The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Ramlus wasn't particularly willing when he saw Dorre. Their identities were different, and the people they served were different. However, when Dorre took out two more gold coins and asked for two sets of casual clothes, Ramlus's expression immediately changed.

In Waltz City, even nobles rarely had such a lavish hand.

Two gold coins were enough for ordinary people to live well for several years, yet the other party casually took them out just to buy a few presentable clothes. This person's identity was probably not simple. Looking at Master Lamb, Ramlus immediately understood that this person was also a wizard.

He became attentive, measuring height, arm length, and so on. After finishing all this, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. They returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Nothing happened overnight.

In the early morning, Dorre opened his eyes. The sky was just beginning to brighten, and faint light from outside the window shone through the gaps in the curtains, emitting a faint red glow.

Getting out of bed, he washed up and went to the corridor.

He could sense that Gudos and Lamb were already awake.

As a young man, Gudos liked to sleep in, but the adventurer life of the past month had already adjusted his habits.

The three of them quickly gathered. Lamb and Gudos prepared to go shopping outside, and Dorre also expressed his intention to wander around.

His purpose was to bring Baal back using a suitable method. That guy was actually right beside him, but no one could sense it.

Lamb and Gudos went out together, leaving Dorre alone.

Half an hour later, Dorre walked out alone. Soon, he returned from outside, followed by a black mastiff.

As soon as he returned to the hotel lobby, a waiter quickly approached. At the same time, Ramlus was also waiting in the lobby.

Dorre was a little surprised. In such a short time, overnight plus the morning, the clothes were already ready?

When Ramlus saw Dorre, he gave a respectful bow using etiquette that Dorre didn't understand at all. "Please follow me to the dressing room, Master Dorre."

A moment later, Dorre walked out in a well-fitting formal suit. As for the previous clothes, they were directly discarded in the dressing room.

Walking into the lobby, the waiter's eyes lit up.

Although Dorre was only fourteen years old now, he was growing quickly and was already as tall as an average adult. In addition, reading, learning martial arts, and practicing magic gave him a very special temperament. After changing his clothes, the waiter was somewhat amazed.

He really was a big shot. Changing clothes really changed his identity.

Dorre was very satisfied with the clothes. Although they were just ordinary clothes and not a magic robe, they felt different when he put them on. They were very comfortable.

He nodded and gave an extra 50 silver coins. Under the waiter's envious gaze, he leisurely went upstairs.

As for the pedigree dog behind Dorre, its presence was extremely low, so no one paid much attention to it, as if it didn't exist at all.

At 12 noon, Lamb and Gudos returned to the hotel, checked out, and left the hotel under the respectful gaze of the waiter and manager.

Sitting in the carriage, Dorre still drove himself, leaving Waltz City.

An apprentice wizard entering Waltz City would attract some attention, but no one would care about him, an extremely ordinary person.

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Waltz City is located in a rolling semi-hilly, semi-plain area. Less than ten kilometers from Waltz City, after crossing a small hill, you can see a small, continuous mountain range in the distance.

"That is the Elleng Mountains. All magic beasts above level three have been cleared out. Level one and two magic beasts exist as trial targets for students. Although our academy is a middle-level academy, its strength is not much different from that of a high-level academy. As long as Dean Elleng advances to level six, it will leap to become a high-level power. At that time, even Waltz City and the surrounding small towns will become objects of pursuit for ordinary forces."

Dorre nodded, indicating that he understood.

Gudos looked at Dorre suspiciously. "Northern kid, do you really understand, or are you pretending to understand?"

Dorre raised his head and looked at him with disdain. "I am also a wizard. Although I wouldn't say I'm well-read, I have read general history books. Although I don't understand the system of the Glorious Empire, the Elleng Academy controls the surrounding high-end power. If it advances itself, the Wizard Alliance will definitely have resource inclinations, and the surrounding people will flock to it."

Gudos was stunned.

Was this still the poor man from the Northern Kingdom? After changing his clothes, did this person change?

Lamb stroked his chin and nodded with satisfaction. Wisdom, wit, decisiveness, and firmness were the qualities he admired most in Dorre. Looking at Gudos, alas, people can't be compared.

"You understand correctly. That's how it is. Our Glorious Wizard Alliance values the grading of forces very much. If it's not the same level, resource allocation is controlled very strictly. You can think of this, compared to Gudos, you are a true wizard."

Gudos's face immediately fell.

Dorre was sitting in the driver's seat and couldn't see his face.

Just then, Gudos saw Baal squatting beside Dorre.

"Huh, where did you get this dog? Why didn't I see it just now?"

Lamb covered his face. "Alas, I saw it when we got in the car. This disciple is hopeless."

Baal rested his head on his paws, lying next to Dorre, humming in his heart.

He was a level seven creature, capable of controlling people's minds. For Lamb, he didn't control the power on his body, but for Gudos, if he wanted to, he wouldn't even have the chance to discover him.

Dorre didn't speak, driving forward.

The mountains became closer and closer, and the surrounding villages and towns became fewer and fewer, eventually disappearing, and the outside all turned into wilderness.

The trees were lush, the grass was green, and at a glance, the surrounding world was full of green.

The red glow of the setting sun shone out from among the shadows of the trees, falling on Dorre's face, adding a layer of radiance to him.

He suddenly raised his hand, and a magic missile flew out, shooting into the forest. In the blink of an eye, something rolled down the hillside.

This was already the unknown number of times he had taken action, all of which were hits.

As long as he felt a slight threat, he would immediately extinguish the threat in its infancy, not allowing himself to be in danger. This was already a habit formed in the caravan.

At first, Gudos still had some complaints. He had also discovered those ordinary beasts. They generally wouldn't attack the carriage and didn't need to be bothered with.

When Dorre took action, he knew that this guy's mental power was no lower than his own. Was there any point in killing ordinary beasts?

Just then, Dorre took action again, still a very fast magic missile. He just raised his hand, and a corpse appeared in the distant forest.

Gudos couldn't help but speak.

"These beasts won't attack you, why kill them?"

Dorre's mouth twitched. "I'm used to it. Besides, even if they don't attack us, won't they attack the villages below?"

Gudos was thoughtful.

Lamb nodded. He didn't sympathize with those beasts. If they dared to observe them by the roadside, they could naturally observe other carriages going up the mountain. If they weren't afraid, it didn't mean that others weren't afraid. Dorre was right to do so, and it could also train magic release speed and accuracy.

Dorre's magic was already beyond reproach, fast and accurate, which was already the standard of a senior level one wizard.

He even observed that Dorre had always used external energy and had not used his own energy. This could only mean one thing: the magic imprint of his own power was very likely not pure energy.