The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Dolly had long anticipated this day. Today, he asked Lily only to verify and find himself another way out.

Lily looked at the mental strength potion in Dolly's hand, her expression troubled. A bottle cost twenty gold coins on the market. If she helped process it, she could save ten gold coins, which was already quite good.

At a rate of four bottles of potion per month, she would reach the critical point of advanced apprentice peak in at most the second half of the year.

Biting her lip, she decided to risk it for advancement.

Only a wizard who has advanced can be called a wizard. Without advancing, one is just an apprentice for life. This is a qualitative change. So many wizard apprentices in various families spend their entire lives preparing for advancement. She was already leading them by who knows how many times.

Thinking of this, she took the potion from Dolly's hand and said slowly and seriously, "Okay, I'll help you process it."

Dolly's lips curved into a smile.

Seeing Dolly's smile, Lily felt that this little boy was not simple. He easily got her to work for him. She knew that in the Lake family, she was also a significant figure.

This is the advantage of technical workers. Unfortunately, I don't have potionology. Even if I did, I might not be able to refine it.

Lily knew her weaknesses and could also leverage her strengths.

The two left the house one after the other and soon disappeared into the night.

As usual, they spent the night in the rental house.

Dolly calculated his current rate of advancement. When the first batch of merchants came in from outside, he could return to the city and officially launch his plan to kill Dies.

...

In the darkness, a figure floated down from the house next to Dolly's. After confirming that Dolly was in the house, the person quietly slipped away and soon arrived in the North District.

Bich sat behind his desk in the office, staring silently at a piece of paper on the table, his brow furrowed.

Just then, he raised his head and someone quietly entered.

"Reporting, sir, the person you asked to monitor has returned."

Bich nodded and said, "Was there anything unusual about him?"

"Nothing unusual. He comes back at this time every month for the past few months, goes to the pharmacy to sell herbs, and then returns books and borrows new ones. Nothing unusual."

Bich rested his chin in his hand and said faintly, "Then continue to monitor him until he leaves the city."

The Ability Association would not let go of any suspected wizard. Although this person named Lin Rui had never shown any wizarding abilities, his suspected connection to Dolly was enough for the Ability Association to monitor him carefully.

Every wizard is a powerful weapon, even a beginner wizard. The Empire strictly controls potionology because wizards who can refine potions are too terrifying. They can easily cause mass casualties, so precautions must be taken.

Recently being robbed had made Bich unhappy for a long time, but he didn't show it. However, everyone could see that he had lost all his good possessions and had fallen into a frenzy of accumulating wealth.

Even the major families had been subtly critical recently.

However, Bich held great power and was a high-level wizard apprentice, close to becoming a wizard, so he was not afraid of them at all. Most importantly, his teacher didn't care about his petty actions, so even Tina and the others were not a concern to Bich.

Tina's third uncle died inexplicably, and the case had not been solved yet. Even the teacher was quite troubled, because although the poison White Cicada did not have a wide circulation, it was not unknown. Who knew who wanted to deal with him?

It was simply baffling. He didn't believe that a small blacksmith miner would have anything to do with the death of a noble.

Materials science and magic inscription science still circulated somewhat, but potionology was tightly controlled. Any family or individual who attempted to possess potionology would die, except for nobles.

The things recorded in potionology were too dangerous. He was still wondering where the potionology of the person who robbed him last time came from, but he couldn't investigate it, which was simply hateful.

...

Dolly knew when he was being followed and when he wasn't. The tracker's skills were terrible, and he could easily spot their little tricks. Therefore, his transactions with Lily had not been discovered, and his transactions with Katia, a master who came and went like the wind and was already a wizard, would naturally not be discovered either.

He didn't know the intricacies of potionology outside, but he clearly sensed this fact.

However, potionology was indeed extremely dangerous. The various poisons and narcotics recorded on it posed too great a risk to ordinary creatures. If he were in power, he would definitely restrict the outflow of such items and crack down on them at all costs.

In the morning, he met up with everyone at the entrance and walked out of the city.

The city was still a world of ice and snow. The snow on the roads was completely gone, extending from the city gate to the major mines, swept very clean. The world was a expanse of white, with only the true colors of the mines.

Throughout the winter, all the mines would not stop, even if a major accident occurred. This was the Empire's requirement for Domont City, and it was also their main way of making money. What did the death of a person or two matter?

Dolly walked along, looking around, and soon, his eyes were filled with only white.

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Back in town, Dolly continued his research on magic inscriptions. The Burning Hand had long been stalled due to mental strength. Even if he researched it thoroughly, the various nodes in the back could not continue. His mental strength was not enough, and his mental strength control was not strong enough. There were no other ways to train in the book. He felt that he had already reached his limit, so he could only study magic inscriptions.

Magic inscriptions were much more difficult than potionology. Those things that looked like beautiful patterns had cost him a lot of thought. Two full months had passed, and he had only made the initial warning magic circle, which could only detect vibrations and sounds, with a feedback range of no more than twenty meters. The front and back of the house were already covered with this kind of animal skin. At the same time, each animal skin was also painted with magic inscriptions to suppress energy fluctuations, preventing it from being found.

Feedback magic inscriptions were much more difficult and more precise than detection magic inscriptions. It was a cylindrical magic inscription filled with various lines. The limit range of this lowest-level feedback magic inscription was twenty meters, and Dolly had already done his best. Next was the level two feedback magic inscription.

The limit distance of the level two feedback magic inscription was one hundred meters, which was his goal. When he went to hunt down Dies, if something happened along the way, Dolly hoped that he could grasp all the movements within a range of one hundred meters to facilitate escape.

This was the central idea of his current wizardry research. Everything was for the purpose of killing Dies silently and without injury.

As long as he could kill Dies and eliminate the culprit, Dolly's mind would be at ease. From then on, he would be free to roam, and his mental strength would definitely increase again by a large margin.

Wizards, wizards, what they most follow is their heart. If there is obsession in the heart, it will naturally fall into a demon, hindering development.

Dies had become a thorn in his side.

Therefore, he must die.

Dolly worked hard for it.

Just then, he suddenly moved, grabbed the animal skin he had half-painted, placed it under his buttocks, and casually took out a piece of paper, writing and drawing on it.

About five seconds later, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and Victor's figure entered from outside.

Just after passing through a door, Dolly seemed to feel a small sun hidden in his body. He seemed to be facing some behemoth, suppressed by him in terms of momentum and blood.