The Witcher: Elemental Lords

After a long while, Dorre raised his head, his expression solemn, "I'll go talk to Vice Dean Lamb and see what he thinks."

Maurice and Sano's faces lit up with joy.

This was their goal for today.

Rather than staying here and playing it safe, it's better to take the initiative. Anyway, the new city is just starting out, so now is the best time to go. You can make money, gain fame, and harvest a wave of popularity. Why not?

Dorre thought for a moment and then raised another issue, "We don't even have a magic tower. Where will we refine potions when we go? That's a problem."

"We can rent one, but the rent won't be cheap," Sano said at this time. "There are many unclaimed magic towers in the academy. You can apply for one, and we can all rent it together. Then, we can move the magic tower over there. With your current strength, you should be able to activate it. Moreover, we're establishing a branch academy, which will expand the academy's reputation. Dean Elleng should agree."

Dorre's mouth twitched. The consumption of a magic tower is not a small number. Even if the magic tower can absorb magical elements to replenish itself, activating it for a day would consume thousands, even tens of thousands, of magic crystals.

Generally, the lowest level of magician who owns a magic tower is level three, and they must also know how to make money. Elemental wizards, who rely on combat power to make a living, can forget about it for the rest of their lives.

He did want to own a magic tower himself, but his current strength didn't allow it. He had to reach level three before he could plan this.

Maurice hesitated for a moment, then said, "Actually, lecturer, you can also consider investments from other forces."

Hearing this, Sano's ears immediately perked up.

Dorre looked at Maurice and shook his head, saying, "Except for neutral forces, I will not accept investments from any force. This is the bottom line. If you use other people's things, you have to be their tool. I don't want that kind of life for even a day."

Maurice and Sano looked thoughtful upon hearing this.

But then, the two sighed slightly in their hearts. In the entire Elleng Academy, apart from Dorre, perhaps only the dean had such a free and easy ability. Everyone else more or less depended on the existence of others to exist.

Dorre thought for a moment and said, "Don't give up on the new city's antidote. This concerns your future. Also, you don't need to pay attention to Nicholas. Before the matter in the South Bay Swamp is resolved, Nicholas has no control over you."

This was Dorre's bottom line for coming here.

Maurice and Sano smiled. How could they let anyone snatch things from their hands?

Putting this matter aside, Maurice and Sano began to shamelessly ask Dorre about some professional issues. They were very serious in class, and they would also come to ask questions in private. Anyway, there was no harm in asking.

After Dorre patiently answered some questions, he smiled and sent the two away.

After the two left, he sat at the table and carefully pondered some issues.

Where to go from here?

Staying is possible. If he didn't want to do anything, no one could force him. But being harassed so disgustingly every day made it difficult to do anything.

At this time, he thought of the magic tower. How great it would be if he had his own magic tower.

A magic tower is a magician's laboratory, residence, and flying fortress, all in one. Its functions are diverse.

After so many years of development in the wizarding world, there are already detailed regulations and scales for magic towers, resulting in many specifications for magic towers.

The triangular magic tower, known as the poor man's magic tower, has a total of six specifications: defense-oriented, flight-oriented, and attack-oriented. The lowest-level three-story magic tower costs hundreds of thousands of gold coins, which is quite terrifying for a level two or even level three wizard.

Above the triangular magic tower is the pentagonal magic tower. There are slightly fewer specifications, only three, but the function of each specification is much stronger than that of the triangular magic tower. After all, with two more corners, the arrangement of magic arrays is relatively easier. The lowest level is also a three-story magic tower, and the price is almost 700,000 gold coins, which is very terrifying.

Above that is the hexagonal magic tower and the octagonal magic tower. With each additional corner, there are relatively more choices for magic arrays, and the functions are more powerful, but the cost also rises sharply. Generally, the entire wealth of a level four magician is basically not enough to build a hexagonal or octagonal tower. These two specifications are generally exclusive to forces.

Dorre didn't plan to consider a triangular tower for building his own magic tower. The minimum would have to be a pentagonal tower, but a slightly better pentagonal tower would take him a long time to save up for. A rough estimate is that he would have to prepare about 800,000.

His current monthly income is about 10,000 gold coins, plus the academy's share and some miscellaneous things, about 15,000 a month. Saving up 800,000 is simply unimaginable.

So, recently he had to put aside his current affairs and focus on potions.

If the order share from the military department comes down, he can receive about 200,000, which seems like a lot, but it's actually not much.

Still short of money.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Barr, who was sleeping soundly in the corner, and asked, "Boss Barr, how can I make money quickly?"

Barr's snoring decreased, and without raising his head, he said, "Murder and arson bring wealth. Robbing is the fastest way to make money."

Dorre's mouth twitched, "What's the next best thing?"

Barr raised his head and chuckled, "Like last time, it would be good to find a dragon's hoard."

Dorre licked the saliva from the corner of his mouth. He knew that Barr had made a small fortune last time, but he had never thought of relying on his ideas.

"Those two aren't very practical. I'm only a level two wizard."

Barr put his head down again, "Then there's no way. I know you want to build your own magic tower. With so much money, it's almost impossible. If you can advance to a level five potion master as soon as possible, you can save enough in a few months."

Dorre was a little distressed, "I want to too. A slightly better level five potion can be priced at 5,000 gold coins a bottle, but level five medicinal materials are not easy to handle. I have to replace the alchemy platform with a level four one, and increase my mental power a bit."

Barr chuckled, saying, "You can refine level five poisons. Poisons don't require so many requirements. As far as I know, some people like higher-level poisons."

Hearing this, Dorre's eyes lit up.

He had been so focused on refining medicine lately that he was almost stupid. First, he was enlightened by two students, and now he was taught by Barr. He felt like his brain was not working well enough.

Poison! ! ! This is feasible!

Thinking of this, he directly put down all the work at hand, disguised himself, then put on a black robe, walked out of the Magic Potion Hall, and quickly disappeared into the academy.

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Alchemy Hall.

An old man suddenly raised his head, his gaze penetrating the wall, looking at the outside world. He seemed to see the sky outside the hall.

On a large tree, a mechanical bird was flying towards the outside of the academy, closely following behind him.