The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The eldest of these three children, the first girl, was already twelve years old. The youngest was the boy, only ten years old, and the other girl was eleven. Dorle chose these three children because they all possessed wizarding talent. He planned to have them cultivate elemental meditation techniques and become his capable assistants in the future.

As for what achievements they could attain, that would depend on their own abilities and willpower. Dorle would only provide the platform.

Returning to the Wizard Tower, after introducing the three to everyone, he handed them over to Rosa for training. Dorle's clone began preparations for the next round of experiments.

The clone needed to advance to Level Six. Now, it needed to accomplish two things. First, all the Profound Corpse Insects had to reach Level Five peak. With Dorle's relentless feeding, they had mostly reached that point, with only a few being slightly short. Second, there needed to be a sufficient supply of corpses and energy. He still needed to apply to the Glory Wizard Alliance for this, requiring a trip outside. There was also the issue of whether his mental strength could control Level Six Profound Corpse Insects, which was also a problem.

From the current perspective, controlling Level Five Profound Corpse Insects was not an issue, but Level Six was hard to say. Therefore, he still had to find Wushu and borrow his Level Six Profound Corpse Insects to see what the effect would be. These were the problems that needed to be solved.

After the Wizard Tower had a true core furnace, the energy was almost a hundred times greater than before. Dorle could be said to have real confidence now. Moreover, he had been fully coordinating the internal magic arrays of the Wizard Tower these past few months to bring it to its peak state. However, if the main body's strength was too weak, it would still be a significant hidden danger in this world of the survival of the fittest, especially with the various families coveting his abilities and constantly provoking him. Improving his personal strength had become a matter of urgency.

He couldn't just stay in the Wizard Tower every day. He was a person who needed to breathe fresh, free air.

He thought that he would stay here for a maximum of one more year before going out to find a place where he could stay and establish his own territory. He didn't like being restricted everywhere in other people's territory. In this year, he needed to establish various relationships with caravans, military and political circles, and professional circles to solve the supply of raw materials and sales channels. Therefore, he also needed to excel in the field of potionology, preferably reaching the realm of Level Seven potionology before leaving, so that he could advertise better.

Originally, he had planned to go through the military system to see if the Northern Fortress needed potions, but Wasenburg was enough for him to consume. Therefore, he didn't ask. However, when the students' strength improved, the potion supply to Wasenburg should stagnate, and it wouldn't be too late to develop it then.

Of course, this was just a plan. As for the changes, hehe…

The three slaves each had their own names: Dino, Kancher, and Libesha. Dino was very clever, and after a little training, he was competent in his work. His task was to be a clerk, responsible for registering various materials, the number of employees inside the Wizard Tower, registration, abilities, etc. Under Rosa's guidance, he became acquainted with everyone.

Kancher, who was the first to kneel down and seek refuge with Dorle, was slightly trained and served as the doorman on the first floor, only responsible for reception and recording. Compared to Dino, she was slightly busier here because there were many orders from outside. However, she only needed to work two hours a day. Being busy helped reduce the longing for her family, which was actually quite good. As for Libesha, she was responsible for communicating the recorded information to the various potion makers and was responsible for the transportation of the warehouse management. With the arrival of the three, the other potion makers breathed a sigh of relief, finally not having to take turns doing the doorman's job.

Originally, they were afraid that Dorle was a strange uncle, and the three were worried for a while. After spending a few days together, the three children found that they usually didn't have the opportunity to see Dorle at all. This seemingly young potion maker rarely showed up, either experimenting or cultivating, which was frighteningly diligent.

On the morning of the third day, Libesha gently came to the door, saw Kancher, and whispered, "I thought it would be very busy, but I didn't expect it to be very easy, and there is time to cultivate."

Kancher also relaxed. Her straight waist also gently collapsed. "Yes, Wizard Dorle is very good. He is a good master."

Libesha was graceful and tall. She stood next to Kancher at this time and whispered, "Sister Rosa said that the master is going to have us change our meditation techniques and abandon the ones we have cultivated. I don't know if it's true or false."

Kancher thought for a while and said, "It should be true. Although the meditation techniques we have are the top meditation techniques in our country, they are only intermediate meditation techniques here and can only be cultivated to Level Four. Master should have good enough ones. Maybe it's the kind that can be used together."

She sighed slightly.

When they were bought, their fate was determined for the rest of their lives. They could only be slaves and do whatever they were told. It was normal to change meditation techniques to cooperate with the master. When the family had not declined, I don't know how many young wizards cultivated meditation techniques that were useless, but they could cooperate with the head family to enhance the power of the head family.

Libesha smiled faintly, "No, it is said to be elemental meditation techniques. We will choose according to our talents. It should be Dino's turn in the next few days."

Dino and Libesha came from the same family, but when the three came to Dorle, the concept of family no longer existed. They were a whole, so the three were very united.

When Kancher thought of Dorle's heroic and cold appearance when he bought them that day, a little star unconsciously appeared in her heart, "I hope to cultivate the same meditation technique as the master, but I don't know if I am qualified enough."

"Tsk, dream on. The master must be cultivating very advanced meditation techniques, otherwise, how could he control a clone that is one level higher than himself? I heard in the family that you can't control a clone that is stronger than yourself. This is the law, but the master doesn't, which shows what? It shows that the meditation technique is very advanced."

Libesha YYed in her heart, "This kind of cultivation method must be very difficult, or, you sell your charm. Hehe."

Kancher looked at Libesha, who was extremely tall, and looked at her long legs, thin arms, and full breasts. She suddenly reached out and attacked Libesha's butt.

Libesha exclaimed, feeling itchy, and hurriedly dodged.

Kancher smiled and said, "Your capital is more abundant than mine. Why don't you go? Besides, we can't refuse what the master wants us to do."

Libesha spat a few times, "I don't want to. You are small and exquisite, you should be the master's favorite." She reached out to touch Kancher's chest.

The two suddenly wrestled into a ball.

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Just then, a small team of wizards came outside, and the two hurriedly stood up straight.

Kancher smiled in unskilled Common Language, "Hello, this is Dorle Wizard Tower, what kind of potion do you need?"

The wizard came to the front, looked at the woman, and felt a little strange. The potion maker himself registered a few days ago, but now it has been replaced.

Without thinking, he said, "Hello, little friend, I want to buy these medicinal materials." He took out a piece of paper and handed it to Kancher.

PS: As a thirty-year-old single dog, I really can't stay at home, so I slipped away on a motorcycle early, slipped away!