The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Baal naturally followed behind, step by step.

Seeing Dorai enter meditation, it gently stretched, opened its mouth, and spat out a few animal skins. It tore them with its claws, spread them on the ground, and lay down comfortably.

The human race's magic tower is a culmination of alchemy and magic pattern studies. Although this magic tower isn't much, the magical elements are abundant, enough for it to cultivate, which is not bad.

One person and one dog, each cultivating, neither disturbing the other.

However, Dorai quickly discovered a magical element black hole in the world around him. He opened his eyes and saw Baal, so he shook his head, got up, and changed his position.

Competing for energy with a former level seven big shot was simply overestimating himself.

...

In the morning, Dorai's elemental body was almost filled, and his level one strength was consolidated again.

Before he officially wanted to wake up, there was a knock on the door outside, followed by an impatient voice.

"Get up, Dorai, let's go eat."

It was Gudus's voice.

Dorai quickly glanced at Baal, saw that he didn't intend to get up, so he came out alone.

Gudus had received the news in the morning and was no longer arrogant, but much more attentive.

In a month, Dorai would serve as a magic potion lecturer, and could also attend other departments as a student. This treatment was simply enviable. The personnel appointment and supporting resources would arrive in half a month.

"You are so lucky, with my teacher here, your lecturer status is guaranteed. It's really enviable. Can you give me a discount when I come to buy medicine from you in the future?" Gudus said pitifully.

"As long as you provide the materials, I can help you refine them for free, but you have to be my assistant," Dorai said indifferently.

Gudus immediately perked up and said, "Okay, aren't you afraid I'll steal your skills?"

Dorai glanced at him and said calmly, "Do you know why there are so few people in magic potion studies? It's because even if you steal it, you may not be able to learn it."

Gudus's face changed instantly, "How annoying." He decided to ignore Dorai, but after taking a few steps, he started introducing him again.

"This magic tower is Teacher Lamb's exclusive magic tower. The people living here are all his students. The teacher specializes in wind and mind-based witchcraft, so these disciples are also. The fourth floor is for intermediate wizard apprentices, the fifth floor is for advanced wizard apprentices, and the sixth floor is for us official wizards. The place to eat is on the fifth floor."

Dorai nodded, and the two went downstairs, soon arriving on the fifth floor. They met many people on the way, who greeted Gudus one after another.

Gudus became smug, "I am currently the only disciple of the teacher in the tower, envious?"

Dorai glanced at him and sighed in his heart, "What a loser."

They soon arrived on the fifth floor, in one of the rooms.

Dorai discovered that there were not many people in this area. The four or five rooms around were empty, two or three of which were kitchens, and the others were places to eat.

This was a buffet. You could take it from the kitchen yourself, take as much as you wanted, and you could also take it away, but you had to pay for food every month.

The food was very rich, with various meats, dishes, and fruits, which looked very delicious, but the meal fee was also ridiculously expensive, two gold coins a month, more outrageous than what nobles ate.

Therefore, most poor apprentices would choose to go to the restaurants in the ordinary school district outside the magic tower, which were cheaper.

Regarding this point, Gudus had the most say.

"The food here is terribly expensive. I rarely come here to eat. However, the meat here is all magic beast meat, which is good for you after eating it."

He ate while looking bitter and resentful. Obviously, for someone like him without a source of income, eating in the magic tower was also a luxury.

Dorai was a little surprised, and was shocked to learn the price, but after seeing the dishes, he felt that it was not expensive. Two gold coins a month, you know, that's for a month's worth of food, not just one meal.

Just as the two were eating, a few more people came in. They were wearing gorgeous clothes, with commanding gestures and arrogant eyes.

They were not young, about twenty-three or four years old. One of them, upon seeing Gudus, immediately mocked, "Senior Gudus, why are you interested in eating here today? It seems you made some money on your trip."

The others laughed when they heard this.

They each sat down, put down the food in their hands, and looked at Gudus teasingly.

Dorai glanced at them, slightly surprised. This group of seven people were all level one wizards, although they were a bit older.

The Glory Empire truly has wizards everywhere.

Gudus's face turned cold at this time. He snorted and said, "Yes, I'm spending my own money, I'm happy to."

That person retorted, "That's because you can only spend your own money, hehe." They also saw Dorai at this time and observed him.

Dorai was wearing casual clothes today, also made by Lamras, which looked casual and noble. It was obvious that he was not an ordinary person, coupled with his unique temperament. These people didn't know where he came from and didn't dare to mock him.

However, when they saw Dorai eating, their expressions became strange. This person obviously didn't know the etiquette of eating. He used the knife and fork indiscriminately, obviously a country bumpkin.

So they shook their heads and stopped paying attention.

Gudus's face suddenly turned ugly. He saw the expressions of those people, his face changed, and he glanced at Dorai, but saw him eating by himself, not feeling despised at all.

He stopped talking and prepared to eat quietly.

Wizards eat elegantly, and even Gudus was no exception, maintaining a strong gentlemanly style. Looking at Dorai, he used his knife and fork together, waving them like they were flying. Soon, even Gudus couldn't stand it anymore. Others showed disdain when they saw this.

Gudus finally couldn't stand it anymore and gently pushed Dorai.

Dorai ate the last bite. With this push, a large piece of meat fell to the ground. He looked at the meat on the ground, a little tangled. Pick it up and eat it? Forget it, forget it, never mind.

"What are you doing?"

"Your eating manners are too unsightly," Gudus whispered.

Dorai said angrily, "Unsightliness is unsightly. If you don't like to watch, look north. If you make such a fuss, be careful I'll beat you up."

He lowered his head, picked up the meat on the ground, put it on the plate, and left directly.

At this time, those people chuckled. One of them said, "Gudus, is this your relative? Where did this mud leg come from?"

Gudus's face became strange. Mud leg, he was afraid that he could cripple you with one hand. He glanced at that person and said strangely, "Mud leg? I remember Sano, you seem to be minoring in magic potion studies? Are you going to offend your teacher so soon?"

The face of the person named Sano suddenly changed? Teacher?

He immediately lowered his head and dared not look at Dorai.

The others also became strange at this time. This person who looked like a country bumpkin was actually a magic potion lecturer. How was this possible?

Gudus gloated, "Sano, you have this day too?"

Dorai looked at those people at this time, his face as usual, unable to see what he was thinking in his heart, but those who knew him would know that he was angry.