass? The expert in building construction?"

  After hearing that nickname, the dwarf elf snorts. He picks up his tools from the ground while saying: "I'm retired, leave. Nothing you say will change my mind, I don't want money, fame, or eternal life."

  Contrary to his response, Lawrence smiles. They have found the guy they were looking for.

  Serene Will has kept in contact with Sacrilegious Pagan, the underworld informant, constantly. From trivial tasks to important jobs, she has become one of his frequent clients. It won't be long before she gains that man's trust and steals all his contacts.

  It's true that she is far from his level, making it impossible to read his mind, but not the minds of his subordinates. The closer she is to level 700, the more precise the fragments she can read from a ranker. From the beginning, she didn't need to read his mind completely, just the exact moment when the information of his contacts was thought.

  This time they reached Stoic Compass thanks to Sacrilegious Pagan's information, but it was difficult to meet the criteria of their request, this because...

  They needed the expert's level to be lower than Serene Will's.

  "Bastards!"

  Immediately, Stoic Compass feels the mana flowing from these strangers, he steps back and prepares to fight, but he never thought that their attack would come from the same flowers he has carefully watered every day. The small vines of his flowers grow at an unusual rate and capture their own master.

  Stoic Compass can't believe how easily his life has fallen into the enemy's hands.

  'Damn ungrateful flowers! Biting the hand that feeds them!'

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  His thoughts are read by Serene Will, who only shakes her head and then extends her finger towards the forehead of this dwarf elf. Once she retracts her finger, the vines restraining him wither, and he is freed.

  Contrary to what one might expect, instead of escaping, he looks at Lawrence and then a smile blooms on his face.

  "Lawrence! If your woman hadn't hit me, I wouldn't have recognized you, old friend!"

  After seeing the radical change in his personality, they can't help but be terrified of the Memory and Emotion Rewriting magic. Once again, they are glad to have acquired immunity to mental manipulation after inheriting this magic.

  "Stoic Compass, will you listen to my request?"

  He puts his tools aside and wipes his hands as he approaches Lawrence. "My memory may not be the best for having forgotten you, but I'm not stupid. What do you want me to build?"

  Lawrence is glad to hear those words, removes some drawings from his storage ring, and shows them to this building construction expert. Stoic Compass listens to his explanations and strokes his beard.

  "I am retired, normally I wouldn't accept this kind of request, but if it's for you, old friend, I will get these old bones moving once again."

  "Your work will be rewarded, don't doubt it..." Lawrence pauses and then says: "But I have a request."

  "What is it?"

  "The level of the workers must not exceed level 670, this is a request I cannot back down on."

  Stoic Compass thinks silently and after opening his eyes, nods. It's not a request he can't fulfill. The only problem, if it can be considered as such, is that it will take time to gather his old acquaintances and bring them back from their retirement. Like him, they all have their own circumstances.

  He himself, for example, being the son of an elf and a dwarf, has brought him more than one problem. The biggest of them would be his difficulty in leveling up, not properly absorbing the life of his enemies, he is an outsider in the cycle of life and death.

  The cycle that allows leveling up.

  "Most of them shouldn't have surpassed level 650. They must be living so comfortably thanks to our past glory that if I ask them, they will accept. I know them well enough to know that retirement is just making us age."

  Lawrence and the others don't doubt his words. Because they investigated him, they know that this small man has built prestigious palaces, buildings that even sects would pay high sums to have within their territory. For someone whose achievements in life exceed his size several times, he is living his retirement quite humbly. No one would believe that someone of his level is capable of so much.

  If he remains in this house, spending his days creating wooden models, it's because no one has been able to move him. If it weren't for the Memory and Emotion Rewriting magic, it is estimated that Stoic Compass would not change his mind even in the face of threats and torture.

  The achievements in his life are enough not to fear death.

  After finishing their business here, they return to the personal dimension through a Dimensional Rift. Stoic Compass doesn't even flinch at this, much of the information he needed was given to him the moment Serene Will manipulated his mind.

  In his personal dimension, Lawrence asks his women to travel once more.

  "I want to create a sword with the ingot I obtained from the sale of that medicinal pill, the electricity elemental sword is losing its usefulness. Talk to that informant and find a good weapon refiner."

  "Lawrence..."

  Among them, only Serene Will has something to say.

  "Such a precious item... You should wait until you reach level 700 before using it. If by that time you are willing to sacrifice one of your limbs, you could create a personal sword that would surpass any other."

  Her own sword is created with her arm as a sacrifice, she knows what she is talking about. If she hasn't changed swords, it's only because she is waiting to reach level 700 to sacrifice her arm again and create a sword that inherits her Way.

  After hearing this, he snorts. "Not to mention level 700, I don't even have a Way. Although I eagerly await the day Prescribed Dream changes my fate, I won't put all my hopes in that woman."

  He retrieves the sacred elemental ingot of divine purity from his storage ring, and just when Serene Will was about to receive it, Lawrence moves his hand and gives it to Sky Petal. His intention is quite clear.

  "What I need most at this moment is a sacred element sword, no more than that. Don't create unnecessary enemies."

  While Sky Petal nods, Serene Will smiles broadly, not caring about the slight she has just suffered.

  Such a smile makes Lawrence frown because it seems this woman was indeed planning to exceed herself once more. Just as she did with the magic artifact that currently hides his level.