Lord of Spells from Faerûn

"Hi! Imric." Lost said happily when he saw Imrik coming to the Chamber of Commerce.

"Are you here to buy malachite again?" Lost asked with a smile.

Two years have passed since the last trip to the Twilight Forest.

In the past two years, Imric has been living a life of copying scrolls and studying magic.

After having sufficient funds, Imric would buy a malachite every month to help him deepen the effect of meditation.

Imric controlled the blue arcane hand beside him, threw the package full of scrolls at Lostra's feet, and said with a smile: "Yes, today is probably the last time I buy malachite, and I won't have to buy it again." Collect it for me.”

Rost raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Are you going to be promoted to the fifth level mage?"

Imric smiled and nodded.

Three months after returning from the Twilight Forest, Imrik was promoted to a fourth-level mage, and has been using malachite to try to attack the fifth-level mage.

Unfortunately, the pressure contained in each odd-numbered magic network increased exponentially. Even with the extravagant supply of one malachite per month, Imrik still took nearly two years to reach the limit.

The effect of malachite can only support the mage to level five. If it goes any further, the shield formed by malachite will collapse under the pressure of the magic network.

Imrik came here today precisely to buy the last malachite. He had a hunch that he would successfully advance this time.

Roost said enviously: "What a powerful intellectual talent. I thought I spent eight...ahem. Congratulations."

In the middle of speaking, Rost suddenly stopped with a blush. She realized that if she continued speaking, her age would be exposed.

Although Roost looks to be in her twenties, half-elves have a long lifespan. Who knows how old she is under her youthful appearance.

Imrik nodded politely as if he didn't hear anything. He hesitated and said, "Actually, I stopped by today to say goodbye.

We have been very happy working together in the past two years, but I will probably leave Dragon Blade Castle for a while, and I may not be able to continue to provide the scroll business. "

Roost blinked in surprise: "Is it so sudden? Where are you going?"

"Waterdeep." Imrik looked yearning.

Lose nodded understandingly and said with an indifferent expression: "That's no problem. There is also a branch of our Chamber of Commerce in Waterdeep City. You can set off with our caravan when the time comes. There are also stores there that you can purchase. Your scroll.”

Imrik was surprised. The Lost Chamber of Commerce was called the Shining Chamber of Commerce, and it was not well-known in the Sword Coast region. He did not expect that it could still have a foothold in Waterdeep City.

You must know that the business in Waterdeep City is extremely developed, and there are many more professionals and even mages than other cities.

The endless variety of magical equipment and spell supplies has spawned a large number of commercial organizations to sell these items.

"In that case, please give me a few days to deal with trivial matters."

Imric thought it would be a good idea to ride with the Shining Chamber of Commerce's caravan.

Although there is a trade route between Dragon Blade Castle and Waterdeep City that has been cultivated for many years, there is basically no danger.

However, being protected by many warriors can still bring a sense of security to Imric's cautious character.

After returning home, Imric once again fell into meditation to attack the three-ring magic network while ensuring that he would not be disturbed.

He held the malachite in his hand tightly, and the gentle and cool green energy enveloped his spiritual tentacles and penetrated deep into the area of ​​the three-ring magic network.

Compared with the second-ring magic network, the three-ring magic network has more complex spell models floating in it. Under the resonance of the original magic power, it constantly stimulates a thrust to expel Imrik.

One minute, ten minutes, half an hour, an hour.

After a long period of desensitization adaptation training, Imrik managed to survive for an hour with the help of malachite.

As the malachite rustled into powder, Imric found that he had officially broken through to the level five mage.

He checked his information through the magic network. His intelligence increased by two points from 16 points when he was a third-level mage to 18 points.

There are now seven spell slots in the first level, four in the second level, and two in the third level.

Imric copied all the collected third-level spells into the Book of Endlessness and glanced over the contents with satisfaction.

In addition to these spells, the Endless Book has once again given Imrik two supernatural abilities in the past two years.

One of these is a spell-like ability called "Sandstorm."

In the Aino Oak Desert, there is a group of natural druids who are close to the desert. They can use the power of the desert to create various desert creatures and control the desert climate.

Sandstorm is a sixth-level druid magic that allows the user to create a sandstorm and control it.

This ability is a powerful field control spell, and it is even more powerful in places with deserts.

As for another supernatural ability, it is called "Plane Travel".

This ability belongs to the innate ability of a group of elves in a world called "Wizards" in the distant celestial sphere.

The outstanding ones among them will awaken the bloodline called "Ancient Blood" and receive this innate spell.

Through this spell, these elves can travel through distant plane groups and reach unknown distances.

This ability is so powerful that not even the gods of Faerûn can do it.

But precisely because of this, it has a side effect that cannot be ignored, and its location is random.

The caster can only add filtering conditions in his mind for the place he wants to go before traveling back and forth, but the endless plane is so large that many times, the place the caster goes to backfires.

After obtaining this ability, Imrik did not intend to use it in the short term. With Imrik's cautious character, he would not choose to take risks without any information.

Therefore, until now, Imric has not tried to use this spell to stimulate future abilities.

After sorting out the Endless Book, Imric came to the living room.

He sat on the sofa and rang the silver bell to call the servants. After everyone gathered, he announced:

"I will be away from Dragonblade Keep for a long time, Thaddeus." He called the butler's name.

"You are responsible for managing the daily chores of the residence, and you will also distribute the wages of the servants to them."

He handed over the gold coins that were enough for the next three years of salary to the steward and said: "Besides, if you need to contact me for anything else, please go to Ms. Silver Moon of the Shining Chamber of Commerce."

After taking care of the chores in the house, he went to the witchcraft shop.

He was about to leave Dragon Blade Castle, and he also needed to say hello to Utris, who he had worked with for a long time.

After saying goodbye, before leaving, Imrik spent two thousand gold coins to buy a "Ring of the Ram" and wear it on his hand.

The Ring of the Ram can instantly launch three force field impacts every day, which is powerful enough to easily break through a not-so-hard stone wall, and can also blast away nearby enemies.

For mages, it is a very good anti-rush weapon.

After settling everything, Imrik looked forward to the adventures and rewards of reaching Waterdeep.

When he arrived at a new place, he could freely use all kinds of spells, divine spells, and even Druid spells. As long as he mentioned it as his part-time job, no one who knew his details would question him.

Imrik, who was incredibly fascinated by magic, felt happy just thinking about being able to cast all kinds of spells with his own hands.