The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The Third Prince's lips twitched when he heard this. If he were the Emperor, would Dolai dare to say such a thing? He would have his head chopped off immediately, but he wasn't yet.

At this moment, Dolai was carefully looking at the map, memorizing it.

The Third Prince didn't mind. He reached out and pointed to a place, saying, "My territory is this area."

Following the Third Prince's finger, Dolai's gaze couldn't move away.

This was an unclaimed territory centered around a central mountain range, surrounded by large plains. He took a fancy to it at once.

However, the mountain range had a red 'X' marked on it, making it seem extraordinary.

Places with people on the map were marked with city symbols, and dangerous places around them were marked with red 'X's. Some places were marked with blue 'X's. For example, the Evil Spirit Mountain Range, which Dolai knew about, had several red 'X's, and the mountains around Huazi City were also marked with red 'X's. These icons were easy to understand.

Blue 'X's represented ordinary dangerous areas, while red 'X's represented severely dangerous areas.

Dolai looked around the area. It wasn't far from the human cities, and the closest large city was less than a hundred kilometers away. How could it be so dangerous?

He thought for a moment and said, "Why is this marked as a dangerous area?"

The Third Prince said at this time, "The territories of the Imperial Sons all need to be conquered by themselves, so naturally they are all dangerous areas."

Dolai's eyes narrowed suddenly, feeling somewhat indifferent in his heart. Dangerous areas were good. As long as the geographical environment was superior, what was there to fear about being dangerous?

He thought for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and said, "How many bottles do you want to exchange for?"

The Third Prince knew that his last chance had come.

Without saying a word, he said decisively, "I want four bottles."

Dolai nodded and said, "You really know how to gauge my quantity. I only have five bottles left in my hand."

The Third Prince chuckled. He certainly didn't believe Dolai's words. After dealing with him for so long, he deeply understood the other party's terrifying talent and ability in potions. He could produce at least fifty percent more than others with one potion. Therefore, when he said five bottles, he would have at least ten bottles in his hand.

Dolai didn't explain much. An unclaimed territory that was still far from being secured in the future, exchanged for four bottles of potions, seemed like Dolai was at a loss, because whether this territory would eventually fall into his hands was still uncertain. But from a long-term perspective, regardless of whether this guy could ascend to the throne, it was still hard to say.

He tapped the table while thinking.

After a long time, Dolai's heavy voice echoed in the quiet room, "Deal."

...

The Third Prince didn't expect Dolai to be so straightforward. He even suspected that this guy was joking. It wasn't until Dolai took out four more potions and placed them on the table that he realized he had succeeded.

Four potions, which meant that four Level 6 Wizards would become his backers.

Although he exchanged a territory for them, wouldn't conquering the territory also waste manpower and resources? Would the money spent on conquering it be enough for an Imperial Son to bear?

He took a deep look at Dolai, and his expression suddenly returned to the aloofness of a prince. He looked at Dolai and said slowly, "You won't regret this deal."

Dolai looked at the Third Prince and didn't mind his change in expression. He also said with a deep smile, "I just hope you can succeed, otherwise, that territory will only be for your own enjoyment."

The Third Prince's lips twitched.

The middle-aged man sitting next to him watched the confrontation between these two young men and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement. This Dolai Wizard was really fearless. Fortunately, this place was geographically remote. If it were in the Imperial Capital, who would dare to talk to the Third Prince like this? They would have been scared to death long ago.

But then again, in the Imperial Capital, a Wizard with two Wizard Towers was indeed not afraid of anyone. What about the Imperial Son? If they were pushed too far, the two Wizard Towers would bombard and kill together, comparable to two Level 7 experts joining forces, absolutely not afraid of anyone.

This young man was extraordinary.

He looked at Dolai and compared him with the others in the Imperial Capital, thinking to himself, this young man was probably more outstanding than those geniuses in the Imperial Capital.

The Third Prince looked at Dolai at this time, feeling a little angry in his heart. Why couldn't he succeed? If he had a dozen Level 6 Wizards standing behind him, wouldn't that be a sure thing?

Of course, he couldn't be too proud. Everything had to be done slowly.

He hummed and said, "I won't give you a chance."

Dolai chuckled, "Hopefully."

He changed the subject and said, "I still want to make a deal with the Third Prince. Can you help me exchange something?"

The Third Prince blinked. Did Dolai still have something to ask of him? He nodded, his expression becoming arrogant. He looked around the room indifferently and said, "Speak, what small matter is it?"

Dolai thought, this was probably the Third Prince's true face. When he was asking for help, he felt like he was treating talents with courtesy, but now that the transaction was completed, he was acting as tough as an emperor.

He coughed and took out the Heart of Fire Element, which he had been painstakingly concealing, placed it on the table, and said casually, "It's nothing big. Just exchange this for me, for something of wind, or water, or ice."

Seeing the Heart of Fire Element, the Third Prince was stunned for a moment, thinking, damn it, he was too hasty. He knew a few days ago that he had obtained the Heart of Fire Element and should have sold it, but he didn't expect to exchange it with himself here.

This thing was valuable, only one level lower than the Heart of Storm, and its value was around ten million. If he were to exchange it himself, he could indeed get others, but going back and forth from the Imperial Capital would waste time and manpower, which would be troublesome.

He was a little regretful. It seemed that he had to find the Rhine family or other families to see if there were any of the same level, or find Lord Puyousi to see what was in the Northwest's inventory that could be exchanged. He was too hasty, really too hasty.

So, he took a deep breath, took the box in his hand, and said, "It's not a big deal. I'll give you a reply in a few days. If I don't come, I'll ask someone else to come."

Dolai nodded and said, "I believe you."

Not long after, the Third Prince walked out of the Wizard Tower.

Standing at the door, his lips twitched.

The middle-aged man looked ahead, raised his eyes, and said slowly, "George, you were really too hasty."

George, who was also the Third Prince, sighed a little at this time, "This Prince still underestimated this guy's ability. This Prince guesses that he has at least four more bottles of potion in his hand."

The middle-aged man nodded, "This young man is extraordinary. He may have the title of Potion God in the future."

George didn't deny it. After all, Dolai was only twenty-six years old this year, and would be twenty-seven after the New Year. It was very scary to be a Level 7 Alchemist at this age.

In the Imperial Capital, although there were many Level 7 Alchemists, there were only two who were so young, and their strength was far from being the other party's match.