Whether it was the Gray-robed Mage or Quin Essey, because there were too many uncertain things, both keeping them alive or killing them gave Lyle a sense of difficulty.
Of course, there were benefits!
Precisely because these two people's identities were not simple, Lyle could also obtain more important intelligence from them.
The Emerald Leaf Witch and the White Mist Witch shuddered simultaneously.
"I ask, you answer. Do you understand?" Lyle said coldly.
Hearing that Lyle was only asking questions and not killing them immediately, the Twin Witches hurriedly nodded.
"What race are you?"
"We don't, know." The Emerald Leaf Witch carefully whispered: "In the entire Great Wetlands, only the two of us are of the same race."
Facing this answer, Lyle was somewhat disappointed.
Given the current situation, he didn't think the Twin Witches would lie about such a thing.
"Tell me the whole sequence of events." Lyle asked again coldly.
With the Twin Witches speaking without reservation, the entire context of the matter began to become clear. The Gray-robed Mage had arrived at the Great Wetlands several years ago and had immediately controlled the two of them.
Through the Magic Cauldron stolen from the Lizardman tribe, the Twin Witches cooperated with the Gray-robed Mage to conduct magic research on the eggs produced by the Frogman.
It was only recently that the Gray-robed Mage's research results finally showed promise, and the Twin Witches immediately realized that the moment the magic research truly yielded results, they would completely lose their value.
At this very moment, the Twin Witches, through their subordinates the Cave Lizardmen, discovered Lyle, who was powerful enough to fight the entire Lizardman tribe single-handedly.
Therefore, they lured Lyle into the depths of the Great Wetlands, intending for him to fight the Gray-robed Mage so they could seize the opportunity to escape.
As for the appearance of Quin Essey, it was completely an accident and not within the Twin Witches' plan.
After hearing this, Lyle pondered slightly and raised his arm to wave at the nearby Archangel of Peace.
The Archangel of Peace moved, lifted the unconscious Gray-robed Mage, and brought him before Lyle. It fished out a translucent, egg-shaped object the size of a glass marble from the other's bosom and handed it over.
"Is this the thing the other party spent so much time researching?"
Lyle pinched the translucent, egg-shaped object in his hand and pressed it slightly; it was slippery and a bit hard.
Judging from the previous situation, another purpose for the Gray-robed Mage researching this item was to lure Quin Essey. Something that could catch the attention of a member of the Black Scripture showed the value of this experimental item.
"Item Appraisal." Lyle cast the spell.
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Item: Artificial Monster · Frogmans Egg (Inferior)
Rank: Lowest (1-10)
Restriction: Can only be controlled by the creator.
Effect: After injecting magic power, the Frogmans Egg can be activated, causing it to rapidly grow into an adult Frogman, with a Rank between (5-10Lv). Because it is a lifeform forcibly accelerated into being, it possesses no intelligence and can only survive for one hour, after which it will die.
Introduction: Artificial monster.
...
Seeing the appraisal Information for the "Frogmans Egg", Lyle took a slight breath and subconsciously glanced at the unconscious Gray-robed Mage.
Artificial monster?
To think he could create something like this!
A Rank of 5-10Lv already reached the standard of elite soldiers in various human nations, and such a small "Frogmans Egg" could replace an elite soldier.
No wonder Quin Essey had his eyes on this item!
A rare expression of gravity appeared on Lyle's face. He remembered that a frog could produce about 3,000 to 6,000 eggs each time; even if the Frogman's egg production was reduced tenfold, if they were all made into "Frogmans Egg"s, one could easily raise an elite demi-human race army!
Moreover, because they lacked intelligence and would not experience negative emotions like fear or dread of death, they were elite troops that completely obeyed commands.
When Lyle thought of this, even he was startled, but he soon realized that such a thing had not appeared in the original work.
In all likelihood, the difficulty and failure rate of creating these "Frogmans Egg"s were extremely high, and they simply did not possess the potential for mass production.
However!
This technology—
Lyle turned around, looked at the unconscious Gray-robed Mage held by the Archangel of Peace, and raised his fist, striking the other's chest with one blow.
"Ah!" An intense sensation of pain struck, waking the Gray-robed Mage, who couldn't help but let out a scream.
The Twin Witches, who were huddled to the side in fear, couldn't help but tremble again.
"All-Race Charm!"
Invisible mental magic poured into the Gray-robed Mage's brain, causing the other's screaming to pause, and his gaze became dull.
If the other party were fully conscious and prepared, he naturally would not be controlled by charm-type magic. But unfortunately, in the current situation, he was completely unable to resist.
"State your identity." Lyle said.
"I am a member of 'Zuranon'." The Gray-robed Mage said stiffly.
Lyle was somewhat stunned, then added: "Heh, I really do have quite a connection with your organization."
"What race are these Twin Witches?"
From the Twin Witches' answer, he realized that it was highly likely the Gray-robed Mage had sought them out intentionally.
"According to the Information I have collected, the Twin Witches have a certain relationship with the Demon God who descended 200 years ago; it is highly likely they are the remaining descendants of the Demon God." The Gray-robed Mage's voice sounded.