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He sighed. "The world of giants is too cruel. Grop... he's too short and not very bright. If I take him back to the tribe, he'll only be bullied and mocked by the other giants."
Levin nodded as he thought of the young giants who did odd jobs at the giants' banquet.
"I didn't realize you were such a kind-hearted person."
Levin's voice carried a hint of admiration, and his gaze toward Moholt softened considerably.
Through his psychic abilities, he could tell that the other person was telling the truth.
Such a giant is indeed a suitable partner.
He paused, then continued, "Then why did you never tell Hagrid about these things? As Gropp's brother, he should have had the right to know that Gropp was here."
“Friedivafa wouldn’t like it.” Moholt sighed and shook his head. “Friedivafa hates short children, she hates Grop, but she hates Hagrid even more. She wouldn’t like it.”
It sounds like this Moholt has some special feelings for Hagrid's mother, Friedwafa, perhaps because she's one of her ex-husbands or even a simp.
However, Levin had no interest in the gossip about the Titans.
He looked at the old giant before him, at his frail and aged body, and suddenly said, "I can see that your life is coming to an end. Your body is already overburdened, and old injuries and diseases are constantly eroding you. However, I have a suggestion that may change your fate."
Moholt looked up, a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "You...you can help me?"
“Of course,” Levin nodded. “As a wizard, I have the ability to create all sorts of potions. I can heal your old wounds and illnesses, prolonging your life. But you must sign a magical contract with me and pledge allegiance to me. What do you think of this deal?”
"You really have this ability?" Moholt's eyes widened, as if he had seen a lifeline. "But... but how do I know you're not lying to me? After all, we're not that familiar with each other..."
Levin sneered, interrupting him: "You doubt my abilities? I could easily knock you unconscious right now and force you into a contract. Or I could just walk away; there are plenty of young Titans out there, and I can find another replacement anytime. The reason I chose you is to give you a chance out of respect for Hagrid."
After saying that, Levin turned around and made a move to leave.
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"Wait! I accept your terms!"
Levin stopped and slowly turned around. He saw Moholt, ignoring the pain from being tied up, crawling forward on the ground, trying to get closer to Levin.
Levin was deeply moved by his actions.
He took a piece of parchment from his pocket, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the parchment floated to Moholt's front.
Moholt crawled forward with difficulty, using both his hands and feet, until he finally touched the light parchment.
He carefully picked it up, tilted his head back, and looked at Levin with a mixture of awe and confusion in his eyes: "How can I fulfill the contract?"
Levin scrutinized the giant's massive hand, comparing it to the tiny parchment, and said helplessly, "Given your size, a signature is clearly impossible. In that case, let's use your blood to leave a fingerprint."
Without the slightest hesitation, Moholt immediately bit his index finger, drawing blood.
Blood gushed out instantly, and he endured the pain, pressing his blood-soaked fingers onto the parchment.
Immediately afterwards, the words on the parchment seemed to come alive and began to shimmer.
The light was not dazzling, but it carried a mysterious and solemn aura.
As the light gradually faded, Moholt felt an invisible force quietly descend upon him and enter his body.
When he looked at Levin again, he was surprised to find that his hostility had vanished without a trace, replaced by a strange sense of awe.
With a gentle wave of his wand, Levin revealed a crystal-clear potion to Moholt.
“Drink this potion, and all your hidden injuries and illnesses will be cured,” Levin explained to Moholt. “This will allow you to live at least ten more years.”
In fact, it was a diluted version of the elixir of rejuvenation that Levin created using the Philosopher's Stone. If there was enough of this elixir, it would not only allow one to live for ten more years, but also for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Moholt accepted the potion with tears of gratitude and drank it all in one gulp.
This potion is a lot for humans, but it's not enough to soothe his throat.
But as soon as the potion was swallowed, he immediately felt a warm current flowing through his body, and the pain and illness that had plagued him for many years seemed to be relieved at that moment.
Levin nodded in satisfaction, then began to assign his first task:
“You seem to hold a high position in the tribe. Next, I will provide you with some prey from this area. Tonight, you will host a grand giant banquet and invite a group of giants to attend.”
He paused, then added, “Of course, you can invite some older giants you have a good relationship with; their wisdom and experience will be a valuable asset. However, most of those invited should be strong and healthy young men around 4.9 years old; they are the future and hope of the tribe. The male-to-female ratio should also be as balanced as possible.”
After listening attentively to Levin's instructions, Moholt finally couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what is the purpose of holding this banquet?"
Levin thought for a moment and then revealed, "I am here on behalf of the Department of Magical Creature Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic of the Underworld. As far as we know, your place is the last giant tribe in the world. We plan to establish a new giant reserve in the Underworld to provide you with a safe and harmonious home. And you and your companions will be the first residents of this reserve."
Moholt's eyes widened; the news was both unexpected and a pleasant surprise to him.
Although being treated as a protected animal by the wizards saddened them, it also meant they would have a safe home and no longer have to worry about reproduction and survival. Gratitude shone in his eyes.
"I understand, sir. I will do my best to handle this matter for you."
Chapter 469 Civil strife among giants
In the deep cave, Rubeus Hagrid and Mrs. Olem Maxim were chatting happily, eagerly discussing the gift-giving arrangements for the next day, their faces beaming with smiles.
The noise was so loud, it sounded like a hundred mischievous ghosts causing trouble.
Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim immediately stopped talking. They exchanged a glance, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes, and then stood up and quickly ran out of the cave.
When they rushed out of the cave, the sight before them made their hearts race instantly.
The valley was filled with chaos, the sounds of giants fighting and shouting rising and falling, creating a chaotic battlefield.
These giants, relying on their powerful bodies, collided and fought with each other in the valley, each collision producing a loud bang, as if to shatter the entire valley.
This physical fighting style is bloody and cruel, making it unbearable to watch.
In the center of the battlefield, Gugokakus was the most eye-catching. He was extremely ugly, but his strength was astonishing, and he was completely unlike his usual lazy self.
With his large, rough hands, he threw punches, each one accompanied by a whistling sound. No giant could stand up to him alone, and very few could withstand several of his punches without falling. Giants around him would avoid him whenever they saw him.
However, just as Kakus snapped off the head of a giant and roared angrily, a huge giant with a human bone necklace quietly approached him.
The giant wielded a gleaming axe, and taking advantage of Kakus's momentary lapse in attention, he swung it down from behind.
A flash of cold light swept across the axe, instantly severing Kakus's head.
Blood gushed from Kakus's cavity like a fountain, staining the land red.
Kakus's body took a few more steps before he fell straight to the ground. His head rolled like a ball a few steps before coming to a stop.
The giant wielding a sharp axe strode forward, lifted Kakus's head, and removed the fairy helmet from his head.
As the helmet was removed, Kakus's hideous and terrifying face was revealed, but he was already lifeless.
The giant then threw Kakus's head into the high-altitude lake next to the valley, creating ripples on the surface.
Soon, Kakus's head sank to the bottom of the unfathomable lake.
As the sun rises, golden sunlight spills across the valley, but it cannot dispel the stench of blood in the air.
The snow in the valley was dyed a striking red, as if telling the story of the fierce battle that had just ended.
The power transition among the giants is complete, and a new Gogo has emerged.
Hagrid stood at the edge of the valley, looking at the scene before him, and couldn't help but sigh, "Olim, we've only been friends with Kakus for two days, and the giants' Gugo has already changed. This change is too fast."
Mrs. Maxim nodded heavily, her gaze falling on New Gugo, who was sitting on a thick crossbeam.
Xin Gugo wore Kakus's helmet, revealing a large set of black teeth beneath his black hair, making him look fierce and menacing.
His axe was stuck in the ground beside him, gleaming coldly, and the blood hadn't even been wiped away.
“No wonder there are so few giants,” Mrs. Maxim said bitterly. “New Gugogol is probably not as easy to talk to as Kakus.”
Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim exchanged a glance, both seeing deep worry in each other's eyes.
However, they have no intention of giving up.
Hagrid turned his head and looked back at the valley: "Shall we go over there?"
Mrs. Maxim showed her decisive and resolute side: "Of course, we've come all this way, how can we give up after only two days? Let's give it a try."
Hagrid nodded, looking at her with a hint of admiration; he appreciated courageous people.
So he picked up the gift he had originally intended for Kakus and strode toward New Gugo, with Mrs. Maxim following closely behind.
When they reached the new Gugo, the new ruler was leaning against the crossbeam, one hand resting on the axe.
He gave Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim a cold look, his eyes full of disdain and hostility.
Just seeing this, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim could already sense that their attempt was likely to end in failure.
But Hagrid was still unwilling to give up and planned to make one last effort.
He took a breath, trying to remain calm, and then held up the gift he had originally intended for Kakus—a large roll of dragon hide—and proclaimed, "A gift for the giant Gugo—"
However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy.
—He was already firmly under the control of the two giants under the command of New Gugo.
Those two rough, large hands, like iron clamps, tightly bound him and roughly hung him upside down.
Hagrid struggled, but could not move an inch and could only watch helplessly as the ground receded further and further away from him.
Just then, a flash of silver light appeared, accompanied by Mrs. Maxim's stern shout:
"Let him go!"
She had already drawn her wand and swiftly cast a spell, two Eye Spells shooting out like lightning, accurately striking the eyes of the two giants.
Such a reaction is befitting of Beauxbatons' principal.
The two giants immediately cried out in pain and released their grip on Hagrid.
Hagrid felt a sudden weight on his body and then fell heavily to the ground.
Ignoring the pain, he rolled over and stood up, then quickly ran towards Mrs. Maxim.
However, the giants around them were enraged by this scene.
They staggered over, each step sending tremors through the valley.
Their eyes gleamed with hatred, as if they wanted to tear the wizard before them to pieces.
As Moholt said, the giants harbored a deep hatred for wizards and magic because of their past experiences, and Lady Maxim's recent use of magic against the giants undoubtedly deepened this hatred.
Hatred shone in their eyes; Lady Maxim had used magic on the giants, which was why the giants hated wizards.
Mrs. Maxim glanced at the approaching giant and her heart tightened.
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