The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The Wizard Tower was upgraded to Chris's level-five magic array.

Dore breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. Although the essence of the Wizard Tower had been elevated to level six by Lords Fengdu and Fengchen, he himself was essentially only a level-four little wizard. Spending nearly a year researching the magic arrays in Horry's alchemical magic house to this extent was already his limit.

Next, it was time to make money. For his own cultivation and for the Wizard Tower, the money he had was almost spent. Although he had obtained a lot of good stuff from the man in black, the things that guy gave were too high-level and couldn't be used at the current stage.

Thinking of this, he relaxed and simultaneously accessed the magic array restrictions in the Wizard Tower, opening the doors for everyone.

To prevent them from causing trouble, he had sealed all the rooms. He estimated that they all knew he was back by now.

He stood in the empty hall on the twelfth floor, preparing to plan and use this place as his cultivation room.

The third floor was the core location of the Chris Furnace and couldn't be changed unless he found another higher-level furnace to replace it in the future. Therefore, he alone occupied two floors, the twelfth and third, and the others could be opened up.

Each floor had many rooms, so occupying two floors was enough for him to do experiments alone.

Just as he was thinking, a burst of messy footsteps came from the entrance of the floor. Not long after, a knock sounded on the door.

Dore waved his hand and opened the door, revealing the figures behind it.

Everyone who lived here had arrived, with Chris and Sano at the head, along with Bernard and the other two.

Bernard took the lead. After seeing Dore and not seeing Rosa, his expression didn't change. The two had already communicated through voice transmission.

"Lord, you're back."

"Tower Master."

"Greetings, Tower Master."

At this moment, everyone was shocked to find that they couldn't see through Dore's strength.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

Dore was in a good mood at this time. He smiled faintly and said, "Yes, after a year, I'm finally back. This time I'm back, I probably won't leave. Even if I do leave, I will take the Magic Tower with me."

"Lord, don't leave! I'm still waiting for the level-four courses!"

"That's right, that's right! I'm about to reach level four. When I reach level four, I can earn more money!"

As soon as Dore spoke, everyone saw that his temper hadn't changed and his personality hadn't changed, and they immediately became happy, and each of them began to speak.

The main thing was the level-four course.

Dore was a little puzzled, "I've been giving you level-four courses for half a year, and not a single person has broken through to level four?"

Everyone lowered their heads, even Bernard, who was originally prepared to question him, lowered his head in shame.

Although the things Dore explained every day were different, they were all level-four content, and they hadn't completely mastered them. It was truly shameful.

Dore's face darkened, and he said, "You bunch of good-for-nothings, day after day, ignorant and unskilled, not studying pharmacology and medicinal materials properly. Alright, I will still offer courses in the second half of this year. If no one has been promoted to level four, I will have to resort to drastic measures and start torturing people."

Hearing Dore's words, almost no one was afraid. Instead, they all became excited.

They had been waiting for these words.

After exchanging a few polite words and confirming that Dore wasn't leaving, they all became excited. Soon, one by one, they left the twelfth floor.

After a while, only Morris, Raman, and Bernard remained in the room.

Morris and Raman were now level-three lecturers, giving fixed lectures every week, while Bernard specialized in alchemy and held a position at the academy, half-managing Dore's Wizard Tower, and could be considered one of his own.

After the others left, Dore looked at the three and said faintly, "I plan to leave here next year."

The three had long guessed that this would happen and were not surprised.

Bernard shrugged, "Wherever you go, I'll go. Anyway, this magic tower of yours is nice to live in."

Morris's expression was slightly unsightly. Although he had expected this, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

He couldn't leave, at least not for the time being. He had just gained some say in the family, and it would be too uneconomical to leave like this. After thinking about it, he shook his head.

"Sorry, lecturer."

Raman thought for a long time and also shook his head. He had been thinking about this matter for a long time. He was sure that after becoming a lecturer, he could obtain more benefits, rather than simply becoming a pharmacist.

Dore smiled faintly, "Whether you follow me or not, it doesn't really matter. The place I might go to is New City, which isn't far away. We'll see then."

New City?

"Lecturer is joking, right? It's not safe for you to stay here in Alleng, where are you going in New City? Wouldn't you be...?" Morris said immediately.

Raman deeply agreed with this.

Dore smiled faintly, "It's just an intention, not yet certain. In most cases, it's possible that I will open up a place and become a lord of a territory."

The three felt a chill in their hearts. This was even less reliable. Lecturer Dore was at this level now, and there were people everywhere who wanted him. If he went out on his own, wouldn't that give others a chance?

Not to mention the distant past, just recently, the number of terrifying experts coveting Alleng Academy was in the double digits. This kind of thing was terrifying to imagine, and to this day, these students still didn't know what had happened.

Dore knew what they were thinking and didn't care.

Since Morris and Raman were unwilling to follow him, Dore didn't force them. After dismissing the two, only Bernard remained.

Bernard looked at Dore. At this time, he was even more certain that this guy had advanced to level four, and was still accumulating strength at level four. How did this guy cultivate so quickly?

He thought about it and didn't intend to dwell on this topic. At this time, he instead said aggressively, "Dore, you didn't do anything to my sister, did you?"

Dore smiled and said, "Then why don't you go see for yourself?"

Bernard became discouraged, turned around, and left.

…

Looking at the empty room, Dore calmed down and prepared to think carefully about his future direction.

He had had enough of this kind of life of living under someone else's roof, but his current strength was insufficient, and he couldn't independently open up a world. In the current situation, he could only rely on the Glory Empire.

His reputation had already been made, and he wasn't afraid of people in the open. What he was most afraid of now were the forces in the dark. In the past, it was only small forces like the Netherfire Sparrow, but in the future, it would probably be more powerful forces.

Thinking of this, Dore thought that he had to get himself some life-saving things, and returning to the Magic Tower was also for this purpose.

The level-six Magic Tower, now upgraded to a level-five magic array, allowed the clone to control and operate the Magic Tower. Dealing with level five was not a problem, but dealing with level six was not possible. At that time, let Wushu deal with level six, and let Baal deal with level seven and above. As long as the numbers weren't too large, he could still handle it.

What he was most afraid of were high-level adventure groups, dozens of level four or five, or even two or more level six or seven coming together. That would be very terrifying.