The Witcher: Elemental Lords

"Do you have an alchemical table for pharmacists, level three?"

The person in charge of sales was an old man. He raised his head, sized up Dole, then lowered his head and began searching through the list on the table.

Soon, he raised his head, his voice deep.

"Yes, what price range do you need? We have level three beginner, level three intermediate, and level three advanced!"

Dole became puzzled, "What's the difference?"

The old man smiled faintly, "Naturally, the more expensive the better. You can inspect it yourself. The masters who produced them are all famous, so don't be afraid of damage."

"How much is the expensive one?"

"Seven thousand gold coins, the cheaper one is five thousand gold coins," the old man said.

Dole's heart sank. The things in the auction house were indeed much more expensive than outside.

At this time, Morris also walked over. Hearing the old man's words, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"There are relatively few pharmacists in Waltz City. This is obviously a rip-off," Morris said indignantly.

The old man shifted his gaze, looked at Morris, and immediately smiled maliciously, "That's not right. Those who can afford a level three alchemical table don't lack this little money."

He glanced at Morris's magic robe, a faint smile on his face, "If you don't have enough money, we can use magic potions to pay off the debt."

"Wouldn't that be even more of a loss?" Morris muttered. He was used to being poor when he was young, and now he doesn't want to spend an extra gold coin.

Dole turned his head and glanced at the luxurious decorations around him. Buying here was indeed not a good thing, but when he thought of the junk he had been using for almost two months, he thought, forget it.

"Eight bottles of level three mental power potions, plus six thousand gold coins, is that okay?" He turned around and said.

The old man smiled and said, "The consignment price of level three mental power potions is 100 gold coins. We need ten bottles..."

Before he could finish speaking, Dole took a deep look at the old man and turned to leave.

Too black.

At this time, Morris hesitated, wondering whether to buy it or not.

Seeing Dole leave, he also followed closely and left the hall.

The old man looked at the backs of the two leaving, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

...

Half an hour later, Dole came to the Adventurers Guild again and directly posted a task: seven thousand gold coins, seeking to purchase an alchemy table for pharmacists. Morris didn't have as much money as him, but he also offered a high price of six thousand gold coins.

In fact, there are several level four alchemists in Ellengard Academy who can refine level three alchemy tables, but Dole didn't want to ask for help. He wasn't familiar with them, so he thought about posting a task.

If he really couldn't buy one, he would have to think about making one himself.

Why did he want to change the alchemy table? That was because the requirements of the Blood Burning Potion were relatively high. The old alchemy table was already unusable. Although it could still be used, it would waste more energy and spirit, which was not cost-effective.

A good level three alchemy table can refine level four potions, and even some level five potions that are not too difficult. He wanted to refine some high-level potions and put them on the auction house to earn some fame for himself, so that he wouldn't have to be afraid of being targeted.

Among the level four potions, the relatively simple ones are Swiftness Potion, Scarlet Potion, and Eagle Eye Potion. These are common potions that adventurers consume a lot. He plans to go back and study them, and strive to open up a little bit of market for himself.

It was already afternoon. It was too far to go back, so the two found an inn and stayed with the coachman.

After booking the room, Morris found an excuse, and then slipped out of the hotel, while Dole prepared to rest and think about some things.

Today's events, he always felt a little strange. Whether it was the Adventurers Guild or the Auction House, these people seemed to have a grudge against money. This did not conform to the market.

Thinking of this, he remembered the few birds that had been chasing them in the sky during the day, and his heart sank slightly.

These people are really powerful, they can even manipulate the Adventurers Guild and the Auction House, hehe.

His strength is not good now, and he is only in contact with first-level transcendents and below. When he starts to contact second-level and third-level, he doesn't believe that these people can turn the world upside down.

Humph.

A night without words.

On the way back, Morris was very silent. This guy went out last night and came back like this. I don't know what kind of blow he suffered.

Dole didn't care.

After returning to the academy, he drank a bottle of mental power potion and began to meditate.

The magical elements in the magic tower are active. As long as the mental power can keep up, the magic body can keep up. Soon, another month passed.

Only one major event happened this month. Morris officially announced that he had entered the third-year pharmacist ranks and obtained the relevant certificates. The academy had another third-level pharmacist.

Many forces flocked to him.

Unlike Dole, who belongs to the lecturers, Morris is just a student, belongs to a free identity, and can be won over.

Morris's entry into the third level is also a stimulus for other students, especially classmates. Sano also announced his entry into the third level at the end of the month. He entered the third level with the Swiftness Potion, which is a little different from Morris in terms of ingredients.

However, two third-level pharmacists entered within a month, and the academy suddenly boiled over.

They were all students from Dole's hands, and they were all nobles, which made many students desperately want to squeeze into his classroom.

This matter made Dole uncomfortable. So many commoner disciples, after several months, not even one entered the third level. This made him furious in class.

Those students were naturally also very aggrieved. Although they studied hard and diligently exercised their mental accuracy, they had no money, no resources, and no good equipment. The number of experiments was small, and it was normal to be slow.

Dole also had no temper. He couldn't possibly subsidize the students' materials for experiments. His money didn't come from the wind.

In mid-November, the task that Dole posted in the Adventurers Guild sank like a stone in the sea, and there was still no news.

However, after Morris successfully advanced to the third level, the family rewarded him with a high-level third-level alchemy table, and Sano also purchased a third-level alchemy table.

This made Dole even more upset. Since no one is willing to sell it, then I will do it myself.

He turned down all the orders in his hand, leaving only the Rose Merchant Guild's order, and prepared to play alchemy.

November 20th, the weather was clear, and there was finally a hint of winter. A few days ago, a cold air came from the north and swept across the entire world. The seasonal trees outside quickly turned yellow and fell, and soon, only bare trees remained.

In the early morning, Dole hung a round pendant on his chest and walked out of the magic tower leisurely.

At this time, in front of the magic tower, there were already more than twenty students gathered. Today is an off-campus class, and they need to go out. For this reason, the academy also sent a small team of escorts.

Morris and Sano were also in the list. Although they had already advanced to the third level, they were still students. They did not dare to neglect Dole's class, which was full of useful knowledge!

The people responsible for guarding them were fourth-year students, the elite team in the academy, all professional-level, with a total of five people.

Seeing Dole come out, a young man with a high-spirited demeanor in the team walked out, came to him, and gave a slight salute, "Lecturer Dole, hello, our Azure Team is responsible for your trip this time, I am Tello, the team leader."

Noble?

Dole sighed. In the academy, the strength of noble students obviously exceeds that of ordinary students. The resource gap is too large.

He nodded and said, "Then thank you, Captain Tello. We are going to Black Hole Valley this time. Please escort us over there."