The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Magtan clearly knew Lamb, and upon hearing his words, immediately stood up, gave a slight bow, and said, "Dean Lamb, these words of mine naturally represent the Rose Merchant Guild's branch in Huaz City, and also represent me personally."

"Then do you know the value of this year's output?"

Magtan smiled faintly, "Close to hundreds of thousands of gold coins in revenue."

Lamb nodded, "This number is comparable to that of a mid-sized noble family. What kind of price are you willing to pay?"

Magtan naturally understood the situation, so his voice resonated, "We are willing to give up one-third of the profits."

Lamb pursed his lips and looked at Magtan, unable to say a word. This guy was really bold. In this way, they wouldn't earn much. At the normal price, they could earn 100,000 gold coins, but now they could only earn a little over 60,000. Maintaining a merchant guild with that kind of money could only be considered a small profit, but they would gain Dorre's friendship. This guy had a pretty good small plan.

At this time, Dorre pondered for a while, "For your Rose Merchant Guild, I am personally quite grateful. You provided the best environment when I was at my lowest. How about this, there is no need to sign this contract. I will provide all of the output to you, but if a friend asks me for some, I will not refuse. Of course, the quantity will not be much."

Magtan had dealt with Dorre more than once, so he naturally believed in Dorre's character. He smiled and said, "Then we will have a happy cooperation, and we look forward to you developing it soon."

The two men's hands were clasped tightly together.

With a foundation for cooperation between the two families, nothing else was a problem. The Rose Merchant Guild provided the recipe, and Dorre and Lamb bid farewell.

...

Sitting in the carriage, Lamb sighed, "You were still rash. Selling to individuals will always earn more than selling to merchant guilds."

But he understood Dorre's thoughts. When he couldn't buy medicinal herbs, it was the Rose Merchant Guild that helped him.

Dorre smiled faintly, not taking it to heart, "It's only a year. A first-level wizard's lifespan is one hundred and twenty years. I'm fifteen years old after the New Year, so there's still plenty of time. The Rose Merchant Guild has helped me too much, and I'm willing to pay some gold coin losses."

Lamb looked at Dorre's face and felt for the first time that this little boy's thin body contained great power.

Just this state of mind alone made the geniuses in the academy look like dog shit.

"Alright, I understand. If anyone gives you trouble in the future, I will help you block it. Of course, you must also do your best to help me cultivate pharmacists."

Sano and Morris's advancement to Level 3 made Lamb psychologically happy beyond measure.

"Okay."

...

In the spring of the 326th year of the Mafa calendar, just after the Spring Festival, a rumor spread from the Huaz City Pharmacist Guild that someone had advanced to a Level 4 pharmacist, becoming the fourth Level 4 pharmacist in Huaz City.

As soon as this news came out, it caused a sensation in a small area. Level 4 pharmacists were of great help to Level 2 professionals. For a time, they inquired about who it was.

But when they knew who it was, some people were ecstatic, while others were dumbfounded.

Even more excited were the common pharmacist students of the Ellengard Academy. They were so excited because the lecturer's advancement to Level 4 also increased their status by several points. Some people worked hard to improve themselves, some secretly rejoiced, and some ran around spreading the news.

The whole thing caused a sensation in the Ellengard Academy's alchemy world.

And upon hearing this news, Vice Dean Nicole, Vice Dean Williams, and Vice Dean Nicholas were simply struck by a blow to the head.

At this time, Dorre had already completed more than half of the research on the Level 4 mental power potion, wasting hundreds of gold coins worth of materials.

After Level 4 potions, Nethergrass was no longer the main ingredient, but instead became an auxiliary material, while the main ingredient became Shadowgrass. This kind of medicinal material had a high energy level, and it was very troublesome to purify. If Dorre's own magic power was not extremely strong, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.

He finally understood why those Level 4 pharmacists were all Level 2 wizards or even Level 3 wizards. This difficulty was indeed a bit too great.

Ten days later, the first batch of ten bottles of Level 2 mental power potions were freshly baked, but the success rate at this time was also below 30%.

After coming to the Glory Empire, magic crystals were no longer the main factor limiting him, but rather the slow improvement of mental power caused the slow improvement of potion science. He had taken the medicine and was meditating every day. His strength was improving, but it was very unsatisfactory.

He consulted Barr, who kicked him into the corner of the wall, saying that he was greedy and dissatisfied, and that this speed was already very fast. His fire element was already almost 90 centimeters long, only ten centimeters away from being one meter.

One meter was almost the threshold for Level 2.

If you want to be fast, it's also very simple. Taking hallucinogenic potions and painful potions can also increase the upper limit of mental power to a certain extent.

Just thinking of the pain of taking hallucinogenic potions made Dorre feel uncomfortable.

The first batch of mental power potions was quickly delivered, and Dorre came to the Pharmacist Guild to officially certify as a Level 4 pharmacist.

This time, he passed smoothly, and no one made things difficult for him. He officially became a formal Level 4 pharmacist with a license to work.

Having reached this point, Dorre breathed a sigh of relief. With this layer of identity protection, he was considered to have officially gained a firm foothold in this place. In the future, whoever wanted to deal with him would have to weigh themselves.

He strolled out of the Pharmacist Guild, full of confidence.

At this moment, a large group of soldiers passed through the city gate, marching heroically towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The army entered the city.

Dorre took a step back and came to the steps of the Pharmacist Guild, watching the army come from afar.

He clearly felt the murderous aura and blood aura on this army. Strange forces spread around, and the surrounding people were unconsciously affected by the force and consciously made way for a road.

The street was silent, and everyone was watching this iron-blooded army.

At the front of the army, seven people were riding magnificent horses, their footsteps哒哒哒, passing through the street. They were the commanders of this time.

Dorre was also very familiar with the last person, Finn from the military department, the procurement official.

As the army slowly passed through the street, the pace, although scattered, exuded an aura that made half the city's people pay attention.

When the army passed the Pharmacist Guild, Finn saw Dorre standing at the entrance of the Pharmacist Guild. He said something to the person next to him, and the two of them looked at him together. Then, Finn drove his horse and walked over directly.

Dorre was also a little surprised.

"Magician Dorre, are you well?" Finn jumped off the carriage, his serious face now showing a hint of hearty smile.

"Officer Finn, are you well?" Dorre showed a professional smile and said, "Is the war completely over?"

Finn nodded and said, "Yes, that side has been cleared, and this time it was thanks to you and you guys." He secretly winked and said, "I'll go find you later."

Dorre nodded.

Finn jumped back on his horse, turned his horse's head, and quickly left again.

...

Back at the academy, Dorre breathed a sigh of relief.

The next step was to cultivate, refine mental power potions, cultivate, refine mental power potions, repeating every day.

In February, another person in the class broke through the threshold of a Level 3 pharmacist. He was an ordinary student in the class who usually didn't look eye-catching, and his name was Raman.

If Sano and Morris's advancement was due to their own talents, then the breakthrough of the third student once again increased Dorre's reputation by another notch.

...

Morris has been very busy recently. He and Sano have taken on a batch of small jobs and subcontracted them to other civilian students in the class. Everyone earns money together, and they have gained a group of little fans. Lecturer Dorre doesn't care about them, which makes Morris very happy.