The Witcher: Elemental Lords

He carried vegetables as usual, sweat streaming down his face, each step a heavy imprint on the path towards the city gate.

Then, he glanced up and noticed something different about the city gate.

There were more guards, and several huge devices stood erect at the entrance, seemingly requiring everyone to pass through.

He wasn't concerned; his Dream Infiltration, combined with the guise of an old farmer, should pose no problem.

As he approached the gate, intending to enter from the side, someone shouted, "Hey, old man, come over here for inspection."

The middle-aged man pretended not to hear and continued walking in. Suddenly, he felt a tug from behind, someone grabbing him and forcefully pulling him back.

Instantly, his face flushed red as he cursed, "Who's that? Let go of me!"

The guard behind him chuckled, "Neil, stop pretending. Get over here for inspection. Lord City Master said everyone entering the city these days needs to be checked, no exceptions for the elderly or children."

Neil's heart sank.

After the entire intelligence department disappeared here, he had tried every possible way to get in, succeeding a few times by starting from the periphery. However, each time his identity was exposed. This time, he specifically chose an old farmer to avoid the high probability of a professional being discovered.

Was Dorlay being a little too cautious?

"Okay, okay, sir, be gentle. Let me put down the vegetables first."

The guard didn't insist and let the old farmer go. He wasn't too concerned; this old farmer came every day, and he had already memorized his face. There shouldn't be any problems, but it was better to be cautious and test him.

Looking at Minister Ave nearby, he calmed down, treating everyone as a suspect.

The middle-aged man's honest and simple appearance caught Ave's attention. His eyes were wrong. Although he acted ordinary, there was something very wrong with his eyes.

At that moment, the middle-aged man looked up and saw that he indeed had to pass through that doorframe, like everyone else. His heart pounded. He was a Dream Infiltrator; could that also be detected? Surely not.

He slowly walked forward, pretending to be nonchalant as he passed through the doorframe.

The doorframe showed no anomalies. He walked through slowly, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he relaxed, the guard next to him walked over with a smile and said, "Old Neil, my brothers and I will buy all your vegetables! Come over here!"

If it were the real Neil, he would be overjoyed at this moment. But the current Old Neil was no longer the real Neil. Hearing this, his expression changed drastically. He had been discovered after all.

His face darkened, and he instantly unleashed all of Old Neil's mental power, firing dozens of Mental Needles in all directions.

Old Neil's outburst was ineffective. The Mental Needles were silent and invisible, but the magic array at the city gate wasn't just for show. As his mental power erupted, an invisible pressure firmly locked Old Neil's mental power within his body.

Old Neil instantly fainted, and his mental power disappeared.

Ave and several guards in the distance saw this, their expressions changing drastically, their hearts filled with apprehension.

Lord City Master was right. These people from the Nightmare Empire were indeed incorrigible, even trying to exploit ordinary people.

This middle-aged man, Neil, had two children. Was he now dead?

Ave ran over to check and then shook his head sadly, saying to the others, "Increase the inspection intensity. No one is allowed to enter or leave casually. These next few days are critical."

With winter approaching, there were already very few vegetable sellers, mostly winter crops. Neil being controlled was within everyone's expectations.

Neil was dead, leaving two more orphaned children and a widow in this world.

Ave contacted the residential affairs office, preparing to provide Neil's family with a subsidy fund. Otherwise, this family would truly be unable to survive.

Dorlay had established many policies targeting civilians. Plus, Albis City itself wasn't short of money, so anyone, except for the particularly lazy, could live well. Those families in poverty due to various reasons were also given substantial assistance.

As for those good-for-nothings who couldn't be helped, Dorlay's policy was simple: as long as they didn't endanger others, they were ignored. But if they did endanger others, they were immediately driven out of the city and left to fend for themselves. The same applied in the towns.

In Albis City, as long as you were willing to use your own hands to find work, you could find a suitable job.

…

Babel Tower.

Dorlay raised his head and glanced in the direction of the city gate. This time, it wasn't the Nightmare Ancestor himself, but a subordinate he had sent to infiltrate. Heh.

He possessed the Nightmare Meditation Method, so he naturally knew how to deal with it. Nightmare clones were indeed very powerful, but there was one thing: no matter how well they disguised themselves, there would always be a slight difference from the original. Dorlay used this difference to expose them.

However, he didn't plan to promote this method to other places. As long as Albis City was safe, that was enough. He didn't want to give others an opening.

If the Nightmare Ancestor wanted to cause trouble in the Northwest, he had to get past him first. He would inevitably only cause trouble for him and not bother others.

"Then come on, let's see how many tricks you have. Anyway, I know everything you know."

Dorlay's lips curled into a slight smile.

Just then, Tony sent him a message.

Dorlay was only stunned for a moment before manipulating the Wizard Tower to let Tony in from the outside. He had already arrived outside the Storm Domain.

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This was Tony's first time here.

…

Tony stood on the mountaintop, feeling incredibly amazed every time he saw the Storm Domain. How did Dorlay maintain such a vast domain? How did he prevent the mountains from collapsing? This meditation method was definitely the most top-tier technique in the world.

The school's warrior department had been completed, and he had come to ask Dorlay if they could recruit a small number of teachers and students to see how it went. It was difficult to explain in a message, so it was better to talk in person.

So he set off alone and flew towards the Storm Domain.

The closer he got to the Storm Domain, the more he felt its greatness and vastness. A strong sense of oppression came, and the dense clouds, with winding lightning within, seemed like a heavenly tribulation, filled with infinite heavenly power.

Without Dorlay's permission, some people probably wouldn't even dare to approach.

He sent a message, and soon, a beam of white light extended from within the Storm Domain.

He glanced at the white light, feeling a little curious. So he stepped onto the white light with one foot. The next moment, his vision blurred, and the whole world was filled with white light, his body seemingly moving rapidly.

The next second, the white light dissipated, and the scenery reappeared before him, which was the entrance of the Babel Tower.

This was the center of the eye of the storm, silent and windless, only slightly dark and cold. The Babel Tower stood erect here.

Feeling a little apprehensive, Tony didn't look around much and stepped into the Babel Tower.

Once inside the Babel Tower, it was a completely different world from the outside.

He quickly followed the directions and arrived at the living room on the top floor.

Dorlay sat inside, with a small table in front of him, and some fruits on the small table.

Dorlay nodded slightly to Tony and said, "Sit."

Tony bowed slightly and said with a faint smile, "Great City Master, Lord Dorlay Marquis."

Dorlay was taken aback for a moment, then said helplessly, "Between you and me, there's no need for such formalities. Speak, what's the matter! I remember it will take some time before the school can be completely built, right? I originally thought it would be completed in three months, but I didn't expect five months to have passed, and it still hasn't succeeded."