The Witcher: Elemental Lords

In the past few days, he had read several books, and the descriptions of Tier 2 were somewhat different from what he had imagined.

He used to think that Tier 2 meant learning to release Tier 2 spells, and that's how the books described it, but the reality wasn't so simple.

To release spells of a certain element, one must first have a full understanding and comprehension of that element. Many of the spell nodes in Tier 2 spells contain descriptions of the elements. Without a deep understanding, even if one merely copies the spell model, its power will be quite ordinary.

This made him extremely interested in the spell models themselves.

He thought of the spells he knew: Burning Hand, Fireball, Mage Hand, Magic Missile, etc.

Problems he hadn't paid attention to before now suddenly became clear. For example, why Burning Hand didn't burn his own hand, while Fireball could hurt him. Or why Fireball's spell nodes were so few, while Tier 2 spells like Chain Fireball and Explosive Fireball had so many nodes.

These were all questions that needed to be thought about and verified.

The books might have answers, but the real answers came from practice.

After a long time, a voice startled him.

"Wizard Dole, we've arrived at the Rose Hotel."

Dole lifted the curtain, stepped down from the carriage, and looked up to see a magnificent hotel standing before him. He smiled slightly, took out 30 silver coins from his pocket, and handed them to the young man.

The young man quickly thanked him and gratefully left. Thirty silver coins were enough for him to live on for a long time.

The Rose Hotel was not small. After Dole entered, he saw a spacious lobby, seemingly with few people.

After entering the hotel, Dole suddenly understood what the person had said, because inside, under the Rose Hotel's signboard, were the four large characters 'Rose Merchant Guild'.

He understood.

Behind the counter, three people in uniform formal wear were sitting together: an older man and two relatively young women.

Dole went to the older man, took out a token from his pocket, handed it to him, and said, "I want to see your person in charge."

The old man swallowed back what he was about to say, glanced at the token, and his pupils suddenly contracted, a different look appearing in his eyes.

This was a high-level token of the Merchant Guild, proving that this was no ordinary partner.

He extended his hand and gestured slightly, "I am. Please, come with me."

Dole nodded, "Then I'll trouble you."

Arriving at the back, the two entered a quiet room. The old man waved his hand, dismissing the others, invited Dole to sit at the table, and respectfully returned the token to him.

He smiled and said, "What do you need, honored guest?"

Dole put away the token, pondered slightly, and said, "I need Nethergrass, Scarletflame Grass, Crimson Sea Urchin…" He rattled off more than a dozen Tier 2 and Tier 3 materials in one breath, some even reaching Tier 4.

The old man instantly understood that this was a Tier 3 alchemist.

He thought for a moment and said, "The Merchant Guild's nature is as a transit point. We don't currently have the items you want, but I've noted the list and will send them to you when they arrive? Also, what kind of cooperation method do you need? Direct purchase, or a processing partnership? Can we specifically order some special medicines from you!"

Dole knew that this was the characteristic of merchant guilds; they pursued maximum profit, and wouldn't let go of anything they could bind.

"I'll pay to buy them. If you need special medicines, then please provide the recipe and relevant materials. Under the premise of not violating the laws of the Glorious Empire, I can help you make them, only charging a certain fee."

The old man nodded slightly, revealing a smile, "Then, happy cooperation. Please provide your name and address so we can conveniently supply the goods."

Dole handed the written note to the old man.

The old man only glanced at it before his eyes lit up, "You're a senior alchemy lecturer at Ellengard Academy? It's truly an honor."

Dole gave a wry smile, "I'm just a commoner, it's nothing."

The old man shook his head, indicating his disagreement.

Megtan knew very well what Ellengard Academy was. Without a certain level of ability, the position of lecturer was impossible. But he happened to be a lecturer and had contacted them, which only meant one thing: there was a problem with his source of materials.

Given the current situation in Waltz City, there could only be one possibility: someone was restricting him. Otherwise, the appearance of a Tier 3 alchemist would inevitably be eagerly sought after.

Just like Fiss and Luo Qiu, they had long since become honored guests of several major families.

The fact that Dole could find them only meant one thing: he didn't want to join a faction. The side effect of not joining a faction was that his resources were restricted.

He chuckled, his tone strong and confident, "Please call me Megtan. For alchemists, some people may be able to restrict your channels, but they can't restrict your profession. We, the Rose Merchant Guild, will take on you as our VIP."

Now it was Dole's turn to be somewhat surprised. Was this really just that small merchant guild that still had to travel with others? "

He nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you. I live in the Lamb Magic Tower. If I'm not there, look for Gutus, he will arrange the receipt of goods."

Megtan nodded.

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The two chatted for a while. After a moment, Dole walked out of the Rose Merchant Guild with a relaxed expression.

This trip was not in vain. This Rose Merchant Guild indeed had the capability.

As soon as he came out, he glanced around and saw a well-dressed figure across the street waving at him.

Seeing this person, Dole was a little strange. He didn't know the other party, but it was clear that the other party knew him. Moreover, he was wearing the unified uniform of the academy's wizards, a magic robe. This piece of clothing had solidified dozens of magic pattern combinations and three different types of defensive or other functional magic arrays. Just one piece cost more than two thousand gold coins, which ordinary wizards couldn't afford at all.

Dole didn't move. Seeing this, the man strode over.

Coming in front of Dole, the man bowed slightly and smiled, "Lecturer Dole, hello. I am Morris from the Cesia family. May I invite you to have a meal together?"

In the wizarding world, refusing someone was a very impolite thing, especially a noble.

Dole thought for a moment, it seemed like he had seen this name somewhere, so he said, "Okay, let's go somewhere nearby."

Morris smiled faintly. He looked up at the Rose Hotel and glanced to the side.

He was somewhat surprised to have tracked Dole here. This guy seemed to be alone, but he actually had connections with the Merchant Guild. His older brothers and sisters were probably miscalculating.

Although the Rose Merchant Guild's strength wasn't very great, their resources were very extensive, and their backing was very strong. Unless they tore their faces apart, it would probably not be very realistic to rely on individuals to block them.

"There's a dessert shop over there, please."

Dole also saw it, there was a bakery.

Letting the coachman wait for him for a while, Dole and this Morris guy went to the bakery.

He hadn't seen this guy before, and this person wasn't on the academy's list of geniuses, so he didn't know what his angle was. As he walked, he pondered, and suddenly remembered where he had seen this name.

Was it on that list of students?

Bakeries were a favorite place for the lower and middle classes, but this bakery was obviously a bit more high-end. Besides the place for direct sales to the outside at the entrance, the inside was decorated very luxuriously. After entering, Morris found a private room.