The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Soon after, the fourth-floor meeting room.

Dore sat at the head, with all the members of the Wizard Tower below, not one missing.

In order of seniority, Bernard sat in the middle, with Sano and Maurice at the front.

Laman didn't come along, but stayed at Ellengard Academy; his ability to lead a class alone is much more effective than Roque and Feith combined.

Dore glanced at all the students, feeling gratified in his heart.

At this moment, all the students below also had their own thoughts, as they had caused a big mess just now.

However, Dore's expression wasn't unpleasant, but rather showed a smile.

Before long, when the last female student entered, the meeting room door slammed shut.

There were a total of thirty-nine students, half at level three and half at level four, with male students in the majority, a full thirty, and only nine female students, which was a bit few.

Dore coughed and said with a faint smile, "We just arrived here and already became famous. Maurice, Bernard, you guys are really good at causing trouble."

Hearing that Dore's words didn't contain any blame, everyone relaxed and started grinning.

Especially Bernard, who now showed a slightly lewd smile.

Dore's smile faded, "We will now officially start the meeting."

The meeting room fell silent, and everyone became serious.

The content of the meeting was very simple. Dore had resolved half of the medicinal herb issue, with Glait calling people to handle it. Although he had left, he left a steward who could resolve most of it. As for the import of some special medicinal herbs, it was still unknown and needed to find new suppliers, adventure groups, mercenary groups, and apothecaries. Dore asked who would go to handle this matter.

Besides these, sales channels also needed to be re-established. Previously, orders were placed by others and they would refine the potions themselves. Now that they were here, the order volume would definitely be more than in Waltz City. Dore decided to first investigate the market and then re-formulate a sales plan.

Dore proposed buying a shop to sell directly outside, but the sales staff was a problem, as most people still preferred the order model.

So the matter of buying a shop was put aside for the time being.

The meeting continued until night, and everyone dispersed to conduct market research separately.

Dore left a clone to guard the Wizard Tower, and then his real body walked out of the Wizard Tower, as he also needed to do some investigation.

Wassenberg is surrounded by mountains, making it relatively safe inside, without involving messy security issues, so there is no curfew. When Dore came out, the number of people on the street was actually more than during the day.

The area near the Wizard Tower cluster is a restricted area for ordinary people. Warriors rarely come here as well. Only wizards or their servants and slaves can be seen here.

However, on the streets outside the Wizard Tower cluster, people were coming and going, very lively and noisy, mostly young people. People here are relatively open, and men and women can be seen embracing each other everywhere, looking very romantic.

Dore's heart was touched. It had been a long time since he had seen so many people at night anywhere, feeling as if he were not in the human world.

If the world were at peace, perhaps every night should be like this.

This thought only lingered in his mind for a moment. He then raised his foot and walked forward. He had been in Wassenberg for so long, but hadn't had a good look around.

Before long, he arrived at Wassenberg's most prosperous commercial street, which was even more lively than other places. Lights hung next to each shop, illuminating the street as if it were daytime.

Here, basically, were nobles and their servants and guards, dressed in bright clothes, with steady steps, confident, and elegant, and there were also some who were rough and barbaric, varying widely.

This time, he was wearing an ordinary suit, without much decoration, ordinary, and soon blended into the crowd.

Since it was a commercial district, it naturally sold all kinds of things, from small things like buttons to large furniture, everything. At the end of the commercial street were the places frequented by various professionals, pharmacies, blacksmith shops, medical clinics, and several places similar to martial arts halls, with various unknown shops hanging signs with names like "XX Training Class."

Dore walked around and didn't find a place to buy raw materials, feeling a bit puzzled.

Moreover, it was very prosperous here, with professionals everywhere, going in and out of various shops. There were no vacant shops around, and no shops with bad business. Wanting to buy one or two shops here was simply a fantasy.

Dore also looked at a few beverage shops here, which looked very high-end, with various wealthy nobles coming in and out.

He casually walked into one, ordered a few of their specialties, but soon walked out again. They had no special features, just simply tasted good, and the key was that the price wasn't cheap either. This was simply robbery.

Seeing the various people inside, Dore couldn't help but shake his head. Wassenberg was truly the Northwest Administrative Center, and there were really many rich people. If he opened a shop here, wouldn't he make a fortune?

The more advanced a wizard is, the more they lack money, because the prices of various advanced materials are not cheap. Doing experiments consumes a lot of money each time. Don't think that potions make money, but the wasted medicinal herbs are enough. Moreover, they have to try to refine other potions. Before they succeed, the money spent is simply countless.

In addition to this, he also needs to put effort into Hori's magic workshop alchemy, which also requires a lot of money. So, the problem now is that he is still very short of money.

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Having several million in hand doesn't make him feel like a rich person.

Too poor.

Dore walked on the street, wandering around, and soon arrived at the entrance of the auction house.

At this time, he came back to his senses, glanced at the auction house, and prepared to go in and take a look. The last batch of medicine was sent over, but the bill hadn't been settled yet. He also wanted to ask about the furnace. If he could get a level seven or eight furnace, he would be willing to pay any amount.

The quality of the furnace determines how much energy is stored in one's own Wizard Tower, determines the flight speed, attack strength, and defense capabilities. It can be said that the furnace is the foundation of the Wizard Tower, and it cannot be taken lightly at all.

There were relatively fewer people at the auction house at night than during the day. Dore slowly walked in, and the people he encountered along the way were stronger. Most of the people he encountered before were Extraordinary level one or two, but now, he could encounter Extraordinary level four or five experts.

Walking all the way in, Dore attracted the attention of some people, refused the invitations of several adventure groups, and sent a message to Aix.

Soon after, Aix replied to the message and quickly appeared in front of Dore.

Aix is also a dual-cultivating warrior, with a warrior strength as high as level five, and a wizard strength of only level one, barely able to use the messaging technique. Dore thought in his heart that this may be due to his profession. Originally, he could have become a pure and excellent warrior.

Seeing Dore, Aix's face showed joy, and he said with a faint smile, "I didn't expect that you would come here in the evening after just arriving in the morning. It's really my luck, the luck of our auction house."

Dore returned a smile, "I came to ask about the money, and about the forging furnace. Let's talk somewhere else, there are too many people here."

Dore glanced around, and several people around were staring at them.