Journey to the witch world

After sending away the frustrated Jorah, Enzo returned to the dormitory.

"Everything and people on the black market are a mixed bag, and the probability of finding something cheap is lower than winning the lottery." In the room, Enzo carefully pulled out an iron box from under the bed. After opening it, he revealed stacks of magic money and a A magic potion.

"The accumulation of two months is all here." Enzo sighed with his eyes flashing.

The biggest advantage of becoming Byron's assistant is that you can gain knowledge about potions from this genius, and Enzo, who has the chip, has quickly mastered the refining methods of a variety of basic potions.

Relying on the equipment purchased from Bartucci, Enzo soon started refining the potion.

With the help of the chip, Enzo had a very high success rate in refining potions. In the name of Byron, he sold some secondary potions to Bartucci and used the black market as a channel to earn a large amount of magic potions. stone.

"The magic potion is sold on the black market. Although the price is not high, it does not easily attract attention."

Picking up a potion and shaking it gently, Enzo's eyes flashed with thought.

"Byron left the academy to perform a mission and then used his name to sell potions, which may arouse Bartucci's suspicion. In this case, let's take advantage of today to sell all the potions accumulated so far!"

Making a decision in his heart, Enzo put on a gray robe and walked out of the room.

Phantom Crows is located in a closed canyon deep in the misty forest.

In addition to the front entrance, there are many hidden exits that lead from the inside to the outside.

A narrow hole in the rock wall, Enzo bent his body and got out of it. The backpack on his back was filled with magic potions that had been refined over the past two months.

"Huh! It's finally out." Enzo let out a sigh of relief as his feet stepped on the soil.

The weak sunlight penetrates the layers of fog, leaving mottled light and shadow on the ground. Although the foggy forest is full of terrifying monsters, the danger is not fatal if you don't force your way deep.

"Although the area near the college is cleaned frequently, no one can guarantee whether any fish will slip through the net." Looking around, Enzo was wary and thought, "It's better to go to the black market as soon as possible to get rid of the things, and then return to the college immediately. Bar."

"Chip, turn on the scanning function. If there is any danger, alert immediately!"

This was not the first time he had left the academy. Enzo was quite familiar with the surrounding environment. According to the route in his memory, he kept walking along the remote path and soon arrived at a forest camp.

Black wooden stakes form a simple fence with solidifying runes engraved on them to improve defense.

Although such defensive runes are more fragile than a piece of paper for formal wizards, they can already be effective in dealing with attacks from some small monsters.

The gate at the entrance to the camp was open, and there were gray-robed guards on each of the two towers on the left and right.

Enzo walked into the black market camp, passed through several stalls, and headed straight for his destination.

"Hey! My dear friend, I'm so glad to see you." In a stone house in the camp, Bartucci was playing with a dagger. When he saw Enzo coming towards him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"How's it going? Are there any new goods today?" Bartucci rubbed his palms, his green bean-like eyes full of expectation.

"Of course, if there is no goods, how can I get back here?" Enzo rolled his eyes, took off the backpack behind him, and opened it to reveal the magic potions in test tubes.

"Oh my god! So many!?" Bartucci was shocked, his eyes widened to their maximum size, and he trembled: "Brother, you must have stolen all Byron's collection, right?"

Since he started refining potions, Enzo has been selling small amounts to Bartucci.

But in each transaction, there were only 5 potions at most. Enzo used Byron's name and never aroused the other party's suspicion. But this time there were too many potions, so it's no wonder Bartucci was surprised.

"Don't be so surprised. There is a reason why I can get so many potions."

Enzo's expression remained unchanged, and he had already thought of a reason for prevarication.

"Senior Byron is going out on a mission recently and plans to buy a magic item for self-defense. However, the investment in developing new magic potions has been too high recently, so I asked me to buy a batch of magic potions."

"That's it." Bartucci's eyes flickered, as if he was considering whether it was true or false.

"Why should I lie to you? Senior Byron is a popular figure in the college. If I steal his things, can I still walk out of the college alive?" Enzo said in a casual tone, pretending to be impatient, "Forget it. If you are afraid of danger, then I will find someone else."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Wait, wait!" Bartucci quickly stepped forward to stop him and said with a smile on his face: "Don't get me wrong, brother, we have been trading for so long, how could I doubt you?"

"Don't worry, I want all these potions, and the price will definitely satisfy you!" Bartucci patted his chest.

Enzo was relieved, but the expression on his face did not change.

Taking out all the potions from the backpack, Bartucci began to count the quantities, and based on the prices of different potions, he finally gave the price of 150 magic stones.

"Brother, this batch of goods of yours can replace all the magic stones in my hand!"

Bartucci wiped his sweat, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. Potions have always been the easiest goods to sell. With this batch of potions in his hands, he can earn at least 30 magic stones.

"By the way, Bartucci, can you get a composite witchcraft model here?" Enzo asked while counting the magic stones.

"Uh, brother, you think too highly of me." Bartucci smiled awkwardly and said, "Witchcraft models have always been a key resource controlled by the Wizarding Academy. How dare you sell them on the black market!"

"If it is a general zero-ring witchcraft model, I can still think of a way, but there is no compound witchcraft model."

"That's it, forget it." Enzo nodded. He had long known that witchcraft models were the focus of the academy, so he didn't have much hope.

The number of magic stones was correct, and Enzo put it in his arms.

"Remember that there will be potions next time, but you must come to me." Bartucci warned, his eyes almost narrowed to a slit.

"Of course, it's a pleasure to work with you."

After the deal was concluded, Enzo did not intend to stay in the black market. He covered his whole body in a gray robe and then left the camp in a low-key manner.